A little Q and A with your Favorite Blogger.

 I decided that you all here might be too shy to ask me anything for fear that I would ignore your questions, so I decided to come up with some questions that I thought you all were dying to ask me but hadn't gotten the nerve to. Or it could be that I am extremely fucking bored while waiting for someone to get home so that we can continue our quest to rid america of zombies...

So which Roy De La Cruz are you? When I google your name to read up on your awesome life I get multiple hits including another roy de la cruz that blogs...


You can't really google me, so I'm assuming you're talking about the Filipino Roy De La Cruz who is actually a serious blogger and has multiple blogs going on at once. I dont take it that seriously. Coincidentally enough, he also pens lyrics from time to time though. Sadly though I also am not the Roy De La Cruz who was a college point guard. I have however in the past lied to ladies at bars and when they didnt believe me I have just told them to google it. he is 6'1" and my height is close enough...

Speaking of basketball, why do you bore us with your stat lines of your league games?
I'm really just trying to coax you into you thinking you're better than me and then challenging me to a game. Its a hustler like move so that when you do, I'll take your money and your pride.

Why is your room a mess?
Its not that its a mess- I just don't bother making my bed unless people are coming over-really its a waste of time i mean its just gonna get unmade the next night anyways... Other than that its really just the laundry I have done that I never get around to putting away. Dont get me wrong I love doing me some laundry- folding it even. But putting away the shit sucks. Same deal with washing dishes. I don't mind doing them but putting them away- I refuse. If you're ever at Wes' and notice the high rise of dishes in the dish rack, that was my precise placing of the dishes so that I don't have to put them away in the cupboards.

Did you know you're wearing two different color socks?
I'll be damned. Both look black to me.

Do you own any tee shirt that isnt a  hip hop group?
Of course! my Vlade Divac shirt to name one.

Speaking of Hip Hop why do you write lyrics?
because every rap fan is a wanna be rapper.

Some of your lines are alright even down right legendary- but why the fuck are they off beat/ non metered?
In my head they are on beat because I know what song I'm writing them to, from Suicide Doors by Sean Price, to DJ Premier, to 9th wonder beats. But really as long as you get the point from the lines, I don't care that they arent, its just that I havent read the book how to rap yet and dont really plan on making a career switch at this point in my life so...

Why are some so medicore?
because I dont sit here and write, re write, and continue to rewrite them. they are one and done from my head to the pen and thats it. The world wouldnt be able to handle it if I actually was motivated enough to finish something (see, putting away laundry, dishes...)

Who do you blatantly rip off for your concepts to those lyrics?
I take it you're not a golfer. Pretty much the groups I listen to, if you havent bothered listening to the songs I post up here, then you obviously wouldnt know. Like for instance, the whole series of the landlord and tenets was really taken from Brother Ali's Shadows of the Sun song. Read the lyrics and you'll see I borrowed a couple of lines, but other than that the rest I try to be as original with them as I can. One day I'll post a listing of what song inspired/was plagiarized to come up with the lyrics that have been posted on here- every one. I promise, but Wes just came in and its time to save america. so I'll do that another time

That landlord v tenets, were they written about specific people?
 Only one- Apartment C- and no it wasnt about me. I have a friend I have known since 5th grade who is going through a rough time. The rest may have been inspired from events during the time I wrote them, but they werent specific to people and some have obvious tones of my life but dont necessarily reflect it completely. fine fine I'll jot down a list of whoever inspired each song later but don't feel like doing it now.Obviously the one about the dog is about Kobe.

How is this interview going?


honestly I was gonna ask myself harder questions but forgot what they were cuz I am hungry.

you know people will think you are either crazy or full of yourself for having interviewed yourself, right?
yeah I'm a nerd, freak, schizophrenic like that. but thats why the 20 people that read this in the usa read this. I can only guess the people from europe and asia read this to practice their english...

Most Beautifullest Thing In This World

Its Father's day- A happy one to all my friends who are dads- Danny, Hugo, Bill, Jason, Stacey, Jake, Joel, Saadiq, Derrick, and to my uncle. To all my childless, barren, deprived of the joy of leaving a legacy, have a happy sunday too. Kids really are the most beautifullest things in the world and you too will one day feel that. I received a father's day card from my kids on Thursday which was a nice break from the other pieces of mail I have been receiving lately-haha, damn set backs. Anyways this is the first one I wont be having with my kids- I worked yesterday and wasnt able to make it down there this weekend. Its cool though because I will be down there next weekend. Chilis La Mesa is calling my name afterall... Today I think I will either get in a quick hike or run by the beach and then hit up my basketball game around 5. I myself have been playing some horrible ball- the other night I blew 4 easy put ins and even though I was fouled on all of them, I should have made them. my shot is also off although during warms up I hit everything. need to find a way to do that in games. The rebounding is still there obviously cuz I'm too awesome not to grab every board.... But then after that I guess just lounge at the ludus.

Beginning this week, I am gonna start hitting up the gym full time again- Ive been slacking- in preparation for Havasupai. Issam is making it out to be the most exhausting, terrifying hike ever, what with rodents, helicopter rescues, heat strokes, falling rocks, having to out play the devil on your favorite instrument, having to solve a riddle from the troll at the bridge, and needing to have whip skills like indiana jones in order to get to the campsite. Me? I'm not worried. The only thing I'm missing from my arsenal are them pants that convert into shorts with zippers. But still a little boot camp training me style will only make the hike go a little more smoother...

The type of job I have right now requires that you have people around your cubicle that make the day go by faster. Saadiq and Ivan are these types of cats. The other day I realized Saadiq and me were arguing over Hockey. Please note that this is a Mexican and Black guy arguing over HOCKEY.
" The throwing of octopus onto the ice is really only a Detroit thing dude"
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" I've been looking at this dude's billing and I'm about to hit him with the dreaded 'I don't know' hahahahahaha"
" Oh man haha not that! you cant make something up? Weave a confusing tale of the autoclub billing practices that confuses him to the point of giving up and just paying what the bill says?"
" hahaha tried that already and this man is no fool.- hold up"
Saadiq returns to his phone call and confused policyholder
" Thanks for holding sir, I looked at your billing and I gotta be honest- I DONT KNOW... yes sir what you  youre welcome I will look into this further and call you back. I promise."
Me to Saadiq
" Its alright Saadiq you did the best you could, you did the best you could. Shake that off, shake that off! there will be a tomorrow!"
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" I'm coming up with a top ten list of ice cube hits that werent singles."
" 'My Summer Vacation?'"
"hahha you know it- what you know about 'My Summer Vacation'!"- Saadiq's response to every hip hop rap group or song I know that he doesnt think I should know.
 Man I rocked some Ice Cube before he turned soft and went all hollywood. actually lethal injection. that was the last thing i ever purchased from him... Too Short, BDP, NWA, Geto Boys- man that was my childhood-then I heard bonita applebum, check the rhyme, the choice is yours, and my west coast love went on hiatus...

" What you know about the Low End Theory?"
"haha I know regardless what music you listen to from punk to rap to classical, to mexican ranchero music, you better have that in your top ten albums of all time."


Keith Murray- The Most Beautifullest thing in this world. I'm off to start this Sunday.

Dog day afternoon

He hangs out on the porch and across the street
From that ugly ass building but still wonders if they have meat
Cuz his owner is a vegan and all he gets is oat treats
That ain't enough to battle his worst enemy
That man in blue strolling with them papers
Always with bad news that man is a hater
But his barks have no bite behind that door
A daily defeat when them papers hit the floor
It's just them two the owner and him
So when friends are over he gets blamed for the fartin'
But thats cool he don't mind it
Plus his owner is the one who has to pick up his shit
Yeah that's right he has a privileged life
Good food, filtered water, and he gets to sleep inside
Though he hates the long walks, and when he gets dressed
And when the girl comes over he gets kicked out the bed
But other than that no major bones
So is the life of the one kobe Jones

The graduate

When disaster strikes, describes this scene
There's take out, trash, liquor- not one spot clean
Passed out, boxers only on his floor
Couldn't quite figure out his bedroom door
Finals were on Thursday and he had to celebrate
Aced his shit and he's gonna graduate
So he went on a bender
And ten years later whose gonna remember
That he grabbed her ass and got slapped by the bartender
Proceeded to get cut off on his 16th beer
Oh well he's the future of America let's make that clear
That plane you fly in, he'll be the engineer
So it was her loss
One day soon he'll make more than her boss
And that's all he really tried to explain
That she should jump ship and board his train
His red face proof of the rejection
So it was time to stumble back to the apartment
Wasted yet again his neighbors can tell
As he pulls it put to piss below his stairwell
And they hope he gets over this
Cuz one day he might run this government...

Speed

Yesterday's post was a result of this conversation....

So yesterday, Ivan asked me if I was gonna hit up a dodger game this weekend cuz the padres are play them. I replied that I was thinking about it because I have never been to dodger stadium. Ivan sits across from my buddy Saadiq. Saadiq upon hearing this lets me know that my LA cool status has dropped or some shit because I havent ever been- I reply with he has no SD coolness cuz he's never been to Petco Park...

" I go to stadiums that have championships brother..."

oof! blow to the stomach; I grimace in having to acknowledge this fact.

Saadiq does not stop there;

" I had some respect for the Padres in my youth until they started trading away everyone- hahaha what they get for Fred McGriff again? some baseballs? some helmets? cuz I know they didn't get no players"

I could only reply-

" I hope they got a washing machine and some stirrups..."

" And what about your Chargers?"

I try to cut him off-

"Dont even be bringing up Leaf-"

The man knows a little something about sports

"Saadiq you're cutting to the core of me- this is stinging more than my divorce. you're bringing up painful memories of my youth..."

Saadiq, Ivan start laughing, I join in as I realize none of us have taken a phone call in quite some time, which is you know like our jobs... Hence the hasty post at lunch yesterday... I'm off to hike the away the pain that is still lingering...

Speed probably again from little brother dunno know probably posted it before...

The pain

Watch "Murs - The Pain" on YouTube

The following are by far the most painful times in my life

June 1991; NBA finals Lakers verses Chicago. The series started so beautifully with big Sam Perkins hitting a last second 3 to win game one. Vlade magic and them were well on the way. But then they lost 4 in a row- three at home and it was finally clear who the greatest basketball player of all time would be. To add insult to injury I had bet my teacher on the lakers winning and ended up having to wash his lame ass Porsche in front of the whole school... this is why I want Chicago to win the east this year- so that the lakers can avenge my crying and embarrassment from twenty years ago. With bynum playing like a man this should be easily accomplished

January 1994- the chargers have just shocked the world by beating Pittsburgh in Pittsburgh to advance to the superbowl. Only to get there asses handed to them in the superbowl. The worst part is that I couldn't even watch it because I had to work at kmart and got yelled at every time I stayed too long in the tv section... to date the chargers have not returned to the promised land. I can only hope this is the year....

October 1998- the padres are shocking the world by dismantling the best Yankee team ever. Gywnn and Vaughn have both homered to give them a comfortable lead. They rocked David wells. Then the inning happened mark langston gets squeezed by the ump against Paul O'neill on a pitch that to this day is a strike and the Yankees come back to win. I truly believe if the padres win that first game, they would have won it all, they had another game locked up as well but a certain closer blew the save. Tony gwynn was the only padre to hit like a man that series he hit a cool .500.

To this day no championship other than indoor soccer has come to san Diego and for all intents and purposes my life is half over. I don't want to end up like a lame ass cubs fan who lived and died never knowing the feeling of seeing a championship.

do my tears surprise you? Yes strong men also cry, strong men also cry...

my notes

These last couple of weeks have been simply great. Don't know what I did to deserve it- maybe I don't but like William Money said, " deserves got nothing to do with it" from excellents sunday fundays in LA and San Diego, learning of a pay raise, being able to post for a promotion less than a month out of training (lets hope I get it-thats a different story), to seeing my kids in SD and now getting to have them for a real extended period of time up here in LA. Even moms is paying a visit. Not to mention a new atmosphere album that is growing on me, and a concert in the next week. Shit is just looking rosy right now. Maybe its just a shift in focus and thought about being in LA and at this new job stemming from my hike a couple of weeks ago, maybe its just pure luck. Fuck maybe its just that summer is around the corner. Tell you what, there is no better feeling than your beautiful daughter curling up next to you. congrats to Hugo and Kelly for their upcoming baby boy. While life isnt completely good, its getting there and thats all I have been waiting for I guess- a sign that this is turning around. It is.

I have the final three concepts of my little project in my head I'll get them on here once my wrist improves-really the only bs happening right now. anyways had to share this good frame of mind,

My Notes, by you know who.