i am up in columbia u’s shapiro hall next to fish as i check up on my email and we both cyber.watch the jets vs pats game. guess who i’m rootin’ for?
in hand is some new hotness where i leave some instructions to mah peeps if i should pass away. morbid? maybe but it’s a damn good writing exercise.
the mahina movement event will be kicking off in a bit and the joy of having at least one new poem to read makes me feel good.
last night i got to check out willie perdomo and john rodriguez at the tribes. let me tell you, dat sheet was enuf to fuel me for a good few weeks. john should be called “car wash rodriguez” cuz he is automatic and willie performed some a set of all new hotness. the after party involved pizza, fizzy lizzy, mad jokes, a guest appearance from an old.school nuyorican, some sad truths, john steppin on my kicks a lot (“you lucky we live in a civilized age. in ’88 dat sheet woulda got you stabbed!”) and mad snaps all around. straight up, mah life is blessed.
especially when you factor in that i got to crash downtown and have mad inside jokes with two of the blog.tribe
love ya like if i popped your cork!