Undisclosed Location in Nashville, TN
The Killa enters with his spokeswomen. Both appear the worse for the wear. The Spokeswoman approaches the microphone.
Spokeswoman: The Killa will answer a few questions as usual. You there.
Reporter: Let’s cut to the chase. How are you holding up?
Killa: Well. My spirit is cool. Emotionally and mentally I’m doing a little better than this time last week. Financially I’m still in a pickle. But I’m still doing my thing….and such
Spokeswoman: Next question….in the back….
Reporter: I heard you came into a little money last night, can you tell us about that?
Killa: I’m glad you asked. Last Sunday I had a brilliant idea. I decided that I’d dress up for Halloween this year. Then I saw there was a costume party that had a cash prize for best costume so I said, what the hell, why not? I have no problem humiliating myself for financial gain. So with the help of a few friends I put together a BANG-UP costume. Ladies and gentlemen I WAS Tyrone Biggums. Long story short it came down to me and Lil John and I ended up winning. I did the voice and everything. I scratched my neck. I said, “My feet are strong.” I did the harlem shake. I won! Twenty bucks in my pocket. I felt like a kid on Christmas….I almost considered actually consumating the whole deal and getting some crack….just kidding…..but it was great! Made my year.
Reporter: Did you take pictures?
Killa: Why yes I did and whenever it is that I get my internet access back at home I will post them all for your viewing pleasure. Which reminds me. I don’t think I’ve ever been explicitly clear. I no longer have a residential phone line or internet access. I don’t know if I will before January.
Spokeswoman: Next question….on the left
Reporter: What about the immediate future?
Killa: Well I’m going to be making a very special guest appearance as myself at Morehouse’s homecoming this weekend. I plan to drink the Diva and others under the table. Then my sister Nina is coming up the next weekend with her friend Mia for TSU’s homecoming. Then I’ll be taking my exam and starting classes after much pussyfooting and delaying. And that’s as far into the future as I can see.
Spokeswoman: Last question….in front
Reporter: How bout those Sox?
Killa: Yeah that was pretty impressive. The thing I missed the most about not having internet access is the fact that I couldn’t read the Sports Guy’s entries as it was unfolding. Hopefully I’ll catch up today, since the Falcons are getting their asses handed to them by the Chiefs and the guy next to me has on a freaking Priest Holmes jersey. I’m pulling for an end to the curse in the World Series! Go Sox.
Spokeswoman: Well that’s all folks. Hopefully The Killa will get access to a computer sometime this week to keep you all informed. Until then keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
*****Edit*****
I added pictures from the Halloween Party to the gallery, thanks to OJ and Sunny D for their help in doing so!
October 24th, 2004 at 8:17 pm
yo, you are killin me with the niggas can’t act right at the movie theater, but can get together and do a dance ! funny as sh!t ! i’ma call u tho……for real
October 24th, 2004 at 11:29 pm
dog:
at my wedding, niggas gone be doing ALL the line dances. that’s what gets the weddings hype. man, one minute you doing a line dance, the next minute you in a closet in the back with a bridesmaid.
October 25th, 2004 at 2:11 pm
Cal,
It’s good to see you’re in better spirits, son. I am beyond ecstatic considering the BOSOX are 2-0 in the World Series. Just two more games! Well, take care of yourself.
From the BIg Apple,
Peace and One Love.
October 26th, 2004 at 10:52 am
Congrats on winning the costume contest. You look very much like Tyrone. You didn’t miss a beat with the attire and makeup.
October 27th, 2004 at 12:23 pm
What an innovative way to write a blog entry. Cool beans.
As for drinking TheDiva under the table, in the illustrious words of Atlanta’s own T.I. “Man, kick rocks!”
October 28th, 2004 at 2:21 pm
What self important hogwash.
November 3rd, 2004 at 1:59 pm
Look, I won’t bore you with the whole…”I was doing a search for C Miles and..” or “Look you don’t know me but…” as it is all immaterial, and as you note, small talk is pointless.
However there are a couple of points I have to address man to man. I was without a phoneline and perpetually late on rent all through law school. Sued, evicted, the whole nine. Grind it out, it will get better, and you will look back proudly on shit you accomplished despite (or because of) adversity. I only add my two cents because when I was grindin,’ I often thought I was all alone. You’re not alone cuz. We all did it. Hell, you might already know all this already.
But when I was where you are, I wished someone would have said the same thing to me back then.
Secondly, have no embarrassment about your pace. Those keeping count don’t really like you, and those who like you don’t really care as long as you’re happy.
Finally, having taken 2 bars (different states fortunately, not a retake), I respect the importance of finals and boards, but if the worst you could do is fail, and if failing doesn’t impeade your progress (i.e. flunk out), then always take the exam. You will always think you flunked. As a matter of fact, the only people who flunked the bar were those who thought they passed.
So far as being mentally or physically ready, trust me, you will feel much better once you have done it, one way or another. At least it will be one less thing to worry about.
Finally, as far as your drinking…we all did it in grad school. Far as I am concerned, there were only 3 food groups for school. Alcohol, tobacco and caffine, and I had many many many well balanced meals.