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A few weeks ago I shipped off to Philadelphia with the entire website staff. We were going away for a TONY ROBBINS seminar and another motivational speech to be given at our very own website staff meeting. Things for the site are looking up. We have almost thirty subscribers to our YouTube videos even though we haven’t released any new material since last year. The website has finally reached double digits in regular readership… okay, that’s not exactly true, we fluctuate between nine to ten.

Philadelphia should be interesting. It’s been years since I crossed through that city for anything other than Negro nonsense. What year was the NBA All-Star game in Philly? That would have been the last time. Oh yeah, peace out to FENDI and BEAST for hooking everybody up with the employee discount at the Wyndham. I decided to wear my Adidas ROD LAVER leathers for the trip. I haven’t worn any Adidas shoes for months now and since I was going O.T. I figured I could cheat on my main squeeze a little. Since I’m 37yrs old and this year is the 37th anniversary of LAVER winning his second grand slam I thought I should pay the man some respect.

ROD LAVER leathers might be the cleanest and classiest tennis shoes around. I have a pair of Tretorns and because they are canvas they pick up dirt as if they were magnets. The K-Swiss all white leathers are also classics but they are cliche too. Something like faux preppy letterman sweaters. NIKE tennis shoes are just too technical, and not enough casual. I wanted to get my laid back style poppin’ and I wanted to have a shoe that you could walk the strip in. The great thing about the LAVER leathers is that they can be wiped off, whereas the LAVER mesh can never be cleaned. Eventually they get so beat down that you just have to leave them on the street for a homeless person to pick up.

Speaking of homeless people, I fit right in with the local Philly population. Everyone has a beard, even the women. The homeless people don’t look much different from the average person. The only difference being that the homeless people ask you for money. As we walked through center city and asked random strangers for directions it was strange that no one seemed to want to answer us. Did we look like tourists? Or were these people some homogeneous race of alien beings in human form. I should have exclaimed, “Take me to your leader!” Where is the love Philadelphia?!?

So after our staff meeting was done with(more on that later) we were able to go back out and explore the city. The intern found the prison were LIL’ KIM was staying. Since he isn’t on her list of friends he was denied access. There isn’t too much else going on in Philly as far as culture and free shit. There is like some old broken bell that people have to pay to see and some other pre-historic nonsense that I won’t even bother to mention. Everyone from the state of Pennsylvania seems to congregate on South Street. With tons of chicks from Temple and UPenn on the stroll the intern was right inside his wheelhouse now. I found a few sneaker spots, but there was nothing exclusive and nothing in my size. At least the Adidas store provided some free entertainment.

The Adidas store was throwing a party to campaign for their new Adicolor item. These are Adidas Superstar shoes that have a removable color insert that you can change to match our outfit. Like the old school Power or Kaepa cheerleading sneakers. I guess that would be cool if you were a chick on the school spirit team, but for a dude this seems kind of teh ghey. That was my boy DJ 007 doing his thing. He begged me to take him out of Philly to some place that was really popping, but I told him that there is a strict caste system in the world when it comes to deejays and he wasn’t allowed to try and elevate his caste level. It would mess up the whole universal balance greenhouse eco-system or something. Poor guy, he will stuck doing proms in Camden, N.J. for the rest of his life.

Philadelphia was really pretty at night, but that was more a function of C.S. sporting her new lingerie than anything else. No new sneaker acquisitions were made, but I wouldn’t rule out a return visit especially for a LIL’ KIM ‘Get Out of Jail’ party.

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