5.28.2004
Drink the Pain Away
Nothing eventful this week.
The scene:
The night is ending. Only the hardest of core remain, including (but not limited to) two of my students evidently unconcerned about tomorrow's final exam and a rasta holding a martini in one hand and a beer in the other. A young man approaches. After lunging for a date with one of the waitresses, he makes his request. Ghostface's "Run" is currently playing.
"Can you play some Wu-Tang?"
Didn't bring any Wu-Tang.
"Wu-Tang?"
Didn't bring any.
"Aww man. Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with! (Makes chopping gesture.) Tigah-style!"
Yeah.
"So no Wu?"
Well, this is Wu.
"This is Wu?
Yeah, it's Ghost.
(Blank)
Ghostface.
(Blank) "Oh yeah, Ghostface. Yeah, of course."
(Blank)
"How about some Dre? Snoop Dogg!"
We'll work on that for you.
The scene:
The night is ending. Only the hardest of core remain, including (but not limited to) two of my students evidently unconcerned about tomorrow's final exam and a rasta holding a martini in one hand and a beer in the other. A young man approaches. After lunging for a date with one of the waitresses, he makes his request. Ghostface's "Run" is currently playing.
"Can you play some Wu-Tang?"
Didn't bring any Wu-Tang.
"Wu-Tang?"
Didn't bring any.
"Aww man. Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with! (Makes chopping gesture.) Tigah-style!"
Yeah.
"So no Wu?"
Well, this is Wu.
"This is Wu?
Yeah, it's Ghost.
(Blank)
Ghostface.
(Blank) "Oh yeah, Ghostface. Yeah, of course."
(Blank)
"How about some Dre? Snoop Dogg!"
We'll work on that for you.
Labels: ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS
5.26.2004
"This is pageant Kitty--she has to like rhinestones"
When "njt31" is not busy saving the world (or at least laughing to keep from crying), he sees things like this:
the american dream...a light tan mini van just rolled by my work with spinners...just want to drive my kids to school on spinners...what else can you ask for...
Funny enough, we had joked about this a couple weeks back: "I'm just trying to make sure I have enough money to put food on the table and spinners on my car."
This for all my players out there ridin'...spinners
I don't care where you at: the club parkin' lot, the expressway or on your way to Trader Joe's
What I want you to do right now is just stop!
And let them keep spinnin', baby
I put my pedal to the metal then stop (ERRRR!)
Take another kid to soccer practice then stop (ERRRR!)
Let my seat back, drop kids off at the mall then stop (ERRRR!)
See me something, spot Ikea then shop (ERRRR!)
the american dream...a light tan mini van just rolled by my work with spinners...just want to drive my kids to school on spinners...what else can you ask for...
Funny enough, we had joked about this a couple weeks back: "I'm just trying to make sure I have enough money to put food on the table and spinners on my car."
This for all my players out there ridin'...spinners
I don't care where you at: the club parkin' lot, the expressway or on your way to Trader Joe's
What I want you to do right now is just stop!
And let them keep spinnin', baby
I put my pedal to the metal then stop (ERRRR!)
Take another kid to soccer practice then stop (ERRRR!)
Let my seat back, drop kids off at the mall then stop (ERRRR!)
See me something, spot Ikea then shop (ERRRR!)
5.22.2004
"This isn't the bathroom."
"You play requests? You got 'Dwyck?'"
Yeah - Guru and DJ Premier.
"No, no - Gang Starr."
Yeah, that's DJ Premier and Guru.
"No, no, no, it's Gang Starr. It's old school. You don't know that. Ask the DJ."
"What is this? Snoop Doog?"
No, it's Dead Prez.
"What is this? Mantronix?"
No, it's actually Dead Prez.
"Ah, it's the same thing. You feel me, right? Mantronix!"
"You got that one song, Listen to the music, listen to the me-yooooo-zik..."
I don't know what you're talking about, I'm bad at identifying..
"Aaah, you don't know."
"How about that other song, Let's dance! Let's dance to the drummer's beat..."
Me: Yeah, we have that.
"Yeah, yeah, put that one on for me."
Me: Okay.
(Moments later)
"You know what would really go with this? Let's dance to the drummer's beat!" (Dances to demonstrate)
Chhay (deadpan, no part of his body moves except for his lips): No. It's too fast.
"No man, I used to do this when I was young." (Dancing, singing) "Dance to the drummer's beat - let's dance! Let's dance!" (Beat-matches his own rendition with whatever I am playing) "See it fits perfectly, right?"
Chhay (even more expressionless than before): No. It's too fast.
"Look, either your man can or can't do it. Aaah, you don't know."
Yeah - Guru and DJ Premier.
"No, no - Gang Starr."
Yeah, that's DJ Premier and Guru.
"No, no, no, it's Gang Starr. It's old school. You don't know that. Ask the DJ."
"What is this? Snoop Doog?"
No, it's Dead Prez.
"What is this? Mantronix?"
No, it's actually Dead Prez.
"Ah, it's the same thing. You feel me, right? Mantronix!"
"You got that one song, Listen to the music, listen to the me-yooooo-zik..."
I don't know what you're talking about, I'm bad at identifying..
"Aaah, you don't know."
"How about that other song, Let's dance! Let's dance to the drummer's beat..."
Me: Yeah, we have that.
"Yeah, yeah, put that one on for me."
Me: Okay.
(Moments later)
"You know what would really go with this? Let's dance to the drummer's beat!" (Dances to demonstrate)
Chhay (deadpan, no part of his body moves except for his lips): No. It's too fast.
"No man, I used to do this when I was young." (Dancing, singing) "Dance to the drummer's beat - let's dance! Let's dance!" (Beat-matches his own rendition with whatever I am playing) "See it fits perfectly, right?"
Chhay (even more expressionless than before): No. It's too fast.
"Look, either your man can or can't do it. Aaah, you don't know."
Labels: ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS
5.20.2004
Eavesdropping? Hyphy!
Instead of actually coming up with original thought, more half-conversations. This time, things that came out of my mouth at some point this past weekend.
"Yeah, but they don't play the 'Wild as the Taliban' part."
"The American Manny is sucking!"
"Do you think they're gay?" (while watching The Gay Deceivers)
"It was Mudhoney who turned me on to Elvis Costello."
"My door is teal. My door is teal."
"We can just go home and read the book. Fuck, we can act the rest of it out ourselves if we want."
"He's a fucking gypsy."
"Yeah, but they don't play the 'Wild as the Taliban' part."
"The American Manny is sucking!"
"Do you think they're gay?" (while watching The Gay Deceivers)
"It was Mudhoney who turned me on to Elvis Costello."
"My door is teal. My door is teal."
"We can just go home and read the book. Fuck, we can act the rest of it out ourselves if we want."
"He's a fucking gypsy."
5.12.2004
Baseball, 28 June 2002-11 May 2004
Whenever I go to baseball games, I keep score. I've been working on my current scorebook for nearly two years, and I just finished it tonight at Fenway. Overheard at some point over the past years:
"I'm as gay as they come, hook me up with Mike Piazza."
"He's not a Braves fan, he's a fa**ots fan!"
"It cost fifty-cents for a bag of popcorn and they're charging $5.75? They're making, like, ten dollars!"
"Tim Wakefield sucks my ballsack!"
A t-shirt: "Protesters suck...and so do the Yankees. Support our troops."
Hey mom, they could easily catch up.
(Scoffs at child) The Yankees could catch up.
I'm just saying, Mom. They could catch up.
There's a possibility.
There's a possibility!!!
(Dismissive) I like your optimism.
"Spike Lee - Your movies suck!" (This was directed at a random black Seattle Mariner)
"I-chi-ro! I-chi-ro! I-chi-ro! YOU SUCK!"
Dude, that's not Ichiro. That's like Mayberry or Mary or some shit.
"I-chi-ro! Forty-seven! You suck! YOU SUCK!"
"Does she like sports?"
Yeah but she hates hats.
"You hate (Mark) Grace?"
No one hates Grace.
"I would like to see a death match between Scott Spiezio and Stuart Scott."
On the jumbotron: "The students had the opportunity to ask Derek Lowe questions about cancer and about baseball."
"U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!" (during Manny Ramirez's first at-bat after becoming a naturalized U.S. citizen)
"I'm as gay as they come, hook me up with Mike Piazza."
"He's not a Braves fan, he's a fa**ots fan!"
"It cost fifty-cents for a bag of popcorn and they're charging $5.75? They're making, like, ten dollars!"
"Tim Wakefield sucks my ballsack!"
A t-shirt: "Protesters suck...and so do the Yankees. Support our troops."
Hey mom, they could easily catch up.
(Scoffs at child) The Yankees could catch up.
I'm just saying, Mom. They could catch up.
There's a possibility.
There's a possibility!!!
(Dismissive) I like your optimism.
"Spike Lee - Your movies suck!" (This was directed at a random black Seattle Mariner)
"I-chi-ro! I-chi-ro! I-chi-ro! YOU SUCK!"
Dude, that's not Ichiro. That's like Mayberry or Mary or some shit.
"I-chi-ro! Forty-seven! You suck! YOU SUCK!"
"Does she like sports?"
Yeah but she hates hats.
"You hate (Mark) Grace?"
No one hates Grace.
"I would like to see a death match between Scott Spiezio and Stuart Scott."
On the jumbotron: "The students had the opportunity to ask Derek Lowe questions about cancer and about baseball."
"U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!" (during Manny Ramirez's first at-bat after becoming a naturalized U.S. citizen)
Labels: ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS
5.11.2004
Overheard since last Thursday
"Do you have 'Renee' by the Lost Boyz?"
And then, one week later ... "Do you take requests? I know this is stupid, but do you by any chance have 'Renee' by the Lost Boyz?"
A crowded bathroom underneath Fenway Park's leftfield bleachers. There are queues snaking in and out, and every urinal is occupied. It smells awful. Spontaneously, a chant starts up: "U.S.A., U.S.A., U.S.A..." Mid-piss fist-pumping ensues.
Hey, can I have a dollar?
No.
How about a cigarette?
Sorry.
Hey. You know what? You two guys look like heroin addicts.
(Silence)
What? Do I look like a heroin addict?
"Rubberband Man." This was during Pokey Reese's at-bats over the weekend at Fenway. Tonight, he came out to "Dirt Off Your Shoulder."
"Is Bill Murray coming to our class today? Is he?" (The answer, oddly enough, turned out to be yes.)
And then, one week later ... "Do you take requests? I know this is stupid, but do you by any chance have 'Renee' by the Lost Boyz?"
A crowded bathroom underneath Fenway Park's leftfield bleachers. There are queues snaking in and out, and every urinal is occupied. It smells awful. Spontaneously, a chant starts up: "U.S.A., U.S.A., U.S.A..." Mid-piss fist-pumping ensues.
Hey, can I have a dollar?
No.
How about a cigarette?
Sorry.
Hey. You know what? You two guys look like heroin addicts.
(Silence)
What? Do I look like a heroin addict?
"Rubberband Man." This was during Pokey Reese's at-bats over the weekend at Fenway. Tonight, he came out to "Dirt Off Your Shoulder."
"Is Bill Murray coming to our class today? Is he?" (The answer, oddly enough, turned out to be yes.)
Labels: ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS
5.10.2004
Let it Be!
Nerds that we are, Oliver Wang and I figured out the samples for Danger Mouse's Grey Album. This could prove useful to the eleven people unfamiliar with the Beatles. (Seriously though, that twangy stab on "Justify My Thug" wasn't that easy to figger.) Enjoy!
THE GREY ALBUM/WHITE ALBUM SAMPLE LIST
Danger Mouse Remix <-- Beatles original
Public Service Announcement <-- Long, Long, Long
What More Can I Say <-- As My Guitar Gently Weeps
Encore <-- Glass Onion + Savoy Truffle
December 4th <-- Mother Nature's Son
99 Problems <-- Helter Skelter
Dirt Off Your Shoulders <-- Julia
Moment of Clarity <-- Happiness is Warm Gun
Change Clothes <-- Piggies
Allure <-- Dear Prudence
Justify My Thug <-- Rocky Raccoon + Revolution 1
Lucifer 9 <-- Revolution 9 + I'm So Tired
My First Song <-- Cry Baby Cry
THE GREY ALBUM/WHITE ALBUM SAMPLE LIST
Danger Mouse Remix <-- Beatles original
Public Service Announcement <-- Long, Long, Long
What More Can I Say <-- As My Guitar Gently Weeps
Encore <-- Glass Onion + Savoy Truffle
December 4th <-- Mother Nature's Son
99 Problems <-- Helter Skelter
Dirt Off Your Shoulders <-- Julia
Moment of Clarity <-- Happiness is Warm Gun
Change Clothes <-- Piggies
Allure <-- Dear Prudence
Justify My Thug <-- Rocky Raccoon + Revolution 1
Lucifer 9 <-- Revolution 9 + I'm So Tired
My First Song <-- Cry Baby Cry
5.04.2004
Bummer in the Summer
The onset of summer always inspires violently mixed feelings for me. Good ones, because each summer brings characters like him and him and flavors like this into my life. Bad ones, for reasons I don't feel like sharing on a weblog.
Colin Blunstone - "Caroline Goodbye"
Pieces of a Dream - "Warm Weather
Change - "The Very Best in You"
Colin Blunstone - "Caroline Goodbye"
Pieces of a Dream - "Warm Weather
Change - "The Very Best in You"
