A Few Wrinkles in the Gray Matter

1. I can't help but dance when I play Common's Universal Mind Control (the song). And I can't dance, so I'm sure it's pretty comical. Then Punch Drunk Love starts, and now I'm dancing and singing the hook. No one shall every see/hear this phenomenon. Then Make My Day comes on, and I either take the album off or if I'm in a good enough mood I let it play. If I let it play then afterwards I skip to Inhale. Then the album gets turned off. Shame on Common for making half a good album, he musta learned that trick from Kanye. Tricking me into liking an album, then pulling the rug out from under me with wack trash like Sex 4 Suga.

2. I looked at my old roommate's myspace page. He was from the dark ages when all my roommates were freshmen (aka my senior year, don't cry for me argentina). So dude has pictures up from a night at the club, and I couldn't help but notice how him and his peoples were dressed, cuz the pictures were obviously taken to put their "freshness" on display. How you aint got no pictures of anyone dancing, but 15 pictures of yall negroes posing lol? Anyway it's sad how some 19yr olds can make me feel so geriatric, but I really don't get what kids are wearing these days.

The wild color shit makes some sense, as it's a throwback to 80s gear. One cat had grey, black, yellow, and red on. And a few of these items were plaid. I'll let that go, it's not for me but to each his own (rainbow). Some gen-x'er is mad as fuck that he threw all his old cross colours gear out, he coulda been in style again! But this grown and sexy shit makes absolutely no sense to me. They take it too far! Nigga had a thick plaid flannel button up under a pea coat, with a wool-looking scarf on. In the club! Don't that shit get hot?!?

When I was big on clubs, which was a while ago, I went to dance (with girls! Don't get me started on cats going to clubs to dance with their boys). We tried to look good in the most comfortable shit possible. So you know what my club outfit was? Jeans and a fuckin tee and some sneakers. Maybe boots. Maybe a thin button-up if I was feeling extra-fly. I just don't get this new generation. Shit me and Da Vinci was bout to hit up a lounge/club Saturday, but good thing the evening got canceled cuz of Jersey snow, cuz I bet we wouldn't have gotten in anyway. Dress code was, wait first of all what the fuck is a dress code? I'm trynna dance with a girl on me, why I need to look so clean just to fuck up my good clothes gettin sweaty?!? Anyway, the dress code was no baggy jeans, no sneakers or boots, and no tees. No way I coulda got in, I don't even have non-baggy jeans. And rarely am I in the mood to dress up (button-up with casual shoes) to hit up a damn 21-over club. I ain't 30! Why I gotta dress like I'm going to a 30-over club just to dance with corny girls my age?!

I'm need to go hang out wit my G's, my bruhs. Peace