Just a few random thoughts & observations, along with an update on me.
I have about 20 minutes before Scrubs starts. Let’s see how much I can get down in that time.
First things first, let’s talk the Update on Uncle The Hussein. I think I’m getting to the point where I’m having my quarter-life crisis. I spent a lot of time pondering what I wanna do with my life. I’m at a crossroads in terms of my career and my personal life.
My personal life is pretty much stagnant. There are a few girls out there that wanna hook up, but no girls out there that I’d really wanna carry on with for an extended period of time. It’s no offense to them, quite the opposite. Sheeit, any girl that’d wanna hook up with me should get some kind of tax credit depending on what happened during the hook up, how long said hook up was, and how many times we did hook up. The fact is that I am looking for a certain situation, and more importantly, I’m looking to avoid certain situations. I’m really hoping business will pick up soon and I’ll be able to meet some new girls. I make a spectacular first impression, as my content is endearingly aggressive.
In terms of my personal life, I think I wouldn’t mind going back to work. I don’t wanna rush into a retail or office gig tho’. I wish I could go into business for myself, but I honestly don’t know what my specialty would even be. I know I’m a creative person with a lot of good ideas, but I don’t know how to make anything out of it. If I had some kind of contact in the advertising world, radio, tv, music, publishing, or movie worlds, I’d pimp that contact like a Lens at the Bunny Ranch. (think about it).
I mean, you look at the crap that gets put out in all of the aforementioned mediums and you wonder who is blowing who to get some shyte green-lit. I mean, crappy pop music, boring commercials, lousy movies, cliche-ridden TV shows, ass-kissing publications.. It’s extremely frustrating knowing that millions upon millions of dollars are being spent on tripe. I mean, “The Comebacks”? “Crank Dat”? Almost everything on the CW? (except for “Aliens in America”–that show is pretty funny).. I mean, if the goal is to cater to uber-specific demographics and turn a $30m profit on an $8m budget film, I can do that with my eyes closed.
Anyway, point is, I wanna do something profitable with my time. I’m not a greedy guy, and I know I possess the talent to live off of my imagination and my creativity. I’ve always felt that I wanted to create and entertain, influence and inspire. I’m hoping maybe God will hear some of what I’m saying and open up some doors for me.
What brought upon all that stuff above was my umpteenth viewing of the Frat Pack Classic, “Old School”. It’s funny, when I first saw that film in the theaters almost 5 years ago (yes, it’s been that long), It just inspired me to wanna throw bigger and better parties. To band together with my fellow Yahoos and have some crazy-but-ultimately-harmless adventures.
Now I’m looking at the characters in the film and being able to relate to them.
~You have Frank The Tank, the man-child who denied who he truly was to settle down into that cookie-cutter existence I both crave and despise.
~You have Bernard (aka Bennie aka Beanie), who has the domestic bliss and the money, but isn’t happy because he still wants to party and enjoy the cameraderie of fellow goofballs.
~Lastly you have Mitch (aka the Godfather), who is at a crossroads in terms of his personal life. He also seems a bit bored with his job, but soon finds solace in his crazy Fraternity.
I’m not saying I wanna start a fraternity, but I do relate to their extended/suspended adolescence. I can relate to them not being satisfied with living their “Home Depot/Olive Garden/Work-Home-Work-Home-Occasional Beer” lives.
I dunno… The Tao of “Old School”, I guess.
Last bit (4 minutes!) concerns VH1’s new reality series, “Gotti’s Way”.
I was never either a huge fan, nor a huge hater of the Murder Inc. reign. I enjoyed “Put it on Me”, as it hit home once “Amy” went to college. I liked that “What I doooo” song. I even liked “Thug Lovin'” and “Mesmerize” [||].
I didn’t like any of their songs where they used samples of songs Bad Boy made famous. That alone let me know their reign wouldn’t last very long. However, that didn’t stop Irv Gotti and Ja Rule from making all kinds of outlandish claims of Musical Supremacy and running down other rappers and labels claiming “jealousy”.
Then of course, Curtis came along with “Get Rich or Die Trying” and he “ended” Ja Rule’s career. I wasn’t impressed at all because Murder Inc’s run was bound to be over anyway as sales of “The Last Temptation” didn’t live up to “Pain is Love” or “Rule 3:36”. Plus–and it’s time we all admitted this–GRODT just wasn’t that good. Sure, the beats’n’hooks were incredible, as was the hype surrounding the album, but I’m sure if you revisit it with an open mind you’ll see how horribly overrated that album was.
But I digress.
Fast forward thru Ashanti’s next 2 flops, Lloyd’s first album, “Blood in my Eye”, “R.U.L.E.”, and their infamous Federal Trial, and we have “Gotti’s Way”.
Lemme tell you something: I fucking hate “Celeb-Reality” shows. I mean, “Hogan Knows Best” is good, but that’s cuz I’m a huge Hulkamaniac. Everything else is insipid, exploitive tripe. I’ve never watched more than 5 minutes of any of the “Flavor of Love” seasons, nor did I watch 5 minutes of “I love New York” (even tho’ I would’ve tuned in if Hoots made it–visit Hootie at www.hoodtalk.org) .
“Gotti’s Way” is thoughtful, sincere, and genuinely entertaining. VH1 is treating Irv Gotti, his family, and his artists with a modicum of respect that has previously only been shown to Mr. Hogan. I’ve enjoyed both episodes that I’ve seen and it’s changed my opinion of Irv Gotti from “This dude’s a wannabe Dame-Puffy” to “This guy really gives a shit about his artists and genuinely loves his family.”
Sure, You can talk about editing and whatever behind-the-scenes nonsense the rap/gossip bloggers drone on about, but I like what I’m seeing so far. The odds are against Irv and Company being a relevant, selling label again–but I’m rooting for them this time around.
…that doesn’t mean I’m gonna cop Ja Rule’s next album, but I’m only a couple of more endearing episodes from changing my mind about that.
Call Reynolds, Cuz it’s a Wrap.
So there ya go. Just a quick little post (It’s 12:37am, but I can always rewind Scrubs–gotta love the DVR!) for you guys.
I sincerely appreciate all of the support you’ve given us over here at It Ain’t That Serious.