Jewelz

What would you do if it was the last night of the world?

That's how one of my favorite stories of all time starts- Ray Bradbury's Last night of the world. In it a couple realizes they have had the same dream- not only them, but every one in the world. Instead of the usual rioting and paranoia that would be assumed, the couple and the rest of the world accept their fate. They do their usual nightly routine, put the kids to bed, have a cup of coffee and tell each other goodnight knowing they will never wake up.
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the story is on the link above- its a pretty short one. I for one would be so sadden at the fact that my kids would never grow up to live their full lives and while I don't think I would have the courage to tell them it was the last night of their lives, I would spend it being with them and would end up waiting for them to go to sleep before I joined them. The biggest fear I have especially since moving up here in LA is not being with them if something like this would happen. Or just dying without ever being able to see them one last time. I am sure this is every parent's fear. OC's song has the melancholy feel I would associate with such a pending outcome. This is one of my all time favorite beats and always has me reflecting on my life. I wonder how all my friends would spend their last night on earth if they knew it was their last night. I know other than spending time with my kids I would want to see all of you one last time and thank you all for your friendship...

Tonight I took D on an easy 3 mile hike (ha well easy for me anyways- gotta work on his hiking skills) so that he could continue photographing the night scenes of LA. I took him on Monday night to Griffith Park where he took an awesome picture of Downtown LA that hopefully will be framed and put on display at Wes' home. I was hoping he would get another awesome picture of the Santa Monica pier, but the view from Topanga State park was a little too far off. So he started experimenting with some other types of pics. Super Imposing me and himself of the view from up there and also of using a flashlight like a pen to draw our names. Those look pretty awesome and hopefully he'll work on them to post on the FB....

I havent post alot lately mostly because nothing remotely exciting has happened recently. Also work has taken its toll not only on me, my gym time, and this blog. Normally when I was unemployed this here would be like my job- making sure you all had some bs to read while taking time off from work- At least I hope it would be something you all enjoyed reading. Hopefully once I get the routine of my new schedule down I will make time for this as I like the fact that some of you do enjoy them if not just read them to pass the time...

I still am working on my side project of one verse songs about a landlord and his tenants- I have the ideas of each verse in my head, I just want to make sure they make some sense and arent completely lame like most of my lyrics. They are inspired from stories I have heard some of you speak of as well as the sites I see daily driving through the hood while going to work. So I will finish it, but again the triple A (begginning to become a really lame place because of their bs outdated procedures, but thats for another time) has also bit into this.

I was happy to hear the wednesday basketball league team won its first game- from what I read it was an exciting game. 2 OTs! I just wish I would have at least been there to offer support from the bench. I am also playing on a Sunday League team. This team fits my style of play a little better although last game I didnt get the ball passed to me on the offensive side. That is gonna have to change because I feel I can contribute on that end as much as I am contributing for them on defense and on the boards. It funny because I really dont know even of the guys on that team- I just show up do my thing and head on home. I gottta remember to take a picture of the mural inside the gym we play at in East LA. It is simply awesome. We are 3-1 in that league and the games have been really competative. One of the games we came back from 7 down in the second half and held on to win by one. Fun stuff really.

Well I'm off to bed since I have to wake up early enough to take Kobe on Wes' Ladera Heights loop walk.

Late.

verses from my abstract

its the calm before the storm
so be forewarned when I step into the ludus
come with a style thats beyond ridiculous
content and sick lyrics
average cats cant compare to it
even some majors be in danger
if they step to this stranger
see cuz I'm far from your average
when I'm not discussing women I'm a beast- a savage
keepin it simple so you can understand this
see I hail from the sleepy  town of San Diego
SD so many would feel free to to step to me
but they wouldn't be able to handle
these writtens proof that I'd dismantle
coming up on 33 but that aint stopping me
still feel young and anythings a possibility
like maybe one day see me rocking an open mic most beautifully
like keith murray oh wait I'm datin
some of you young cats cant follow
same reason why you cant swallow
what I'm feeding you all best be retreating
this here took me less than 3 minutes to turn from thoughts
to ferociousness
dont need the buddha to bless
straight sober- going for 22 days straight
why cuz I gotta learn how to play it straight
and maybe one day make a decent date

present state of mind LA
but still bleed padre blue
in my veins SD so gotta stay true
how so?
See Days go bye when I wish I was in pb
Sipping Double shots of Jameson to keep me from being thirsty
Slayin Dumbasses who dont know their hip hop history
Stayin Down to earth as I unearth their weaknesses
Showin Dudes that its not too late to pick up a pen
Spitting Diverse shit from kids, life, and trials with women
Saying Dumb shit that no one can intrepret like when I'm a
Sloppy Drunk I'm coming out no more fakin the funk
Shy Dick is how you can describe me for my drunken asshole tendencies
Still Doubting my love for home
So Down 619 still the area code on my phone
if after this verse you still don't get it forget it you never will click dial tone

See I walk up hills and come down mountains
theres not enough ink in them fountains
so I no longer pen
I just type shit up as my brain comes up with the content
no re writes this is how I'm ventin
call me lame call me boring
but like usual its with the euros I be scoring
I fall asleep with a beat in my ear
soothes my brain calms my fears
wake up with another line to write
no longer thanking god for that white
its been a while but this blog will continue to be tight
never gonna give it up
like a black key imitation
the one true mexican soul sensation
no 6 pack but I still cause situations
passing me by be crazy talk like you was charlie sheen
and just like that blew way passed  sixteen...

The Hood

The Hood

So I'm driving thru my new hood
tryin to find what the landlord said was so good
but so far its all despair
choosin my colors carefully cuz I don't dare
wear the wrong ones
looking for all the supposed fun
there's Tryone- homeless who you don't wanna call
cuz he uses my stairwell as a bathroom stall
there's Kaye on the corner flowers isn't all she's sellin
there's Linda on the other beggin everyone for some chicken
schools where kids have to wear uniforms
lost college kids lookin for a way back to their dorms
its dirty, trashy buildings that graffiti has ravished
in Los Angeles but everything's in spanish
Sundays the only day its quiet and I can hang on my porch
and thats only for a few hours while the hood's at church...

The Apartment

The Apartment

Nah this aint melrose place
its more for those with an urban taste
no AC bring a fan cuz summers be scorchin'
buy your own raid you brought them cockaroaches
I picked the wallpaper so don't you be scrapin'
or you'll be paying for the repaintin'
bring some febreze cuz the bathroom got no ventilation
what you smokin' askin' about free WiFi
had me laugh so hard you made me cry
the carpet needs steaming thats no doubt
but that chalk outline is what got you the discount
no pool no gym workout with the neighbor's tree
good luck with the cable or direct TV
and don't you be late with the rent
or you'll be on skidrow stayin' in a tent
all I'm sayin' is be glad you can afford this apartment...

Intro- The Deposit.

Slightly influenced by Ice Cube's death certificate...

The Landlord side- The mostly low down money grubbing not caring if they end up throwing you out in the street with your kids, robbing you of your deposit even though you cleaned and patched up the walls, never fixing anything that broke down in your apartment, scoundrels... (of course my present landlord excluded)

Intro- The Deposit 

you better have good credit
or you might as well forget it
tear your application without hesitation
at the first mention of your section 8 requestin
this aint the projects I'm rentin'
soil my carpet paint my walls and I'll be ventin'
miss one month and I'll say peace
toss your shit out- oh was that expensive piece?
don't care if you on government cheese
so no excuses please
no I aint waiving them application fees
what you want the first month free?
or maybe for just a dollar?
hell no this aint no damn storage locker
and when you bounce take your trash kid
or your deposit I'll be taxin'...

Miss By a Mile

"Its a new year, a new beginning
maybe now I'll stop writing songs for women
ha ha who am I kiddin..."


Aah the super bowl festivities had me out by 10 last night. It was also partly due to my 14 mile hike on Saturday followed by another basketball game in east Los Angeles. It had been a while since I had exclusively played center- had to jump ball and everything (I won it of course). The team is made up of all Mexicans and one white guy. It was fun to win for once- we won by like 8 points and I actually got to play the whole game. Did what they asked me to do which was to rebound and play some defense- they apparently arent hip to my tendency to play terrible d...
For some reason though since I have moved into this room, I wake up during the middle of the night a lot and I have a really hard time going back to sleep. It happened again last night. I woke up at 130 am and couldn't go back to sleep- the rest of the night. I would have been more upset but at around 6 in the morning I heard the bathroom light/fan turn on and proceeded to hear D puke for a good 10 minutes. Other than that, this unable to go back to sleep thing sucks. Don't know if its the mattress, the ghost of the room, or whatever- I have told D since I have been up here the only time I get a full night's rest is when I drink- not making an excuse for me to drink but its the truth. So it was weird that last night after drinking during the majority of the day I didn't sleep through the night. So instead I wrote for a bit, went online for a bit, looked at some insurance courses, read up on some gym workout shit, and read some messages I got on the dating site I'm on. I'm debating responding to this one girl whose profile pic is of the back of her head where she had the word "cunt" shaved into it. haha wanna see how crazy this one really is. I try to refrain from responding to messages at this hour since girls may think I'm on crack or blowing through snow white like I was Charlie Sheen- who by the way impressed me beyond belief with his abilities. I was influenced by a certain someone who has had many an adventure with the online dating thing and figured what the hell- I'm in LA so this might at least be interesting... The workout stuff I read made me decide I needed to take a break from the gym today even after the gluttonous superbowl party. Thats also the thing about this waking up in the middle of the night- its not early enough in the night that people are still awake to hang with and the same time its not early enough in the morning where I just want to stay awake and go to the gym. You got that? Good. So I instead end up listening to music and being online until I try to force myself to go back to sleep which never works.

A quick little drunken tale that involves football in honor of the Superbowl. Back in 2006 right after I had started at the AG, Danny, Nick, and I went over to Nick's buddy's house to watch the chargers play the titans. The Chargers pounded the Titans that day and so in celebration, at half time Nick goes and buys two bottles of Tequila. Have I mentioned Tequila and me don't get along? Put it this way- if you ever see me doing a shot of tequila, I must have had a bad day and you should probably stay away or risk getting ridiculed and/ or fondled. haha. Anyways those bottles of tequila were gone before the end of the game. The last thing I remember is leaving Nick's friend's house. Turns out Danny wandered off to some gas station to be picked up by Joel, Nick went back to his apartment to sleep it off. Even Nick's buddy said once he found out where I ended up that he thought I was the most sober out of us three and was the only one acting normal... Where did I end up? Put it this way, this was the same season when Steve Foley was shot on his way home. I have flashes of memory and audio one of which is yelling at the officers they better not do me like they did Steve Foley. The next memory I have is a prison guard in detox asking me if I knew why I was in detox. My response? Because I'm a freakin Idiot. Another moment I remember is The nurse checking my blood sugar since somehow I got it out to them that I was a diabetic. Haha they must have been scratching their heads as to why I was alive the way I drink. Anyways I tell this story tonight because even though I got completely trashed, ended up in detox, and didn't really have a nice spot to sleep in (although I did get to enjoy my own cell compliments of my medical condition), I still made it to work on Monday. I was out of detox by 6 called up Nick drove me to my Tahoe (yeah I rocked an SUV once) and got to work on time. Some people need to learn how to suck it up when it comes to work...

Miss by a Mile a group effort from Aesop Rock, Slug, Eyedea.

Raining

Haha, whats the point of dreams when they are exactly like real life? I just woke up from a dream that plays out exactly like the scene turns out every time lately in real life. Pretty hilarious and amusing that your subconscious keeps tabs on current situations...

The last couple of days I have been talking a lot to a long lost friend. Its funny how we were able to pick it up and hadn't missed a beat. One if not the only one that has always gotten me. 

Me:" I given up soda pretty much entirely although I feel like a douche sometimes ordering unsweeten Iced Tea or water with a lemon sometimes"
" I order a club soda with lime... So who's the douche"
" So are you feeling good though?"
Me not understanding her question- as in good about what;
" good in what regard?"
" 'Good in what regard?' HA! maybe you should be ordering a club soda with lime..."

" Fia just turned 8! and Danny will be 11 in February... they are doing good- They are both smart as fuck like me."
"And praytell, Hath they your humbleness?"

Haha and it pretty much goes on like that- it feels good remembering that there are some people that just know you...

Today or yesterday actually, since its freaking 3 in the morning and the only reason I'm awake is because of the aforementioned dream and I should be really be sleeping since I have a long day of work, The Aztec game and my own game, in which I actually hope to play semi decent, yeah this is a hell of a run on, but its 3 in the morning for christ sake, anyways at the end of work today, My trainer for the A cubed straight out asked me why I took this job. Like, he was honestly confused. Continued with telling me I was obviously way over qualified and was pretty much wasting my time. Also getting paid less than a homeless pan handler currently. I just explained with the job market the way it was, the jobs I was qualified for I had no shot at because of my lack of a degree so I had to bite the bullet and start from the ground up again. Which is funny because throughout the day he spends it convincing everyone else how great being a CSR there is and how taking phone calls is glorious and all that shit, but all the time he knows its not really all he's making it what its cracked up to be...

In case no one has really gotten it, I am never serious about how good I am at basketball- I get by with the fundamentals, if that and I don't think  everyone really gets that. Some of us on the team played last wednesday and we played 5 on 5 against a team everyone but me thought should have killed us. I didn't think so- they were probably better if not just as good as the teams we have lost to in league play, but the reason I didn't think they shouldnt kill us is because no one is really ever that good-especially if they are playing on an outside court in some apartment complex on a wednesday night. I also tend to thrive in situations where people think they are just gonna roll over my team- some of you on facebook lost 10 bucks once to Brian, me, and three other supposedly lackluster players when they thought we were laughing stocks at basketball- haha you know who you are. Anyways, we played tough and competitive and had a couple of shots to win it actually. So I look forward to playing tomorrow- even if we do end up getting blown out. But more importantly the #4 ranked Aztecs play at #9 BYU- this is supposedly their real statement game and I can't wait to catch it- Someone please let me know if it will be on the Mountain or VS so I can hit up a spot before my game to watch it...

Pandora just played a commercial about the warrior dash right now. I was a little concerned yesterday because I could only go a mile and a half before my shins started killing. Was thinking maybe I was still a long ways off before trying such a thing in April. I was hoping it was because I had gotten on the elliptical prior to it and so today I decided to hit the treadmill and give it another go- went all three miles in 27:29. So that made me feel a lot better and am now looking forward to that as well- Only thing that sucks is that it's on the same day as paid dues- but its close to where this dash is taking place so maybe I'll just run it real quick and head on up to catch Black Star and Murs do their thing. Still gotta see the whole lineup though before making a choice between that and Coachella...

That's it my ass should be sleeping. PS I need a haircut- thought you all should know...

Raining featuring some guy and then Jaysun and Edo G. Snowgoons are a beat making team from germany- they came on the Pandora right when I woke up just now and decided it was a go for the blog...