Chocolate Snowflake has a side grind almost as crazy as my own. She make jewelry and travels around the city to different street fairs to sell her wares. That shit can be taxing when after you work a 9-2-5 week you work 12 hours a day on the weekends. That’s what this weekend was like for her. I did my Sneaker Fiends Unite! NYC tour on Saturday (shouts to JaiSlayer) and then I hung out with the wifey status on Sunday since her jewelry making partner flaked out.
I brought out my CHEA t-shirts and my I.C. DVD’s. None of which sold though. Being an iNternets Celebrity was a bit humbling on this afternoon in NYC. We were posted up on Bleecker Street in the West Village. I was hopeful that someone in the thousands of people that would stroll by us today would recognize me and buy something. Bupkus. I wasn’t disappointed however because I did get a visit from the homey Combat Jack who happened to be in the area with the wife and some of the kids.
I needed to chop it up homeboy too. There’s talk that we are going to throw a barbecue on July 18th for the internets. Something just for the bloggers and those that read the blogs. I’m imagining that there will be some folks in town since the NYC leg of Rock The Bells is the following day on Sunday. With only a month to go we need to plan this event for serious. Combat Jack has crazy visions but we need to get some concrete shit in place if this joint is gonna happen.
In the meantime his kids just handled their business by being kids and looking cute. His daughter is an angel in the streets so she must be hell at home surrounded by boys who cater to her every whim. She was ordering me around too. His youngest son is my homey though. He was telling me the story about his girlfriend at school and how they share peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch. I was iike “Whoa homeboy! Slow down with all that”. Brooklyn kids move fast though.
Shit gets so real when you put kids into your cipher. C.S. and I love to travel, to dine out, to do our thinga-thing on a whim with no worries other than the fact that we might run out of cash. All that shit changes once you start making people. Either that or our grinds have to become supernatural. I might have to blackout on this blog shit and start posting advertisements from the armed forces.
So I salute all of y’all out here making more people.
That’s what we were put on this planet for in the first place.
Combat Jack, holler at me on some real shit about this barbecue.
DP or Jack, hit me up if that BBQ is goin down for real.. I’ll bring the Miller Lite and whiteboy weed. No Asher Roth or flip flops.
Those kids are cute! Good work Combat Jack.
I’ll come through with a bottle of somethin’ somethin’ (probably henny, I’m a fiend!) if that shit goes down man let me knooooooooow
…no rock the bells for me though. whatever.
Apologies for cussin’ with CJ’s kids here but Fuck Bleecker Street– I hope C.S. sold to the tourists anyway but that’s a tough dollar for sure. Did anybody ask ya’ll what (pronounced) CHEE-AH means?
re: BBQ, if it’s of interest I’ll be happy to bring heat from Nostrand. One of favorite joints in all of BK is there (I know I’m setting myself up here), Cock’s (ll a few times) which is an insane Bajan joint– if anybody knows of a better goat roti get at me. The Bajan national dish of Cou-Cou is genius there too.
those are some cute kids (no kells). props to CJ
had i known you wouldve been there i wouldve came and supported DP
i fux with internets celbrities
DP- might you have this BBQ some time between July 1st and the 6th?? That’s when I’ll be in NY…I don’t eat meat but I love BBQs nonetheless. 🙂
Nice to see some sun in NYC. Its been lacking of late…
Shouts to DP and CJ…
And if you need someone to work the grill on the BBQ side then yodel at Diesel Drewpreme. I’m certified on this dead animal sh*t and I kicks it with Emeril (the REAL Emeril – no RAWSS) on the regulack.
Good looks. Locking down the venue now!