I'm always amazed to hear of air crash victims so badly mutilated that they have to be identified by their dental records. What I can't understand is, if they don't know who you are, how do they know who your dentist is?
Paul Merton

A quickie but goodie...

The Reassurer
The reassurer brings peace of mind
and takes your optimism even further.
But when it comes to checks and balances...
who assures the reassurer?

Okay, that one was pretty brief, but hey, that was from way back in high school! In any event...

Hey guys!
Da kat unda da Kangol cap here, and I just ran out of greetings to use. Umph.
In any event, how funny is it, when the moment you finally decide to take your friends' advice and acquire a fotolog, is the moment they decide they can no longer accept new members?? Pretty funny, right?!
Well, the good news my camera phone pics are all saved on zip disk. So whenever the thing gets fixed again, I perhaps may have a fotolog.

This week has got to be the oddest week for me. I call it,The Week of Familiar Faces, because almost everyday for the past week, I've seen a face I have never seen in months, or years.
I start off with Shola, whom I thought when we last spoke, we were on mere speaking terms. It has been well over nine months since I've seen the dude, and last Thursday, we took about 10 minutes to catch up on our lives, realize that we haven't changed much, and notice that there might've been a fire further down Fulton Street. Right now, he's at Brooklyn College, and working afterschool. Hope all that works out for him. On the way home, I couldn't help but recall the many memories (even the background picture you see right now); I can only hope there is life after the altercation...
Hours before meeting Shola, I bumped into Mary Jane, one of the Hunter College Super-Seniors (since 1995), a woman who had all her accounting classes with me, and I thought graduated over the summer. As it turns out, she graduates in December, and she really misses the good times we had. Well, all I can say is, hope everything works out with her...
Backtracking to Wednesday, when I had jury-duty (yes! I had jury-duty!). Well, it was nothing. For the first time, I went downtown, sat with a bunch of other possible juror candidates, waited for our names to be called, walked around a bit, went into another room to wait for our names to be called, went to a courtroom, gave a speech about myself, had lunch, came back and waited once more for our names to be called, and be excused from jury duty. Why, you ask, because I'm a student. While the experience in itself was exciting, boring, and tiring at the same time, I did enjoy the 1-1/2 hour lunch break. And it was while I was on break that I caught another familiar face, Sean, a kat I haven't seen in some 8 or 9 years. We barely remembered each other's faces; but when we did, we had a blast talking about the old days, and about the present. Turns out, he's a security guard working to get his G.E.D..
Whoa, I just realized something. We left Junior High School 265 together in '95, and he's now tryin' to get his GED?? Well okay, different strokes for different folks. Maybe something happened in his life that prevented him from finishing High School. In any case, I hope things turn out well for him too...
Backtracking once more to the beginning of the week, Sunday. In PathMark, where I used to work back in high school, I was stocking up on my necessities for midterm month (next month, by the way). When lo and behold, I ran into Latahsa!! Okay, I have never mentioned her before, but it has been so long, I thought I'd never see her again! About six years ago, when I worked at PathMark as a home-delivery guy, I chilled out with this girl named Latasha, who I felt just there with me because she wanted someone to talk to. No prob, I thought; maybe there might be something there. That relationship pretty much lasted until she left PathMark, and I left for higher heights. And that was about six years ago. Now, she works somewhere in SoHo, and goes to BMCC (ahh, who else do I know that goes to BMCC...). At the time, she felt to stand on line, wait for the next available U-Scan machine, and have a full-fledged conversation with me; but alas, I had to rush home. Stupid me does not get her number though, so there goes that one. But perhaps we might meet again...
And where have I heard that line before...
On Thursday, I met with Tavie, and I helped her finish her summer duties so she can finally move on to her fall tasks. What exactly did I do? I walked with her to Central Park, and we walked around for a good fifteen/twenty minutes before we ran to class. Damn that fotolog, when I finally want to post these pictures, the thing won't let me!! Blast!
I'm pretty sure I ran into someone else over this week. I'm trying to remember who, but's it's not coming back to me...

As Danillo tells me, Kirby,of New York, 10021 fame, was discharged from the college. Reason being: low GPA. Well, whodathunkit!?!
Tomorrow, as an addendum, I will post my review of The Rock's The Rundown; but little does he know the real reason I'm seeing it is for Rosario...

Some more things to note:
The cold dissipated on Thursday. If you can't get your hands on that Nitacengel, Nitracel or whatever it is that Vee is taking, try the more simple, natural, yet horrible-tasting ginger tea; it has been proven effective to stop a cold before it starts...

Nights In White Satin
Moody Blues

Nights in White Satin, eh? Try this oldie for size:

Fallin' In Love
Hamilton
Billboard Top Hits 1975

Why this one? It just made me remember that one crazy night when we (me, my parents, and my brother) took the non-stop drive from Florida to BK in pop's 1993 Hyundai Excel. Nighttime on Interstate 95, at 65 MPH, the drive felt endless. And we were still in North Carolina. How we managed to still smell average after the whole ordeal amazed me at the time. And this song was one of the songs off of pop's old WPIX Penthouse Collection audio cassette tapes that he played...

Baby baby fallin' in love
I'm fallin' in love again
Baby baby fallin' in love
I'm fallin' in love again

It seems like yesterday
you and I first loved this way
but now I know how love can grow with each and every day
As we lay at Midnight's hour
and feel love's hidden power
So strong and bold as life unfolds a mystery to me

Baby baby fallin' in love
I'm fallin' in love again...

Take me home, Pop. Take me home...

Remember Nedra, whose blog I found some days ago? Well it turns out that she and her significant other just had a baby recently. So big-ups and best of luck to her on that one...

After realizing I'm fighting a losing battle (with now 2185 songs and exactly 2.3 MB of space left), I've decided that there is only one logical, and sensible, and costly, thing to do:
Acquire the brand new 40GB iPod.
$500 will get me the top of the line, most spacious model, but that only means I have to wait until November to get it. Which is a shame, because I would have only had my 2nd-Gen 10GB model for a little less than year before I bought a newer model. I can only imagine the looks on my parents' faces when I bring it home...

Besides school (next week starts Midterm Month), and work (same 'ole, same 'ole), everything else is cool at da crib! And with that said, I bid you adieu! Enjoy yourselves!!!