FRESH PRINCE AND GOOGLE TRANSLATE.

Um. Best.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if we took the Fresh Prince theme song and translated it into different languages and then back to English?! Okay. Maybe none of us have! WELL. These guys did. The result? An epic video that reminds us that even the best of translation technology might leave us missing a few kew notes. Enjoy!

DREAMS

Had this dream where I was walking past a line of at least 500 people. Every single person shook my hand. I was crying my eyes out. I didn't say much, just kept heading down the row of people to make sure I shook every single hand.
It seemed as if every person who played a role in my life, big or small, was in the line. Even my worst enemies. I finally came across this girl who I haven't spoken to in at least five years, and, still. I shook her hand, and thanked her for coming.
That point was when I realized it was a dream, for she had a different hairstyle.
Isn't it funny, the things that tell you you're in a dream?! It's never the purple elephant or the unicorns prancing around, it's always something silly like, "WAIT A SECOND, his name isn't BILL! I must be dreaming.".

WHUT.

TRUTH.

I won't always be sure of what's "good" for me.

So.. the endless cycle of trying to figure it out continues.

BLOG WHAT YOU WANT.

There's always that "maybe I shouldn't blog this".

Yeah, ignore that.

I was hit with, "You're an artist, you can say anything you want." the other day.

Get your creative on.

WOW.

WEEEELLLLLL! I know I've been away from the blogging world for quite some time, BUT LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF. I've been working from 7am-3pm and then 4pm-9pm. Being that the commute to work is about an hour and fifteen minutes, I would have to be awake by 4:30 am.. when I would get home at around 9:30pm, in bed by about 10:30. That left me with 6 hours of sleep (if I'm lucky) for the past six weeks. SO HERE I AM! ON CHRISTMAS VAYCAY! AND TOTES AT HOME.. AFTER SLEEPING IN TIL 9AM AND WATCHING PINOCCHIO. Feels good man, feels fucking great. Now if only I had some funds. Hearing I could get some shifts in January is something I so desperately need. Student loans are really the biggest assholes I hang out with :(
Yesterday was Anthony's birthday. Went out, lit a candle on a birthday cake, drank some Manhattans and tried to hold back the tears. I miss him so so so so much.
I'm pretty much throwing down every single effort in me into work and organizing my life. I've hit this whole "me" time in my life. It's really exhausting but I hope all of it in the end will better me. That's all we ever want, right?!

So. In summary, get money, laugh, cry, do your laundry, pay your bills, read, and have a Merry Christmas.. and if you know anyone looking for a crazy writer to write stuff, throw them my e-mail.

Til next post, kids.