This is Sparta!! (My 300th Post)

YAAAOOOOOOOOWWWWW!

What's going on ya?
So I was gonna talk about Bitches on this post (You'll understand in the next post) but while putting that post together I realized I've reached my 300th post mark.

Sheesh, where does time go? Even with my multiple hiatuses I managed to reach 300 in 4 years. So I started thinkin. What you ask? Well how every milestone I reach on this blog I decide to go back and see how far I've come, see what it is people may want me to speak about and or re cap on what I've posted in the passed.

Well no more, granted I may do that again at some point however in the current moment I do not want to look back. I don't want to live in the passed, I want to enjoy the now and hop in my DeLorean (which I've owned for over 15 years in my mind) and fly into the future for a lil bit. So what am I gonna do to celebrate this 300th post? Something I've done before, just a lil different this time around. I'm gonna write a letter to myself. You're more than welcome to be nosey and read it. Lol, so here goes:

Sup Meng?

When you look back and read this, (which I know you will) I just want you to know that this was the short time period in your life when you sat down to think of the following

-You had just turned 25, so you were thinking about all the things that society tells us we should have, and the things we should be doing by the time you reach that age. However you didn't dwell on that, you were more so just feeling blessed to have made it to the quarter century mark. Fully content with life and ready for whatever curve ball it had intended to throw your way, you were walkin around with a fresh tattoo on your neck, a smile from ear to ear, just lovin the fact that you were breathin. By the time you come back to read this I hope you still feel the same way.
-You had just come up with a plan for the following year, to get your first car. Preferrably that 1987 Bimmer. Mmmm, are you reminicing what it was to drive her and get all those looks on the street? Did you fix her up like you wanted to? Brownish red, metallic paint job, with the gold BBS rims? Are you still driving it? Or did you get your hand on the wheel of that 64 Impala already? Lol. You also had plans of getting a motorcycle for the followin summer so that you could ride out with Kenny, Ryan, Perse, and Penny... How they doin? And what was it like hittin 160 on the West Side highway on that bad boy? I bet you got a few speedin tickets on that motha f%$kah... Yeah right!? Why would you let the boys catch up to you while you on a bike right? Lmao. Yoooo, Remember those Yeezy's? You paid more for those sneakers than you've ever paid for any one item your entire life, possibly til this day, and that's including all the cameras you've ever bought. By the way, how's the photography goin? Have you reach Johnathan Mannion status yet?
-Remember this was the time period when you knew that 25 was gonna treat you great. You didn't have a care in the world, yet you still had a plan that you were gonna follow. This is right around the time you met Ash. This was the moment in your life where you felt you had been given a fresh start, all because the calander landed on the 14th of August yet another year. After all, they say a black man in America isn't always fortunate to see 25. Is that still a belief? Ah, well who cares. You made it, you graduated from young man to that good ol' 25&Older bracket. It felt great, and like I said I just hope that when you return you feel the same man.

Get back to whatever it is you were doin man! You aint get rich by sittin around reading old ass blog posts and tearin up being proud of how far you've made it! Lolol.

Peace.


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Back for the first Time

*blows dust off the page*

*looks into camera before getting on stage*

Eno: "Hope I still have an audience!"

*walks out the curtains*

YAOOWWWWWWWW!!

What's goin on ya'll? I know its been a long time and I'm sorry. But I'm back like a spine baby! Lol. Did you miss me? I sure missed ya.

I guess it's only fair that before I get back into it I give ya a lil update huh?

Well that's coo.

So check it right, on the 14th of last month I turned 25. Woooooo, I felt so blessed and still do. I really meant to blog about it but I been so busy livin that I kinda just let it fly under the rug. Lol. But in case you were wondering, I had a great effin time with my cousins and my friends that whole week. We went to the Jersey Shore for the weekend, smoked, drank, played games, partied, etc. It was pretty effin dope. So with my blog being born only a few short days after my 21st birthday, you know what that means right? That's right my baby turned 4 on the 24th... Can you believe I've been blogging for 4 years? Crazy, I can almost remember each post. And I know I didn't make a big deal out of it but I did think about it. For those of you who have been reading it for all four years, I cannot thank you enough. You all know how therapeutic writing is for me, so that fact that you sit in on my sessions with myself means a lot to me. Thanks again.

But movin a long, ya know I'm the man when it comes to re inventing myself. Since High School I've gone through at least 4 looks. The mini fro tot the braids, the braids to the caesar, the caesar back to the mini fro, the mini fro to twists, twists to dreads and dreads back to caesar. All while I still wore glasses and didn't have an ounce of facial har. (Wish I had more pictures of all those transitions.) Shortly after the dreads, it was the caesar again when I was 22, and it's when I realized that my hair was thinning. At first I had assumed it was cause of all the different hair styles in such a rather short period of time til recently I realized it was my genetics that I was cursed with. Basically I been goin bald since I was 22, and so a day or 2 before my birthday this year I decided to walk into the barber shop and get a full baldie. Yup, I am now the newest recipient of a completely bald head, and of course a very proud member of the Beard Gang. And the 2 cuts in my left eyebrow have become somewhat permanent. So 25 met me with a new face; so to speak. And you know what, I feel it looks pretty damn good. Also, as you may or may not know, for my last 5 or 6 birthdays I been getting myself a tattoo for my birthday every year, an this year is no different. What did I tattoo you ask? Well I'm glad you asked, I got my neck tattooed! Yup, remember the pigeon I had mentioned I wanted tattooed on me? Well that's what it was gonna be, however the mazing artist I went to, (Lalo Yunda from my shop Sacred Tattoo Shop) suggested that the bird may not have worked on my neck the way I envisioned it. So I ended up getting a single wing with the Yankee logo in it. It's so tough, when I finally do the photo shoot that I wanna do with it I'll show it to ya. I think I used to say that I wouldn't get my neck tattooed, but I think this was back when I was a lil more conscience of what  society thought and how I would be looked at, but now, I'm older and I really don't give 2 shits what society has to say. I plan on going in to get another tattoo at the end of this month and at th top of October. I'm sure some of you are thinking, "Well, what about work?" Well, it's still going great. Lol on my birthday I made 9 months there, making it the longest I've ever kept a job, I must say I'm proud of myself. Bye bye retail! Lol.

So what else, I turned 25, I got a new look, new tattoo, work still going great. Oh yeah! Laila lives here with us now. Lol Laila is a (now) 5 month old Pitbull/Boxer mix puppy who was supposed to stay here for a weekend. A friend of Rudy's brought her over to stay here while he and Rudy tried to find a permanent home for her. Well, I believe that was a month and a half ago. Lol. It seems that unintentionally she has found her permanent home. We all love her and we can't wait til she is grown so that we can say "She is fully house broken" lol. Til then, her and Juno will continue to be best friends, making noise into the late hours of the night, Go be with us all! Lolol. I'm still an unlicensed driver, but I plan to go and get my license in about 2 weeks. Just need that hook-up, cause there's no way I'm sittin in nobody's classroom for 5 hours watchin a 20 year old defensive driving vhs tape and takin a 5 hour class. Yeah right I'd rather ride dirty for the rest of my life! Lol Also, I hear "Bull for Mylez" is coming back with a season 2. I guess last but not least, I'd like to let ya know (and this is technically the first time I'm going public with it, cause I had to let my fam know before I shared it with the world! Lol) I am now someone's boyfriend! Lol. Yeah man, ya boy Eno got himself a nice girlfriend. Still sounds new but real cool. Damn, I had been single for about 7 years now. But good things come to those who wait, and I really wasn't willin to settle down with just anyone, but now Ashley is here and I plan on ridin out with her for a long while. Are you surprised? Don't be, lol. So I guess that's a good start to catch up with. I didn't offend anyone with this post, but it's still early in the day! Lmao. I'll be back a lil later with a fresh new post and some more bs to spit at ya!

Hope ya aint been missin me too much, I gotta admit I've been missing writing for a while now, so it feels good to dust off the top page of this blog and share some thoughts with ya. So with all that said, I'm about to hit the post button and open up a brand new window to discuss my new blog topic, so come back very very soon.

Stay Up and Stay Tuned!

Life is About...

You ever be sittin, drivin or hangin around thinkin: "What is life about?" Yeah I know you have, cause I know I have, and how different are you from me if you're reading this?

Well question no more. I'm here with the answer to your very deep question. In my boredom at work today I came up with the list of things that life is about, pull up a seat and get ready to get your mind blown. Ready?:

Life is about finding the perfect balance between everything and nothing.
You probably sittin there thinkin: "What the eff is this nigga talmbout?" With the wild confused face.

Check it out, Life is About:

The perfect hat to go with your favorite sneakers - The right Yankee fitted aaaalways does the trick, but maybe you're more of a Fedora or Golfer hat kinda guy. So finding the one with the same colors or the same style to match or go with your new vintage kicks!? That's Life!

The perfect shades to complement the shape of your face - Aviators aren't for everyone. They work for me because I have a round face, but maybe you're a wafer kinda face shaped typa dude! lol. Maybe you were meant for Versace, or even Versace knock off offs from Canal.

The perfect weather - I'm a 77 degree type of guy. Sunny, no chance of precipitation, blue skies and an ice cold lemonade. But maybe you're more of a rainy day, cloudy 54 degree type of guy/gal.

The perfect day with family/friends - I think that's self explanatory.

Life is about finding the perfect soundtrack to your life. Put all your favorite songs on one big ass playlist and drive to it or ride the train with it.

Life is about a full tank of gas and driving with absolutely no destination.

Life is about the perfect sandwich on your lunch break and maybe not coming back into the office.

It's about laughin so hard til you think to yourself: "This is it, THIS is how I'm gonna die, by running out of oxygen from laughing so fuckin hard!"  < I been there, it's the most amazing feeling in the world.

+Pancakes
+Icy white Air Force 1's for the summer
+Clean ass Wheat suede Timbs for the winter
+Fresh white tees all year round
+Seeing lil kids laugh
+Appreciating the rain
+Cause you know it comes before the sun
+Music
+A Tattoo
+Perfect amount of closet space
+Mister Softee Ice Cream
+Hopping the turnstile at the train station just to say you did it.
+Summertime
+The Beach
+Taking that one picture that your grandchildren will one day see and say "Wow!" for whatever reason.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did" - Mark Twain said that... It's cliche as fuck but its so true.

Life is about finding yourself, throwing caution to the wind once in a while, discovering yourself and the life around you. So when people say, go to school, get an education, get a job turn it to a career, yeah that's all cool.... But why not make a whole bunch of little mistakes here and there on that long yet very short road called life?
-Life is about finding the perfect balance between everything and nothing.-

I'm just rambling on, so I guess I'll stop here. Lol

Stay Up and Stay Tuned!

Never Change

What's good ya?
Yo fellas, lemme ask you something: You ever be having conversation with a female and you tell her about a girl you like and she gives you a list of hatin ass reasons why you shouldn't? Like: "Eww, you like her? Why? You know everything on her is fake right?" Or something like: "You know she got a man right?" Lol, So what trick!? Why you hatin' Lol!

Anyway, that had absolutely nothing to do with today's post although I may use it for a future post.

But anyway, onto today's business.
Have ya, by any change seen the video of Hov speaking at a rally or something of that nature in Philedelphia to promote a project he has alongside Budweiser?

Well if you haven't try to find it and fast forward to about 3:45 in the video where Jay actually starts talking. He goes on for a while and mentions what he'll be doing with this program and then goes on to say how he feels Philedelphia has always had talent and yadda yadda yadda. I would go into more detail but ya lazy ass can go and find the video so that you can see what I'm talkin about. Lol.

At this point Freeway, a Philly native and former (I believe) RocaFeller Records (Jay-z's Record label) recording artist came up on stage. Okay, so this is where it gets interesting.

Jay, who is of course in some un doubtedly expensive sneakers under a pair of fitted jeans, a white tee and a blazers seems to be un appreciative of Freeways presence. Freeway who is in a regular graphic tee and some baggy jeans seems to simply want to support a former co-worker and friend in his endevours to promote any positive movements in his hometown, is standing there waiting for Jay to finish speaking. Jay barely aknowledged him and didn't even give the brother dap. (That's a hand shake for those of ya who may not be too savy with the slang. Lol)

So when the moment comes for a picture to be taken, while the entire audience is watching and the cameras are rolling, Jay very politely and discreetly places his hand on Free's back without saying a word and sways him away from the stage! Damn Homie! Lol
I was watchin the video thinkin: "..................." That's right I didn't know what to think, I just know I didn't like it.
Let's analyze this together shall we?
Looking at it from all angles, there is some fault here on both parties. For starters, no matter how excited he was, Free should have practiced a little more restraint and realized that this had very little or nothing to do with him and stayed in the audience instead of coming up on the stage. Because now in the long run what happens is you end up lookin like the guy that got denied a dance at the club during that ONE song that you NEED a partner to dance with. All your boys are ridin cheeks, and you just so happen to be standing under the spot light cold and alone! And Nobody wants to be that guy. Lol So that's one part.
However, Hov, knowing this man personally should have practiced a little more humility and allowed his former co-worker and friend a chance to enjoy the glory of the moment. Yeah this had little to nothing to do with him, but shit, don't treat homie like Lil Mama at the MTV awards! that's foul. At some point or another you've broken bread with this man and now you alienate him in public and treat him like some bum on the street who tried to get in your picture.... I mean I'm sure there's more that went into Jay's thought process when he was doing what he did, but I'm only going off of what I saw on the video.

So lemme tell you how I feel about this, although (like I said) there was fault on both sides, the Jerk Award goes to (Drum roll please) Hova the god.

And now I'll tell you why, I have a problem with even the idea of people getting too big for their britches. Yes, you are a multi millionaire, you have fine suits, a Hollywood famous Bombshell wife, you ride in very expensive cars have your own jets, and are involved with several big businesses. But brother, please don't ever forget you came from the same pissy hallways in Marcy projects in Brooklyn that so many other people came from. You came from the same struggles, the same street corners you were cut from the same cloth as the rest of us. yeah you worked hard to get to where you are and I commend you for that, no one can take that from you, but you know good and Cot Damn well you werent born with a silver spoon in your mouth.
Hov is my favorite rapper but I don't like seeing people become too big to show the little people anymore. I hate feeling that someone think they are better than the rest simply because they have more 0's in their bank account.
What happened to the Jay-Z that came to TRL on a scooter and a Du-Rag, the one that said "Went to MTV in Du-Rags, I made them love you" You being in reference to the guys on the streets. What happened to the Jay-Z that said "thug nigga til the end tell a friend Bitch, Won't change for no paper plus I been rich" looks like that nigga changed!

And I'm not saying don't change, cause of course we all have to change, it's a part of our evolution, its a part of growing up and getting older. But change for the better. Do I make any sense? It's very possible to change and not forget. And that's all I'm sayin.
Same goes for Kanye, another one that I'm a fan of, but he's on Twitter airing me and a million other people out. Saying he hates seeing people in Button up shirts and hoodies, off brand sneakers and sweat pants, etc. etc. etc. meanwhile this is the same man who got on a stage with a womans blouse and has been seen parading around town in leather skinny jeans!? Come the fuck on bruh, don't spit on your fans cause you don't like their wardrobe, You another one, you were wearing Jordans and a white tee last week, now you got some bread its all Margiela kicks and Versace furniture? have a seat on that fancy silk couch my man. Humble your self. You went from "tank on empty, whippin my mommas Volvo" to "Lamborghini Mercy" with no stops in between. Cut it out b!

I find myself wondering, is this what being wealthy is about? Is it possible to become stupid filthy rich without becoming a fuckin jerk!? Would Oprah shit on me if she bumped into me on the street tomorrow cause I'm not dressed a certain way or because she doesn't recognize me from the Fortune 500 club? If that's what it's about you can keep it. In fact I'd like to say a prayer right now:

Dear God,
When I become rich, please remeber to keep me planted to the ground, Remind me that I am not stronger than the earths gravitational pull.

As for the homies on that "Otis" record, the ones that asked us to "Watch the Throne" all I ask is that ya remember where ya came from. You 2 niggas are men from Brooklyn and Chicago. No matter how hard you try to make the rest of the people believe that you are royalty, at the end of the day, me and a whole bunch of other people still see you two as regular human beings. Hov wasn't your song called "never Change"? Yeah, I thought it was.

Stay Up and Stay Tuned!

Mothers Day

From your womb I came into this world 

kicking and screaming,

cold and alone, til the moment the doctor placed me in your arms.

Nearest to your heart, I laid in your arms and from that moment I knew

that I would never again feel cold and alone. 

A mother is a best friend from the Lord above.

And Lord knows I've never known a better friend than you,

Mom.

Good Morning all....

That was my attempt at a Mothers Day Poem off the top of my head. Lol, so what it doesn't rhyme. Lol

Anyway, I just wanted to take some time out to talk to my mommy through the art of written words. 

Dear Mom,

               For as long as I can remember, you've always been my best friend. I could always confide in you and trust that you will both understand and never judge me. We've been through a lot over the years. You've become my financial and spiritual adviser lol, my therapist, and just an overall cool ass mom son! < See what I did there? Lol. There's no words in the English language or in any other for that matter that could ever begin to explain the amount of love I have and always will have for you, to explain to you how grateful I am that I have you. You've done a tremendous job raising me and my little brother, and when I look at you, I can't help but thank God a million times for giving me the best mom in the world.  Te quiero mucho mami, que Dios the bendiga.

  Me and My Mommy's Mommy Yesterday

All I had to do was say "Say Cheeeese Grandma"

and she lit up like a Light bulb.

I thank God for her everyday!

  L to: R

Me, My lil brother Rudy and Mommy Dearest!

This was Rudy's Graduation

Me and My Queen!

I Love you Mom!

So to my mom and to all the mothers in the world, please know that Mothers Day is everyday. Every morning that you wake up to have your babies up and ready for school, everyday that you change a diaper or stay up through the night because your child is sick, every time you worry cause your kids are going out with their friends or whatever else, we (your children) are appreciating you.

To all the single mothers your appreciation is more than doubled. Everyone knows being a mom is the hardest job in the world, but it's even harder when you have to do it alone. To all my aunts, my friends with children, I love you all. Happy Mothers Day!

Honduras 2012 Pt. II

Yaaoooooooowwww!
Ya Llege!

Lol, excuse me, I'm still in vacation mode til 6am tomorrow morning therefore some of my words are still comin out in spanish! But anyway, I'm back. Did you miss me? Lol

For those who didn't know and just plain haven't been paying attention, I went to Honduras for 10 days. It was beyond beautiful, like it always is. 10 days without a phone, without internet, without any technical connection to the concrete jungle and any world like it. Just me and my family in a village in Honduras that we call Santa Fe.

Really I'd have to sit in front of the computer for about 10 more days to fully explain to you how great it was and what fun I had but as we all know I don't have that kind of time. So instead I'll post a few pictures and a link to the full album on my Flickr. They say a picture speaks 1000 words, well I have about 725 or so of em and a few videos.... You do the math! Lol

 ^First image of my trip....^

My Cock! Lolol

 ^Grandma's Crib^

Ol G been House crippin sin 89! 

Lol

 ^House in the Hills^ 

 ^Santa Fe^

 ^Palm Trees Everywhere^

 ^My First Meal of the Trip^

I Believe.... Lol

 ^Loani^

 ^New Default^

^Topogio^

(toe 'po 'gee 'oh)

^Bout to Set the Sun^

There's a whole lot more here with a few more descriptions and such: http://www.flickr.com/photos/48199448@N04/6934961904/in/set-72157629824207673  <--- Click and Enjoy! I'll probably write more sometime tomorrow.

As for now I'm gonna enjoy the remainder of my vacation. Peace! Lol

Stay Up and Stay Tuned!

Honduras 2012

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!
Just in case you missed me, that's where I been. I'll be back in a few hours with a post and some pics!

Stay Up and Stay Tuned!