Mookie says: RIP DJ AM

I used to see you out at parties. People were worried when that plane crashed.

But you made it. 

Now you're dead.

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True Story Tuesday

I'm watching dumb TV because I don't know what else to do.

Somehow, in my absence from LA, I start to realize how Hollywood dictates reality. 

I flip from "The City" to another channel. I'm pissed. What is up with Los Angeles shows that pretend to reflect NYC? 

Fucking Gossip girl. 

Hello. The only people at Pinkberry in Manhattan are from LA.

True Story Tuesday

You know you're in Malibu when Anthony Kiedis is wearing so much sunscreen you can barely see his face, as he waddles by some insane diver who caught a 3 foot sea bass. Meanwhile, flipper and co are swimming in the waves, and the only people of color are wearing linen suits, nikes and posing for wedding photos.

Mookie says: Basketball woes

I miss basketball. That was my relationship. We had a good 10 day run, I didn't leave the house, we just messed around 4 hours every night. Now I gotta wait until Thursday and it's killing me.

pretty things pt 2

Mookie says: Basketball is where it's at

How insane is the NBA right now? I'm convinced the Olympics made everybody better.

These games are all I care about, it's all I'm gonna be doing...

and a salute to BJ for being dope.

Pretty things

True story Tuesday: Back on the block

Two old guys, one in a Lexus, the other in a Mercedes, are bitching at each other like wanna-be New Yorkers. A 4 year-old just tried to hit on me while his nanny was pushing him in a stroller. I almost got killed by a stressed-out SUV driving soccer mom on her cell phone, and what the fuck is up with that garbage truck that keeps coming back?

True Story Tuesday

Coolest couple on the block call it quits.

Jay and Beyonce were the kids in school with bucked teeth, who ate their own boogers, had really annoying parents, and would do anything to feel accepted.

Nas and Kelis were cool. They did what they wanted.

Uncool people who used to eat boogers, stay in Texas and endure ridiculous marriages.

When cool people grow up, they get divorced. 

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True Story Tuesday

You know you're in LA for spring break...

When Alchemist is buying pot from the dealer next to the taco shop, before driving of with unrecognizable rapper in escalade.

I live in LA

True Story Tuesday

Overheard in traffic:

Yeah, wow. 63 years of being black. I remember when we were the first black family on the block.

If we acted out, the neighbors would beat us. Then we'd come home to another belt from moms, who would warn us with the words: Don't make me have to tell your father, cause he is going to be tired when he gets home from work. 

If we were really unlucky, we would still get that third beating of the day from pops. 

 

How hot are you really?

True Story Tuesday

One month of yoga: 95 dollars
Monthly bus card for rides from Santa Monica to downtown: 70 dollars
Roast duck and baby bok choy shared 3 ways: 13 dollars
Knowing other people are upset about the uninteresting uninterested men in LA, the empty streets downtown and not being able to get a dinner after 10 pm on a fucking Friday:

Priceless.

Things change

Yesterday was once called tomorrow.

True Story Tuesday

This is the wild west...

Bank robbery, full with bandanna mask and paper bag of loot seen on the corner of Beverly and Fairfax at 4 pm in the afternoon.

True Story Tuesday

Heard on the 10...

Can you believe it...? The Beatles split up. Yeah, and tell me more about Alabama. Is it a big state and is it expensive?

True Story Tuesday

When night falls in the rich hood...

Birth control is found at a middle school?!?

Wow. 

True Story Tuesday

A pair of insanely expensive Italian heels: $450

A cab to Hollywood: $42

Glass of water with tip: $2

A cab back to Santa Monica: $41 

Making a 2 minute scene in front of that ass who never called back...

Priceless.

LA makes me EMO

LA made me emo (emotionally)...
I saw the Raveonettes live last night, they rocked it.
I remember getting butt-wasted, meaning even my butt was alcoholic, at a bar in Istedgade, Copenhagen, while listening to their ENTIRE album multiple times.