bike crew.

coolest kid on the block status. i need that! the u-lock and the holster. 

ps. my birthday is coming up.  click the pic.

hate is strong

im gonna just start posting shit i hate. 

1. people that chronically tell you how things are done wherever the fuck they are from (or how their particular group of people they associate with ie. race, religion, or whatever does "X")  in a manner that suggests you are ignorant and wherever they are from is better than wherever you are during that particular moment.

 a. go fuck yourself.

 b. go back there. 

 -example: while eating plantains: "hmm. these plantains are eeeehhh OK. but you know what, the way dominicans make plaintains is BLA BLA BLA. and its really good and waaaay better than the way you guys make it. do you guys know what plantains are? cuz the ones we have in DR are the best ever"

-example: during any convo, somebody can possibly bust out on a misinformed rant like this one: "oh see, it's cuz you guys are from the suburbs. i am from queens and let me tell you, in queens ....bla bla bla SHUT THE FUCK UP!

you get the point. im too lazy and filled with hate to continue.

I love me

make love to your mama's doll collection

i ruv japanese people.
i bet i can have better convo with these bitches then the ones i find at spots in the city during the week (plus, im sure they wont reject me). NY bitches are getting whacker every day.

puma i-cycle films

all i can say is that i am glad i have a bike (unlike some people on this blog). check out these short films and do like the slogan: "now get on your bike and ride". if puma's slick marketing doesn't convince you to get a bike after this, you must be republican.  linkage

attn: rain's bike squad (tentative name) part2

lock yo shit up right! (this dude is funny)

would you vote for a black man?

check it.

come have a drink tomorrow

as a pat on our backs for working on sunday, we will be at forbidden city around 6pm tomorrow (wednesday). we think it's 2 for 1 drinks till 8 as well so get there early and enjoy a few. i'll be getting there after 8pm so have a few drinks for me.

rain will be debuting his new magic trick/show. it'll just cost you one drink.


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special thanks to...

super thanks to all of our supporters this weekend!

including:
pemora and DTM's family
DMP and all of her friends
4th floor walk up and his wife
jermaine aka kanye
our pratt people--alex, laurel, melinda
susie and her man
jelo!!!
melly's friends
jessie and mike's friends
and all of the people who helped up set up--jonathan, steven, avelee, little steven, kelwin.

we wouldn't have had an amazing sunday without all of you.

A Sad Day

After an amazing weekend, I woke up to George Carlin's stand up on the radio. After a small excerpt, they announced that it was a goodbye tribute. Sad to say, yesterday George Carlin died of heart failure, at 71.

My all time favorite comedian, whose thought process and style of comedy has influenced my views, and my creativity in so many ways. I can't put into words how much this guy has influenced me. Here are some of my favorite routines.











CNN Article on George Carlin

spend your sunday with us...

...at the brooklyn flea.

contrary to the picture i drew and what i've been telling everyone, the flea opens at 10am and closes at 5. we'll be acting a fool and trying our hardest to get kicked out. as well as make some money. whatever happens first...


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sick shit. thats my uncle.

why rain sucks and how he is officially a fan of gmail...

rain: ok. so i are u gonna be mad at me if i have nothing for this flea to sell?

me: yes.

rain: u just told me not to stress like two days ago.thats pretty much why i was stressing.

me: i also figured you would put something together. kool g and i have faith in you. if i knew your whole name, i would be using it right now.

rain: yeah. i am trying to. trust me. but just dont be mad at me. in the case i dont have nothing.

me: just have enough to make your $ back. you're still coming though, right?

rain: yeah. ill be there no matter what.

me: like, early?

rain: i dont know. whatever time. what is early?

me: i think set up is at 8. i gotta check.

rain: aaaaight ill be there. i think ill try and ride my bike over there maybe.

me: to bk?

rain: yeah. i hate gmail. i dont know how to use it. like i swear i had an email that said steven wants to play poker on sunday and now i cant find it.

me: he does

rain: how do i find this in this email. forget it. i just hate gmail. im not even gonna bother to learn it haha.

me: just search poker and see what pops up

rain: oh man. i love gmail now. that was sick!

me: found it?

rain: YEAH! AMAZING!

me: LOL gmail is the shit.

rain: I <3 GMAIL! dude!

did u see that!. it made a heart!

oh my goodness!

me: HAHAHA

rain: that is the shit!

me: you are cracking me up

rain: haha i want to hug gmail. thats how much i love it. if gmail had hands..i'd give it a high five and tell him good job.

Smooth Move Chump

Went to this sports bar and they were charging $5 at the door for showing a fight. This cute little chick was working the door and was marking everyone's hands.

I get inside and realize she drew a smiley face on my hand. I thought, sweet. Cute chick working the door is vibin me. I meet up with my friends and showed them the smiley face. And they just looked and laughed. I didn't know what the big joke was.

Apparently, everyone had smiley faces on their hands.

Everyone thought I was a chump for thinkin the chick working the door was feelin me. You know me. Don't ever tell me I can't make it happen. So, obviously I went up to her.

Me: I thought I was special cuz I had a smiley face on my hand.

Door Chick: Oh yeah. Sorry. She gives me a smile. Do you want me to draw something else.

Me: Sure. I put out my hand. She begins to draw a smiley face with more details.

Door Chick: There you go. She gives me another smile.

Me: Now you gotta autograph it. Just in case you ever get famous, I can say I got an original. I know I know a little corny.

Door Chick: Of course. She begins to sign it.

Me: Nice. Now you just gotta put your phone number underneath that.

Door Chick: She smiles and giggles. Oh I'm sorry but I have a boyfriend.

Me: Oh thats too bad. Hey. You can't blame a guy for trying. She smiles as I walk away.

Now, I know I didn't get the number, but when I got back to my friends and told them the story they thought it was a pretty smooth move. Not bad for a Chump.

stimulus - CHECK!

like many people on this blog, i spent my stimulus check trying to pay off some shit.

sad? yes.

sigh.........................

huh?

i kinda want to know why cnn decided to post a video of these "frat boys" running around naked on their campus in the philippines.

whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? why is that news?

close your eyes and listen with headphones....

some people work really hard on random things...

anyway, this is an all audio clip. close your eyes and imagine you are getting this haircut...

another reminder...

details:

missDTM, kool g, rain, melly mel and jess will be at the flea on SUNDAY, JUNE 22nd.

catch us here:

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we'll be the party tent pumping tunes and hanging with our people. if you buy something, we promise to take your pic and post it.

see you there!

Now That's a Cheap Run

I know I know. These stories are suppose to be about my insane trip in and out of singledom. But, I can only do soo much to fill this blog up with content. Besides, this story is just too good not to tell.

A friend of mine was visiting from out of town. My friend, my home girl, and I hit up this bar the night she got in. There were a bunch of us there and we were all maxin and relaxin.

Then I notice that there are these seven guys standin behind me. I'm looking around trying to figure out who they had beef with, but then one of them came up to my friend and told her that his friend was feelin my home girl.

I took a step back, I figure she can handle herself. After a couple of minutes, the seven guys walk towards the back of the bar. My home girl came up to her and she says " Do you know who that is?"

We're both looking at each other with this dumbfounded look. She says, thats Rev Run's kid. You know from Run's House.

I hate reality TV. Obviously, I didn't know who he was and my home girl didn't know either.

Apparently, Jojo (Rev Run's son) told his friend to tell my friend that she and my home girl should come to the back of the bar and hang out with them.

So, my friend and my home girl went over there to hang out. Me and the other guys told them that they better come back with a couple of bottles. I figure he gonna try and act all big baller.

They come back with no bottle. I'm more than disappointed. Their conversation was the pinnacle of how to not kick it to a cool chick.

First off, Jojo was on his phone most of the time and here are some of the excerpts of their conversation.

My Home Girl : So where do you guys live?

Jojo : Jersey

My Home Girl : ewww why do you live there?"

Jojo : we gonna get a place in the city...but we got a big place in jersey

Don't you mean, my DADDY is gonna get me a spot in the city, but my DADDY has a big place in jersey.

Jojo : So how old are you girls?

My Friend : 24 and 25

Turns to his boy
Jojo : Yo they're both older than us.

Yeah these guys were as smooth as sandpaper.

Jojo : We're gonna go to pacha and chill in the VIP. We do VIP all the time.

Rule of thumb. If you make a big deal of pointing out you go somewhere, you're definitely not cool enough to be there.

We chilled at the spot a little longer and my friend was thinking of scheming a drink off of Jojo. So she went to the back of the bar again.

She was chilling with them for a while and she was hinting that she wanted a drink and they never got her one.

After she told me the story I said I guess his allowance ran out, what a cheap bastard. You keep frontin like you a baller with your "i'm gettin a spot in the city" and your "we roll VIP everywhere we go" and you can't even buy a chick you think is fly a drink.

Damn thats A Cheap Run.

piggly wiggly

i like animals that are categorized as "mini" for some reason. ever since i was little, i have been able to pick up any pet i have owned. from my mini turtles, to a few hermit crabs, to my old mini chihuahua (and now my mini pinscher), i just really like small pets.

i think it's time i got a pet that can keep my mini pinscher company during the day. i can just imagine her cuddling up to one of these mini potbelly pigs and LOVING it (probably because she loves meat and would love to taste it). pigs love to look for food just like my dog does--they can be the best of friends.

i want.

daily reminder

the brooklyn flea is this upcoming sunday. we'll be there ALLLLLLLL day. just look for the party tent.