And Back to the Bull...

      I wake this morning and call my brother, whom, last night I saw at Rhapsody, when going to meet Homegirl, whom I had not seen in a minute and was delighted to see!  Well I pull up and see this big jock looking dude talking to her, more had her cornered at the bar talking AT her.  Instantly, I think that it may be my brother that I always bitch about, maybe not on here, but have trust!  I try to get her to come out and meet me at my car, although she doesn't see, or understand what I was motioning for her to do.  I walk up and he is talking about my accident, which I really don't feel comfortable, him, talking about, as he makes it sound like I'm an invalid, drooling on myself and all!  I walk in the door and hear such, say something, nicely, to which he is like all lovey with me and all, as usual.  Then go to 412 to see my Boss/Homeboy Peter's band play, which was really good, I thought.  Come to find out later, they were excessively disappointed with their performance of the evening!  I also talked to one of my Homies last night and told him of this CDJ I was about to be receiving from Homeboy, who told me that it is is overpriced, crap.  A $650 piece of crap is not what I'm looking for, by any means!
     We leave the show, and go to one of the band mates house to kick it and parley.  That was all well and good and all, and I go home.  The morning sun shines, birds chirp, and I arise to find that my sweet precious Maui dog has eaten the side of the couch that had not been eaten yet, and a pillow.  I school her, then banish her to the back yard, for the entire day!  I then finally get up and call my loving Father, who tells me about how we need to talk about this and that, what my plans are and other things.  This turns out to be another talking that  doesn't go over too well!  He tried telling me that when he calls, he doesn't hear back for at least 3 days, he called yesterday morning whilst I was asleep!  However I endured the mental beat down, and then get off the phone, with an anger with such ascension.  I really need to make something happen , I can't be doing this junk the rest of my life!  I think I may do something with my life, hopefully!

La Di Dadi...Napoleon Bout To Bust Out!

    Hey there folk! Today, or actually late last night I was dubbed Napoleon as my DJ name.  More so my Homeboy, who is also my boss suggested it, as well had been talking to folk about it and they all agreed.  The funny thing about that is that when I was dubbed Nappy, my boss at Sticky Fingers had done that, so it's always my bosses that give me names like such.  Just my thoughts at the moment, Ba!
      Then I slept and woke late as all, cause I had told my friend/boss that I was taking the day off, in terms.  So I ate some cereal, like 4 different types mixed together, it was incredible as well as a great way to start off my day!  After my morning ritual, I went and kicked it with my Homegirl Nico and her roommates for a bit and watched "From Hell", the movie about Jack Ripper that had Johnny Depp in it.  I tried leaving before it was over, and Jessie told me to stay if I had not seen the end yet.  The end was crazy.  I will not speak of it, as I know that I hate it when people mess up a movie for me like so!
      Post movie, I went to Aretha's, in order to grab a bite to eat.  Ate the Philly Cheesesteak, Wrap, which was awesome!  Sat around, read the Enigma, shot the shile with folk, then I talked to Dan, who told me that he & Karliss were at Hair of the Dog.  I then paid up and proceeded there.  Upon arrival I had a drink, and talked with Karliss & Dan.  I left, thinking that I would be going to work tomorrow morning, however I have decided against that, seeing as my paycheck should be around a decent sum of money this week!  In making this decision, I get to update yens, so it's good...right?
     I leave Karliss & Dan to go home, which ends up being DBC on the way home, cause of work.  After a bit of being there I hear the door open, turn around and it's Karliss.  He says; "Thought you were going to bed.", with a smart tone.  Well, I obviously didn't and there I was till late.  We then decidew to go home, do so and then star talking, then my roommate gets home from class.  Now I'm tired and drunk and don't need to be typing stuff to y'all, so I'm out!  Peace!

The word of the day is...

Pimpnique - The style in which you manage your position, with uniqueness

So what About It?

Sorry Y'all!  I was going to write this whole catch up of everything that has been happening, but I'm so very tired from working all day  that I can't think to do so! But I'll leave you with this...

During the World War II, an American warship was attacked by
the Japanese. A torpedo was heading towards the ship and a
hit seemed inevitable. So the captain told the navigator to go
down to the crew quarters and tell a joke or something - at
least they would die laughing.

The navigator went down and said to the crew, "What would
you think if I could split the whole ship in two by hitting my dick
against the table?"

The crew burst laughing. So the navigator pulled his dick out
and whammed it on the table. Just when the dick hit the table,
a huge explosion tore the ship apart. The only survivors were
the captain and the navigator.

As they floated around in a lifeboat captain asked the navigator,
"Well, the crew really laughed. What did you do?" The
navigator told him.

The captain replied, "Well, you better be careful with that dick
of yours. The torpedo missed!"

Edwardo...

     Yeah, yesterday was pretty lame.  Not much happened, except the fact that I remembered how to match beats!!!  Nappy T's bout to bust out on some folk!  Let's see...I went to Dave's house at some point, ran around to a few peeps houses, talked about my sitch.  All I did after that was go right back home and spin records most of the night.  I think I'm gettin it back, I matched a few beats, I just gotta figure out when and what.  Its a process, I know, but one that I will perfect!  I feel so strongly about this, that I would even venture to say that I have never felt its equal!  That's about all I got for you.  Nappy T Out! 

Life's Good...

Things just keep on happening for ya boy, over here! I worked some stuff out to where I'll be getting a CDJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!! More to come...

Consider this a message to my Mellow in the front seat...

...of the Jeep pumpin' beats for your rump in the summertime, I'm rising to the shine at 12:20...  I just needed to get that off my chest real quick.  I got started writing today and that Title came to mind, then the rest, so you got...something.  Well, time to play catch up, since ya boy has not been so good about updates, but here we go...
     Sorry, I meant to post this last night, but Dan kidnapped me and took me to DBC.  So, I had set my alarm clock for 9 am, so that I could, actually hear it, awake, eat something, and get there on time.  Along with not having done any of these things, I wake up at somewhere's close to One in the afternoon.  I heard my phone ringing, so I then had to get up, locate the thing, and then try to answer it in time.  Well, it didn't happen either.  I converse my a couple of my Homies to see what was thinks about eating Brunch and where.  Well, instead I just go kick it at one of their spots for a bit, and come home to a Raje afternoon Brunch Delight, consisting of a very lite Spinach, Grapefruit and Apple Salad, with a Raspberry Walnut Vinaigrette and some Cinnamon Rasin Toast with a few Orange Slices on the side.  Much better than anything else I would have been able to summon!  I eat, and then one of my Homeboy's Daniel comes by the house to kick it, cause I told him of my tables and he wanted to come by and check them out, which was this instance.  He just throws together a mix that sounds good, and I had no idea that I had the music.  Basically, I just haven't' done a thing with it, where I should have been, but always had something else to do.
     Now mind you my Homboy Karliss stayed here the preceding night, and has been known to mix a record or 2 in his life as well, so he steps up to the plates, and makes it sound good as well!  This all gets me re-interested into the decks.  On another note, I miss Spaz!  I give Nico a ride to work, talk all about how I'm excited again.  In which she was pleased to hear, and told me to go home and get on the grind and figure it out.  I fully had planned on it, but stuff got in the way.  I went by my friend Chuck's house, cause it was such a beautiful day out, we decided to sit in his garage, which is huge, and we had the door open, and were watching this Mockingbird sit perched up on a Crepe Myrtle  mocking 100's of different birds.  We found it quite interesting.  We sit and talk about life, how we have been, my working situation, and just talk.
     Next I went to Aretha's, where I saw one of my friends I had talked to about having a beverage outside on a patio on this lovely day we were encountering.  There I encounter Dahkota, who is this dude that works there, a cool kid, but he gave me some lip about the hair I was sporting on my upper lip, thinking it was a trend-stache, to which I tell him to stuff it, in terms, and go along with my happy day.  From there I go to my Homie's house to kick it at his lawn party he was having for a bit, and then finally home to shower!
     I go to Rhapsody and see the folk down there, who, as always, was great to see.  Then receive a phone call telling me to return to the abode, as this guy was bringing some folk over.  Well I get there and the only person, besides his beautiful 20 year old girlfriend, was this old Red Bird Lady who used to run the O'Charlies in Hixson, or some crap.  Needless to say I was displeased with the outcome of the evening.  Well, the girl asks about one of my Homies, which startled me, cause I had talked to him earlier in the day, and he needed me to do him a favor, that I had totally spaced!  I run to the computer to see if he is on and he is, we talk, and you see he has been trying to sell this Jim-be Drum for sometime now, in order to pay a bill.  She was buying this drum, just had no idea how to get to his house.  Seeing as I was going there anyways, I figured she could come along.  My boy was down, but said not to bring anyone else, cause his place is tight!  Her boyfriend was not really so very down with this.  He tells me that if she's going then he is too.  I tell him of this message he had sent and that I was really just trying to do his girl a favor, and he could whatevs.  They get in a fight, more junk, relationship, yada, yada.
     We get to My Homies and chill for a bit, she gets the drum, and everyone's happy, but her guy, who is calling making sure we're alright and what not.  We kicked it for a bit, and then after a bit we left.  This dude calls me on the ride home!  I didn't answer, of course, and as we drive, she is silent most of the way.  Well we get home and I sat up on the tables until about 5 in the morning.