White Folks Are Losing It!

I can't say I'm a political expert by any means. Most people aren't - they just like to run their mouth for the sake of doing so. But I have to say, over the last several days, I've been enjoying watching these health care town hall meetings. Not for the political content of these gatherings - but for the crazy ass white folks that are showing up to these things. These people are mad as fuck. And I don't even think this is all about health care - I think they're just being opportunistic in letting all that frustration from November rear its ugly head now. No matter the case, I'm highly entertained by them. The guy pictured above completely lashed out at Senator Arlen Specter today, letting him know that he and his cronies will have to answer to God! A couple of hours ago, I saw a couple black women getting escorted out of a town hall meetings for what I believe was actual physical violence. (yes, I know I said white people...but really, its mostly white people.) I can only hope health care is fuckin never settled! Because these town hall meetings are becoming the highlights of my day.

Sketti O' The Day

Now, I can admit that its not the best picture. But what I'm showing is fuckin delicious. I've only been able to have this while I lived in Germany - and I was almost killed for it once. Its called Spaghetti Eis or Spaghetti Ice Cream. Essentially - its ice cream that you run through one of those spaghetti cutting fuckin things, top it with a bunch of fudge or strawberry sauce and other toppings, and devour like a plate of spaghetti. When I was a kid in Nazi land, I used to covet the days when my parents would give me enough marks to get spaghetti ice cream from the truck. One day I wanted it so bad, I stole money from my dad's pocket. Then I thought it would be wise to still ask him if I could have money for the ice cream truck. Needless to say, that didn't turn out well and I got the ass whipping of my life. Literally some life changing shit. That was the day I became a pretty decent kid. But getting off that tangent - this shit is delicious. And I don't know why I loved it so much. It's the same thing you'd eat otherwise, just cut up like spaghetti. Gotta love being a kid. This sketti gets a 5/5. Perfect. Peace!

Eldrick!

I can't say I always find golf interesting. But when Eldrick has that look in his eye, its must-see television. Yesterday, Tiger Woods took his 7th Bridgestone Invitational championship to capture his 70th tour win at the age of 33. "Who the next fastest" you may ask? Try Jack Nicklaus at age 40. Sam Snead rounds out the top three at age 41. Tiger Woods has 7 years on the greatest golfer to ever live (well, at least pre-Tiger) in terms of tour victories. Amazing feat to say the least. Whether you enjoy the sport or not - we are in the presence of true greatness. A player so dominant, that his achievements may not be topped in our lifetime. Next up? The PGA Championship in Minnesota, where Tiger seeks his 5th title there and 15th major overall. Now, we just sit back and observe.

Jumpoff Joey Got Socked

So late Saturday night, I'm browsing some forums and they're all abuzz because Joe Budden was reportedly punched in the eye by a member of Wu-Tang Clan member Raekwon's entourage while blogging backstage at Rock The Bells. According to Budden, Raekwon strolled in 6 deep and forced an apology out of the New Jersey emcee that was to be recorded for his IceWaterTV internet channel. One way or another, things escalated, and Joe Budden was punched in the eye by one of Raekwon's goonies. Joe Budden, being the usual embarrassing Joe Budden, then vlogged about the situation. Complete with ice over his eye and an IceWaterInc. bandanna that was dropped by one of Rae's guys. Furthermore, its being said that the two crews (IceWater/Wu and Slaughterhouse) confronted each other during the concert that was being held later that night - to the point where cops had to separate the crews and escort Raekwon and Rza to their bus in attempt to allow Slaughterhouse to make their scheduled performance.

Now, until the footage is released by either camp, the details remain sketchy at best. We do know Raekwon and company ambushed Joey's little blog session. We know Joey got punched in the eye. Other than that - everything is pure speculation. I do know this though: Wu-Tang is a different group of individuals. They're not the type to stand in a cipher and trade punchlines. They're not the type to get all cute and exchange blog video disses back and forth. They're known to handle their problems in the streets. If you throw dirt on their name - you better be ready to be confronted. I'm not saying their ways are right - and I surely hope this doesn't escalate to the point where somebody is shot - but when guys like Joe Budden who tend to run their mouth too much get out of line, you best believe situations like tonight will occur.

Fuck Joe Budden though. He's a corny motherfucker. I don't care if it was a sucker punch.

Sketti O' The Day

Man, I don't even have to tell you what this is. When you were a kid, if your parents half-way cared about you, you know about this. Chef Boyaredee basketti and meatballs. Mmm mmm. This is some stellar canned food. So if you're lazy (like me) or live in hurricane area (like me), Boyardizzle comes through in a big way with this incredible eatery. Remember the Smurf Chef Boyaredee products? Oh shit! Don't get me started. Anyways, I give this sketti a 3.5/5. Really solid for something I can store for like 10 years and its still edible.

They Should Have Neva Gave You Niggas Money! Vol. 1

Holy shit.

Ut oh...Billy Mays was not Oxi-Clean

An autopsy report surfaced late Friday declaring cocaine (THAT RAW!) as a contributing factor to the death of TV pitchman Billy Mays. According to the report - the cocaine took part in the development of the heart disease that killed him. Initially, you're thinking "no, not Billy!" Then you reflect on his ads and infomercials - and it hits you. We should have seen this coming! Nobody can be that hyper or excited over a fuckin broom. Or some gardening gloves. Or a towel. This shit was obvious as hell - and we ignored it. Nevertheless, I don't think the worst of Billy Mays. He owed nothing to me but top notch pitching and that's what he did, dammit. If the man needed to snort a little bit of coke (THAT RAW!) to get to that point, who am I to judge him? RIP William Darrell Mays. TV hasn't been the same without you. I've been sleeping in more often. Because your infomercials aren't on to wake me up in the middle of the damn night anymore. *salute*



(THAT RAW!)