Monthly Archives: August 2009

The realest thing I ever wrote? Maybe…

Today my dad had an outpatient surgical procedure to remove a bone fragment in his spine.  Surgery went well, and he should recover without incidence.  I left work early to visit him at the hospital.  It was kind of weird seeing my dad there, in a hospital gown, still weak from the procedure.  It made me realize a few things…

1.  My pops is getting old.  I actually looked in the mirror of the bathroom, saw myself dressed in my business casual attire, and then looked over at my dad to see him in his hospital gown.  At that exact moment I realized I’m a grown ass man now, going on 25 years of life, and it won’t be long before I’ll have to take care of my parents.  It’s something I won’t mind at all…it’s the least I can do after all they’ve provided for me.  But I guess today it reinforced the fact that I need to make sure I keep my priorities straight at the present time (specifically pertaining to money matters) so that I won’t be in a difficult position in the future.

2.  My parents are in love.  Genuine love.  My mom’s a nurse at Methodist Hospital, where my dad had his procedure.  So she was able to basically nurse my dad while she was at work.  You can see it…the love is real.  For some reason this was the first time I saw them together and looked at them as a “couple” and not my parents.  There was just something different today when I saw them interact.  You could tell they find each other the most important people on this planet (of course me and my sister come a close second and third, respectively haha).  That’s the kind of love I hope to find….

All that being said, if you know me, you know I can never be all serious, all the time.  So while I’m having this moment, with my deep introspective thoughts, I also realize….

3.  There are a lot of beautiful women at Methodist Hospital.  Seriously.  A lot.  My family wanted me to be a doctor growing up, but I think it’s a good thing I didn’t become one.  I would have been surrounded by women all day, I would have had a lot of money, and I’d still be just as good-looking as I am now.  I’ll leave that at that and let you draw your own conclusions.   (Disclaimer: Patients would have been off-limits though…I have morals people!)

Curren$y and Wiz Khalifa – How Fly Mixtape

Hip-hop is not dead.  You just gotta to know where to look.   And the answer is mixtapes distributed via the internet..  Admittedly, a lot of my friends and rap fans in general have been riding this wave for a minute and I’m a bit late gettin on it…but I haven’t had a computer for two years, so cut me a break.  Anyways, since I copped my new computer, I’ve come across sooo many dope artists and mixtapes.  Below is a mixtape I’ve been jammin real hard lately.  I first came across Curren$y when he was featured on Weezy F. Baby’s “Grown Man”, and since then he’s generated quite a buzz for himself this year releasing 7 well-received mixtapes.  I wasn’t too familiar with Wiz before listening to this mixtape, but he’s gained my respect as a solid rapper (his voice reminds me of Wale, though).  Anyways, without further ado…

Curren$y and Wiz Khalifah – How Fly Mixtape

H-town Sneaker Summit

It’s a bit late, but here’s a quick vid I made to recap the Sneaker Summit that went down at the Meridian on Aug. 2, 2009.

Cars and relationships

Sorry if the following is corny…but it is indeed true….

I drive a 2002 4-door Altima, and a couple weeks ago my parents got my sister 5 years my junior a 2004 G35 coupe.  Last weekend she needed to borrow my ride so she could start moving her stuff back to Austin, so I got to drive her car around for almost a week.  The more I drove it, the more I wanted it.  That car is sexy as hell.  It purrs when you start it, and growls when punch the gas.  It begs to go faster, and really grips the road on turns.  When you’re driving, you forget about all the things that suck about the car (e.g. the center console is un-ergonomic, the trademark Infiniti clock is much more difficult to read while driving at night than the digital clocks standard in most cars, the gas tank door is truly a mystery to open – I had to call my sister so she could tell me how to open it, and most of all, the racing-inspired seats were HELLA uncomfortable. )  All in all, that car is an inconvenient mess….but it was just a pleasure to drive, and you felt good being seen in it.

So when it came time to return the car to my sis, I was kind of salty.  I really wanted to keep it.  Screw the Altima, why does my younger sister get the cooler car?  Matter fact, she got in a wreck, and thats why my parents had to buy her a new car anyways.  Why should she be rewarded with a newer, more badass ride?  Shit’s not fair.

Temper tantrum aside, my sister and I switched back, and as soon as I sat down in my car I remembered why I fell in love with it in the first place.  For a minute I lusted after the faster, flashier, sexier G35.  But soon as I came back to the Altima i realized that I honestly like my car better.  Not only that, but that car’s been a true soldier for me since senior year in high school.  Through all the road trips, dj gigs, and nights driving to and from 6th street rollin 6-8 deep in the back, that car has really held me down.  Ain’t no way the G35 could’ve done that for me.

Ever notice that’s how so many of us act when we’re in relationships (especially guys)?  We get comfortable in our relationships, when all of a sudden a flashier, sexier thing comes around that seems so much funner to “ride”.  We forget all the little things that made us fall in love with our partner in the first place…and we forget who’s really gonna hold us down when shit gets tough.  They say you don’t know what you got until it’s gone.  Maybe it’s time we start realizing it before it’s too late.