The Game takes on the beef to diss 50 with “The Taped Convo.” Calling 50 a “homo snitch nigger” who tries to “burn his own baby mama.” Yet the crazy part is when he talks shit: “still got that gap in your mouth, nigger? Let me put my dick in your mouth, nigger. You might like that, faggot-ass nigger.” Not sure why rappers are so homophobic. Gay people are mad cool.
On an unrelated topic, here is a funny shot of Jay-Z.
I just took a big dump and I am feeling much better now. Last night my wife’s sister made sausages with spaghetti. That’s right, the sausages filled the spaghetti, not the other way around. After dinner I could barely walk. My stomach is no longer accustomed to that kind of heavy meal, but it was delicious though. I had to run two miles this morning to make up for what I ate.
Plenty of times I try to quit, but I keep coming back to it
When I am down, I am turning back to it
Life’s still a bitch, and I still have to deal with it
A fine romance with no kisses, well, just accept it
You can do anything when you put your mind to it
A job is a job, don’t put your whole life into it.
Young Buck responds to “The Taped Conversation.” The heat is on.
Lil Wayne drops “A Millie” remix to celebrate his album went platinum. Oh shit, did he said “homo Jay?”
NPR profiles John Coltrane:
Toward the end of the 1950s, Coltrane again teamed with Davis, contributing to classic albums like Milestones and Kind of Blue, the best-selling jazz album in history. Davis was investigating modal jazz when Coltrane rejoined the group. While the trumpeter was exploring a more minimalist approach to music, Coltrane seemed locked into playing as many notes as possible. Coltrane’s long, feverish solos became the pillars of his legacy; jazz critic Ira Gitler coined the phrase “sheets of sound” to describe Coltrane’s playing during this period.
Check out the program here.
Young Buck gets sentimental on “My Whole Life” while the Clipse is still hustling on “Fast Life.”
A worth-visiting collection of sites with great use of typography.
The Undergraduate site for GWSB has been revived with fresh, young and vibrant colors.
Is there a particular moment in the past that could never escape your mind? Hopefully when I write it down I could move on. I am not sure how long ago it was, but I could remember it like yesterday.
Samantha was about three or four. I took her to a mall and she walked right into the arcade. She pointed to a motorcycle racing game that actually had an emulated motorcycle. I picked her up and put her on the bike. In a split second, the bike moved to a side caused her to fell off. It wasn’t that high, but she might have hit her head or something.
I was terrified. She got up, ran out the arcade and cried with anger. I went after her, but she pointed at me and screamed, “Go away!” I was speechless, hurt and at the same time wanted to break that fucking game up. How could I explain to a little girl what just happen? I completely lost her trust.
She continued to walk upstairs and ordered me to stay behind. Of course, I couldn’t let her go by herself. I followed her and tried to calm her down. I couldn’t remember what I said or what I did, but she suddenly ran toward me and hugged me. I picked her up, held her in my arms and said sorry. Somehow she understood, nodded her head, and stopped crying. I was almost in tears. She still trusted her careless uncle.
I don’t think she still remembers that moment, but it has stuck in my head forever. Although she is growing up mighty fast, she still is, and will always be, a sweet little angel inside my heart.
