I'm a biter, not a writer.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Bo Knows
I chilled with my grandpa today. He is the coolest grandpa.
I went to his place at 9 in the morning to go to my great grandma's house. She is 90. She was wearing a rad outfit. She had some dark brown SAS shoes with tan socks, pink capri pants, a semi-matching pink/orange/yellow button-up shirt, but the kicker was her gardening hat that had apples all over it and said "I LIKE YOU" all over. Style queen. She dresses better than 88% of the people I know. We took my great grandma shopping at Fareway. She shops so good. It is one of my favorite spectator sports.
When we got back to my grandpa's house, I rode around on his four wheeler for 30 minutes or so, then played him on the mostest ghetto pool table ever. He won.
I say the dad and daughter from the movie Ballad of Jack and Rose today while at my grandfather's as well. That movie is funny.
I talked to the therapist yesterday and it was the first time I have went there that I felt like nothing really got accomplished. It's cool though, I feel like I am doing way better, even without her nambi-bambi prescriptions. Booyah, medical field, booyah.
I might be getting a tattoo. So dumb.
I am going to go play tennis/badmittion/racquetball/speed-bird at my job.
¶ 9:33 PM 0 comments
I went to his place at 9 in the morning to go to my great grandma's house. She is 90. She was wearing a rad outfit. She had some dark brown SAS shoes with tan socks, pink capri pants, a semi-matching pink/orange/yellow button-up shirt, but the kicker was her gardening hat that had apples all over it and said "I LIKE YOU" all over. Style queen. She dresses better than 88% of the people I know. We took my great grandma shopping at Fareway. She shops so good. It is one of my favorite spectator sports.
When we got back to my grandpa's house, I rode around on his four wheeler for 30 minutes or so, then played him on the mostest ghetto pool table ever. He won.
I say the dad and daughter from the movie Ballad of Jack and Rose today while at my grandfather's as well. That movie is funny.
I talked to the therapist yesterday and it was the first time I have went there that I felt like nothing really got accomplished. It's cool though, I feel like I am doing way better, even without her nambi-bambi prescriptions. Booyah, medical field, booyah.
I might be getting a tattoo. So dumb.
I am going to go play tennis/badmittion/racquetball/speed-bird at my job.
¶ 9:33 PM 0 comments
Thursday, June 16, 2005
The Invasion Pt. 4
Ma duke has caught herbie the love bug again. This one seems better than the last ones, by a long shot, but they all seem good at the beginning. She asked me last night if I would be willing to move into a bigger place with her and him. I am semi- used to moving, so this sounds reasonable to me. I do not trust men that move in with my mother and I. (I definitely have abondonment issues. Next.) I am a lot older than the last time this happened, but I will almost always have my doubts. If I could just "man up" and leave for Chicago or Cali or Hawaii, this wouldn't even be an issue. Unforntantly, I love my mom and don't feel comfortable leaving her right now. I also don't want to leave my grandfather. I know if I talked to them both, they would say they expect me to leave. They want me to go and live my own life. I like doing the unexpected. I don't feel I can leave the two people that have ALWAYS been there for me. Call me a pussy, faggot, or genius, I don't care. I love them too much to leave. They would probably be happier if I left. Not because they want me gone, but they would think better of themselves if I would venture out. They would think they have helped me become "a man." I would rather be here for them. I've seen boys who have thought they had become "men," and it is highly overrated.
I don't know the first thing about life, lucky me, no one else does either.
J-Shep
PostSecret ¶ 12:54 PM 0 comments
I don't know the first thing about life, lucky me, no one else does either.
J-Shep
PostSecret ¶ 12:54 PM 0 comments
Sunday, June 12, 2005
You can't fool all the people, all of the time
but if you fool the right ones, then the rest will fall in line
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Monday, June 06, 2005
It can happen to you.
DJ Really Real standing behind the decks. Drops the needle. "Shook Ones Pt.II." I spit the verbal for my own amusement and the 'pleasure' of the people sitting next to me. Really Real plays for 30 minutes. Two local acts come on. One can spit. The other seems to be forcing it, but I have respect for anyone willing to get up on stage to say what is one their mind. I'm not man enough to step up. Anyway, a Def Jux DJ steps to the steel wheels and plays. and plays. and plays. and plays. This show started at 10 p.m. central time. The locals got done at 10:30 or so. Def Jux DJ spins shit for a little over an hour. I loved it. I have to admit my embarassment for not knowing half of the old school shit he spun, but I loved it non-the-less. My friend started to get mad, which does not happen often, so that just added to the show as far as I'm concerned. He said there was no point making us wait this long. He's mad. I'm laughing. Def Jux finally asks everyone get to the front of the muthafuckin' stage for a real hip-hop show. People seem to rush to the stage. I can feel the anticipatin in the crowd. Def Jux takes notice and says, "I like this, ya'll ready for this real hip-hop show." I am not good at guessing numbers, but I say 75 to 100 were there by this time. Doesn't sound like much, but this is Iowa. Hip-hop concerts are new to these parts.
Vast-Aire comes on stage. He controls the stage. Controls. Does some solo shit. My life changes after he finishes his 3rd or 4th solo song. V. Mega takes the stage with Vast. Cannibal Ox. Cannibal Ox. CANNIBAL OX! On stage! In Des Moines! The beat comes full circle for "Raspberry Fields," as does the biggest smile I have ever worn. I look at my friend and he has totes forgot about the hour and a half it took to get to this point. I had envisioned this happening when I heard about this show, but I had no illusions of it actually happening. Both of them had the key. They knew they were the hottest to ever show up in this town. They only played two more songs off of their Cold Vein album, but they had me shook. I loved it. 3 songs from Can O! I wish I know the names of the other songs, but all I knew where the words and that is all that matters to me. After the kids realized that the had indeed been flipped inside out. They gathered their bones, muscles and various organs. When Vast left the stage, he took half the audience with him. I don't understand how he was the opener for the next two artists, but whatevs. J-Live stepped up. Ripped it. I have one of his albums. I liked it the first time I listened to it. The second time, I loved it. The third time is was 'meh.' I listened, he moved the crowed. Done. Def Jux DJ announces their is something special about to happen. My heart flutters. Can O encore?!?!?! Not to be, but M. Vega got back on stage, visiable leaned. Hilarious. Mega has carizma. Done. C-Rayz Walz, the last act is on stage. It is 1 in the morning. The show has been going on for 3 hours and counting. I got my moneys worth 2 hours ago, the rest is realizing just how b-e-a-utiful rainbows really are. J-Live's weed carriers are looking for girls. and weed. They find them both. (My illusion of some rappers being above weed and 'hoes' ideology dies.) C-Rayz is keeping the last 30 or so people hype. He does a song from one of his albums, then goes into a freestyle. He continues this throughout his set. He is funny. He can freestyle. He bangs on Lloyd Banks and G-Unit. I felt like the only one laughing, and I mess with G-Unit. (N.H.) Def Jux DJ is wondering (like I am) how people cannot respond at all to Walz's flow. I am just going to assume they are were surprised by his lyrics. Shock and Awe. Walz does a clever song about "merch tables comin' out." Rappers need money.
At 1:45 am (or so) the show is over. The crowd is visible spent, and still high, from this concert. It was definitely a success in my eyes. I bought a couple of discs and I see Vast listening to a discman. I start to leave. As I walk, I get this nagging feeling. I have to know what Vast Aire listens to on his discman. I am shy. I stand next to him while people ask for and recieve worthless signatures. I don't understand autographs after you get past the age of 12. (I did get the knowledge from said Hancock seeker that Cannibal Ox will have a new disc in 2006. He did his duty, unknowingly.) Vast starts to walk away. "Vast," I say. "Thanks." Vast nods, starts to walk away again. "Hey Vast, what are you listening to?"
"Umm...aaa...personal shit." ¶ 2:46 PM 0 comments
Vast-Aire comes on stage. He controls the stage. Controls. Does some solo shit. My life changes after he finishes his 3rd or 4th solo song. V. Mega takes the stage with Vast. Cannibal Ox. Cannibal Ox. CANNIBAL OX! On stage! In Des Moines! The beat comes full circle for "Raspberry Fields," as does the biggest smile I have ever worn. I look at my friend and he has totes forgot about the hour and a half it took to get to this point. I had envisioned this happening when I heard about this show, but I had no illusions of it actually happening. Both of them had the key. They knew they were the hottest to ever show up in this town. They only played two more songs off of their Cold Vein album, but they had me shook. I loved it. 3 songs from Can O! I wish I know the names of the other songs, but all I knew where the words and that is all that matters to me. After the kids realized that the had indeed been flipped inside out. They gathered their bones, muscles and various organs. When Vast left the stage, he took half the audience with him. I don't understand how he was the opener for the next two artists, but whatevs. J-Live stepped up. Ripped it. I have one of his albums. I liked it the first time I listened to it. The second time, I loved it. The third time is was 'meh.' I listened, he moved the crowed. Done. Def Jux DJ announces their is something special about to happen. My heart flutters. Can O encore?!?!?! Not to be, but M. Vega got back on stage, visiable leaned. Hilarious. Mega has carizma. Done. C-Rayz Walz, the last act is on stage. It is 1 in the morning. The show has been going on for 3 hours and counting. I got my moneys worth 2 hours ago, the rest is realizing just how b-e-a-utiful rainbows really are. J-Live's weed carriers are looking for girls. and weed. They find them both. (My illusion of some rappers being above weed and 'hoes' ideology dies.) C-Rayz is keeping the last 30 or so people hype. He does a song from one of his albums, then goes into a freestyle. He continues this throughout his set. He is funny. He can freestyle. He bangs on Lloyd Banks and G-Unit. I felt like the only one laughing, and I mess with G-Unit. (N.H.) Def Jux DJ is wondering (like I am) how people cannot respond at all to Walz's flow. I am just going to assume they are were surprised by his lyrics. Shock and Awe. Walz does a clever song about "merch tables comin' out." Rappers need money.
At 1:45 am (or so) the show is over. The crowd is visible spent, and still high, from this concert. It was definitely a success in my eyes. I bought a couple of discs and I see Vast listening to a discman. I start to leave. As I walk, I get this nagging feeling. I have to know what Vast Aire listens to on his discman. I am shy. I stand next to him while people ask for and recieve worthless signatures. I don't understand autographs after you get past the age of 12. (I did get the knowledge from said Hancock seeker that Cannibal Ox will have a new disc in 2006. He did his duty, unknowingly.) Vast starts to walk away. "Vast," I say. "Thanks." Vast nods, starts to walk away again. "Hey Vast, what are you listening to?"
"Umm...aaa...personal shit." ¶ 2:46 PM 0 comments
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Step to the left, step to the right.
R. Kelly's Happy People is the jam for this summer. Stamp it.
I asked grandfather about the 'young' saying. He just said the kids miss opportunities cause of dumbness. (I wouldn't mind a better explanation exo.)
J-Live, C-Rayz Walz, Vast Aire, and some other hip-hoppers are going to be in Des Moines tonight. I'm probably going to have to put on my bandana and rep my city.
I found out this week that the Violent Femmes are going to be playing in Minneapolis on June 17th. That should be fun. If you are going to be there, look for a tall dude with hair longer than yours. It could be me.
I'm hot
You ain't
I'm whatcha be
but you can't
I'm the man
you a fan
you love it when they bangin' my jam
God is within you. Nothing more, nothing less. All that other shit are for the ones looking outside of themselves for answers.
manana. ¶ 4:35 AM 1 comments
I asked grandfather about the 'young' saying. He just said the kids miss opportunities cause of dumbness. (I wouldn't mind a better explanation exo.)
J-Live, C-Rayz Walz, Vast Aire, and some other hip-hoppers are going to be in Des Moines tonight. I'm probably going to have to put on my bandana and rep my city.
I found out this week that the Violent Femmes are going to be playing in Minneapolis on June 17th. That should be fun. If you are going to be there, look for a tall dude with hair longer than yours. It could be me.
I'm hot
You ain't
I'm whatcha be
but you can't
I'm the man
you a fan
you love it when they bangin' my jam
God is within you. Nothing more, nothing less. All that other shit are for the ones looking outside of themselves for answers.
manana. ¶ 4:35 AM 1 comments
