Obi Toppin was drafted #8 last night, to the New York Knicks. you could tell from the emotion he was showing, going back home was a dream for him. he's from Brooklyn, and that's part of the reason i didn't want him to go to the Knicks... all the pressure of being the one to bring that team back to a championship level. of course, Obi is a dude that loves the pressure. so, i'm really hoping he has a season to remember his rookie year. win a few awards and keep being the humble, amazing athlete that has no limits to his abilities.
I Can See Your Voice was pretty good last night.
enjoy some music:
i'll probably watch some of the NFL game tonight between the Cardinals and Seahawks.
i did get my laundry all done today. i also used all the boxes mom got for my baseball cards.
i need to go to the bank and the post office tomorrow as i got the money for my first sale of cards. i know i need to do some shopping tomorrow as well. mom remembered some things she forgot to put on the grocery list. plus, i'd love to get a fucking haircut tomorrow. this mop is driving me nuts.
i'll be on here tomorrow after i get all that done. hopefully, i'll get an early enough start to the day that i won't be running around forever.
the wind made a roaring return today. sounds like there is a fucking train outside of my window. joy.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
wear your mask.
a veces le pasan cosas buenas a la gente buena
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Interpol - NYC
Lou Reed - Perfect Day
Jay-Z w/Alicia Keys - Empire State Of Mind
Beastie Boys - So What'cha Want
"Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating." - Charlie Kaufman
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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