Man I’ve been neglecting this joint.  There is no real excuse is there?

Life is really good right now, I can’t front.

I had a really good weekend, starting with Friday and finishing my Ob/Gyn Subject Board.  I went to the spot Jackson’s with my rotation-mates Todd and Celtin and we were soon joined by Todd’s girl Jann.  We had a good time eating and shooting the shit.  I ran into two of my Morehouse folks out there, Al and the homie J.J..  I got a well deserved beer or 4 as well as a kamikazi shot.  Then I headed home and watched my newly purchased Martin Season 2 DVD’s.  I also picked up that Young Jeezy Presents U.S.D.A. CD.  I highly recommend both.  Oh yeah and I finally picked up Grand Theft Auto:  Vice City Stories, even though moms still has my PS2.

So yeah, after a little bit of old Marty Mart I got a call from the homie Anya telling me that she was going to the barbeque in the ampitheater, so of course I met her out there.  The Omegas were the ones doing the cooking so there was Oil to be had, and have Oil I did!  I drank about 10 cups before all was said and done.  I had a pretty good time, mostly talking to Anya and Fallon.  I made the mistake of trying to crack a joke with this one freshman chick who apparently thinks she kinda raw, ordinarily I’d dress her down, but you know what, the lack of the Killa experience is HER loss.  She coulda just been nice, but she wanted to try to play me.  I can tell I’ve changed a bit, because this time last year was the "Kanye West" cussing out incident, but I let it ride.

Anyway, after awhile I saw some folks I knew rolling by so I called and fanagled my way into some margaritas.  I drank, I watched some more Marty Mart, I acted a fool, and eventually I passed out!  That’s what I call a good Friday!

So Saturday was spent hanging out with the homie H, helping her and her family move her back here to Nashville.  Well first we ate breakfast at Pancake Pantry, which was outstanding.  Then we hit the ground running.  We went to Best Buy, where I found out I suck at Guitar Hero.  Then we went to Sam’s Club and had two carts full of stuff.  Then we went BACK to Best Buy.  I ran into some of the new pre-bac students who ALL know me, even though I barely know them.  Then we hit Opry Mills where I came up on several deals!  Then we went to eat at Chappy’s downtown with the homie M Dot Brown.  I came home and watched more Marty Mart and fell asleep!

So yeah, that’s a brief glimps into the life and times of the Killa…I’ll try to be more regular about things.

…yet…

Instead, here is my theme song for the here and now.

Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd

Mama told me when I was young
"Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it will help you some sunny day"
"Oh, take your time, don’t live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
Go find a woman and you’ll find love
And don’t forget, son, there is someone up above"

Chorus:
"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won’t you do this for me, son, if you can"

"Forget your lust for the rich man’s gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

Chorus

Oh yes, I will
"Boy, don’t you worry, you’ll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

Chorus

Baby, be a simple, really simple man
Oh, be something you love and understand

So clearly I’ve fallen off of the blogging map.  I’m seriously wondering whether to keep this joint up in it’s current form or not.  I guess I should just consolidate it all and try to get it into some workable form for memoires or something.  I still have plenty of stories to tell, but I’ve got to be honest, part of the fun was knowing that somewhere out there (okay that was very Fievel-ish) someone was reading it.

Hmmmm….

Note:  Originally posted on my myspace blog

 

I came back to my apartment earlier after helping the homie Eman move his stuff down to the U-Haul and what was playing but Mariah Carey’s debut single "Vision of Love".  Now truth be told, that song by all rights should be a 5 star song on my five star list, but I begrudgeonly upgraded it from 3 stars not to long ago to 4 star range.  I’m playing my "My Top Rated" list lately so songs I rarely hear are getting some play, and "Vision of Love" is one of those.  Man the memories started rushing back so take a trip back if you will.

The year was 1990.  I was in 6th grade.  Middle school was hell for me, and hell was just beginning.  One of the reasons that middle school was hell was because I played the violin.  So I had to lug this big ass violin case back and forth to and from school.  My orchestra teacher Mr. Kim was somewhat of a dictator.  He demanded that we keep our nails short and filed and that we practice for at least two hours a day and such so that we could keep our perfect record of getting 1’s at the annual "Festival".  I guess it was a big deal.

Meanwhile I took a bus from Camp Creek Middle School to my mom’s school, A. P. Randolph Elementary every day.  The bus only made one other stop, unfortunately for me at the time, that stop was to the Boat Rock Housing Project.  Now let me pause for a second and say that I personally have nothing against Boat Rock or ANY other housing project, but even folks who LIVE there will tell you that there are some crazy muthafuckas who live there, and crazy muthafuckas LOVE to pick on nerds with glasses and violins.  I fit the bill.

The craziest day happened one day when the bus filled up.  Usually I’d sit with my boy Garry P.  But for whatever reason Garry wasn’t on the bus that day or was sitting with someone else or whatever.  So I tried the ole, put the violin case on the seat move, and it ALMOST worked until this crazy, ugly, jheri curled eighth grade chick came and moved it for me and sat down next to me.

At first things are all good, but I was as nervous as a hooker in church and I think crazy chick started to pick up on those vibes and man did she hone in on them!  This chick looks at me and starts saying, "you are a cute lil boy," and starts SINGING "Vision of Love" to me!  This crazy chick was serenading me something serious, and COMPLETELY OFF KEY at that.  So it doesn’t take long before the whole bus takes notice.

In the meanwhile I enter what the homie Nile refers to as "survival mode".  I pick up my case and start to swing it at her.  I’m not trying to knock her out or anything, but like she was inching closer to me and invading my space, and well, I only liked one girl at the time (hi Staci!).  She didn’t back off much though, she made it through the whole song, which in hindsight is rather impressive, considering it was a new song, but man, for those few moments it was AGONIZING.  I was never happier to see those yellow buildings of Boat Rock as I was that day.

When she got off of the bus, this dude Torrey and his brother (who both looked like the dude who played the young Omar Epps character in The Wood, down to the haircuts!) were laughing UNCONTROLLABLY at me.  They were talking about how I was "scared of girls", I tried to explain that I was scared of "that girl", but maybe they were right.  I still am not right to this day!  I don’t do well with aggressive unattractive chicks, that’s why I tend to go off on them when they tell me I look like Kanye West.