Wednesday 26 August 2009

Meh!!!

Friday came and I did no Salsa,

one of my Salsa friends boyfriends plays basketball and I networked my way in there so he invited me down to play in Bradford

Bare in mind I havent played properly in like 6 years and when I was young i wished to be a bball player. I had no kit what so ever so my trendy hightops came into play- needless to say the blisters on my feet are my unwanted trophies- they are black like midnight.

Im so looking forward to going away next week to Egypt never been before and I've heard good things, plus quality time with my sunflower is needed. I've had a long couple of weeks and I need some hugs XYZ.

I've had limited time to work on the Ariyo projects, but I have an exciting venture almost missed Salsa yesterday woking on it , I'm getting so neeky these days.

You know it's time to change your shop when for a split second you feel like edging your car off the M60 to give you a valid excuse for not going in.-Not that i thought about doing that.

Next weeks plan is to drift off and get darker-- read another book, as twilight is very nearly done

time for a new moon..

Friday 21 August 2009

Week of Productivity


Absence makes the heart grow fonder for a while and then you just forget--you know it's true


Anyway-- since last week, what has happened, i had one of those chilled weekends spending most of my time with my brother, who is my favourite person in the world.. I hat to see him sad and he's always sad when I leave which makes me sad--


My mum and brother are coming to see me tonight and i will surprise them by taking them to safari-


I've been salsa twice this week and one more time tonight before mum gets up-

is someone obsessed, NO- i just enjoy it , the lessons are cool but its the freestyling afterward, it's reminiscent of being in school disco asking girls to dance, now I'm not scared to dance, I'm just not that great-- and i know it will come as I can see that I am getting better but not yet--


Jokes - i wish I had my camera there was this Chinese dude, well he looked chinese, who looks like the geekiest Chinese guy who was in your school the smart one who got straight A's in everything English even though it was his 2nd language.


Anyway this guy was the Dogs at Salsa, the bees knees the pepper stew, the aki and salt fish lol. He was sick and one time he was dancing with this black woman twice his height, twice his width and ten time his yardie. They danced so well but looked so odd-- classic moment


Like to add in ending that this week was a good week apart from the part where I'm at work- OOOPs that's like most of it


fcukadoodle actually last 2 days at work,, not been too bad
Forgot to add -that dude in the pic is not me- as I would not salsa without socks-



Thursday 13 August 2009

Ari the Kidd


Way back in the 80's i was a young boy, I bet it was the 90's actually but I was still a young boy


anyway i remember when my dad brough home a master system 2 from Argos it must have cost about £29.99 and these were the day where it had the price per week of items in the catalogue.


so first game I ever played on my own console was Alex the Kidd in Miracle world, got far, did good ,whizzed through loads of levels memorised the paper scissor stone matches but never did I complete the game


New challenge for me


Buy a master system 2-- and complete Alex the Kidd--


that's it it has been added to the list


wish me luck--


I salute you all

Thursday 6 August 2009

I run this




I run


I put my trainers on and I run

The treadmill can't hold me down so i do this in the park, i do it on the roads- i do it across brides , around lakes, and across rivers. I usuallly run alone.


But I am not the only one running, my brothers and my sisters run with me.


There's a way you feel when you run, you don't really think about what you're doing- one foot, other foot-- repeat until elapsed distance is satisfactory. You need to be a certain type of person to run, it is not for everybody. i don't mean run once a month or once a week but you know a few times a week.


I usually run a route which leads me to my car. SOmetimes a few miles sometimes several miles.


Anyway if i run during the daylight hours I will usually pass several runners, all going through the same struggle. I don;t know hwat they're thinking i don't know why they run, for fitness for sport, for enjoyment for their life. But I know there is a connection between me and the guy or girl running towards me with wild robotic movements. And then they pass me with not so much as a glance or a nod or a smile.


I feel like my friend just blanked me


We are meant to be Brothers, we share a secret that only runners know at least give me the nod.


Anyway I've taken it in my stride :) to smile, wave wink or nod at all runners passing me--


I feel to bellow -words of support, but I'll save that for later.


I want to build a real solidarity amongs my kind


For when the world dies of a heart attack the runners will run on by - white headphones swaying with the motion of they that dare to run.

Monday 3 August 2009

P-Party and others

anyway last update on my life was like last week, sometime- did I mention Salsa on thursday- and thai boxing same day-

i think I'll go thai boxing again tomorrow- and salsa as well- going on le vacation, so want to look good so I'm going to watch what I eat . just to note i did watch the bacon mushroom and egg sandwich today was very tasty-- needed to eat to take drugs that i got from the dentist and now I feel very drowsy-- but that may just be work

--OK so with the Melodic Mrs saw pelham 1,2,3 which is a good film , did the Ikea tour before that- only bad thing about that was that it wasn't for our house---

They had some bamboo in there which i was tempted to buy- will do when I move back to Londre

--Costume shopping for the P party was a joke lets say Idowu and Ojo shop like girls- couldn't make a decision for anything-- we were in there so long that my 7 yr old brother got bored and we left them there.


Went to Mrs's sisters birthday shindig and then donned my Pirate outfit and hit the P party, you need to see the pictures ill upload one when I get em-- Michael is a Dirty Bastard--
was real fun times--

dirty dirty man

why so silent?


Okay- first off all - I'm Sorry Mutsa , I'm Sorry Sheryl- I'm sorry Mo

I'm sorry al the readers I don't have.


That's a good apology


Anyway, I just got flowing on the creative front I had a project to do for my friend with an imminent deadline and then the whole adobe suite went to pot-


reinstall -forum after forum -every damn thing- but nothoing could stop the little icons on my mac dock from bouncing willy nilly and not opening infuriating frustrating and damn right rubbish timing-- Sods law and all that-


I did not want to do anything but get back on it, because most of my dreams were based on that suite working-- and I realised i was reliant on technology like so much--


I was also made aware that I had a few designs that I should take to print and I should get my pipeline moving---may have been Gods way to get me to move on and step forward


They do say mysterious ways, so why not through technology malfunction


From now on i make my own t-shirts, when i go to japan i want to be rocking my own tees-

maybe I will have a strong case to get hired by Nigo and work in the BAPE workshop--


i would quit my job here 30 seconds ago if that offer was ever made-


i wanna be in a position where that could happen.


I'll make them for myself and i'll wear them make a few copies for anyone who may want some and bob is indeed your mincing alcoholic uncle--


look out for me