Tuesday, January 30, 2007

The Furious One has a softer side...

I guess older folks remember the days of mixtapes...(now I suppose it's burned CDs or iTunes playlists). But one of the hallmarks of puppy love was making a mixtape. I mean, when you liked a girl, and you couldn't afford flowers or somehing fancy, it was just a way to tell her how you feel I guess if you had some CDs or tapes or something...I know I used to do stuf like this back in the day. I haven't in a while and with Valentine's Day coming up ...well, it's ok to feel nostalgic about when love used to feel purer back in the day.


So if I were to make a mixtape for that girl today, this is how it'd go:


"Charlene" - Anthony Hamilton
"Higher" - D'angelo
"Freak n' U" - Jodeci
"Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)" - The Beach Boys
"Common Man" - David Ruffin
"Wherever, Whenever, Whatever" - Maxwell
"April Showers" - Dru Hill
"I Love You" - Faith Evans
"Someone to Love You" - Ruff Endz
"Kung OK Lang Sayo" - Truefaith
"I've Just Seen a Face" - The Beatles
"U Luv" - J Dilla
"Stay the Night" Mariah Carey
"There For You" - Damian Marley
"No Me Ames" - Marc Anthony & J-lo
"Miss U" - The Notorious B.I.G.
"Time Will Reveal"- Janelle Monae
"Dosed" - The Red Hot Chili Peppers
"Santaria" - Sublime
"So High" - John Legend
"Afternoon Delight" - Starland Vocal Band
"Stand by my Woman" - Lenny Kravitz
"Reflection" - Prince
"Nothing Even Matters" - Lauryn Hill & D'angelo


Yeah...its sappy...oh well...

Sunday, January 14, 2007

now a contributor

Check out buddy's blog

www.hockeyjones.blogspot.com

I posted a couple times over there. Ain't hard to tell, my posts are the ones that provide Edu-tainment.

small talk in the tri-cities

Talk about ice breakers. I was at a bar with a couple buddies watching the Ortiz/Lidell fight which ended a bit early. Nothing much to do so O, me and Film School Guy decide to catch a flick. I had never met Film School Guy before this night, but apparently he was a friend of O's from work.

So we watch the movie, its pretty late and if you know anything about Vancouver, public transit is pretty much nonexistent after 11PM. Seeing as we were a little out of the way, O volunteered me to drive his friend home. Not really a big deal, I sure didn't want this guy to get stranded.

So, we're just shooting the shit on the way back from Apocalypto when Film School Guy drops this question:

"when does a boy become a man?"

O answers something, I personally stay out of it....Film School Guy: "that was the answer I expected."

"what would the world be like without religion?"

dude, easy (what the hell kind of conversation is this?!?)...So then after dropping O off i'm stuck with Film School Guy. At this point I'm completely terrified he's gonna snap. There's an uncomfortable silence till I'm on the highway and all of a sudden Film Guy says:

"what's your sign, Pisces or Libra?"

"Aries"

FSG flips out! "Dammit!. This always happens! Every single time!"

I mean, FSG just goes nuts, he's upset with himself and I ask him what's wrong.

He responded that he was thinking Aries and he needs to trust his instincts more or some shit but at that point I was just flooring it so I could drop this wackjob off ASAP.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Da Mystery of Chessboxin'




Happy New Year!




I was back in BC for the holidays and it was nice to see old friends and reminisce about the old days despite the rain and all that. That being said, I want to pass along one of my favorite stories when I was hanging with my boys.

One night, me, O and P were just hanging out. This is a nice little park on the Fraser River with barbecues, basketball courts, and you can hear the tug boats chug by towing timber or whatever the cargo of the day is. Anyway, we were just hanging out and for some reason talking boxing. The usual you know, how great Roy Jones Jr. really was etc. So the next logical step from a discussion about boxing is to actually do a little sparing yourself, right?


So O and P start boxing, and when you're a little wasted, I have to admit, it looked really cool. We weren't black belts or anything, but me, O and P all have a little fight background and P still had a speed bag in his basement, so I again reiterate that it was really cool. These guys weren't trying to hurt each other, just some basic shadow boxing.


P was using his reach advantage to try and back up the shorter O with some stiff arm jabs so O all of a sudden makes a move. He bobs under a couple of P's jabs but then O makes a fatal error.


Instead of ducking low and protecting his face and work the body he decides to aim high exposing his face then...BAM!


P just nails him right between the eyes!


"Dude, you hit me!"


"I didn't mean to man"


"You fucking hit me!"


"You walked right into it, I didn't expect you to lead with your head"


After a couple laughs, they made up and we booked it a bit later.


The next night....


Me, P and O are hanging out again and decide to pull over to have a puff. This was an ok spot too, just hanging out on a pedestrian overpass chilling. So I don't know exactly how it happened but O and I started shadow boxing with each other.


As opposed to the previous fight, O wasn't using his reach advantage over me to back me up. Instead, after some stand up exchanges he decides to rush me low. So I pulled out a little Rumble in the Jungle and rope-a-doped him for a while. Then, instead of ducking low and protecting his face and work the body he decides to aim high exposing his face then...BAM!


I nailed him right between the eyes...in the same spot!


"Dude, you hit me!"


"I didn't mean to man"


"You fucking hit me!"


"You walked right into it, I didn't expect you to lead with your head"


HAHAHAHA different people, same results. O was super pissed man. He still gets mad at me for telling this story to this day. But you know, its really funny...