this weekend was *exactly* what i needed, man. and even though it was the first weekend that didn’t start off with an episode of battlestar, i think i survived just fine…no overtime, no insanity, no running around like crazy trying to get everything done double-time. just chill, chill & so much fun. saw the dave chappelle movie with the boy on friday (and got mac & cheese cravings sated) and damned near exploded at the prospect of mos def, talib kweli, erykah badu, common, jill scott & ?uestlove all on stage at the same motherfucking time! seriously, the same fucking time. like, how in the hell isn’t new york a smoking crater right now? that much fucking awesomeness would surely bring the city to its collective knees, motherfuckers! and while i know it wasn’t the comedy-laden extravagganza most people were expecting, i fucking loved it. hip hop in the bedstuy, yo! so so hot. so so sexy. now, with dave chappelle! it must rock to be that fucking rich & famous; you know, so you can totally throw together your own dream concert and people fucking let you. god damn. no wonder he went crazy and ran off to africa, that kind of power has to be more insane than crack.
i didn’t have to do a damn thing saturday, just hung out with scooter (and got mac & cheese cravings sated) and picked up some nifty shit at target. as well as finally scoring my own motherfuckin’ copy of rudy (RUDY!!!!), and some more desk monkeys. also, after a forever, i finally got to see the cello chix play again. hooray! susanna is the best; and not only is she super-nice, she fucking rocks. so harcore, so awesome. mo & some of the boy’s friends were there too. and despite technical difficulties of a public transportation nature, it was so awesome. so totally worth venturing out in the cold for. i mean, anyone that can rock out to hendrix like that is fuckin’ badass in my book. though, i might be a tad bit biased because i think the cello chix rock anyway. and the evening wouldn’t have been complete without the random bagpiping hodown in the middle of motherfuckin’ harvard square at like, midnight. which, you have to appreciate the bagpipe girl wearin’ a shirt that turns pipin’ into a “your mom” joke. cuz i sure as hell do. freakin’ awesome.
i spent all of my lazy ass sunday with one of my favorite people; doing absolutely nothin’ & it was absolutely fabulous. plus, i got to watch rudy — i had forgotten how much i love love love that movie. and how much i need to get more football movies, yo. cuz my collection is woefully lackin’ — especially since i lost “remember the titans” at ol’ #63 nyack. stupid motherfuckin’ watertown. grrr. and sure there’s bullshit like laundry & cleanin’ and you know…other shit i could’ve done. but it was nice and relaxful and exactly what i fuckin’ needed. i didn’t even have to get wasted or anything and i totally had a rockin’ time — pretty much all weekend. and i didn’t freeze my ass off in the unholy cold, either.
and despite the fact that it is clearly like, 2 in the fuckin’ morning and i have to be at work in 6 hours and am so obviously not asleep right now…i dare say…
i’m happy.
Don’t forget the podcast :D