Mari happened upon a nice little portrait project titled The Balcony Project. It may be the best way to save money and hang with friends ever. People come over to her place with a bottle of wine/liquour and they sit and talk, one on one, while she takes a few snaps of them. She gets to stay home catch up with old friends, get to know new ones a bit better all while drinking for free.
This is my portrait from friday night:
Nearly fell off my Vespa this morning.
I was getting in the left hand lane when i hit one of those painted white lines in the road. The road was a bit and those paint lines are extremely slippery which led me to lose control of my bike. I prevented hitting the ground extending my leg to the pavement (bad idea). At the time i felt like it was broken. I sat on the side of the road in the largest amount of pain i’ve had in a long while. After about 5 minutes then i got the idea to call someone. Blazey or 911? 911 or Blazey? Blazey would freak out so i called 911 instead. I spoke with someone for about 8 seconds and just told them never mind and hung up. I think it was because i could move my leg and feet so i figured it wasn’t broken therefor not emergency enough for 911.
Some fellas finally asked if i needed anything but i told them i was good and proceeded to get back on my bike and head down flushing to the office. I wasn’t sure if i was going to the hospital or to work still. A few blocks down i realized i had to go to the emergency room ASAP and i would need my insurance card, which i didn’t have. Now i pull over and call Blazey tell him to find out our insurane and meet me in front of the office in 5 mins.
Blazey meets me for the hand off of the bike and insurance info and i head to the hospital. I find out nothing is broken just maybe a tear or something.
I’m just hoping i’m good by wednesday.
ps: mom, they didn’t give me powerful pills so don’t worry. but i do have a bunch left over from my back so maybe you should…
Here is another auto stitched panorama of the view from our office window. Vouyers anyone?
(you’ll have to go inside the post to veiw it. i’ts kinda tall)
I picked up a couple pairs of kicks in Chicago this weekend. These here are yet another pair of chucks i shot while riding to work. I was going for this pair of all silver hi-tops at a place in Hyde Park called Akira but I was a bit too late and they were completely out of my size.
ps. i need some serious programing help with my blog. i have a new idea brewing but i can’t seem to make it work.
The Exchange 009 | No Sleep Til Brooklyn. New mix up on Muxtape & also available for download at Zshare.
Panama | Brooklyn Zoo - Ol Dirty Bastard
Cye | Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers - Chubb Rock, OC, Jeru The Damaja
OJ | Jockin’ Jay-Z (Dope Boy Fresh) - Jay-Z
Eyejammy | We Live In Brooklyn, Baby - Roy Ayers
Ouxu | BK Anthem - Foxy Brown
Jen | Brooklyn Sky - Digable Planets
BK | Brooklyn - Mos Def
Sam | Murda, Murda - Jay-Z feat. Memphis Bleek & Geda K
Liz | Hello Brooklyn - Jay-Z feat. Lil Wayne
George | The Boogie Man Song - Mos Def
Marcia | The Stoop - Little Jackie
My third choice (yeah, eyejammy beat me to the Roy Ayers track) would have been this classic big and pac live track:
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post script: If you move to harlem jen, i’m deleting this and banning you from any further stoop sessions unless, of course, you provide gallons of boom juice
I visited long time friend Silvia this weekend in Chicago. She and I met while in design school at Ohio State.
On my way to work this morning I thought about a few places I want/need to visit before the year is up and i came up with this little map:
1. Maine
I’ve only had lobster a hand full of times in my life. It started two years ago with surf and turf in up state new york and since then i’ve been on a mission to eat the best possible lobster i can. I feel like maine is the only place i can make this happen.
2. Portland
It seems like portland is getting cooler and cooler by the day. So many people i know have been or are going or have said amazing things about the city. I’m curious. The only problem is I don’t know anyone there. I should find befriend some folks on flickr. If anyone wants to go, holler at me.
3. Houston, TX
Little Cuz and best from back in the day live here. I need to see them asap (by asap i mean as soon as it isn’t hot)
4. The OC
My boy spence is moving out there this week and I think a trip to cali with blazey could be fun.
Thats all for this year I think.
That is a long time.
Q. Why do we call Snipper Snipper?
I don’t know. That is just what we’ve always called him.
Answer via Ma:
I don’t know why he has the nick-name Snipper but that is what his father called him. I thought Snipper was a good affectionate name for you kids to call him since you and Ebony already called someone daddy.
