Filed under: Uncategorized
i think that is what i just realized…
that statement is probably a little over the top and may have sprinkles of untruth,
but for the most part I think that’s the case.
People who are doing shit with their lives dont have time to sit down and go on websites and shit…
Thats why the people who are really doing shit with their lives, you will never hear about them.
Cause they are way too busy to care about publicizing themselves.
I can sleep when im dead
and yall can pour out liquor on my grave,
so i can drink when im dead.
bury me in a three piece Gucci suit,
so I can be stylin’ when im dead.
Cause while im alive I wont care about any of that shit.
Filed under: Pretending to be a Designer | Tags: all natural, healthy drinks, pepsi, soft drinks
Ill say one thing, Pepsi is trying very very hard…
go read the full review HERE
Filed under: Pretending to be a Photographer | Tags: Atlantic Yards, Brooklyn, Flatbush Ave, Nostalgia, Pacific Street
This is a photo of my dad… nearly 30 years ago…
Way before I was born…
In a gas station on the corner of Flatbush Ave and Pacific Street, right by 5th ave…
He went there in hopes of a job,
A job towing old broken down cars…
There still are old broken cars around I suppose…
But the gas station isnt there anymore…
Torn down in hopes of a basketball arena that isnt coming anymore…
Thanks Bruce Ratner…. really…
I just saw this photo in my scrapbook and had a rush of zen-like nostalgia…
And I posted it for no other reason than that…
Brooklyn is dying, and there aint no one to save her…
I dont know… but something about the “holy-shit-I-shouldnt-have-done-shrooms-2 min-ago” aspect of this that I like…
Dont stare at it tooo long…
Filed under: Inspiration Spam, Pretending to be a Photographer | Tags: deviant art, deviantart, photography
“so Frank, waddya think?”
“i don’ know bobby, maybe a little too abstract for my liking”
“but ain’t dat what makes it goood?”
everyone’s a critic
the moon ii
the sweet balance of vinyl
I love the crackle, the resonant Sound, the flair of the old voices. Real music are full with love and everyone who know it should see this small message in this photo.