Zaheer

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Zaheer, though the youngest of our trio, is by far the most mature. He's the pillar, steadfast, the most obstinate. He's the center. He's the pitcher. Without him, there'd be no team. He's literally and figuratively a business man. There's no guff in his stuff.

Zaheer is also the most gentle and caring human being alive. He feels real pain. You have to love a man who loves. Zaheer, your shortcomings only fortify the fact that you're perfect. Absofuckinglutely perfect. And I love you man.

He once told me whenever you lose a friend, you always find a better one to replace the one you just lost. At his wedding I quoted Oscar Wilde, among others, and told him, in regards to his wife, that women were made to be loved and not understood. I botched the impromptu speech at his big birthday bash, so I made it my duty to give the absolute best speech at his wedding. Both sides of the family are still raving about my words. The best part, what I'm most proud of, is my back up plan to my back up plan. I'd hate to jinx things in any way for my buddy, but if he comes to me with any sort of marital woe, I've got better advice. But I'm saving it in case he never needs it.

"...you're probably on your flight back to your hometown..."
Fergie on Big girls don't cry

Today I'm feeling:

like a fat bitch?

Soir Bleu

Yo, yo. Check this shit out! I got invited to a New Moon bonfire on Wednesday. I'm so excited because it fit my schedule perfectly!!! It's the only day I actually don't have a game this week. So sweet.

"Part of the walk is the walking."
Sean Luxembourg, May 2007

So here's the thing. If you want to be in a relationship, for example, but complain about its complexities then you live the "part of the walk is the walking" credo. It's almost masochistic. But in truth, what makes things fun are the things themselves. Relationships, in short, are just plain fun. Even the ones that go bust. Belly up. The ones that end in charges being pressed or a trip to the store for a pack of cigarettes. It's all part of the relationship. That's why, inevitably, given time, you'll find yourself in another one. Reading just so happens to be my walk. I hate to read. It destroys your eyesight quicker than slow. Reading is tedious and takes some concentration. Yet, reading is learning, life, entertainment, enthralling, engrossing and a whole host of multi-syllabic positive adjectives. So, part of the read is the reading. See how it encapsulates things? That's why my "new" cliche (such an oxymoron) or adage is "part of the walk is the walking." Oooh. I just got a chill. If I ever have a child, she's going to get a goodie when I hit her with that.

Lily Allen!!! The best fucking artist out, period! I'm going to the store to pay money to purchase her CD. She curses, she talks shit, she's funny and the music is all catchy. Money well spent.

"Well it's very funny 'cause I've got your fucking money, and I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit."
Lily Allen on Everything's just wonderful

And I finally got the scoop on the song from the Geico commercial! It's called Remind me by Royksopp.

Today I'm feeling:

a soir bleu

I wonder if anyone on eBay peddles lethal doses of pentobarbital?

There's no justice, just us.

An OJ Simpson trial exhibit at the MoMA.

Check out O.J. and friends!! It's hard to imagine that two of them are "home."

"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. during the civil rights movement

"I remember being the invisible nincompoop/
whom no one listened to, so pitiful, miserable, feeling blue for ridicule/
'cause kids with two parents with loot, little G's spiffin' new fishin' shoes stick to crews/
would get in groups and pick in school with shit to do but pick at who? me/
him the stupid, skinny, dark skin niggle with the missin' tooth who wouldn't do shit to you/
'he just sit into the back of the class, write raps in his pad/
his pencil to his tablet listening to little music, instrumental tracks' as they laughed/
wished he'd lose, he practiced and practiced with no clue it would happen this fast/
paid his presence, he quickly grew/
rapidly fast, sold packs for the cash, hoes passing they ass/
like they didn't see me, now I'm rich they do/
went from moving more 50's than Shady and Dre/
to coming up like masturbating on planes/
gotta' save for the rain/
but taking Shawn first to a Jill Scott concert/
so he could hear the fat lady sing!"

Chevy P from the Field Mob on It's Over

I don't know what's with the civil rights theme today... maybe it's because it's Black History Month?

Today I'm feeling:

Infirm

Still, I'd like to hear what YOU have to say... feel free to comment.