Checkin In....

So...yeah. That's pretty much how ish has been going. I been checking in daily to see if Barnes is posting, then intending to write him nasty emails when he hasn't. But I been neglecting my peoples as well yo...
Last weekend was Amor's berfday and I think a good time was had by all. I threw her a little surprise joint on Friday night. I was happy that she had people from school, people from home and friends of mines in attendance. It encapsulated her entire life. I kinda wish I'da rolled through with a Foley-esque This Is Your Life segment. But that mighta felt a lil too forced or suttin...
Now I feel like I haven't seen her since. I been crazy swamped at work. She's been going to class in the A and workin in the P. Never the twain shall meet. It's all good though. She's gettin back into her routine. Senior year of school and whatnot. And this guy is fitna head out on the road to see the countryside while erecting various places for you sustenanical pleasures. (Okay, maybe I made that word up, but fuck it...)
Oh and last weekend was the blues festival, jam, giant, weekend-long concert that we hooked the tickets up for in January. He had a blast. I became a rockstar for said random act of kindness. (I know what you're thinking, 'Geez STAR - save a back pat for us. Well I swear I wasn't tooting my horn, just telling a story yo.) He met some great people. Got some good stories from a weekend of debauchery. Made some connects. And mighta gotten a few gigs out of it. Big ups to ya, Pops. Do the damn thing.
As for me? Hustlin get my grinds on - cuz one day I'ma get my shines on. I ain spoken to Chee, Morty or Migg in a minute. I completely neglected my duties to Fly and the Hitterz. (Shameless plug #3 - www.latehitz.com - I got a new article coming out Monday [???]. Pass by check it out click on an ad and help a dude get some fucking ad money.) Most importantly I haven't seen Mi Amor since Monday. So I'm awaiting her return from her new financial enabler - aka bullshit mall job. Gotta love those right?
I been getting my create-o on, doing some writing nights before I go to bed. I got a new beginning for Life + Times aka the sequel to A Week Ago. I think it's a pretty dope scene. But I assure you it won't see the light of day for a hot minute. I gotta figure out some of details to it. I'm feelin good about it tho yo. Plus, I gotta get through like 3 things before I can really hammer out the details on that one - and even then I gotta finish another 2-3 before I can start shooting. I own Morty our joint before I finish my trilogy. Needy mother fucker....
Also, I gotta get the budget together for AWA. I need B and Don Carmine's collective input to pull that one off. Cuz this guy? He has no idea how much a movie costs. Though according to Bowfinger every movie costs $2,176.34. Before the net gross deduction in tax finance disbursement readjustment. So I might use that as a soft number and let it grow from there.
Ohandbytheway, I still got the UCB joint coming up on Sept 21st. (That makes 2 shameless plugs in my corner of the interweb.) So I get to get my improv on and show all these mother fuckers that not only can I come up with some insane shit. I can do it off the top of my head. And I could also probably do it off the top of my head and make you cry. Just cuz...EGO. Out. HAHAHA.