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SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007

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Don’t blame it on the sunshine…
Don’t blame it on the moonlight…
Don’t blame it on the good times…

*Blames it on the brown juice…*

Let me give a shout to the folks over at ThinkTank Marketing for inviting me to this little sneaker soiree sponsored by the ultimate jig juice – Hennessy.

Normally, I don’t fucks with the Hennrock since the kid is known to spaz on the regulack. Hennrock for me is that blackout beverage where I usually get a phone call the following day telling me that I am barred from ever hanging with folks again.

It’s that or either I’m making my one phone call from the precinct house to CHOCOLATE SNOWFLAKE telling her to call my day job and explain that I will be “out of town” for a few days.

But who could say no to politicking with sneaker fiends, beautiful women, and imbibing FREE Hennessy all night? I couldn’t, plus it’s my birthday bitches! The following pictures are some of the sights and the celebrities that were in the building. Good thing I got my flick right before my glass sneaker turned into a pumpkin.

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Young HOBBS and some peeps…

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Got dimples? Check. Got Henny? Check. Got milk? CHECK!

fresh

Only the freshest kids.

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9-2-5 working chick celebrities in full effect.

the 3's

The threes are mandatory accoutrements.

meah pace

Homegirl’s name is MEAH PACE. She’s the host of some website called Video City. Yeah, I know what you’re saying, she’s fine, but she ain’t no iNternets Celebrity.

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Sneaker Fiends Unite! The crew from Secret Society along with some young, foxy iCandy (c)iFuxxx

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Sneaker Fiends Unite! The SFU MVP for the night with the crispy Air Penny II’s. If HARDAWAY had been as hardbody as his kicks they might have given the J’s some comp.

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Sneaker Fiends Unite! Super heavyweight sneaker celebrities doing what it do (from right to left). Sneaker Fiend film documentarian SEAN WILLIAMS loves NY, Big CHRIS from the world infamous FLIGHT CLUB NY and his number one weedcarrier.

Keep it locked, more info on FCNY to drop here at DP Dot Com.

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The haze is in the atmosphere.

At the end of the evening FREE bottles of Hennessy were given away and a good time was had by all. If I sent you an invite for this party and you didn’t come through you can hit your monitor with a baseball bat right about now. Okay, don’t kill your monitor, but don’t call me up today asking for my bottle of Henessy either. No my brother, you gon’ have to get your own.

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VH-1 Has Made B.E.T. Irrelevant…

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

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For one week a year VH-1 earnestly goes in and represents for Hip-Hop better than any media outlet evar. They make Black Entertainment Television’s programming look so damn amatuerish and irrelevant. I’m not saying that B.E.T. should be the network that exclusively broadcasts Hip-Hop related content, but B.E.T. shouldn’t get outclassed to the level that VH-1 does it to them.

This year is unfortunately no different for Whack Entertainment Television as VH-1 gears up for their annual broadcast of the Hip-Hop Honors Awards. I could prah’lee go in on why this show needs a shapeup as well, but for what it represents it is still the most important block of programming on television. VH-1 takes over the game this week though by rolling out a string of reality shows and documentaries focusing on Hip-Hop’s past, present and future.

If you work at Whack Entertainment Television and you haven’t given your resume yet to to Viacom’s VH-1 human resource department you better brush up on your gospel music because that is the only thing y’all will be broadcasting come next year. That and videos of ‘Chocolate Rain’ by TAY ZONDAY. B.E.T. please kill yourself.

‘BRIDGING THE GAP’
Ep.1 featuring QUEEN LATIFAH & EVE
Ep.2 featuring SNOOP DOGG & THE GAME
Monday October 1st 11pm

‘Bridging The Gap’ documents what happens when two established artists come together to explore their shared musical passions. In each half-hour episode, two artists who share a mutual admiration and respect for the other will share a day, discussing their lives while creating a new track produced by one of today’s hottest producers. Queen Latifah and Eve are featured in the premiere, while The Game and Snoop Dogg collaborate in the second episode at 11:30pm
Editor’s note: The first episode sounds like some feel good shit for the ladies. Let’s see if Latifah advises Eve on how to get it done in Tinseltown. Speaking of Hollywood Snoop and Gayme are some of Hollyhood’s best cRap-tors. They need someone to teach them how to stay out of prison.

‘VH1 ROCK DOCS: FADE TO BLACK’
Wednesday October 3rd, 8:30pm

Shawn Carter (Jay-Z) has been one of the most influential figures in black American music since the mid-nineties. “Fade To Black” reveals the multiple Grammy Award winning artist as never before, from his background and rise to fame to the recording of his last album. The film chronicles his legendary concert at Madison Square Garden in November 2003 that featured guest performances by BeyoncĂ©, Mary J. Blige, Missy Elliott, R. Kelly, Foxy Brown, Pharrell, and Questlove and The Illadelphonics along with appearances by hip hop icons Damon Dash, Rick Rubin, Slick Rick, P. Diddy and many others. Viewers get the rare glimpse into Jay-Z’s creative process as he searches for inspiration, poetry, and perfection in his songs. Narrated by Jay-Z himself, his account of the night takes on reflections of his entire musical career and his journey that led to this one astounding, fabled evening–rightfully called “Fade To Black.”
Editor’s note: The JiggaMan hype machine is gearing up. Yawwwwwn.

‘CLASSIC ALBUMS: JAY-Z – REASONABLE DOUBT’
Wednesday October 3rd, 11pm

VH1’s latest addition to the “Classic Albums” franchise takes us back through the whole creative process behind Jay-Z’s stunning first release “Reasonable Doubt.” Initially as a performer racking up an incredibly successful string of hit singles and albums and later as an executive, having taken on the presidency of Def Jam Records in 2004. “Reasonable Doubt” is still considered by many to be his finest achievement. A much harder hitting and edgy record than his later more polished and pop orientated releases, it announced to the world that a new rap star had arrived.
Editor’s note: ‘Reasonable Doubt’ is a great album as a piece of entertainment, but when media outlets continue to tout this album as a biblical account of his personal life it only serves to trivialize and further disenfranchise the families who were actually decimated from substance abuse. One day the people inside of the ghetto will file class action lawsuits against all the rappers who claim to have been former drug dealers. Until them I suppose I will have to suffer the veracity of this hustler’s homage.

‘VH1 HIP HOP HONORS’
Monday October 8th, 10pm

Once again, VH-1 honors the hip hop pioneers and legends that have made significant contributions to all aspects of pop culture with the fourth annual ‘VH-1 Hip Hop Honors’. Hosted by Tracy Morgan, this year’s honorees include A Tribe Called Quest, Snoop Dogg, WHODINI, Missy Elliott, the film Wild Style and Teddy Riley and Andre Harrell for New Jack Swing. The music and influence of each of the honorees will be recognized through performances by classic artists in collaboration with today’s hottest new talent. The honorees are set to take the stage and showcase their legendary talent, along with Ciara, Eve, Pharrell Williams, T.I., Timbaland, Bow Wow, Busta Rhymes, Common, T-Pain, Keyshia Cole, Nick Cannon, Nelly Furtado, Ne-Yo, KRS-One, Jermaine Dupri, Grandmaster Caz, Nelly, Mos Def, Kool Moe Dee, Grand Wizzard Theodore and The Chief Rocker Busy Bee as well as appearances by Chris Rock, Harvey Keitel, LL Cool J, Salt -N- Pepa, Kerry Washington and Diddy.
Editor’s note: The iNternets Celebrities are trying to score some red carpet access to this event. Stay tuned for more info.

ET TU NIKE, ET TU?!?

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

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I read this article in the internets about how Nike spent mega bucks to do some research on the foot size of Native Americans in order to construct a shoe that was more agreeable and comfortable to wear. Aww shit! Sounds like Nike is making their kicks more sturdy for the long trek on another Trail of Tears.

Although I don’t know how much farther west we can force the natives to walk.

So Injuns have bigger feet than most people? You know what that means? Bigger feet = bigger socks. I can imagine that natives will have to start paying more for their socks because of the extra cotton involved.

I’m pissed that Nike would fund the research to study the size of people’s feet. Who the fuck cares about the size of someone’s foot anyhoo? How about making a bigger shoe. Just do it. Or fund a study to find out why the injun foot is larger than the Euros who were used as the control group for normal sized feet.

It turns out that diabetes is prevalent among Native Americans at a ridiculously disproportionate rate than any other residents in the United States, moreso than even Black people. That could explain the occurrence of larger feet.

Too often we only treat symptoms to problems here in America without examining the root causes of the problems in the first place. It allows people to continue their fantasy lives of actually being good people, caring for pets and saving the Earth, without ever having to confront the fact that they are the reason the planet is so fucked the fuck up on a daily basis.

I’m sure Nike will use their social equity in this experiment in order to create some fucking mocassins that pay homage to the various native communities. Knowing that I am a sensless sneaker consumer as well I will prah’lee copp me a pair of those Iroquois Air Max.

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GO DALLAS! IT’s YA’ BERFDAY!

Friday, September 28th, 2007

blu cheez mister met

And you know Mr. Met don’t give a fuck if it’s ya’ birthday!

My little treat to myself to jump off my New Year (yes Rosh Hasha’anah) was to go to the big ballpark in my old ‘hood in Queens. It’s kind of how I reconnect to my parents who are no longer taking me to the cheap seats, and how I replenish my energies and return my focus. Plus, it’s beisbol bitches.

And beisbol has benn berry, berry good to me (yes Chico Escuela).

The only catch right now is that my azz is broke as fuck. Well, I’m not broken, since I am in one single piece. Okay, okay, one BIG, single piece, but my azz still ain’t got no money in the bank.

This is when I look up to the heavens and I ask my great-grandma for some help. She used to come all the way from Co-Op City on the QBX-1 bus down to her old house in Corona where my mother and I lived in order to babysit me. If you have ever had a grandmother then understand that having a great-grandma is like putting the little 2 symbol next to the word grandmother. It’s like grandmother squared. The power of love gets all exponential and shit.

Well what do you know? PEDRO MARTINEZ is on the hill for what might be his final game of the season and I just happen to have a few ‘Vote For Pedro’ t-shirts left to bump off. GOD helps those that help themselves so I packed my little bag with t-shirts and made myself a sammy to smuggle into the game.

There’s nothing better than a pumpernickel bagel with Nova lox, cream cheese, tomatoes and a slice of red onion. That my friends is good eating.

There’s also nothing better than having a birthday party with 50,000 festive people. I don’t know how many people actually showed up for the game, but it was way more folks than I could afford to buy drinks for to toast me. Even a few celebrities showed up too. Like this foine little cub reporter from channel 9 news. I forget ol’ girl’s name, and she had a little fatty too. She told her cameraman to take some pics of us because she didn’t trust my skills. Typical for a Black woman not to trust a brother just because he’s a sloppy, fat bum with flat pockets.

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Kiss me, I’m an iNternets Celebrity.

Just as an aside, BRENDA BLACKMON would have let me stick my tongue down her throat. And it was my birthday for crissakes!

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nicole johnson

Enough hi-jinks with the real world news celebrities I had t-shirts to bump if I was gonna be able to buy myself a ducat to get up in this piece. Time for me to get my true school hustle steez on.

People are whizzing by me at lightning speed. While flatfoots are on the patrol to knock anyone moving that illicit contraband (read: unlicensed merchandise that MLB isn’t getting a cut off). I’m smooth though because this is some shit that I did when the heat was really on. R.I.P. BAR-KIM and 101st and Northern Boulevard. Take a look for yourself…


So after my work was all sold I put my paper right back into the community by hitting off a scalper for a one-piece.

At first I was like “Hell no!” since the date on the ticket said June 28, 2007 but then dude reminded me how his shit was 100 because the game tonight was a makeup joint from earlier in the summer. Yeah, he was right.

The St. Louis Cardinals were in town for a one night stand. Maybe we could get us a little get-back from last years’ NLCS, although even a win tonight can’t deny the Cards their World Championship so whatever.

My seat was supposed to be in the upper deck of Shea Stadium and I will tell you a true story in that I haven’t sat up there since my homey ViceGrip’s moms took us to a game when DAVE KINGMAN was still on the team.

Fuck what my ticket says, I’m sitting on the field level in a box seat behind the Mets dugout because that is how I enterprise my lifestyle. Y’all should do the same too. Ghetto Big Mac your lifestyle nah’mean?!? Don’t just settle for ketchup. Put some special sauce on your shit. I politicked myself through the security at the field level and then found an open seat, and when these Italian niggas sitting next to me looked at me funny I looked right back at them. Indignant ignorance is a DP trademark.

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Besides, the Mets needed me up front for encouragement and support, and as you might imagine I am one of the greatest hecklers of all time who can keep it funny and keep it G-Rated for the ladies and the kids. BLU CHEEZ is for the childrens.

No amount of encouragement would save the Mets on this evening however, and I unfortunately made more noise than the home teams’ bats could. I was even tempted to start the wave in the latter half of the game, and the final two frames found me wearing my OG fitted in rally cap mode all to no avail. At the end of the game St. Louis had once again bested my beloved Mets (yes eff you BYRON CRAWFORD), but at least I placed my vote on the only candidate that I believe in.

Myself.

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O.J. SIMPSON, BARRY BONDS, MARC ECKO. WHO THE FUCK CARES?!?

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

who the eff cares

O.J. SIMPSON still thinks that someone cares about his balls [ll], and schatte-selling wigger MARC ECKO wants us to care about BARRY BONDS’ record home run ball. Guess what? We don’t even give a fuck.

I wanted BARRY to have the all time home run record without an asterisk, because BABE RUTH doesn’t have an asterisk next to his record since he played in an all white league. Who the fuck cares where the actual ball he hit goes?

O.J. SIMPSON should just sit the fuck down already. I love the fact that he can hire a gang of dudes to strong arm steady some of his sports memorabilia (read: junk) from some hotel room, but no one thinks to ask these fools if they were also hired to merc’k his cocaine huffing ex-wife. I’m not saying he did it, but if he did do it, that’s how he did it.

All I know for sure is that the obsession with items that were touched by celebrities is reaching a fever pitch and I need to find a way to raise some money to keep the lights on here at DP Dot Com. Look what we have here. A pair of my soiled drawls from Jou’vert weekend.

Seriously, you need to copp these before MARC ECKO does.

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