D-Beat Mania

So it's raining like God Philly, must be that shitty accent. The streets flooded and there was like a fuckign river i had to get throw to get here. seeing how a road bike can't go throw 3 in. deep water i had to walk through it. I'm soaked but i got to talk to the equipment room bosses, and i got a job offer from IC but i had to reject it becuase a lot of shit is happening tomorrow and I can't get to Princeton, Nj before 8 am. Continued to talking to the COusins, they want to come and hang out at the house. I dropped some subtle hints like "If you're driving here I'll send you directions. Or if you're taing SEPTA I'll pick you up aty 30th St. Station." Hopefully they get that that means "I live in the opposite of Mountain Top, you cn't walk around here by yourself."

Yeah the black folk who live with me seem to be split between Baptist/AME and Muslim. I've seen everything from colorful head raps, to weird long masks for a bby girl to a like near burka shindig. But it's weird for me to like see a woman in a head scare to yell "Mali! Get yo' ass over here foo'." Instead of saying "Dirka-Dirka, allah, muhammad, jihad." (if you don't understand that that's a joke stop reading this site now. Preferably by death).

On the home front Chris and I had "The Potion" (151 proof rum and coke) and stumbled over to 43rd and Blatimore to see friends. Then crawled back with a 12 pack of yeungling. What a delicious beer--it tastes like a German Import. We talked to the trash guys today about getting a recycling bin and we have to go to the Heart of Darkness and looks Kurtz in the eye t get it apparently. I'm thinking of getting a crack team of ex navy seals and marines to get me over to the place, i believe it's 51 and race. Yeah it gets worse as the numbers go up. Anyway I have to bike back to Wayne Manor.


LATER ON!