Fruit Basket

Wow, it's been quite a while since I've written anything. Reason being I've been beyond busy. I just wrapped with a show that'll be airing on NBC, which I'm not really allowed to talk about. I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to post that last sentence. Shucks, I'm going to have to start reading these rapidly signed confidentiality agreements with more examination.

But since the only thing fresh on my mind is the shoot, I might as well release a poem that I have saved on my computer.

"What? The kid makes poetry?! What a fruit basket!"

Whatever, I'm not ashamed. It's always been a way for me to vent while making good use of the unique emotions. And it prevents an uncreative and pointless Facebook status consisting of whines. I'd rather keep my "wah's" to myself but I might as well flaunt some expired ones.


6/16/11
The price one pays for fun:
Subtract the cash and thoughts of succeeding
Add bodily issues and love life fleeting
Lost valuables, stacked receipts
Liver barely functions; admitting defeat
Some teases, diseases, and wondering who she is
As you look away from the clock; completely resist
Stumbling as you head to the bathroom
Burning piss as your aching head booms
Committing to vomiting and in need of showering
Only thing stopping you is your body which is throbbing
Trying to remember but it makes absolutely no sense
Lying in bed shaking even though the heat is intense

Looking around a packed table; your friends enjoying themselves massively
That's when you realize that you completely love this shameful tragedy.


TODAY'S TASTY TRACK

Childish Gambino
"Bonfire"
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My dick is like an accent mark, it’s all about the over-E's

Hesitation Despite Relocation

Well, it's the start of what's going to be a very busy week in Portland. Today's the day I move all my belongings from Forest Ave to Stevens Ave AKA the other side of Mickey D's (and still walking distance from it, which is what hooked my fat ass to the apartment's location in the first place).

Not only that, but I have 3 video shoots lined up for Tuesday through Thursday and just enough editing/transcribing to make Steven Spielberg cry in his sleep. Despite the massive amount of packing I still have looming, somehow I have the time to type this useless post. But first, I have to tell you something...


EDDIE WATCHED A TRAILER
(Yeah, I don't have a creative name for this section yet. Maybe I'll come up with something.)

Bruce Robinson's "The Rum Diary"

I've been excited about this film for quite a long time. It's based on the novel by Hunter S. Thompson and stars everyone's favorite dude who doesn't age, Johnny Depp. You might remember the last time Depp associated himself with the Gonzo mind of Thompson; when we received Terry Gilliam's rendition of "Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas", which I thought was an absolute classic in the weirdest of ways. I'm beyond ecstatic to see this film finally come to fruition after over a decade of development.

Release Date: October 28th, 2011


TODAY'S TASTY TRACK
For those who enjoy: New Hip Hop (Emphasis on lyrics)

Kendrick Lamar
"Look Out For Detox"
I wouldn't repeat the words of Snoop Dogg, Kurupt, and Game by saying he's the "New King of the West Coast" but I'd definitely say he has the potential.
Watch him rise.





-If you enjoy this track then follow it up with the beat's origin: "You Know Me" - Childish Gambino (Donald Glover)

Well that just about covers everything. And by "covers everything", I mean I'm already sick of typing. Since tomorrow's Tuesday, expect my mind to be on cheap chicken wings.