Damn Son

Dude this is really crazy...

Now today is monday, yes we know this, yet it is "hot"

I am from the south side of Chicago

Lakefront in the summer is ridiculous, hot weather and a lake that reflects the heat like a kid with a magnifying glass

I walk to school, I leave around 7:30 in the AM and I am not lying, it is 80, it feels like 80 Celsius 

Lucky for me I brought a little towel, heh that wasn't much of a help

I baking in my classes after lunch

Fortunate for me, All of my morning classes had A/C but it seemed as though the further I get in the day it gets hotter

Math was okay, a little A/C

But French class was an oven and the main building at the high school is old as dirt (No A/C)

I stayed in the school to work with Matt at school on some producing things with a friend

When Matt's mom comes to pick us up

Something is wrong...

We are driving and the traffic lights aren't working

It was like the summer of 1977' in Brooklyn, but no Son of Sam (Props to Spike Lee)

Cars piled in traffic, police officers sweating it out and directing traffic

No one on the sidewalks, really because the stores were clothes

Apparently the shops in Montclair and in Upper Montclair lost power due to heat

But not mine

I digress...

I get dropped off

The first thing I do is put said towel on my head

Grab some frozen treats to cool off

And catch some serious sleep related itus 

Man I just took the laziest nap ever i felt like a house slave on its brake

Any who now I am shirtless uncomfortable even with the fan pointing at me

Damn SON

It is hot just bake with me for a moment

Time to put in the A/C

Cool out people

The Thought Bubble is Sweating

HEAT WAVE (And an alright weekend)

Okay it is early june heat is understandable, yet a nice walk home had your boy sweating like a hebrew slave after a hot meal. I crashed at my homie Matt's house (shout out to Hype-Killaz), And I walked home around like... let's say about 3:00 PM. It takes about 15-25 minutes to walk from Matt's to my crib. Within to minutes I have sweat stains on my favorite green Ralph Lauren novelty tee. I have shorts and a t-shirt on with my SB Dunks to match, but thats beside that it's hotter then two squirrels fighting over one nut outside. That's just a part of my weekend, it's apparently going to be Africa in the summer time for over the next four days. My weekend consisted of a non-fulfilling benefit gig (Shout out to Topaz Jones), don't get me wrong but for me, it wasn't going that great, I mean we (Manuel, Topaz, and I) didn't even have to preform. Topaz just spun for an hour (And on that note he uses Electronic Turntables...CHEATER). A really weird out of body experience friday night "Open Crib Party", shameless peer pressuring thank god me and my brother Zane kept out of trouble. Yet I digress, I was supposed to go to the African American parade on Saturday, but due to a couple of phone conversations and risk of stepping outside and sweating within two steps outside. Matt went, I met up with him later that day. Spent the night, started on some tracks, started this blog, and now here I am. Sunday afternoon shirtless, getting ready to watch Kobe (A definite "No-Homo), realizing "Summer is HERE". I have basketball camp(Props to Lebron) in Akron, OH coming up at the end of the month and next week I have FINALS

Fuck

I

Never

Actually

Learned

Shit

But ergo to the point, mama ain't raised no fool, I'll live and the thought bubble grows.

Staying Cool in the name of slapping fools

The Thought Bubble Keeps Growing

THELONIOUS