Dec 29, 2008

The shag van

Forget beach houses and plasma TVs, a real player needs this. Check out a few pics. I think the airburshed Star Wars mural is good, but the interior covered entirely in shag carpet is FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


(If the Craiglist link goes dead, this was an actual custom van for sale on the Dallas CL.)

Dec 15, 2008

Sweet Audi action

I'm not really much of a "car guy," and I don't like the band Bush very much, but this video is still sooooo cool. It makes me wish I had a souped-up Audi Quattro Sport!

Dec 5, 2008

A Man Called White

There are some damn interesting people you never really learn about in history class.

Hangin' with poets

I've been finding myself surrounded by poets more and more lately. Didn't really see that coming, but they're swell folks as long as you don't mind berets, bongos and Gauloise cigarettes. Haha, I kid. You would never know they're poets by looking at them!

Anyway, I know absolutely nothing about formal poetry. Really the only poetry I know jack shit about is in hip-hop form. I know most poetry purists probably consider it artless, but I can't help but love shit like this:

"Get Down" by Nas

New York streets where killers walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from starvin
Pushin cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long list of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of things
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm about to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"Whatchu up to, the cops gon' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the block
And looked at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
Starin at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwin them bones
Hopin my ace get his case thrown
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world straight hoein
While he lookin at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showin they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's livin proof
The D.A. who tried him was lyin
A white dude, killed his mother durin the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is bein replaced
Pre-trial hearin is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the back aisle
I wanna crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a fist for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He grabbed a court officer's gun and started squeezin
Then he grabbed the judge, screams out -- nobody leavin everybody

Some niggaz fuck they enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass niggaz are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They make you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
Sold CD's double platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggaz, independent label, real killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chillin
They had the coke game somethin crazy
Sold music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or somethin
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggaz ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school that raised me
New York gangstas, we loungin, out in L.A. see
A dude wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got your back - the fools don't play"
I rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga still alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thuggin and things
He plugged me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack daddy Soprano
She passed me the indigo, but the imbecile
Shoulda never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
Openin the hotel room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet three kids
See honey thought I had somethin to do, with all the drama
Cause I was with a crew, that had her people killed
Called up my cousin, told him I ain't fuckin witchu
He responded cool, but told me out here this how motherfuckers

Get down, get down!

Dec 4, 2008

Left to right, not up and down

I'm starting to wonder if the next big trend in web publishing is to package content in a left-to-right, scrolling style, instead of the traditional scroll-down type display you normally see when reading stuff on the web. Here's a good example of that at CanopyCanopyCanopy. I've noticed that one of my favorite moto blogs, Hell for Leather, does something similar with certain of their features.

Trash Heaven!


This blog is some southern fried fun. Hell yeah!

Dec 3, 2008

Gang of Four, Live in 1981

I know I was all of three years old at the time, but this song just rocks in every way.