Just Awaken Shaken…

I dropped my son off at school... Late. He's late, I'm about to be late. It's a Monday. Things are as relatively as bad as they could be for a non-life threatening scenario of first world problems. And for that reason I'm trying not to stress over something that in the big scheme of things,... Continue Reading →

I have a Note….

Soooooo, I have epilepsy. Well I technically have epilepsy because around the age of 23 I began having unexplained seizures. I had one, went to the doctor about it, they said they had no idea why I had it and basically the world may never know. I shrugged my shoulders and thought "Well hell, if... Continue Reading →

Gunsmoke…

I used to be convinced that I would die young. And by that I mean, there was a certain time, I think around the age of 11 or 12, that I was pretty sure I would not live past the age of 23. I don't know what it was that gave me that idea. Perhaps... Continue Reading →

Street’s Disciple

When I was 15 I discovered the music of the rapper Nas and my life changed. I use to be a rapper myself... but that was a long time ago. Like, in high school. I wasn't a rapper for very long though, I mean relatively speaking, if we are looking at my life over the larger scope of time,... Continue Reading →

Like a Punch to the Face…

It's an embarrassing thing to admit, but when I was younger, I used to get picked on. Keep in mind that when I say "picked on" I don't mean I was being teased. No,  it was more like I was getting beat up on a regular schedule. I was being bullied. I know, I know... like I... Continue Reading →

Innocence is Bliss…

I found a dead body once... When I was around 4 years old, I was jumping on a bed when my mother caught me in mid jump, sat me down on the edge of the bed and begin to put shoes on my feet. She told me we were going to see my grandfather, my father's father, and as... Continue Reading →

My Father, the Artist

Young boys idolize their Fathers, and I am no an exception to this rule. As a matter of fact, I may very well be the epitome of it. My father is an artist, and by that I mean, he can draw. He can draw really well actually. I'm not sure if that explains, or is... Continue Reading →

Nate Blogg!!!!!!

La-da-da-da-da its the one and only N-A-T-E! *C-Walks onto Blog* (NATE BLOGG you lil Buster!!!) La-da-da-da-da you know I'm mobbing with the... Ok I'm not mobbing with anyone at the moment, but hopefully you got the reference. Nate Blogg, get it... like Nate Dogg,  as in West Coast Hip Hop legend, as in Nate Dogg... Continue Reading →

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