"I'm from VA, I'll bust yo grill"

I went out with my girl Jen Bear and her roomate and some chick they went to school with. We went to the Drunken Unicorn where her friend was spinning for a night of winehousing and I admit I went in with low expectations but when this band came on all that went out the window.
The Drunken Unicorn is like two sides one where live bands play and the other side where the DJ was spinning old school hip hop. We all danced and just partied and then took it to this other bar in East Atlanta. Now I'm not really a bar person but the atmosphere was so laid back and cool or whatever.

So at the end of the night we left out and we see these dudes getting in to it with these females. Jen is trying to tell me...
"Let's get out of here!"

But me and her roomate are like "fuck that, let's see what happens!"

So apparently this drunk dude tried to shoot at a girl and she gave him a smart ass remark, basically dissin the dude. So he calls her a bitch and it's all talk 'till he mushes the chick and some dude comes out of nowhere and I swear to God, Lui Kang flying kicks the dude and knocks him to the ground with a punch as I'm tryna talk this one cat down and then a molly whopping ensued...

Andre and the Leopard skin taint tickler

For the longest time I've asked my homegirl 'jen bear' to get me a road bike... So when she tells me to come over and I see a wicked ass new Bianchi (apparently these things are like Maseratti's of bicycles)

and a throwback '79 Schwinn racing bike.
I already knew what time it was and beggars can't really be picky. I took the '79 home later and rode the Bianchi around. That thing is like riding on a bike made of muffin. I don't know if it was the lightness of the bike or the leopard skin taint tickler seat, but that thing was smooth.

So I get the '79 home, put some new tires on it, and wiped of the dust and pollen and shit and I was ready to ride. "Jen Bear" came over and we rode, blazed and rode some more. I really think cycling is something I want to get into along with photography/roller skating/tantra but I'm gonna need to get one of those "perenium friendly seats" cause riding is around murder on the taint.

The debauch comes home

My facebooky status now says Andre is officially in Atlanta and heading to pink pony 2! I'm back in the east atlanta 6....it's a bittersweet feeling though...anyways, my ultimate goal is to make it to London (vauxhall to be exact) and hopefully things go my way so yeah....

Anyways I went to the pony and eat sushi, jen bear put me on this "dancer" Star. Body like a shotgun and cuter than a lil bit..she told me to come and see her tommorow, I don't know if that's just like see her as in pay for her or see her as in talk to her while she's not dancing... after that we went to a spot downtown Social, jen bear knows the owners...it's a nice lil date spot/resto. I ate grilled calamari and had a very tasty mojito before we went to Earls in the village and just drank and chilled... came home tipsy but on point and said hey to samantha the dog (who I've been with since she was a puppy in like 2001/2000; and I habve no problem at all saying I love you to her, because dogs love so unconditionally and pure) talked to momsy before I retired for the night....so if there's any debauch to be had this weekend counts me in and I'll be out and about and around errwhere but if y'all know the what's ups and the what's nots let me know!

They say that zip code 30316 (the village) sells the most PBR in the united states! I learned that from a Jameson's whisky girl!

How late am I?

I hate getting up on stuff late..but I'm just too stubborn and don't want to be a bandwagon ass dude...Or invest my precious time in new artists... I mean I feel like...

are people only listening to it cause the buzz surrounding them or is the music actually good?

mufuckas don't want to be "mainstream," but come off that shit...They're gonna play you're shit out 'till mufucka don't wanna hear it no more (ask Teddy Pain) That's why you gotta play the game and dance for the man and make new shit. and with that formula, most of the music today makes me wanna turn off the radio(whoop rico anyone?), so rebuking whoever is popular this week makes me cool. right?

With music I find so much old shit I couldn't appreciate or wasn't open to then, that I fuck with super tough now like...

Arular (M.i.A is off the chain.. I don't wanna listen to her new shit for fear it's a letdown) ,

Soul Food(I loved cell therapy, 'Kast shut down ATL in 96-97 and I fucked with them instead), MF Doom (that dude is stupid, from the way he flips his samples to the shit he says...jumpin jahosaphat!) Rush, The Cure, Bo$$ in Drama, Gangstarr, Tears for Fears, Quincy Jones, Lonnie Liston, Tenacious D... I could go on and on. So why the fuck do I wanna hear the next such and such?

But the downside to that is that I do miss out on some mufuckas worth listenin too from that fear of change or unwillingness to feel like I'm a trendy tarrantino... like

Lupe *ducks* My nig J was into him real heavy and when we'd ride he'd bump that Mike Love mixtape and I just didn't wanna hear dude at all, But hearing switch made me curious about him...

Kanye- I didn't like Jesus walks, diamonds, touch the sky, overnight celebrity(except the beat, it was pretty sick) at all. So off the strength of that I didn't like kanye. I didn't fuck with him 'till someone put Graduation on my iPod, then it was Late Regristration, now I'm all about the dude!

The Dream- Everybody I knew was tellin me this dude was "that dude" Girls I knew, dudes I knew errrbody! But I didn't like "shawty is a 10". Plus I was on Frank and back to black at the time heavy... I was in the club when I heard I luv yo girl it was a reynolds....

Amy Winehouse - I didn't really sleep on her, I was just ignorant to the current popular music, so I was in target buying a guitar for Guitar hero with jen bear and she was like...

"you should get her album * back to black*

me: who the fuck is this?

"you know....she sings rehab"

Me:*blank stare*

*jen starts singing chorus*

Me:*blank stare*

Sure enough I bought it and I've been a fanatic ever since...

This came about cause my homegirl is all about Gym Class Heroes and she was like you know they're comin to town right? All excited and shit... So I wanna go cause the roots are gonna be there but I don't wanna just be out of the vibe for GCH. So I listen to the Papercut Chronicles she gave me and to my first impression of these dudes is...

"You know how you might have a hot rhyme/idea/picture/joke/anything that you wanna write down before you forget it? Well it seems like these dudes listened to Pharrezzy and N.E.R.D. and hit the studio with that mindframe. I mean they're like Nerd minus the falsetto's. Average rhymin cat with a nice band / DJ work.


For the GCH heads should I listen to this since I'm a GCH virgin? or just steal her "the quilt"?



Help me y'all cause right now I've got 4 words for GCH.

I think, therefore eye fuck

Sitting under a patio chair umbrella in the scorching sun of oconee, tennessee with Jen Bear and Joel waiting for the rafting trip to start, we sit sunglasses-less because apparently people have lost their shades from the intense rapids and they aren't recommended to be worn without these gay ass rubber straps. I damn sure didn't wanna lose my prada's to the river so we all begrudgingly left them in the car. The car is like a 3 minute walk away under a fucking heating lamp. So after sitting there for about 5 minutes, with various people begging to be criticized Jen Bear said to me...

It's really hard to people watch without sunglasses on.

Me : I know right! I'm tryna look at people and move my eyes with out moving my head, but I know I look obvious as fuck

Fuck it, I'm gonna go get my shades you want yours?

Me : yes. yes I do.

I love people watching! Sometimes if I'm out and about like sitting down in mall food courts or waiting for something, I'll just start assesing and dismissing people and wishing I had a camera to catch them looking a fool! It's especially when fun when I'm with witty company. In the club, I don't wanna just eyefuck the shit outta girls and be all obvious. I'd rather do it super smooth!
I just I might have to barter or sell my Dolce's cause all this time I thought my eye's weren't visible, but now I see that people can see me watching, judging and scrutinizing them and I don't like it! Not one bit.

If only the right kind of blueblockers weren't so hard to find... I could of course buy them from the website, but where's the fun in that. I'd rather stop at random CVS'/Walgreens/riteaids/eckerds check the sunglasses out and laugh with delight as I purchase my new people watcher.

Black heart of gold!

I'm always saying this to girls in particular that I try and do good deeds to right some of the bad things I've done... and they'll say to me... "you crazy!" or something like that.. but I'm dead serious though! I mean I'm sometimes suprised that God continues to watch over me..I know I'm a good person but I just do things... Anyways it's a toss up whether I'll get my full pay this week. I looked at my statement and it's only $250. So those diamonds might have to wait.

I was sitting and thinking heavy and puerto rican chick called me to shoot the shit. We talked for a hot minute about her trip to puerto rico and my trip to barbados it felt good, it was almost like a high. I started to tell her how I was feeling down and shit and she was like you should come over here I can make you feel better....etc *dash of cold water*
I don't really want to tell her you know I'm not tryna fuck with you like that too much right now and I probably won't cause as much as I hate being in the waiting room myself, I'd rather keep her there, cause I've heard pregnant girls have that pure brita water filter juice! Plus I'm stuck in a girls waiting room my damn self. I gotta call Jen Bear and just talk to her cause I'm feeling down and my resistence is low and I know her cynical realism and vicious criticism will be like a slap in the face.

Anyways on the way home I passed by the humane society, and I thought since I love dogs and cats more than I do people, if anything could quiet my soul and put some good points on the board for me it's gotta be volunteer work or prayer. I've never been the praying type so volunteer work it is. I figure instead of wasting time and energy playing these fuckity fuck fuck games with these girls I minds well do some good. I filled out the application and talked to this chick there and I should hear something from them pretty soon.

Stanks for the memories

I believe I can live like there is no tomorrow because I had the foresight to invest in comic books... 5 out of 10 analysts say after gold and oil, comic books are the biggest investment!


I used to be so creative when I was younger before I let that weed and coochie turn me out. I used to sit in class all day making these insect like sculptures out of paper clips. All my pockets were cut up from keeping them in my pocket and I used to raid teachers desks for boxes of paper clips. Who knows, if I would've stuck with it, I could've had an exhibit at a NY museum, or better yet, been blogged about by Hypebeast!



During my "jungle Fever" phase, my girl Felicia got me into Slipknot real heavy! I made these for us for halloween, it took a few bic pens to really get the drippy effect. I'm glad I'm a packrat, or she might have these right now!





Jen Bear @ the Pink Pony 2



Playboy J @ Pink Pony 2, one of my few light skinned HB's.



This man jumped clean over the hood of a fuckin volvo.

Pic Tails 3 1/3

Me and Big Sis went winehousing the night before I left to go to Tennesee with Jen bear... So Jen was blowing my phone up on her way to get me hella early (10am) so I was still feeling the effects of last night on the drive up there. It got kinda redneckish on the way there (somebody asked me "What yer say there fella?", the fuck do you reply to that?) but the drive wasn't that bad.

We get there and go to the Oconee river we're gonna be rafting and it looked pretty swheat. When we got in the raft we had this young ass instructor with no personality, he pulled us three dudes aside and said...
"We don't normally let woman get in the front, so I'm gonna need y'all to compensate for their weakness, alright guys?"

White water rafting wasn't as intense as I thought it would be, but it was fun as hell!
Later that night at the campsite the instructors comment slipped and Jen and Kat were 500 about that shit for reals! They were ready to call him and cuss him out.
We built a bitchin fire, made smores, played cards and eat subway and just really roughed it.


The next day we went to this family owned restaurant were the menu said
"Although out religous beliefs do not allow us to eat or handle pork because it is an unclean filthy animal, we readily make it availiable to our customers"
WTF
I asked the blue eyed waitress what she did for fun in this lil' shit hole town, and she was like
"Rafting the river"


All in all pretty cool trip!

A lil 2L;2R but there's pics!

Last weekend was great! Me and my dog nick went to a cool spot called 'stats' downtown, it wasn't what I really had in mind cause I was "dressed up" and wanted to dance-dance. But we just kicked it like gentleman thugs and had a good time.

I get back to the house at like midnight and I'm still kinda on Va time where I'm like "oh no! I gotta rush to the club, I've only got a hour and a half of party time!" so decide to go to primetime cause it's right around the corner and if I do get winehoused it's a short drive back. So I pull up and am like dwaaamn, cause the normal people line to get in is still thick as fuck. So I avoid it and hit the special people line and walk scraight in...

It was just like it always is, hooder than a lil bit. And I'm dressed for downtown, so all kinda looks are bouncing off of my dolce's...
And the only two white girls in the whole club were in a cage, dancing like their lives depended on it.


So my big sis gets in and we spend all day in lil' 5...



eating indian food, this store that's shittin on Commonwealth called Wish with a secret underground shoe chamber;



Junkman's daughter, criminal records where I finally bought that J*davey. The world's best thrift store where I bought a suede jacket with the elbow pads and I gotta go back for a leather members only jacket that fits me niiiice.


Headin back to the house I get a txt from a friend of mine from middle school and high school "Danielle" I ran into earlier that week on my way to get my headchopped and we txt and she's like this chick from school is havin a birthday party in underground atlanta.

So me and sis fall in there and it's niiice, so I proceed to consume and I find out "sis" is a dancing machine for real for reals!

Sis and her Z PHI B's (no skee wee here)


Then I see danielle and she looked like a plate of white chocolate macadamia cookies,

I mean she looked real good, cause I remember in school she was always tall, yellow and slim, but now she's tall, yellow and thick and it's a real good look on her.

We rap a tad, and shes like "I'm a AKA and aspire to be a judge blah blah blah" real cool convo though. The drive back home was hell,we got in at like 4:30 and I didn't feel any of the screwdrivers till I sat down in the car...

Then Jen Bear came through hella early waking me up at like 11 to go to Tennesee for white water rafting!

Atlanta Bound

I'll be back home tonight! I can't wait to catch up with some people and see what's new. Everytime I go back I feel like a transient in the city.

I hope I don't jinx myself or anything plus I really don't believe in jinxes anyways, but I am suprised that I do all sorts of terrible things and God still looks out for me. I mean I can count at least 4 times I should have died, and yet here I am. The only thing I really can do is be thankful and try not to make the same mistake twice! So now I'm on track for my vacation to Atlanta and BarbadosSenegal.

It's actually crazy that I'm going there to see my father, I think the last time I saw him was like in '04 and according to my moms he "wants to talk to me but doesn't know how and he's hardnosed just like you are"

So I called him early saturday morning and it was kinda akward but he was like "things are going good with my business (car wash) and I've got contracts with the government, and hopefully when you get out you'll think about staying here for about a year and just learning the biz."

I don't know how I feel but like my best friend jen bear told me on my birthday "Andre..It's not always about you."


On a lighter note I chilled with my friend-girl and got the rundown on the fashion show I missed, and just spent most of the day moving out and looking for tax free deals (I found none) and hitting up some new thrift stores.




Of course I walked around on the stilts! what kind of man would I be if I didn't.



I found this leather jacket that fits me perfectly! It's so vintage and nice, and it officially makes me a hipster. This picture does it no justice but when I get my shemagh I got from bahrain, the picture will be complete!

Stop start animation

My homegirl "Jen Bear" and her friend who looks like Mallory from Natural Born Killers made a youtube video and I was just gonna tell her I saw it and be like "Yeah it was hot!" cause everyone knows making youtube videos went out with Soulja Boy right? So since I've got loads of free time on my hands during the work day, I actually checked it out and and it's pretty cool. One cause I didn't even know her or Kat was that creative and two cause it's pretty cool I think. I mean if "Dramatic Chipmunk" gets a billion views why can't this... So check it out and see for your self..