Hey, can I holla at you? Can I holla?

Yo, so I was walking to my car from work today, and this dude pulls up.. "Hey cutie, can I talk to you for a minute." "Naw man, I'm trying to head home." He pleads, "Can I give you a ride?" I reply "Naw, I cool." This guy not only swung by once, not twice, but three dayum times! Mannnn. I thought I was looking pretty busted too, considering I was dressed in workout clothes and heading to Jennykin's class. Good grief. I dunno, sometimes guys like these may think I'm some kinda high schooler (which is not a hot thing to do either, but I digress). I'm getting kinda tired of the R. Kellys! I was at my cousin's B-day party last week, and some mofo wouldn't let me breathe. In the words of the ever so eloquent Onyx... "BACK DA F$%K UP!"

Dayum, too much booty for da pants

Switching gears... this song is in my head now. Me, John, and Ingrid were talking about bass-booty songs last week. Which ones were good, which ones suck, which ones were off the hook. We've come to the conclusion that DJ Assault scores highly... "A$$ and T!tt!es"... sheer masterpiece. ;P

He got heart

As I was walking down Durant, I ran into one of my former mentees (Good lawd I'm old). It was soo nice to see him. Haven't seen that boy in years. He told me that he is graduating this year, which is wonderful news to hear. He told me that it was hard but that he is going to keep going. That makes my heart happy. Berkel, Berkel may be prestigious, but it has broken many a soul. It's great to see when folks can carry on. Mucho props Shane-O-Mack... Hit a backflip across the Greek for me.