Okay, there's a lot for me to type, so I may do so in increments to cut down on a super large entry. Either that, or I'll be too lazy to capture this holiday weekend in a satisfactory manner. Okay, ready? Let's begin:
Black Gurl-
Lynn and fellow illpoet LaQuis Harkins were in a play they co- wrote called Black Gurl. Dope original play conceived by Seshat Walker, directed by Seshat Walker, written and performed by five dynamic sisters. Basically, it's a bridal shower that turns into the reflection of growing up as a black gurl, and shows how hey develop into the women they are now. 60 minutes of laughter and tears for those who can't fight 'em back. I had the pleasure of viewing the premiere engagement, and was drafted/ I volunteered to be a stagehand the second and final engagement. It was fun to see the love and the excitement of these woman and girls interacting. Truly heartwarming. Wish I could say there was more of that going around. I'll let ya'll know when the joint makes it's return, as it was sold out all three nights.

The False Victim-
After the Saturday show of Black Gurl, I ran into this joker lookin' all pitiful askin' me for money. Mind you, I'm standing with a bunch of folks talking, and he asks me. So, although I read this dude, I humor him. He asks for money to get food. So I tell him to follow me in this little shop that sells chips and what not. Too many cats be on that I'm hungry bit, but just use the shit for drugs and liquor (why do people say alcohol and drugs like alcohol isn't a drug?).
BegginassBenny- Nah, I don't want that. I can't eat that. Give me a dollar.
Me- A dollar? What are you going to get with a dollar?
BegginassBenny- Some soup. I need some soup. It's the only thing I can hold down.
Me- Where are you going to get soup for a dollar?
BegginassBenny- It's two dollars, but by the time I get there I'll have it.
And even tho' I know this dude is full of shit I give him a dollar. Insert fake heartfelt dap.
Me- Aight, take care of yourself, man. (Translation- please don't get bent on that shit you somamabitch)
BegginassBenny- Man I'm aight, I got pneumonia, I know what I'm doin'...
Yup, no more pitiful victimized look or voice. Be real, muhfucka, you on it and you want to get fucked up. Don't lie to me BegginassBenny, you know I know. Oh, I catch BegginassBenny running (yes...running) to catch up with a friend when he sees me, and he gives me this sheepish look. That's why real homeless people have it hard; triflin' shiest ass folks like BegginassBenny make it hard for them.

Circuit City's Super CD Sale-
So Circuit City has this 2 day sale where all their CD's are $9.99 or less, and I want to hit it up of course. Now, the sale is Sunday and Monday, but since I was on volunteer duty, I couldn't catch it on Sunday when the pickin's were good. So, on Monday, I head out to Wheaton to Circuit City, because they have the hot shit as far as selection. I walk in the spot...mind bubbling with the thoughts of CD's to buy.
Before I even get to the CD section, I see DVD's: 1 for $6.99 or 2 for $12.99. So I grab Original Sin, Ronin, Robocop, & Hoodlum before I continue my journey to discount CD's. Oooh, they have Jay- Z's first joint, that was stolen from my ride last October (again!). Let me grab that. Hey, I can replace all my stolen CD's...Oops, they have Ice Cube's Predator, been frontin' on that for a minute. Damn, they don't have that Tela CD I wanted...but hey, they have Twista's Adrenaline Rush, yes, another recovered CD! Damnit, they don't have Aquemini, shit! They have the last OutKast LP, but not the one I need to replace. Fuck! Oh well, I can still cop Donnie's CD, ole boy is nice. Truly sounds like Stevie and Donnie Hathaway...for real! (I know ya'll heard comparison's before, but I thought Stevie dropped some new shit on the low, but it was Donnie) Oh shit, there's a copy of Aquemini in the R&B section, yup, I'll take that! God loves me! I mean, I know he does otherwise, but it's the little things, you know? }:o) Hmmm...still don't see that Tela CD, but I guess I'll cop this T.I. CD. I saw this dude a while back and thought he was mad arrogant, but he had skills. I like that. A less lyrical Canibus. Allright, time to get in line. Hmmm, might as well sift through this cart of product while I wait in line. Damn, that's a huge set of CD's...what is it? "The Classical Masters", Beethoven, Tchaikovsky, Chopin, Mozart, etc. Damn, ten discs...must be expensive. What, "On- ly Nine- teen Do- llars?!" Yep, I'll take this, too! Yes, all this is mine. Hey, I haven't seen you in a couple years. No, since like 2001. Wait…I don’t have my wallet! I forgot my wallet! Oh, I can get my checkbook out my bag…shit, I don’t have my check book either!!! Fuck!! Other expletives ensue and I’m evil for the next ten minutes before I lighten up and turn back from green- angry- hulk- smash- Lee. Piss of Lynn in the process for projecting said green- hulk- smash- anger on other drivers… Go back to get wallet just to drive back to cop all the stuff I picked.
The Irony: For losing my temper, I was next in line when I get the new guy who doesn’t know how to ring up any of the special sale items. And of course, they were all special sale items! He must have restarted like three times, dude.

Today at the Grill-
Asian lady looks at little child all of two years old as potential candy thief with hawk eye. Wow. Thought that was kinda wild. Shorty went from smilin’ at me to laser burn in the back of little girl’s head in case she was thinking about grabbin any candy off the rack. Hey, maybe if it there for her to grab, said laser burn vision wouldn’t have to be used on toddler’s needlessly. Just a thought.