No Comparison

The fries were eaten, unfortunately some with ketchup, the kids put to bed, the kitchen has been cleaned up, laundry is in the dryer, and Sofia's homework has been checked with a note on what to correct for in the morning when she wakes up. Am I usually this awesome? No. About a solid 70% of the time though. I had Sofia do all her homework today even though its not due till next Friday, well because I wanted to check it. Give the ex a break. Which leads me thanking Luie from a conversation we had a couple of months back at Baja Cantina (30 dollar pitchers of Margaritas? Really?)Anyways ever since I have only been getting my kids every other week, My ex has kind of been giving my kids rules to follow when they are at my house. They aren't bad rules, they deal with minor things such as drinking water daily and not drinking any soda. It felt like she was relaying messages to the kids and I didn't even want the inclination for the kids to feel like it was some sort of competition between their mom and me. I also didn't want her to think that when they are here thats its a free for all. I didn't want her to feel like she was the strict one and I was the fun one. So I called her- the majority of the time we converse through text, but those can be misconstrued and I didn't want to come off as being upset. I wasn't. I honestly don't ever remember instigating any fights with her. Now my actions? Different story. So I called her and finally let her know to avoid any type of feelings the kids might have about this, that she should call me and let me know. We have spoken about this before- the soda thing- and my stance misguided as it maybe is that they are kids and that I have them out doing physical activities to offset anything they consume here. Now I'm not even the one that buys the soda, its grandma. So I just asked she call me to discuss these things directly to avoid putting the kids in the middle. She was cool and understood- way cool. I just feel we shouldn't do our own thing, we should and have to raise them together. We obviously have different views on plenty of things but we need to be able to come to compromises right? Like for instance...

After the kids came back Danny asked me to update the music on his phone. Last time some music got on accidently that shouldnt have been on there (Mobb Deep for instance)to his credit he didn't bother listening to it. I try to pick songs where the language isn't so questionable. Again as misguided as it maybe, I have no problem with the occasional curse word in a song for him as long as its being used in a creative context and not just for fuck's sake. haha. Plus he's mature beyond his years and knows not to spout off anything he hears. I know this must rub her the wrong way but hey if I'm gonna keep good hip hop alive it has to start with my kids right? Its mostly atmosphere, the roots, the foreign exchange, 9th wonder, Pearl Jam ( He loves him some Even Flow), Little Brother, Murs, Common, etc... The laid back stuff I listen to pretty much- but the occasional curse word does come out. I know some of you parents are like "Christ, really Roy?" But again I have to emphasize that Danny is not your average kid. He knows not to say them. I just had to add the rule that no matter how much he thought his friends would like the song, he can't share them. Don't need a parent giving me a call or worse telling their kids not to hang out with him anymore. So song by song I thought would be ok I played for him while he was playing PS3, he either gave the thumbs up or the thumbs down. He did a good job. What was the first thing after we were done selecting songs? He took the phone and went to his room to go listen to the songs we just had picked. My Boy! haha...

I know the pain of smokers who have to leave a bar or restaurant to go have their nicotine fix. Since I have started dipping again, I don't allow myself to dip in front of them so I usually head for the backyard and spend sometime back there doing my thing. I think the water and dip diet is gonna just become the water diet. I am planning on this can being the last one. I keep thinking how idiotic it would be if I actually got into shape and months later, Bam mouth cancer. So this is the last can. I have to be honest and say that I'm rationing it like a man on a deserted island with only a couple of oranges left. You know, to prevent scurvy...

I was playing basketball today and I had two ringers on my team. it was them and two other guys who thought because they played there daily they automatically deserved to get the ball on every possession. so after about the 4th trip down, they decided to stop trying. So it was basically 3 on 5. how lame. It was one of them that had asked me to play and I had to exert extra effort to cover any extra guy? BS. I would have understood if the ringers were missing shots but they weren't they were on fire. I was fine with it- I'm used to be the fat guy to fight for offensive rebounds and score that way and I did on the occasion they missed. I'm just saying if the oldest fattest guy on the court is still trying even though he knows the ball isn't gonna get passed to him, man up and at least play D. When I actually had the ball I tried to get them involved but they just either passed it back or shot hook shots from half court. Not cool. We still won. I have to say my post D is improving, my outside shot is on fire (12-15 ft out), and my post moves are finally coming around. Still need to work on my lateral movement. When I'm defending a face up player try as I might, I give up base line too easily. Haha but I always have- I play what you call Tom Chambers D. I'm gonna try to play a couple steps closer to them next time and see what that does...

Well its Midnight and I plan on waking up at 6am to hit the gym and climb Cowles before the kids wake up. Then its off to the Zoo to have them go on their Bataan Death March. If they survive, I'll treat them to some Filippis. Feel Free to join

Buck Shot and 9th Wonder- No Comparison. Veteran MC with one of the best beat makers out there. You have probably heard his beats and have never realized it. From Beyonce, to Nas, to Jay Z and everyone in between.