(Is it a De La Soul reference or a mc chris one!?)

First Some Silliness:

I went to the local mall, which was my first mistake. But after exiting the bookstore lo and behold there is a filthy, dirt-covered, torn up, unshaven, homeless guy. This dude had the works, foul odor, terrible shoes, no fashion sense, and a little buggy. Now I'm not upset theres a homeless dude in them all, but i'm upset at what he's got in his buggy. He was pushing around five naked, screaming, and crying children. Three girls, two boys. And the buggy he was pushing them around in was from a Publix. So he stole a buggy just to bring them to the mall in the first place.

Why he thought it was a good idea to buggy five naked, screaming and crying children to the mall in the first place is beyond me. But he just sitting there with them, as if he didn't notice or care. But to further enrage me, the mall cop comes over and he as well does nothing at all! He doesn't ask him to leave, he doesn't force him out the door, they just start talkin' like old drinkin' buddies. Meanwhile everyone else notices the scene taking place.

Though I suppose that guy is better than the economically challenged guy who lives in my backyard. Because that guy takes old shoes into the forest, defecates into them and then places pieces of torn flannel about them. It's actually almost artistic the way he fills the shoe and then assembles the flannel about them, and then leaves them in the most peculiar places, like on a tree stump, or next to a critter hole, or in the middle of a pathway. I don't if you've worked with feces as a medium before but it's rather difficult to work with and be tactfully artistic with. He should actually call it art and sell them. I mean theres got to be someone out there willing to buy them? I mean I would if I didn't already get them for free.

Some Serious:

I'm kinda upset that I didn't get to record my material with Sidekick Jeff (thats my sidekick and friend Jeff's stage name, he's my technology guru and self proclaimed body guard while I'm doing shows and attending shady places...apparently he fears I'll be raped...anyway!) because I had to compete with mic control against his six year old sister (she's a cute kid and really only made me want to have a daughter even more) so instead I had to do duets with her until she fell asleep (a little kid singing Wiid really only improves the humor). And by that time it was near 2 A.M. and Sidekick Jeff was crashin' (from all the caffeine he had...junkie). I'm low maintenance but I guess I wear people out pretty quick, and I don't consider myself a morning person but I'm told I'm too cheery in the morning.

I'd love to do the recordin' with my own system but my mic doesn't pick anything up. And we're not sure if it's because the mic is broken or if it's my sound drives (my previous mic was chewed to pieces and I'm currently using a horrible crummy one and I don't have the CDs for the sound drives so I'm screwed if thats the case) so if anyone has some suggestion to help me out, I'm open to ask Sidekick Jeff if that could work.

I'm really lookin' forward to the day of the recordin' though, because with all this down time I've had alot of time to plan out some extras for the recordin' I've made a couple of songs and I've got the skit(s) all written out (and might be playin' a part, which sounds like a disaterously good time). Being my first comedy CD I know theres gonna be some flaws but I think overall I'll be pleased with it. I just hope I can spread further through the net than I do through open mics. Which I'm dying in anticipation of the next one. Whatever I guess I should go back to makin' ugly doodles, adding text, and pretendin' they're funny.

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