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Entries from May 2007

My city.

31 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[ Actually, just a small fraction of it. ]

SOCO District.

Plush Design Lab.

Breakin.

Alter Ego.

Soul.

Art.

Music.

Culture.

Real.

Raw.

Rough.

Community.

Ladies and gentlemen, that was a night in Downtown Fullerton.

 

Categories: everyday. life.

Memorial Day.

30 May, 2007 · 1 Comment

[ Church picnic at Oak Canyon Park. ]

Nature.

Cheese.

Phooey.

Perspective.

Bounce.

 

Categories: everyday. life.

Lather up.

30 May, 2007 · 1 Comment

[ Lather.one Barber Shop. OPENING SOON! ]

126 W. Commonwealth Ave. Fullerton.

Sweat.

Pencil.

and Tears.

Guess what goes here.

Outside.

Inside.

Break.

Trouble.

Looking back on a job well done.

 

Categories: everyday. life. · hard. work.

Quakes.

30 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[ the Rancho Cucamonga Quakes. ]

Check it.

Rally (thing).

Yes, the camera man.

Tremor.

Quiet. Noise.

Go Dodgers! I mean, Quakes.

Forget the dinosaur, check out that gold chain.

 

Categories: everyday. life.

Friday.

29 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[random happenings. ]

princeboys.

umm, architecture.

too cool, Yo.

Categories: everyday. life.

Creative commute.

29 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[ just another day. ]

the drive in.

the ride home.

and

the little things in between.

 

Categories: everyday. life.

*Stray cat.

25 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[ written the first week of 2007 ]

are two heads really better than one?
completely subjective. umm, objection
your honor, this is the journey of a stray cat.
dwelling in places you wouldn’t be caught at.

ever wonder what that man is writing
while he’s watching the world go by.
ever ponder the fact that he’s alone
while you’re busy planning your time.

everyone wants to live a different life.
but a day will come to question what’s right.
live by the knife. die by the thing you call “I”
what happens now? can i survive?

befriending everyone. and scaring a few.
alone is just a word when there’s everything to do.
only if they knew who lived in the skin of this cat.
dwelling in the shadows, where it’s straight black.

stray cat
that fuzzy ball that everyone ignores.
the sensitive animal that no one knows.
you think i’m alone. you got it all wrong.
in the rain, when the sun shines. i’m gone.

stray cat.
that’s me sleeping on the park bench, when
you barely peeped your eyes over the fence.
this life that im living and writing is hardly dence.
because i’m constantly striving for independence.

stray cat.
i lay my head to rest wherever i want.
i eat leftovers from the best restaurants.
i had company in my mother’s womb and
i’m not growing up to live in a convalescent home.

prepare your deceptions for a little disappointment.
beware of this stray cat because his mind is potent.

Hear it.

Categories: words. poetry.
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Rewind to March.

25 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[ a few hightlights i just found from March. ]

lucky charm.

mt. baldy

vegas.

“are you ready?”

the hash house a go go.

o-dog.

 

Categories: everyday. life.

Tribe, What?

25 May, 2007 · Leave a Comment

[Q-Tip has some very important questions here...]

Babies babble on, they lookin for excuses
Game for the buzzer who kicked it to the losers
Lame as a brain, could be, golly gee
If you see a shrink he’ll charge you a fee
If you see me ya see the fee is nothing
[Fee will be for patient] all that’s no fronting

What is a party if it doesn’t really rock?
What is a poet? All balls, no cock.
What is a war if it doesn’t have a general?
What’s channel nine if it doesn’t have Arsenio?
What is life if you don’t have fun?
What is a what if you ain’t got a gun?
What’s Ali without Shaheed Muhammad?
Nothing. [Calpekur] makes you vomit
What is a Quest if the players ain’t willing?
What is a pence if you don’t have a shilling?

Excuse me if I’m chillin, hey what, say what
What’s a fat man without food in his gut?
What’s a child birth, without the umbilical?
What’s United Parcel, without the deliverer?
What’s momma-san, without poppa-san?
What’s martial arts without Daniel-San?
What’s Rasheed without Tonya, Tamika?
What’s orange juice and Doug E. Doug without Shaniqua?
Not a not a not a, not a damn thing
What’s Duke Ellington without that swing?

What’s Alex Haley if it doesn’t have roots?
What’s a weekend if you ain’t knockin boots?
What’s a black nation, without black unity?
What is a child who doesn’t know pubery?
What is my label when I exit boom status?
What’s menage-a-tois, or, that is
What is sex when you have three people?
What are laws if they ain’t fair and equal?
What’s Clark Kent without a telephone booth?
What is a liquor if it ain’t 80 proof?
What are the youth if they ain’t rebellin?
What’s Ralph Cramden, if he ain’t yellin
at Ed Norton, what is coke snortin?
What is position if there is no contortin?
What is hip-hop if it doesn’t have violence?
Chill for a minute, Doug E. Fresh said silence

What is a glock if you don’t have a clip?
What’s a lollipop without the Good Ship?
What’s S&M if you don’t have chains?
What’s a con artist if he doesn’t have brains?
What’s America without greed and glamour?
What’s an MC if he doesn’t have stamina?
What’s music fractured without Mr. Walt?
What’s Trugoy without a phrase called torte?
What’s Kris Lighty if he wasn’t such a baby?
What is a woman if she didn’t say maybe?
Baby laid down, I removed the frown
What would be my penal cord if it wasn’t brown?

What is a paper without a president?
What is a compound without a element?
What is a jam if you don’t spike the punch?
Was it Bruce Lee if you don’t like brunch?
Oooh ooh, it’s like that you keep goin
Freak freak y’all cause you know that we showin
What to go what to go what to go what to go what
to go what to go what to go what to go WHAT!

Categories: words. poetry.

Getting dirty.

22 May, 2007 · 1 Comment

[ a weekend getaway in Big Bear. refresh. renew. retreat. ]

Pine Knot. at the base of Snow Summit.

The lake from the top of Castle Rock trail.

Little warriors.

Lorinda and Scotty.

Beavis and Butthead.

Monkeys.

Lunch.

Wholeshot.

The future.

Rode 22 miles saturday morning. Rode 22 miles sunday morning.
1 heart attack monday morning.

Snow Summit without snow.

Pros.

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