squid + massive amounts of vodka & rum =

not a good look.


i don't think i've thrown up that much in my life.
while it felt good afterwards, the whole in the moment
feeling was absofuckinglutely not a feel good thing.

no bueno.





whilst calling upon earl, i was listening to Legend. the
illest cd of all times right next to Illmatic and Black Magic.
Bob & i, well we have this thing....gggoooooooinggg ooonnnn.
similar to me & mrs.jones but not even close. you feel me?

[ok, i'm lyin' bc there are way better & iller albums other then
the above mentioned but both Nas & Mos Def are the shit. we
could argue about this, but why? in all seriousness, why? ]


CALLE OCHO

I don't know if i was just a dumb mother fucker when i was
younger or my tastes have since been refined but let me just
say that Calle Ocho, while it used to be a mecca [no bullshit]
for some of thee most attractive men in south florida, has now
become the dark alley behind the bar with vagabonds jerking off
to the hookers who lay in wait& drunken sports fan puking
their brains out. i was, and i say this with all
due respect, HIGHLY disappointed in the ratio of
attractive men:fuglies. HIGHLY disappointed.

phila.

it's true, i do. i'll be back your way this upcoming week.
please, do not worry...one day philly, you
& i will be together again. one day my dearest
philadelphia, i will rest my tired head in your
welcoming loins.

oh, how i can not wait.



peace world, it's fresh. i'm going to see where this blogging shit takes me. be forewarned however: i am vulgar..as fuck.




bless.