Hell-Yes Jes

rock the bells

2009-08-14T12:37:00.000-07:00

This past Sunday, I got my bells rocked. Simple as that. Once inside the venue, there was a pink flyer saying that Common wasn't going to be performing due to some unexpected conflict, or some shit. Womp! I've seen 'em a few years ago, but it would've been nice to see him again. Anyway, we killed some time, walking around the venue, getting our drinking-bracelets & pickin' up swag. I got my hands on a Rock the Bells tee, duh, as well as a Dilla shirt. My friend Patrick went all out like a girl & bought an entire wardrobe from all the vendors there; better thank him for those dollas you made. Meanwhile, it was hot as hell! I'm so sinserious. I was having such a great hair-day & it all ended when the sun started beaming on my already-brown-ass.

The first set we caught was Tech N9ne; the dude is a dope emcee & has a great stage presence, but I'm still not a fan. His shit doesn't move me. However, acts that did were: Slick Rick (who was a surprise appearance!), Reflection Eternal (also known as Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek), The Roots, Raekwon, Big Boi (from Outkast), Nas, Damian Marley, & of course, good ol' Slum Village. I was a bit bummed that I missed Ice-Cube & Busta Rhymes, but their sets conflicted with Raekwon & Slum Village, who were on a side stage? Wtf. But, anyway. The only disappointing act I saw was fkn House of Pain. You know, those guys that do that "Jump Around" song? Total garbage. I remember tweeting: Who the fk is this on stage? Get me outta here with yr weak ass beats & rhymes. Can't even understand wtf you're sayin. Real talk.

The main reason why I even went to Rock the Bells this year:

I swear, I was on cloud nine during their entire set. Reppin' the SV -- RIP Dilla & Baatin.

The legendary, Slick Rick.

Raekwon ripped it.

Reflection Eternal; this was mad refreshing to see.

Like I mentioned, the only reason why I even bought a ticket to this year's Rock the Bells was for Slum Village. Although it was bittersweet seeing only Elzhi & T3, they put on a great show & I'm glad I was able to witness it. I swear, someone in the crowd said they had already gone on (the set-times were all whacked) & it was as if I had just had my heartbroken. I'm not even playing. I wanted to deck the guy that said that cos he nearly made me cry. But then I saw Hi-Tek get on stage & I remembered he was DJ'ing for SV. Total relief.

So, uploading/resizing all the photos was quite the hassle. If you'd like, check 'em out; they're all up on flickr.

dahmer

2009-08-14T11:48:00.000-07:00

Last night on IFC, they were showing a ton of serial killer movies. I caught the last half of the "Ed Gein" one, & did not think to change the channel when I saw that "Dahmer" was next. I don't know all the details behind which certain serial killers are known for, so I considered last night to be quite the learning experience.

The movie was insane; it's not gruesome as far as blood & guts go, but the inner workings of Dahmer's mind are well-portrayed. When I was a little girl, things like monsters never scared me. It was always witches (like that black magic stuff), kidnappers, rapists, puppy-kickers & yes, serial killers. I must have forgotten cos just a few hours after the movie ended & I fell asleep, I woke up in a cold sweat from a nightmare of a serial killer-esque cholo (lol, I know right?) who apparently lived next door to me at our old house on Julia Ave.

Best thing to come out of watching the movie though, was Jeremy Renner. He's absolutely gorgeous & during the movie when he was walking around in jeans & his button-down shirt open... ooooh lawd, help me. Definitely Hell-Yes approved.

first kiss

2009-08-13T22:26:00.000-07:00

I wish my first kiss was as epic as this. Instead, it was in kindergarten, under the orange slide at recess with a boy named Matthew. We then became boyfriend & girlfriend. A week later during circle time, I saw the red elastic to his Ninja Turtles underwear as he sat in front of me & broke up with him before lunch.

Who was your first kiss?

down with the original skeez

2009-08-13T22:10:00.001-07:00

Alright, so there's this new artist out by the name of Amanda Blank. I've never heard of her before til this past week & after listening to this song, I'm not surprised. Don't get me wrong, the broad is cute, but her "Might Like You Better" song rubs me in all the wrong ways. I can't get jiggy to this shit. For those musically challenged, that might like you better if we slept together phrase was coined by an 80's group called Romeo Void, from their "Never Say Never" track. I just think if she was gonna rip off a really good jam, she oughta do it some justice. I have yet to listen to the rest of Amanda Blank's music; I just hope it's not as disappointing as this.

vs.

For me, it's no contest. Without a doubt, you could find me in a club dancing away to some Romeo Void over this Amanda broad's track. I'm sorry kids, that song (at least) ain't worth the hype.

gimmie

2009-08-13T11:54:00.000-07:00

Air Jordan is coming out with their VII version of the kick that Michael Jordan sported during the 92′ Olympics. I gots to have these!

mayer hawthorne - "maybe so, maybe no"

2009-08-10T11:23:00.000-07:00

New video from Detroit's very own, Mayer Hawthorne.
If ya'll ain't listening, ya'll are sleeping!
Hawthorne's "A Strange Arrangement" drops this Fall.

luke perry

2009-08-08T23:40:00.000-07:00

Ever since I could remember, I've had a crush on Luke Perry. I was way too young to ever grasp the harsh realities of what was going on in "90120", but I always looked for Dylan... & with every kiss or touch he gave to some other hussy, a bit of me ached. Growing up, I've still kept him in the back of my mind as my hugest celebrity crush - yes, over JC Chasez & even over Johnny Depp. I also named my car after him, which I still drive today. Luke. Don't judge me. You know how hot it sounds to say, "I'm gonna go wash Luke," or, "Yeah, I just waxed Luke"? You couldn't even imagine!

Even til this day, the man is still gorgeous as hell. I tried to get into some show he was on through HBO awhile back, but he didn't make enough cameos for my liking. Womp womp. My point is, I'm still infatuated & I'd still let him cop a feel. Luke Perry definitely gets a Hell-Yes stamp of approval!

So, for those of you who watched "90210" know that Dylan was with both Brenda & Kelly back in the old episodes. My question is: Who did you prefer Dylan with most? Brenda or Kelly?

I always preferred Brenda cos she was a brunette, thus making myself more likely to have a chance. Whatever.

& yet... this shit still killed me.

bad habits

2009-08-07T08:42:00.000-07:00

the new video for Maxwell's "Bad Habits";
he makes me wanna cupcake hard.

how to get over a guy

2009-08-05T01:29:00.000-07:00

I remember sleepless nights, puffy eyed “I’m OK”’s, & the lack of appetite. I blame him, him, & him, too. Actually, I only give one guy credit for truly breaking my heart; the rest kind of just brushed on by. You know when you’d fall as a kid & only scraped your knee & the skin was all rugged looking, but it wasn’t enough to draw blood? Yeah, the rest did that to me. Regardless, it still hurts & that pain lingers until we’re completely over it.

Unfortunately, some of you ladies like to hold onto that ache like some kind of sadistic souvenir. You’ll talk the situation to fuckin’ death & find any & every reason to bring up the last jerk that told you to kick rocks. Questions like, “Why didn’t he love me? What’s wrong with me? Is it really over?” begin to drown out any bit of sense you’ve ever had in that head of yours, while your friends are shaking their heads & getting tired of telling you the same damn ol’ thing. So, on behalf of those amazing friends you have who don’t have the guts to tell you that they’re sick of hearing you babble on about a relationship (if it was even considered to be that!) that ended over 6 months ago as if it just happened yesterday: GET OVER IT. LET IT GO. MOVE ON.

Here’s a list I’ve compiled on how to get over an ex-boyfriend, or even just a guy you were crushing on, but then he flipped the whackness-card on you:

Cry: don’t be such a hard ass. You have a vagina, thus making it perfectly ok for you to cry. Yes, even someone as stubborn as me cries over guys. Who cares?

Mope/don’t comb your hair/wear sweats: You’re mourning the loss of something big, whether that be your love, pride, virginity, dignity, whatever… you’re entitled to feel sorry for yourself & get away with looking like total shit for a few days.

Eat a pint of ice-cream/watch sappy romance flicks: Nothing says “I’ve been dumped” more than sitting alone on a couch, or in bed, with a pint of Ben & Jerrys while watching “The Notebook”. It’s a plus if you can’t finish the movie cos you’re too congested from crying, trust me.

Remove everything that reminds you of him: Don’t bust a Tai from “Clueless” & burn everything. Better yet, just put it away in a box & place it in the garage, or in the back of your closet – anywhere, as long as it’s out of sight. I suggest not burning these things cos once you’re over it, you may want to look back on the positive aspects of the relationship & you’ll regret not saving them. Again, trust me.

A Heartbreak Playlist: This goes hand-in-hand with the whole feeling-sorry-for-yourself concept. Sometimes it’s comforting to hear others going through the same thing; misery loves company. Besides, whatever can make you cry is a good thing.

Vent: This can be done in several ways, if not all. Confide in a close friend in how you’re feeling; you may also gain some perspective on the situation. Also, it may be wise to invest in a journal/blog/recording device to get these thoughts out as well cos your friend(s) aren’t gonna wanna hear this shit 24/7. Sad, but true.

Ok, so that’s a list I’d typically abide by in a month-span if my heart had just been broken. If you’re doing any of these things past five weeks, you’ve got to let it the fuck go. Seriously; he isn’t coming back & you really need to start getting it together before the ice-cream takes its toll on those thighs of yours.

Exercise: Any kind of physical exercise is a definite must! It works wonders for your recently just shattered self-esteem & also burns off all that ice-cream & junk food you ate during your mourning phase.

Watch films/listen to music that empowers women! Just don’t burn your bra & please continue to shave your legs & underarms.

Get back into the social scene: This doesn’t mean sleep with any damn thing that has a pulse, either! It means, go out & have fun with your friends. Catch a movie, grab some coffee, meet up for dinner, smoke a bowl, I don’t know… just sayin!

Pamper yourself: Nothing says “I’m almost over it,” than a new handbag, haircut, shoes, or even just a facial.

This process should really take longer than the first, seeing as how you’re still working on yourself, which is most important. Never worry about how the other person is feeling. Instead, worry about how you’re going to get back up & make yourself a better person because of the situation. With time, you’ll be able to get a full night’s sleep, get stupid drunk without embarrassing yourself by sending him pathetic texts, & hey, even start checking out other guys! It’s a beautiful thang once you realize that you’re officially over the asshole that missed out on a such a good catch.

Ladies, remember that it’s ok to cry, really, it is. In fact, it’s required. Just don’t be the type of girl who mopes about this kind of stuff months after the relationship has ended. Or even worse, the girl that tries to get into a new relationship but can’t enjoy it cos she’s still hung up on her ex. It’s mad annoying. Another important concept to keep in mind is: don’t take your past out on your future! That’s right, I said it. Just because the last guy hurt you doesn’t mean the next guy will (& if he does, my bad – better luck next time). I’m sick of hearing women talk about how all guys are dogs; take a look at yourself girl! What are YOU doing wrong?

If you took offense to any of this, chances are, it’s gonna take you a damn year to get over it, also. Oops. So um, can I still hit it on the weekends?

* * Hell-Yes Jes does not condone any sort of skeezy ass endeavors (promiscuity & the spreading of STDs), especially in the event of getting over anyone. It is foul.* *

rest in peace, baatin

2009-08-01T10:54:00.000-07:00

Just found out that Baatin of Slum Village passed away. It's a crazy thing, seeing as how I was just going on the other day about how Slum Village is one of my all-time favorite hip-hop groups; Baatin definitely was a creative force behind those tracks. It's another sad day for music, especially in the hip-hop world. This summer's definitely taken its toll on a lot of us; way too many losses. We really need to take a step back & count our blessings, seriously.

What also saddens me is that based off a couple of articles, Baatin finally agreed to reunite with the group just earlier this week. I've been amped since May when I got my Rock the Bells ticket, Slum Village being the main reason why I'm even going... & now? It's gonna be bittersweet, but I know we're gonna celebrate both him & Dilla & that's the way it should be. Always.

Slum Village "Reunion"
the last verse of this track hurts more than it ever has before

Yo Tin kill'n em, 3 kill'n 'em
You thought we broke up & ya you rite we really did
I wrote a verse that I recited it was hot
But I had to rewrite cuz I thought we was united & we not
But though all the love that I got for you
Partner I picked apart ya words & I'm shocked in them interviews
Of been accused of not caring
When the city threw your furniture out
It's not fair when I'm learnin about
How stress you fell in a article
Forget a rhyme I'm just as real when I talk to you
& you know that we share Kodak moments
I wish we could go back
But don't act like you wasn't bug'n out like a phone tap
Chase'n cars in the street
I saw you throw a part in the sink
Then after hit the bar for a drink who asked you to slow down?
Even though niggas told me you was gon' clown
But I tried you didn't know I cried
when I saw you wildin at the State Theater
Near the door by the side
Throw you in the trunk & find a preacher for you
Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you
Sink'n fast in the deepest soil
Ya parents finally got you some help
You came out seeming normal &
I heard you on medication
Had a illness you couldn't heal with herbs & meditation
& believe me; Me and T3 kept it low
Don't take this as a dis this is just to let you kno that I love ya
But watch the company you keep
Swearing niggas don't care, but they love you in the streets
Get ya mind right nigga...

Rest in Peace, Baatin.
You're already missed.

gravity can't hold us down, baby

2009-07-31T22:12:00.000-07:00

I just wanna go on record to say that Stacy Epps is one bad ass female. I've been aware of her voice since that "Eye" track off Madvillain's album, but shame on me for never looking into her solo stuff sooner. I swear, I needa stop sleepin on these things!

I spent the past couple of hours going through her songs, falling in love, & wanting to do some mad cupcaking. No joke. The song that had me swoonin the hardest was that "Skin Play" one; don't know if it's cos Dilla produced it, or cos Madlib's on it... or all of that & Stacy's voice combined. I'm gonna aim for the last one. All in all, she's absolutely amazing & has so much talent. I'm thinkin' of having some of her songs play in the background the day I decide to pro-create... Just sayin' tho.

throwin' some wu over some dilla

2009-07-31T13:17:00.000-07:00

big ups to www.rappcats.com for the knowledge.

um...?

2009-07-29T23:52:00.000-07:00

cos we could all use a little thug passion in our lives.

nsync & that "special tingle"

2009-07-27T18:05:00.000-07:00

It all started when I was about 11 or 12 years old. I was collecting magazine cut outs & plastering my walls with the faces of five white boys. I'd fall asleep listening to their self-titled album every night, becoming more & more infatuated with JC Chasez. I secretly crushed on Justin Timberlake also, but refused to admit it cos that was my cousin Nicole's man. I remember when I first saw them in concert; they were touring for their "No Strings Attached" album. Long story short: That night, I wrote on the tag of my prepubescent undies "J.C." & declared those my special panties. I've done some crazy shit for the band; from decorating a semi-truck for a contest, to waking up at the crack of dawn/skipping class to record special live appearances on tv, to getting my CompuServe internet account suspended for 48hours for sending out my own Nsync Newsletter via email to over 500 subscribers. Aside from all of that (& then some), you'd often find me at age 13, talking mad shit to Backstreet Boy fans. Still till this day, Nsync holds a spot in my heart & I'm down to back my boys (or, men?!) up no matter what. I dare you to step to me & say BSB was better!

In the 8th grade, my cousin & I used to sometimes eat lunch inside this one teacher's classroom cos he'd let us watch our Nsync VHS's & one day, this group of beaner BSB fans (I'm brown, I can say that shit!) came inside & started to talk hella smack. Needless to say, we copped an attitude & were kicked out of the classroom. I'd like to think we took the term "teenybopper" to a whole new level.

Please refer to "Everything I Own" for an example of how deep this fool's voice was @ 2:49!

But in all honesty, the Backstreet Boys need to cut it out. I heard they just recently released a new single & that mess sounds like a bad house song -- too many synthesizers! Oh, & there's only four of them now? Kevin probably died of old age or something, who the hell knows.

When Nsync decides to reunite, you bet your dollar me & my prepubescent panties will be there! Don't get it twisted.

women: what we hate & love about men.

2009-07-25T15:00:00.000-07:00

I was a little disappointed in some of the feedback I got, seeing as how when the guys were mouthin' off a few weeks ago, these hussies were all amped talkin' about how they can't wait til it's their turn. Then when it was, ya'll got scared. Quit frontin! Anyway, to the ladies that did participate, thank you oh-so much! It actually turned out for the best since we all practically wrote novels. Whatever, though. Let's get on with it...

A friend of mine who participated in the male perspective piece, said it best when he mentioned that this was a little difficult cos it felt like he was going based off his ex’s. I'm gonna have to agree on that.

It's Not Me, It's You:

YESENIA: I hate that they won’t say much or nothing at all when we want a specific answer. One word answers seem to be more than enough for them, but actually give me reason to believe they don’t care. We’re not mind readers; if we were we probably wouldn’t be so friggin’ inquisitive. The obvious (but unfortunately to some girls not really): I dislike guys who will tell you who not to hang out with & classify themselves as not a type that would hang out with your kind of friends. I dislike guys who are beyond stingy; there’s a fine line between mutual spending, cos trust me I would love to take the guy out too & make him feel special. If you’re cocky, like to talk about yourself even if you do it indirectly, THINK you have an awesome sense of humor by making fun of others, but only forces out a nervous yet pathetic giggle, you don’t float this girl’s boat. Guys who brag about not having the time to read books or saying school sucks or not supportive of your girl who wants to go to school, you are not a person I would consider impressive. Guys who think are too cool for dancing & all they want to do is stand at the bar & drink the night away, why did we come out in the first place?? Being ignored i.e. texts, calls, or even in person (damnnn itttt), when all we wanna do is just talk about how your day went. CLICHÉ: hate that the same person who could make me smile could make me cry like no otha’…Hmmm okay, nuff said…I could bash on guys all day long if I wanted & I know you guys could do the same about us. Lol.

DIANA: I hate it when a guy wants to vent & is asking for advice, but then doesn't want to hear it. I hate that a guy assumes that you'll do anything to make his family like you even if it means losing your respect. Don't think so buddy. I have way too much respect for myself to have anyone put me down. I hate it when a guy doesn't want to talk things out & assumes that all is well the morning after. I'm still mad if the argument didn't end with a solution or a solution in progress even if we fell asleep! I'm not a mind reader & don't know what you’re planning to do! I hate it when guys sugar coat things because they think it's going to hurt your feelings. I get into a lot of trouble for speaking my mind, but be raw with me, give me a disclaimer if you think I'll get offended. Why would you label me based on my thoughts? Don't my actions count? I hate it when I tell a guy what I like during sex & he won't even try it because he doesn't like it!!! I do a lot of things that I don't like, but I know that you love it so I do it to make you happy! This should be reciprocated! I hate when a guy acts like he doesn't want it, but you can feel the ragging hard-on in his pants. I hate it when a guy won't give you straight answers after he's caught in a lie. 'fess up buddy, it'll be much better on you. I hate it when a guy is all over you if another guy shows interest in you, but if another girl is around he'll keep his distance from you. That just makes us girls look jealous trying to do the same thing you guys do to us when competition is around. I hate it when guys dismiss your concerns & pass it off as envy/jealousy. She's constantly trying to be alone with you & you’re telling me she doesn't like you? Come the f on!!! I hate it when guys know your waiting up for them for sex & they come home piss drunk. I hate it when a guy turns sex into their terms, but expect us to still seduce them & want to have it. I'll seduce you & genuinely want it all over me if there are no terms or limitations to our encounters. Sex is supposed to be fun, funny, great, stress relieving, pleasurable, loving, freeing, & exciting.

DANIELA: The only thing I can say I reaaally hate about men, is the way they make us cry, & A LOT. Yet we can still love them all at the same time, even if they never come back to make it all better. That's all bad… I also hate that men tend to think women are more complicated than we seem, but we're really not. P.S. Flowers fix anything.

MY PERSPECTIVE: I absolutely cannot stand a man’s need to be macho & to constantly be right. I hate the way some manipulate situations, refuse to listen & prefer to play the damn victim. I hate how they wanna be babied when they’re sick, yet when we are, we’re still expected to carry on with normal every-day tasks. It definitely doesn’t fly right with me when they wanna be called “daddy” – WTF! Ooh, & even when they try & act like your dad, sayin’ shit like, “You need to fix your attitude,” – boy needs to quit frontin’ before I tell my real dad. I hate when guys are complete pushovers; it’s ok to disagree with me, just don’t be a jerk about it. Asking your girl if you’re better than her last isn’t cute, either. Get it together, men! We’re gonna lie! I especially hate it when they don’t wanna talk things out & are ok with awkward tension, but when we flip the script & refuse to talk, they bitch about “feelings”. I hate when my thoughts/opinions are belittled, when acts of love go unnoticed & the fact that they’re ok with treating their parents like crap, especially in front of me. I hate when they wanna cuddle when it’s hot as hell in the room & get all butt-hurt when I kindly ask them to stop. I hate when a man thinks he can buy a woman’s love (if it worked before, that’s cos she was a skeezy ass broad). I also hate when a man doesn’t take care of his appearance; I’m not saying he’s gotta have the latest J’s & take longer than me to get ready – but don’t wear stained shit! Wash your clothes! Have more than two pairs of jeans, clean your shoes & get your hair lined up, man. I can’t mess with a guy who has drama (psycho exes, addictions – alcohol, drugs, gambling, etc.). Alas, a man with whack taste in music, lack of motivation/creativity & whose only goal in life is to get fucked up every weekend isn’t makin me high like Toni Braxton.

Givin' Some Love:

YESENIA: I love how when he gives me a hug his body is big enough to “protect” me; almost like when human hands cup a baby bird in their hands. I love how he makes the effort to dance to Spanish music even though he admits he can’t do it the right way lol. LOVE that he kisses me on the forehead at random times, i.e. when watching t.v. or hanging out with his friends. Love if they can carry a conversation; talk about politics, history, chisme haha, & over all give an intellectual outlook on how they see things… basically give more than just a “uh huh & oh yea? & I know, right?” Guys who listen, to say the least. I love how when they look into your eyes & smile; everything at the moment in time is perfect, okay, & pleasant…they have that effect. Love a guy who can be a big dork, nerd at any time of the day, not caring about what others might think. I love how they surprise you with things that make me think I could have never thought of. I love how he can express himself like any other girl would want him to; admit that he was hurting when she did that or neglected to appreciate this or that. Love a guy who is not afraid to communicate; someone who can set their pride aside. I love a guy who gets along with my family (of course, who doesn’t lol) & makes the effort to speak Spanish if he has trouble doing so lol…especially to my mom. I love a guy who won’t spoil me; yep I don’t dig that stuff.

DIANA: I love it when a guy pulls my hair in a sexy way. I love it when a guy sends me unexpected messages during the day or calls. Makes me feel special knowing that you thought about me & took the time to communicate that you miss me. I love it when a guy goes shopping & brings me back something, even if it's a box of my favorite cereal! I love it when a guy displays his love for me in public. I love it when a guy treats me like a queen around a bunch of princesses begging for his attention. I love it when he tells me what to do, it's so refreshing to this independent woman. I love it when a guy lets his guard down & won't take advantage when he knows that you're vulnerable. I love it when a guy goes on midnight trips to see me or bring me what I crave. I love it when a guy gives you a handwritten letter. I love it when a guy is open minded to try new things even if it means hiking for hours drenched in sweat. I love it when a guy misses a day at work to hang out with me, even if it's only for a couple of hours. I love it when a guy gives me a drag of their cigarette or a sip of their drink. I love it when a guy proposes without saying a word! I love it when a guy worries about looking good next to me if I'm all dolled up! I love it when a guy sucks in his gut when I'm around. I love it when a guy trusts you so much that he lets me put a razor to his balls! I love it when a guy has the same allergies to scents as I do. I love it when a guy lets his hair grow long for me. I love it when a guy pierces my soul with a loving stare while he's singing to me. I love it when a guy shows me he's passionate about something, even if it's just head banging to death metal. I love it when a guy makes dinner for me. I love it when a guy takes the initiative & makes plans for future events, even if only to go grocery shopping. I love it when a guy surprises me with flowers, doesn't matter what kind or from where you got them. I love it when a guy is enthusiastic about having sex before we get naked. I love it when a guy tells me & makes me believe I'm hotter than his celebrity crush. When he showers me with compliments & tells the whole world every chance he gets that he's truly madly in love with me without seeming a tad mad. I love it when a guy tries to learn my hobby in order to spend more time with me. I love it when a guy uses me as his muse. I love it when a guy dips me.

DANIELA: If a guy walks past me [an approachable one at least lol] & his cologne isn't lingering in the wind as he walks by, FAIL. I love love love it to the millionth degree when I can still smell him even when he's gone... i.e. pillow, sweater, my hair. The kisses on the forehead are always adorable. I think I can go on & on for days about what I like. I especially love when just as we think the world starts to crumble on us they can make it all better by saying, "Everything's gonna be okay". I love a guy that is taller than me; why? Not only do I want my kids taller, but I also love looking up at you. I love a guy that doesn't forget about the little things because that's what counts the most. Open our doors, simple texts, flowers, etc... I really could care less if you buy me a coach purse, I got my own don't even trip. Even watching the biggest thunder & lightning storm in the middle of no where as you hold us is the best. Quieres mas? I love a guy that can tell me how he really feels, yes even if [you] cry. I'd rather have a crier than an insensitive person that just buys me a diamond necklace then bounces. Fail for sure. & I'll admit, nice guys do finish last. On a final note, if you treat me like a queen I will without a doubt treat you like a king.

MY PERSPECTIVE: I love the smell of a man’s cologne, as long as it ain’t musky. I love the way they try to protect us ladies from harm, but at the same time, allow us to remain independent. I definitely get weak in the knees if a guy gets a rush out of all things musical: live music, diggin’ in crates at record stores, makin me mix CD’s, talking about music without being cocky, & if he does music, that’s cool, too but it ain’t required. What most definitely might be required is when he knows how to use music to make me swoon (many ways). I love when a guy lets me vent after a bad day & only interrupts to hold me, or side with me, “What a douche!” etc. I love when they can joke around with me & talk smack, but also know when to be serious… When he’ll watch a bougie ass chick-flick with me & instead of laughing when tears start to form in my eyes, he’ll comfort me. I love that I'm the first person he wants to tell when something life-changing happens. I love a guy with childlike wonder; when he calls or texts just to say he heard or saw something that reminded him of me... even if it's four in the morning; when he knows how to love without being told. I love a guy who’s level-headed, goal orientated, educated, optimistic (I’m immediately turned off by a Negative Nancy) & let’s me chill in his t-shirts. I love when he lets me pay, sometimes. I love when he can rock that rugged/unshaven look from time to time cos he knows it drives me wild. I love how some guys have this total relaxed-vibe about ‘em without even trying. Creative/family –orientated guys are a definite win in my heart; if you refuse to comprehend the importance of family, then you got to go! I love when a man has sincerity; when they’re able to teach me something new/prove me wrong without coming off like a jerk.

a rush of music to the heart is more like it

2009-07-25T12:43:00.001-07:00

The main reason why my friends & I drove down to the LA area last weekend was to witness the magic that is Coldplay live. (Insanely thankful to our friend Choza for hookin it up with the tickets; I love you!) So, after waiting in a long line to get inside the venue in Irvine, & hiking up a huge ass hill toward the lawn area - we were ready. The opening acts were alright, but the girls & I were a bit distracted puttin people around us on blast. It's just what we do. Not to mention, I was coming down with somethin due to the weather change?! But when Coldplay took the stage, shoooooot! I was done for.
How did I manage to score such close photos of the band when we were posted up in the lawn area? Yeah, the band decided to blow my fuckin mind & do a few songs in our area. We were literally like 5ft away from them. Insert extreme teenybopper-esque squeals here, plz.

Did I mention they covered "Billie Jean"?
Amazing is such an understatement for this band & what they give live.

hollywood blvd.

2009-07-22T21:15:00.000-07:00

Just a taste of what went down this past weekend in LA.

on blast!

2009-07-22T20:18:00.000-07:00

LOL! Best thing I've seen all day!
Rumpshakaaa!

superhead is at it again!

2009-07-21T19:15:00.000-07:00

Alright, I'm guilty. I just finished reading this broad's Confessions of a Video Vixen book a little over a week ago, & boyyyy, was it entertaining! I admit I enjoyed the juicy, but foul details of all her sleazy encounters with the biggest rap stars. Yet, this new book she just put out... girl needs to quit! Karrine Steffans' new book has got her givin' the ladies advice on how to find, seduce & keep a man. Um, so I assume this is next to the Oral Sex for Dummies guide, right?!

A little FYI, Superhead:
I don't need advice on love from a ho, but thanks bb!

(She's talking about Ja-Rule.)

nuclear evolution: the age of love

2009-07-21T18:26:00.001-07:00

So, I had the pleasure of picking this up at Amoeba while wandering aimlessly through the streets of Hollywood.Sa-Ra Creative Partners "Nuclear Evolution: The Age of Love" is two-discs & one of the greatest albums I've heard all summer (along with Maxwell's). The beats are smooth as hell, incorporating funk, hip-hop & a touch of r&b. I tried to listen to this in the car once leaving, but I needed some alone time with it. With all unheard before music, it is imperative that I listen to each & every song several times in silence with both my mind, ears, & heart. Mission accomplished, Sa-Ra, you've done it again: I've fallen.

Reccommended Tracks:
"Melodee N'mynor", "I Swear", "He Say She Say", "Gemini's Rising", "My Star", "Can I Get You Hi?", "Death of A Star (Supernova)", & "Powder Bump".

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pink dollaz

2009-07-21T18:05:00.000-07:00

While drivin' back from a Peruvian dinner with some amazing company on Saturday night, we were tuned into LA's 102.3 KJLH. In the midst of all the throwback jams, they premiered this song "Don't Need No" by an all-female group called Pink Dollaz. Without a doubt, heads were bobbin' & chests were poppin' to the beat. Question of the night: Why don't we have any stations like this up in the central coast? I really don't know.

Pink Dollaz - Don't Need No.mp3

salinas rodeo; yay or nay?

2009-07-15T19:22:00.000-07:00

Aside from Salinas' rising homicide count due to gang violence & the literary history with John Steinbeck, California's central coast valley takes pride in their annual Rodeo. No joke; this thing is so huge that they dedicate an entire week to it, hence the title "Big Week". The seven days entail parades, bull-riding contests, cowboy poetry (wtf rly?), a carnival where the most ignant & thuggish come out & then some. Not to mention, there's a rumor going around that this year's carnival has a ride from Michael Jackson's Neverland. (Not sure if I believe that one, Salinas.)

I don't intend to be a Negative Nancy, but this annual city-event just does not agree with me. I've gone several times & yet, still have found no sort of interest in men wearing Wranglers & cowboy hats, let alone the ambiance of horse shit & roping cattle. It aint cute, nor is it animal-friendly. A few years later, I decided to give the Salinas Rodeo another shot being that I was older & able to participate in such drinking endeavors... the whole thing was just as bougie as before.

However, props to the Salinas Rodeo for being the one positive thing the residents look forward to each year. I'm just glad I won't be in the zipcode this weekend. Yee-haw!

California Rodeo be Twittin' too!
"Big Week" Shenanigans

heartbreak drake pt. 2

2009-07-12T21:52:00.000-07:00

Copped this album earlier today & have been on it ever since! I love me some Drake, way back to when that fool played Jimmy.

Recommended Tracks:
"Take You Down" (absolute favorite; mad vulgar!), "Digital Girl", "Something", "Invented Sex", "Successful", "Slow It Down" &... shit, just get the damn thang!

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men: what they hate & love about women.

2009-07-11T20:17:00.000-07:00

First off, I'd like to thank all the guys involved in this piece. A lot of 'em caught me off guard, especially with what they loved -- I hope it wasn't a front, men! As far as what they hate... I ain't mad'atcha. Ladies, you shouldn't be either cos ya'll know it's true! But no worries, I'm gonna give you a chance to speak your minds, too. & with that said, let's go ahead & dive into it:

HATIN' 101:

CHRIS: I absolutely hate the lies & deceit that come from some of the things they say. Some of them have no problem lying to someone to get what they want. I think if a girl was honest, & didn't do stuff they shouldn't be doing, I could easily be attracted to them on a completely different level. To be quite honest, this can be said about guys.

ALLEN: I hate if a girl has bad breath or if she smells... peace out. When a girl is all lazy & comfortable with where she's at. Shy girls who don't really have anything to say, simple girls who don't have opinions, when you girls watch TV that lowers your IQ. IE: "The Hills", "TMZ", & reality TV in general. I also hate girls' attitudes. Don't roll yo eyes that hard or you gonna fall asleep on me. Hairy skin & ugly toes & when girls give you that bullshit silent treatment.

BRAD: What do I hate? Underlying tension from "that time of the month" - & praying I'll make it through ALIVE! I don't know if I'll be able to explain this correctly or easily but, the fact that you must always be cautious when approaching a situation (at work/etc) with a female because of the risk of "un-fair/sexism/harrassment/etc." For when some females are angry they are on a mission to destroy & they can seriously fuck up a career!

CHOZA: I hate that some women can be hella emotional. I hate psychoness. I hate jealousy, a little is cool, let's me know that you care, but too much is "woman let me breathe" status. I hate & love that they can get a good attitude (that's kind of attractive sometimes), it can be sexy & full of wrath. Last one...I'm going to take it from my boy Common, I love & hate that women can "make you the happiest & hurt you the most".

BILLY: Hate when girls put words into my mouth to totally turn a situation around. Especially when I've done something nice & went out of my way & it gets turned around into a bad thing. I hate girls who don't respect the little things I do or take advantage of it. I hate when a girl can never just tell you how they feel... EVER. It always has to be some cryptic shit I have to figure out & usually I do but when I don't, I feel bad, but I should have just been told, not sent these random ass clues. I can understand this happening sometimes, I just hate when it happens all the time. Staring at me during sex. After sex, when the girl starts to act like it's foreplay & starts making out or something. HELLO, we are done for the time being, snuggle me for a little bit then let me go. When girls always want to talk as I'm trying to sleep. It's like come on, you had the whole day & now I'm tired & want to sleep & you want to have a heart to heart. Once in awhile is fine, just don't be consistent with that. When a girl feels that every single activity needs to be done together. I may love them insanely but sometimes I also like my own time. When a girl wants to have sex while she is on her period... uhmmmm gross. I hate when girls think there is always some other motive behind every single action. I hate when a girl puts too much emphasis on only one aspect of a relationship. I feel like certain things are more important than others but there is a balance that needs to be struck. My ex wanted sex WAY too much, at least once a day & at times I just wanted to relax but then she took it as I didn't love her or feel the same. Everything revolved around sex it seemed & all the other stuff seemed to have less & less meaning or importance. It made the relationship difficult in many ways.

JOSE: I hate when women are self-centered, when they really are into what they’re buying, or walk around like the world revolves around them, it makes us guys feel left out. When they ask for your advice but then never take it. If you don't want it don't ask for it. When they start arguments for no apparent reason, how they almost always think the worst about men (i.e. he's gonna be home late therefore he's cheating), die-hard feminists annoy the hell out of me as well... & I hate fake ass females who smile in your face & talk shit about you behind your back.

ANONYMOUS: Hate the way they turn the smallest things into the biggest deal... when we say it's nothing, we really do mean it's nothing & yet, they still don't believe us. Also hate the way they doubt us when in reality there's really no reason to.

ERNEST: I hate how women get annoying quickly. I hate how women pretend to be so much different than us men. I hate how women have this control over us that they aren't even aware of. (Maybe that's why I love women.)

SOME LOVIN':

CHRIS: As for what I like in girls, I just really like gorgeous faces. I'm completely attracted to the way a girl smiles & laughs. I enjoy girls that can hold a conversation, & not just agree or fake the funk just to impress me. Also, a girl that throws jokes back at me, or keeps it alive. If I throw a joke out there, & you got something to add to it, be my guest, I'd like to laugh too. I'm kind of tired of making others laugh, I enjoy laughing too.

ALLEN: Taste in music, smell of their hair (herbal essences), goal oriented, smoothness of her skin (especially legs & neck), when she has smart opinions & ideas about relevant things, soft & tender lips, when she can motivate you to better yourself, when she knows how to get down on the dance floor, I love freakin... (no rhythm = fail). I love it when girls get competitive. I love it when a girl has a toned body too, thick or not.

BRAD: What do I love? Hmm, can I say EVERYTHING ELSE? lol. Character, Personality, Style -- sexy not slutty. I love when a woman has good taste in music & is open to new genres/styles. I LOVE when my wife takes care of ME when I'm sick or exhausted! (She's made me a bath, undressed me, helped dry me off, tucked me into bed, brought me food/medicine, & watched me sleep when I was sick as fuck! That's probably one of the best feelings in the world!) I also love when a woman will support my decisions in my career even if they may cause her to move a lot, be bored, spend long periods of time apart, because she knows that my job makes me happy & makes a difference.

CHOZA: I love the fact that if you let the right one in they have the ability to make the heart & soul feel all warm & full of fuzz. I love that women are for the most part gentle nurturing & sometimes selfless. I love a woman's dangerous curves, them thangs could kill you. I love professional looking women, nothing says yum to me like a lady in some business attire. I love that women can be so full of flavor. Not like they taste good but you know what I mean. I love that women always keep you guessing, you don't know what their next move is but you keep trying & trying to figure it out. I love that women make you do stupid shit sometimes (I also hate that, write that down, lol). I love that women are hella soft feeling, there is nothing like naked soft flesh against you. I love that women make sense of things for me, they tend to see & be more diplomatic creatures. I love that some women can be coldblooded & guys go back for more (also something I hate).

BILLY: I love when a girl will do little things for me. Whether it's just a mix cd or bringing me a food or candy I like. A little note hidden somewhere I will find telling me they love me or something. I love doing those little things & I love if a girl can do them back. I love when there is a connection over music between a girl & I. Being able to hear a song & look into each others eyes & knowing every feeling they are feeling. Music is something very deep for me so it's amazing when I can share something that strong with someone. I love a girl who is inspired. Pretty much towards anything, but I love when a girl has goals in life & strives to achieve them. When a girl is inspired, it inspires me in different aspects of my life even. I think that is something healthy to have in a relationship. I love a girl who is willing to try new things in all aspects of life. The same routine can be nice sometimes, but it can also get old. I love a girl who can get along with my family, that is HUGE for me. I love a girl who will play video games with me. I love when a girl can get super dressed up & fancy & look amazingly beautiful & go out, but who will also go down to a coffee shop with me while still being semi scroungy. Cooking is always nice but I haven't experienced that one much. I love being able to stare into a girls eyes & she will smile & it just makes me melt. I love a girl who will open me up to new things, music, foods, places, ways of thinking etc. I love a girl who will watch sports with me, & who will actually learn the sport I'm watching to better understand & partake in the watching experience.

JOSE: Love the scent of a girl, even if it is just shampoo. Women have this unique quality of smelling good any time of the day. Their smile, the way they kiss you & all of a sudden everything is right in the world, the way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while, & the way they look good no matter what they wear.

ANONYMOUS: The things that I love are the way that they leave their scent i.e. love spell (lol) on my pillow case, sheets, & sweaters. The way they concern themselves in seeing that everything that involves us goes perfect, even though we could care less. The way they attempt to make every moment extra special even though just their presence is enough.

ERNEST: I love how women lie because it allows me to be an asshole. I love how women pretend they want a nice man, but when he's there they dump him for the asshole.

* * Ladies & gentlemen, don't hesitate to speak your mind on this one. * *

gimmie!

2009-07-09T13:04:00.000-07:00

Nike Air Tech Challenge Hybrid - Black / Mint

Black suede, leather, & patent leather upper with mint green accents seen on the tongue, splatter design on the rear, frontal sole, & the heel. Expected to be released later this year; I can't wait!

don't act like you're surprised!

2009-07-06T00:07:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAU!

Ya'll can hate all you want & call me crazy for having a bizarre attraction to this man, but it is what it is! I am hooked.

back with a vengeance!

2009-06-30T21:04:00.000-07:00

It's been a long eight years since Maxwell has put out an album & it's no surprise that he's laced us with something smooth. "BLACKsummer's Night" will not disappoint, especially those of you trying to get your baby-makin' on. Album drops in stores on July 7th; cop that!

Recommended Tracks:
"Stop the World" (this one brought me to tears ya'll!), "Playing Possum", "Bad Habits", & "Fistful of Tears".

fighting over guys; epic fail.

2009-06-29T17:26:00.000-07:00

In the 2nd grade, Adriana & I were in a full on competition for Peter's love. It was St. Patrick's day when she & I agreed that we'd tell him & obviously make him choose. Adriana was being a sneaky little skeez at the tender age of 7 & luring Peter in by helping him build his leprechaun catcher. In turn, I picked him first to be on my kickball team. It was like some VH1 reality show competing for this boy's affection, you know, minus the splits & booty poppin'. I hated it, but not as much as I was starting to hate Adriana. Long story short: Peter broke both our hearts. "I like both of you." I ain't no fool! I wasn't about to share. A couple of months later, I ended up smacking Adriana upside the face cos she said something mean about my little brother. Thug life.

My point is, competing for a man's affection/love is not cute, nor is it ladylike. It is mad shady & somewhat demeaning. Look at it this way, a guy has two women "fighting" over him & starts thinking of himself as a "pimp" or "player". Ladies, if you allow yourself to get involved in this kind of situation, then by all means, you deserve to get played. When you're competing for a man's affection, you are often compromising your standards & values (assuming you have any). You'll do anything to get him & that is foul... Probably why he only calls you to do the nasty & nothing else.

If you're the type of hussy that's into this kinda game, then I tip my hat off to you (& roll my eyes). Just don't come crying about how he broke it off, or how he won't commit after you already put out. That's what you get. However, if you're in it just to prove to yourself (& others) that you can get who you want & bounce... That's gonna catch up to you & chances are, you're gonna be mad lonely with a million cats.

Ladies, being humble & mysterious is sexy. (There is a fine line between mysterious & stupid, though! Example: "How are you?" "How do you think I'm doing? ;)" Not mysterious; that is stupid.) Yes, you have tits & ass, but you also have a brain. Please use it!

i want me a watermelon sundae!

2009-06-26T15:48:00.000-07:00

I dub this the official joint of my summer:

Think I blew a speaker in my car out today cos of this track. Deng.

a sad day for music:

2009-06-25T17:54:00.001-07:00

August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

He was an amazing artist & truly defined a lot of the musicians that we have today. Fuck the he-said-she-said accusations about his personal life; I don't even want to begin to get into that. The man has passed & it is a sad day for music.

Rest In Peace, Michael.

first loves: serious business!

2009-06-24T18:12:00.000-07:00

Listening to Portishead’s “It Could Be Sweet” always brings me back to my first love. I was a few months shy of my 18th birthday & had no idea what I was in for.

He was quiet, laid back & had the most adorable face. You know ladies, those soft baby features. Yet, he had the most defined jaw line which was enough to make me swoon. We’d spend hours talking about music, & swapping songs we thought the other oughta know. If it isn’t a jaw line that tugs at my heart strings, it is a boy’s passion for music. If he can give me something new to listen to & shows a real love for music… I am hooked. Trust me, there is a fine line between liking music & actually loving it. & just between you & me, I’d fall a little more each time he’d send a song my way. I vividly remember listening to RJD2’s “Here’s What’s Left” on repeat & wondering where his heart was. Meanwhile, I was on that can't-eat, can't-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, world-series type thang.

I’ll spare you the details on how we finally got together, but just know that I haven’t forgotten a single thing – savin’ those for the memoirs, ya’ll. But for me, not only was he my first love, he was my first everything. My first kiss in the rain/in a car, my first cuddle session with a boy who wasn’t my little brother, my first concert with a boy, my first time being felt up… you know how it is. The thing about him that I can’t really say about the rest is that I was a better person when he & I were together. I wrote more (poetry, prose, short stories, everything & anything); I was constantly inspired by his music, his love, & just by his entire existence. We had our differences like any other relationship, but I was never furious with him & most of all, he never made me cry. It was always the situation that brought me to tears.

The thing I loved most about him is that he understood how to love, even though he was just learning himself. He knew the way to my heart without needing me to tell him: Cupping my face inside his hands as he said something silly, biting my bottom lip until it hurt so good, & most of all, knowing exactly which songs I needed to hear & when. A memory that always seems to make me smile the most is the time we went to see Depeche Mode with two other friends; I was in the passenger seat & he was in the seat behind me… Somehow, we managed to hold hands the entire way home.

After being together for a little over a year, the on & off again aspect of our relationship came to a halt. The last & final break-up was a mutual decision. Regardless, it felt a lot like what I’d imagine death to feel like. I had become the girl who listened to Sigur Rós for days at a time, the one who had depressing ass away messages on AIM, & the pathetic excuse of a mess who’d bawl her fucking eyes out in the shower, or in her sleep. Walt Whitman said it best, “These are the days that must happen to you.” So, I sucked it up & tried to move on.

Months after the break-up, we’d talk as if nothing had happened. We even went to a hip-hop show together & had a good time. Eventually, I began dating again & more or less settled for a guy who was his complete opposite. In the midst of that relationship, he & I still kept in touch cos we were best friends & he knew me better than I knew myself. I needed the comfort of him around.

Then I did the stupidest thing ever. I shut him out of my life because I had decided I was “in love” again with somebody else & that by talking to my first love (& best friend) was just as bad as cheating. Go fuckin’ figure.

Now that I’m not with either, I can think about everything objectively. The real reason why I lost touch with him had a lot to do with an email he sent signed with, “I wish I had loved you better.” The truth of matter is, I would’ve given [us] another chance. The idea & those seven words were entirely too tempting, especially since my then-boyfriend had tried to play me & got caught. (I know, total & complete fail on my behalf for giving him another shot.) But my need to be loyal suggested I do otherwise.

Days after breaking up with that boyfriend (of two years), I ran into the good ol’ first love on campus after having him on my mind. (Please refer to Jill Scott’s “Cross My Mind”.) We only had a minute to hug & catch up, but I’m sure my eyes were wider than usual with absolute surprise. One email was exchanged afterward & that was about it.

I wish I had loved you better, also…

listen to words -- swoonage!

the #1 man in my life

2009-06-21T18:28:00.000-07:00

Diggin' for music in Berkeley record stores, having a beer while watching a Laker game & seeing Digable Planets put on a dope live show are a few aspects of my relationship with my dad. I faintly remember coming to him for ideas for my 6th grade talent show; my friends & I didn't know which song to dance to. My dad suggested we do a number to Jean Knight's "Mr. Big Stuff"; he had the choreography down & everything. Knowing my friends wouldn't be familiar with the song, we did 2 Live Crew's "Shake A Lil' Somethin'" instead.

Without my dad, I'd be one of those clingy ass annoying girlfriends who knows nothing about music. Because of him, I am able to bump real soul & funk in my car while everyone else is listening to Kid Cudi. When I fall in & out of love, I'm the girl who relates to the words of Brenton Wood, Bloodstone, Ralfi Pagan & the Isley Brothers. My dad always told me I wasn't allowed to date till I was ninety-four years old. When I got my first boyfriend, the only advice he gave me was: "Don't get played." Because of those three words (along with my mom's influence), I've grown to become an independent, strong-willed woman in this world of shady females who feel they need a man to complete them. I've never been played, nor do I intend to.

I'm mad thankful for having such an amazing dad who's so supportive in all that I do, who has passed down his great love & hunger for music, & most importantly, who's always there with open arms when I've had a bad day. I am my father's daughter.

Happy Father's Day, daddy.

total defeat up in here!

2009-06-21T02:14:00.000-07:00

So, my dearest friend Yesenia hosted a Summah Summah Summah Taiimmm... Summah Time Slumber party Friday night. Here is a glimpse of what happened:

With less than two hours of sleep & a slight head-cold from sleeping outside in a tent with one blanket... I am left completely defeated. I'm just glad I didn't have to rock a hangover this morning. But, gimmie about a week or so & let's go for round two, ladies!

so much fail!

2009-06-18T22:03:00.000-07:00

Ladies & gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to two of the most unpleasant humans ever. These two are one of the few negative aspects San Diego had to offer this past weekend. & now, a quick guide on how to not suck so much at life:

Do not drive 10 miles drunk (or, at all) to a stranger's house & yet, try & brag about it. We are not impressed.
Do not grab the bottle of liquor that you didn't put in on & suggest we take a shot. We don't know you.
When taking a piss outside, please make sure to zip up before coming back toward the rest of us. We don't wanna see that shit.
Do not try to be funny & strike up a conversation about the word fart in other languages. We aren't interested.
Do not barge into a stranger's bedroom filled with disgusted girls, hoping to get the party started. We don't like you.

& to the person(s) who unfortunately brought them into our lives, you are who you hang out with.

Thank you, social networking sites for making this photo available.

throwback!

2009-06-18T21:57:00.000-07:00

Anyone remember this?

in the streets of downtown san diego

2009-06-18T18:42:00.000-07:00

This past weekend, I had the pleasure of chillin' in San Diego with some fine company. One of my closest girl friends graduated from UCSD (get it, girl!) & we were destined to get into something. Ya'll already know that game 5 fell on a Sunday. So, the girls & I ended up having lunch/dinner at a place called The Yard House in downtown before the Lakers smashed on Magic. This is what we just happened to run into on our way there:

Girl, those might be low-rise pants but it doesn't mean your booty-crack has to exposed to innocent civilians!

As if that weren't foul enough, later that night we went on a mission to find a board game at Walmart. Right as we were getting in line to pay, a kid drops something in front of us & right behind him to pick it up was his hairy-booty-cracked father. C'mon man! Pick up your pants! Wear a belt! Do something! & like my girl said, "I guess San Diego people just like to show their cracks!" I guess so.

But on a positive note, big ups to Choza & Yesenia for bringing this beer into my life. I'm not a big fan of beer; much rather have a glass of wine. But this shit right here!? Man, had some while watchin' game 5 & it was pure fuckin' bliss!

can't believe i was sleepin' on this!

2009-06-17T23:16:00.000-07:00

"you're a so-cal girl at heart..."

2009-06-17T13:48:00.000-07:00

As most of you know, I've been a die-hard Laker fan since I was a little girl. I'm sure you've caught a few of the vulgar ass tweets during the finals, before. I was in San Diego when the Lakers won the championship & planning to be in LA for the victory parade... but, plans fell through & I was unable to make it. However, I did catch the live footage on KTLA -- keep in mind, I am at least six hours north. Yeah, I'm mad bummed that I missed the festivities, but I'm glad we were able to shut everyone up, again. GO LA!

At least my nails looked fly.

so, is this a good song to dry-hump to?

2009-06-11T18:19:00.000-07:00

I spent my Saturday night in Santa Cruz at the Catalyst with gum stuck to the left side of my ass, turning down swishers from random guys with long blonde hair, & asking myself, “Why?” On the bill that night was some local-funk band called Serendipity Project, Mike Relm, Bukue One & of course, Del. First off, I just want to give love to Mike Relm – he’s absolutely adorable & he started off the night with some Daft Punk. Can’t go wrong with that! Bukue One… Boy, are you really gonna admit to a live audience that you enjoy having your salad tossed? No dice! As for Del, I’ve seen him twice before & although I love that emcee to death, I wasn’t impressed. It seemed like the same set of songs from previous shows, which were years ago, with the exception of one or two new songs.

& in the midst of all of this, there were of course, those people who just don’t give a fuck. You know what I’m talking about. That couple that thinks it’s mad sexy to grind up on each other during Del’s “If You Must” – cos lyrics suggesting you wash your ass, wash your hair, brush your teeth is the perfect song to set the mood. I could understand if you were at a Federation show, or even a Bobby Valentino one, cos I’d probably wanna be up on something too… but let’s be real! It is MAD FOUL when you’re in a sun dress, doin’ the rump shaker & holding onto my shoulder as you try & lift up your leg. Meanwhile, your man has no rhythm & looks square as fuck. Knock it off!

REMINDER: Never take a hit of someone’s blunt that you don’t know, unless you are the first one. You don’t know where the hell their mouths have been! C’mon boys & girls… don’t be gross.