Lets Have TXT

So I'm just now getting unlimited text messaging on my phone. Reason being I almost had a three two hundred dollar bill due to an overload of texts. When I first received my phone I didn't think I would every result to hand to hand communication but...text comes in handy. It became convenient/addictive to quickly and silently express my feelings over the phone. Though I hate arguing via txt...everything else works fine.
My only issue with txt is people type vernacular that would never leave their lips in real-life. For instance, can someone please tell my why "lol" is a proper response to something comical. I too have fallen victim to this bowl of wackberries by responding with (LOL, WTH,BTW, SMH....), but I thought it would be interesting if people said these acronyms during conversation. Like right after a Dave Chappelle skit hearing the crowd saying,"laugh out loud Dave, that's hilarious", would totally kill my mood.

Maybe its just me

In other news- I've been working on some new business ventures. I'm trying to keep 08 optimistic and positive.
I'll keep you posted on the progress.

In Search Of....

I woke up this morning first off thankful that I was alive

secondly pissed that my noise was stuffed in the middle of April(how whack is that)

Still, in the words of Ice Cube- "Today was a good day"

I've been working on new music now for some time. Finishing an album has been my goal for the pass few years but I haven't found my rhythm. I have my concept and the direction I wish to go but I'm having trouble putting together my blocks, like a kid on punishment from Lego's.

In my quest for a muse, I think I'm going to start writing on this blog more often. Maybe by writing random thoughts through out the week I'll find some great epiphany ..Hey, it worked for Mr. Belvedere

I don't want this project to sound forced, but I do want it to sound like I put my all into it. I hate to listen to albums that sound like an artist just putting together songs without any emotion. I have a lot to say, preferably with taste.

Hopefully this expressing my feeling stuff will work..

21-Thank God I made it

I'm kinda late on my own party but time flies when your growning up. The fact that I've made it to 21 is amazing to me. No I didn't grow up in the hood, I've never been shot and I haven't been selling crack since I was 10. I'm just happy to be a young black male and alive. A few years back at this time I was in the hospital wondering if I was going to make it....and I'm here.

I can recall being in high school thinking that by 21 I would almost be done with college, working on my third album and on some crazy college tour. In reality, I have about a years worth of college, a decent job and I'm working on my first album. Not to mention, all of of my musical equipment has mysteriously disappeared. I may not have all of dreams on display at the moment but I can say things are in motion

I had a dope party-

A wonderful night at the Funky Buddha then an after set at the James Hotel


The club was hot, but the best part was being around my friends. Its not a celebration unless you got people to share the experience . I'm beging to value my life a lot more in my increase of age ( as if I'm 50). As cliche as is sounds I'm really taken advantage of opportunities around me...

well that's it for today

Pancakes and Jesus