HT

Happy Thanksgiving (or HT as i like to say)

Thursday Picturama

today's picture was taken in west texas. around el paso. where exactly? i can't tell you, b/c it is a private ranch that newbs like you can't goto. i went there on a texas archaeology society rock art field school. it was a cool trip. two days of learning about pre contact and some post contact native american rock art. i was the youngest person by an average of 30 years. we'd go out in the afternoons to farms with well documented rock art centers and i would film and take pictures. it was really cool. schleping that camera around, especially for the miles of hiking and cave devling was a lot of fun. thankfully i had my favorite pants with me. those things are sweet. victor and i had a really good time. we got to meet and re-meet some of the biggest names in texas archaeology.
the pose is b/c i'm about 1 inch from the edge of a huge ravine. it might look farther, but up on that mesa, with the wind blowing, it was pretty intense. can you imagine if you were a cowboy? just riding around here? it would be so cool.

!!bonus picture!!

this deer was the attraction at the site above. it is super famous and almost completely preserved. any guesses on how that can be? here's a hint: it is because it is on the ceiling of a deep overhang. i was on my back when i took this.

pb+j

i just made a sweet pb+j. i forgot how much i love them. i do that from time to time. tomorrow i'll goto the store to stock up on the supplies needed for many many more of them.

i always want to buy the shirts at shirt.woot.com by the time you read this, the current shirt will be yesterday's shirt. the cookie one. i want that one. but i also want the one from the 7th of november. such good memories playing mario cart.

man, i'm glad i'm not on the bulls. or on the guatemalan national team. yay for not being on those teams!

camping part 2

i can't get over how much i love that tent. i wish i could sleep in it all the time. i still don't have thanksgiving plans, but i hope they involve camping. in that tent. all the time.


pictures from the trip. these were taken in the morning. it wasn't as cold the night before.

friday lyricals

today's song is "hip hop"  by dead prez. one of the best groups ever. this is one of their more popular songs. you might remember it from the chappell show. i have loved this song for years. thanks to the great shea. this is one of my most listened to songs of all time. i can sing it without a mumble. 

Fake, fake records

Uh, uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2
Uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, uh, uh
All my dogs

It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

Once that shit kicks in you have to bob your head. you can't help it.

Uh, one thing 'bout music
When it hit you feel no pain
White folks says it controls your brain
I know better than that
That's game and we ready for that
Two soldiers head of the pack
Matter of fact who got the gat?
And where my army at? 
Rather attack than not react
Back the beats it don't reflect
On how many records get sold
On sex, drugs, and rock and roll
Whether your project's put on hold
In the real world
These just people with ideas
They just like me and you
When the smoke and camera disappear
Again the real world (world)
It's bigger than all these fake ass records
When poor folks got the millions
And my woman's disrespected
If you check 1,2,
My word of advice to you is just relax
Just do what you got to do
If that don't work then kick the facts
If you a fighter, rider, lighter, flame ignitor, crowd exciter
Or you wanna just get high
Then just say it
But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire
Wolf-cry agent with a wire
I'm gon' know it when I play it

wow. one of the best paragraphs of all time. marley ref. this is why they're in the 'revolutionary hip hop' category. in their words "revolutionary bug gangsta" (that's rbg) 

It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

Uh, who shot Biggie Smalls
If we don't get them
They gonna get us all
I'm down for runnin' up on them
Crackers in they city hall
We ride for y'all
All my dogs stay real
Nigga don't think these record deals
Gonna feed your seeds
And pay your bills because they not
MC's get a little bit of love and think they hot
Talkin' 'bout how much money they got
Nigga all y'all records sound the same
I sick of that fake thug, R & B
Rap scenario all day on the radio
Same scenes in the video, monotonous material
Y'all don't here me though
These record labels slang our tapes like dope
You can be next in line, and signed
And still be writing rhymes and broke
You would rather have a Lexus or justice
A dream or some substance
A Beamer, a necklace or freedom
Still a nigga like me don't playa' hate
I just stay awake
This real hip-hop, and it don't stop
'Til we get the po-po off the block
They call it

records won't feed your seeds. money isn't what you need! you need justice! you need to be too proud to play games. m-1 and stic.man would still being pimped by rich white guys if they didn't make their own way in the world

Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

DP's got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John Blaze'd and shit what 

Uh, DP's got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John Blaze'd and shit

Uh, DP's got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John Blaze'd and shit

1, 2, 1, 2

Uh, DP's got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John Blaze'd and shit

Uh, DP's got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up

They call it

Fake, fake, fake records

the music in this part is killer. you can't help but feel the dirty bass and the tight snare at about 3:15 in. when they do this last part, think about:

You would rather have a Lexus or justice
A dream or some substance
A Beamer, a necklace or freedom

and then start the revolution. 

burn the house.

find the foundation.

thursday picturama

here i am. in the duplex. god i wish i still had those pants. i loved those pants. where are they? probably got made into a pirate/ninja costume.

i don't know what i'm standing on or where it came from.


this is a ninja pose.

little did i know that the headband would come back. and with much vigor.......actually that is a bungee cord. and on my arm.

i was high as balls on pink lemonade. you can see one in the left corner.

those chucks were pre-nike buyout.

yeah. that blue cord on the ground is the 50 ft. ethernet cable dru, brian and i stole from the UC. top 10 badass things i've done. top 2 for dru and brian.

abdul brown!!! ftw!!!!

today had a few bright spots. my trophy manager team is winning even though i'm using my 3rd string keeper. so that's good. i was hoping to sell, but maybe i won't now. but my team does need money... here he is: a. brown.

kinda like my TM team, i need money too. that is why i have a job. right? or something? who knows. maybe i don't need money. i'm looking into it.

Thursday Picturama

For all of this month I'll be writing a blog post a day. Of that you might be aware. Last year I wasn't as good at blogging, so sometimes it was hard to think of content for the daily post. In order to avoid that I've thought of some themes or day-centric memes. Thursdays are going to be "old picture days" in which I will find a photo from the past and break it down for those of you who might have missed that party, birthday, road trip or whatnot.


Today's picture has three key points.

1. Rabbit got me that sweet Batman cup. It has a matching plate and bowl. Rabbit has often been the person behind some of the best presents I've ever gotten. Most of them Batman related. Also of note is the location of this photo. This is the second apt. that Dru and I lived in. When Dru moved out, Rabbit moved in. So that puts me... at about....anywhere between fall of 2005 and summer of 2006. I'll look into that and post a comment. Maybe.
Also, this couch belonged to my grandparents before they left Denton. Yes it is fucking comfortable and beautiful. I slept on it last weekend in fact. It has a fold out (crappy) bed and the cast iron frame weighs about 300 lbs.

2. Sweet sweet sweet mohawk. I really am a big fan of me having mohawks. One is coming soon! My hair IS thicker than yours. Please don't argue, just know it as canon. Anyway, that means that a high statue of libery style hawk is out of the question. These low "Indian" hawks are my only option, and luckily I like them very much.

3. This, I'm pretty sure, is the first recorded pinky raise. Which, by definition- even the early definition- means that this next sip is going to be really classy.

the superbowl??!! what the fuck?!

"So I guess it would have to be the Super Bowl because it's become the transcendent event worldwide, not just nationwide." - mccain on what sporting event he would goto if he could only goto one.

wow. just wow. what a dumb fuck. how can you compare the superbowl to the World Cup? oh wait! that's right, you can't. and to try! to make a statement like that is just insane. what a fuckhead. even the premiere league championships and the UEFA cup are more important. 

how many people in the world? ok here's what i'll do: i'll drop some math on you.

the world's population = x

america's population    = y

x>y

boom. i hope that mind bomb blows you to a place where you can go watch a match.