Life in green and electric skies............

Just shot a roll of Kodak Portra last weekend (yeah, I was kinda exaggerating when I said it all disappeared off the shelves, but I did have to hunt it down). Half the roll was a small photo shoot I did for a friend of a friend named Frank, who is a dope rapper by the way and I'll post some of his shit soon, and the other half of the roll was some random personal shots. Here's some of the better ones............

NOTE: I have no idea why it ain't showing the whole pictures, but just click on each one and it will enlarge.












These are low quality grainy versions since a couple weeks my son felt it was necessary to step on my scanner and break it. I told him gently (ie: not with my fists or broken pieces of the scanner) there's other ways to reach his cup, like for instance, not breaking equipment that is essential for making money to put things inside the damn cup. Anyway, I happen to like grain so I guess it doesn't matter and I should shut my whiny mouth. I'm just sayin' all this to say this now............I can't believe how vivid the colors on this sunset came out. I took this last week in a wal-mart parking lot. This shit really happened in the sky, I felt like there should be crowds of people hugging and crying, with national geographic film crews on top of the building. But no..........all the fat slack-jaws pretty much just kept movin' towards the food section (away from the garden section) with their heads down, eyes on their shoes. Welcome to America.




And of course, no roll is complete without the obligatory shot of Adrian, a.k.a. Lil' A, a.k.a. A-dro, a.k.a. Dro Budden. If you look close the face he's giving me is "Oh sorry daddy, I stepped-ed on your picher scan thingy. I can has juice now?"

"Witness to Changing Hands"..............

Listen, this is all I'm gonna say tonight.

Don't let the conspiracy theorists or partisans steal this moment from you, whoever you are. Don't let anyone tell you America isn't a great nation. Don't let them tell you that McCain's concession words or Jesse Jackson's tears were disingenuous. Don't let the hateful write history. No matter who you voted for, all politics aside, whether you're republican or democrat or libertarian or none of the above, if you're not feeling some real deep pride and patriotism right now, then hate in one form or another rules your life and it is a problem. And now your personal problem is fully exposed to your friends, family, neighbors and co-workers in this historic moment.

I have the next 4-8 years to criticize Obama's policy decisions the same way I did Bush and Clinton before him, but for now me and my black wife are beside ourselves watching something unfold that neither of us ever imagined would happen in our lifetimes. Remember that sometimes perception can be far more important than literal politics, and no matter what Obama actually does during his term(s), his platform of positivity and progressive evolution of our nation will change, and in many ways has already changed and lifted, the consciousness of not only America but the world. He spoke directly to the WORLD in his victory speech. Don't let anyone tell you that was wrong.

E Plurbius Unum, boys and girls.

"I may not get there with you.............."

"I found my special purpose!" (c) Navin Johnson

So the other day I was chillin' with a friend of mine, and he said "Did Goodie Mob and 8-Ball & MJG ever collab? I don't think they did. That would've been dope."

Would've? Would have? See, these are the kinds of moments in life where my 15 years worth of unbridled Dungeon Family dickriding finally has a purpose. My time on this earth has meaning. I can help someone.

A lot of people don't know but back in 1995 when Soul Food dropped (and exploded my skull), that same year a vinyl single for the title song also dropped with some remixes on it. One of those remixes was done by legendary Houston producer Crazy C, the man behind so much of Scarface's early shit, Mr. 3-2's underappreciated "Wicked Buddah Baby" solo Rap-A-Lot album, a lot of Woss Ness's later stuff, and the infamous Rap-A-Lot group Too Much Trouble with the white midget. You know, the one billed as the "Baby Geto Boys". Nobody I know admits to liking that album, for obvious reasons, but the production was as much on point as any other Rap-A-Lot release.

Anyway, back to the point, Crazy C did one of the remixes and on that "Suave House" remix, friends.............were none other than Suave House artists 8-Ball & MJG. The track has been on a million underground mixtapes in Texas for the last 12 years, but I guess it's relatively unknown outside the south. Well, here ya go...........

Goodie Mob- Soul Food (Suave House Remix feat. 8-Ball & MJG)


Definitely a classic. And not in the douchebag "real hip hop head" way that Big Noyd or Jeru the Damaja albums are "classic", but in the real way, in that people actually listened to it.

And then if you wanna get looser with the definition of "collab", Cee-lo was on the track "Paid Dues" off 8-Ball & MJG's "In My Lifetime" album, but that one ain't rare at all. If you call yourself a Hip Hop fan and ain't heard that track, please eat a grenade. Or just listen to it. Either way.

Don't really know how to end this, so hey.............since we're talkin' about Dungeon Family songs from 1995, here's the best one:

A Toast to Old Drunk Guys..........

So today there's yet another poll up on some ("respectable") news site asking which candidate you'd rather have a beer with. That's like the 7th one I've seen throughout the election, and every single time I voted the same way. And this has nothing to do with politics or who I actually voted for in the booth.............but in that hypothetical pitcher-swiggin' scenario I'd definitely choose McCain. No question. All bullshit caricatures aside, he seems like a funny guy who's seen and done a lot and could drop some old school wisdom on you, while Obama seems like a genuinely uptight nerd that would have very few interesting stories to tell about his life. Let's be real for a minute....this is a guy who wrote and published not one, but TWO books about his life before he ever accomplished anything worth writing about, including becoming a senator, which as a general topic crams the memoir section of any bookstore enough to make the whole endeavor seem about as meaningful as changing a flat tire. Again, nothing to do with politics, that's just a self-important douchebag activity (like having a blog). McCain on the other hand was by all accounts a "wild party animal" in his teens and twenties who was in a war, flew planes, crashed planes (a lot), spent years as a POW, married and divorced like 17 different women who all happened to be models, hung out with presidents and dictators and warlords, got caught up in political scandals, is probably on the private list of every "washington madam", and by his own admission doesn't spend a lot of time on the internet.

Does any of that make him a good candidate for president? God no. Some of it makes him unelectable and probably a little mentally unstable. But that also describes most of the people I call my friends and prefer to drink my 151 with. And I damn sure wouldn't want any of those knuckleheads running the country, either.

So next time you see one of these goofy polls and wonder who the 23% is that went against the grain and voted for the old guy, just think of me passed out next to an empty box of bud with a dumb smile on my face.

On a serious note, I really do wish this election would never end. It's been hilarious and historic and I enjoyed every single horrible minute of it.

This day in history..........

Important historical events that happened on November 3rd:


20,000 BC - Neanderthals discovered cocoa beans, and quickly began crushing them and covering the butter on ants, raisins, and their own ashy kneecaps.

1546 AD - Martin Luther nailed a church door, and was arrested for public indecency.

2006 - Saddam Hussein, having been captured in a spider web 3 years prior and held for trial, shocked the world by bringing Johnnie Cochran in as his legal defense. The trial only lasted 13 minutes, wherein he lost and was sentenced to death. Some blame the brevity of the trial on the fact that his representation was a dead, lifeless corpse.


THE MORE YOU KNOW

Analyze this..........

I had a lucid dream last night. It was awesome, as lucid dreams usually are. In the dream I was talkin' to my brother Lowkey and my homeboy Bosnian (huge departure from my real life) and a naked redhead that looked like my high school algebra teacher walked past on the sidewalk. Not only did I realize at this point that I was dreaming and got really excited about that fact, but I chose to also share this new info with my brother and Bosnian. Who, if you're keeping track so far, were not real. Only existed inside my dream. Okay. It went kinda like this:

Me: "Yeah man, we should go to the banana death camp dungaree conventi...........what the hell? Is that a naked lady?"

Dream Bosnian: "Where?"

Me: "Wait this can't be real. Am I dreaming? Ohhhh shit I'm dreaming! ha!"

Dream Lowkey: "What? You sound crazy right now banana death camp."

Me: "Nah mayne for real, check this out. If it wasn't a dream could I do this?"

*walks up to naked lady and punches her in the titty*

Me: "See?!? She just smiled. She don't even care. Females usually care when you do that, or........so I heard. Anyway I didn't feel it either. DREAM!!"

*Dream Bosnian turns into huge lizard and tries to eat me while Dream Lowkey starts dancing in circles*


And then I flied away. Because really, what the fuck else are you gonna do in a lucid dream? Save the world? Just fly and get it over with.

Nowhere to go but down.............

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