The Solution....

Good look on the email from Z*, good to know that you read my shit.

Anyway what's good with yall? I had a good weekend even though it's not over yet. I am working overtime for 3 weeks straight so prepare yourself for more of my famous bitches, moans, and complaints in the upcoming blogs. What a summer it has been, I dealt with so much as far as my peoples go. Some done showed their ass and some done showed their true colors. I've already spoke on these issues, I just tend to wonder what the hell was in their minds. But like all cowards, they don't ever want to come with what's real, only bullshit. So let them deal with it, fuck em.

I also think for all the bullshit that went down this year, there comes a time where the other side needs to be talked about. Even though shit rolls downhill, there are the little things that allow me to look up, so for the cats who came through and made up what was lost with others, good looking out. I dropped alot of people in my circle, and left alot of people behind. Which is good because I need that in life.

Real quick one, to the 12 year old girl who constantly yells things at me while I am on my way to my boy's house...you are 12. The shit you say, your moms should have a belt ready everytime you open your mouth. You live on the same street as my man's and them but your mind is on some shit you can't handle. Now those cats on the street, including my own godson tells me things you be saying to pass on to me. The nosy woman across the street thinks I'm trying to get at you because you block my car as I'm coming in the street AND when I leave. This has become a pain in my ass, and if I have to deal with the blue and whites for some nosy woman's accusation, then I will procede to make you a target in every mall, school dance, and block party for the next 3 years. That crush you have on me you need to get over, I am too old for you and you are too old for yourself. Damn this time out shit, yall parents need to whoop ass... which reminds me.

You don't have any idea how pissed I am about child rearing these days. Back in my day, when I fucked up I got my ass whipped. Not spanked, no three pops and stop, straight belt, extension cord, switch, nintendo controller etc etc etc. Why in the hell do you think 10 minutes standing in a corner is going to keep lil man from throwing the other off the couch is beyond me, yet I really find myself bothered when your little bad ass kids are taking that shit on the road and fucking up all things around them. Things that include my shit, or my people's shit. Its one thing if a kid does something that can be constituted as "oh they're just kids" but let's not exhaust this excuse everytime something or someone gets fucked up. The other things that piss me off is when they constantly ask you for money, french fries, video games, a sip of your soda, a hit from the el, just asking and asking. Now the first couple of times I'm like, ok I know what its like to share. But when I am getting out of the car, and I have a 6 year old talking about "Can I have a quarter?" without saying hi or nothing, we have a problem. The last thing I need to hear from a parent is "he's just a kid". No that's bullshit. Ain't no one saying that to the muthafucka at the store whos out there in rain sleet or snow asking for the same quarter. "he's just homeless" "he's just a crackhead" ain't no excuse there, be the parents you are, I don't want to hear extra shit like "don't say no to him" or "you too broke to give him a quarter" that just makes me want to look at you like your stupid. It just goes to show that some of us "only child" products aint all that spoiled. I never had to ask no one for shit, and if my moms wasn't getting it, then I wasn't either. Point blank and period. Whoop the kids ass. Stop setting them up with no backbone for the future. I know it's 2004, some of yall are really pondering why kids are so sassy and smart ass these days. I just reminded you.

It's going to be a cold winter for some, me on the other hand I am in the process of finding someone to possibly get cozy with for the seasons to come, not too big though - from what I understand, good things come in small packages....

Before I go, C* why did you call me with that message? Where was all this in the beginning of the summer? You just might be a little too late though, but we cool, I'll think about it.

I'm out
Enjoy the "Goodfellas" dvd

Da Champ