Tacos

What I'm eating currently: tacos.

5 of my last 8 meals have been tacos.
I'm having pasta salad for lunch but I think dinner might be tacos again.
I'm obsessed.

New York City: This is a Journal Entry

The point of a secret blog - writing things I should keep in a journal. So allons-y!

NYC
Day 1: Travel
Morning travel was nice. Picked up Mandy and we listened to Newsies on the drive in. Delta was great.
We took a van to Grand Central Station. Good choice. I love driving through Brooklyn instead of subways where you miss everything. At one point we were somewhere in Queens and I saw the most absurd thing. Right there in the middle of everything was "The Delta Aviation High School". A huge garage in the middle of the city with 7 or so jets. I loved it.
 This is the view from the street

thanks google images

Day 1: Eat
Mediocre overpriced restaurant. NBD. I forgot it's name even.

Day 1: EVITA

so much happiness

So, Evita (the musical, not the lady Eva Duarte Peron) has my whole heart and soul. I've listened the the Broadway soundtrack forever. Don't Cry For Me Argentina is not even my favorite song. I love High Flying Adored best on that soundtrack. Then I saw the movie and boy howdy was I blown away. I like that soundtrack even better than the original Broadway one. Though, they do have their different strong points. For instance, Antonio is great at the beginning scene Oh What a Circus while original Broadway man's voice makes High Flying Adored speak to your soul. The best thing out of all Evita's is the movie Waltz of Eva & Che scene.

Now Evita that I saw on Broadway was great. It was funny because Ricky Martin did not sing with an accent. He was straight American sounding while Evita herself (played by an Argentine) had a thick Argentine accent. I hadn't heard that before ever and it took some getting used to. But in the end, the show brought me to tears. I loved it. It was wonderful to see in on stage finally. BUT I have to say, the way the story works, it's better as a movie. They couldn't make the scenes of Argentina and the masses of Descamisados really come to life. They did their best, no doubt, but the way the story is, it's better as a movie.

Day 1: Dessert

Max Brenner. If I could chose how I go, it'd be death by chocolate so naturally, I loved this place.

Day 2: Run in Central Park

I'd be the most active person alive if I lived near this park. It is beyond measure the greatest place I've ever jogged in my entire life. Shaded and with lots of distractions. People in groups doing spirit fingers, people in groups tanning, people in groups fencing, people in groups doing boot camp.... the list goes on and on and on and on.

Day 2: Lady Liberty

Amanda's first time in NYC
She had to at least see it
My hair looks chewed on, it's fine

Day 2: Chinatown

The girls haggled with the chinamen to get cheap LV purses. I was hungry and that usually causes crankiness so I purchased $10 worth of fruit. Cherries, black berries, China cakes & Coconut Water.

Cherries - outstanding

Blackberries - pretty good and oh so cheap

Cakes - good but forgettable

Coconut water - disgusting beyond reason, but I drank like half

Day 2: NEWSIES

Be still my soul. This was the best thing I've ever ever ever seen on stage. The sets were brilliant. The dancing was fantastic. LOVE. The best part too, was being with a NYC pro at this show we learned where to linger to meet the cast. I wish we'd known this for Ricky.

Day 2: Brooklyn Pizza

Grimaldis. We raced there to get it before it closed. It lived up to the hype.

Day 3: Shop til I Dropped

Same old story.

Day 3: Crumbs Cupcake
blahhhh to say the least

Day 3: Travel home

A taxi to the airport & a decent flight home.

Laundry.

Where Did My Blog Title Come From?

woke up quick, at about noon
just thought that i had to be in compton soon
i gotta get drunk 'fore the day begins
before my mother starts bitchin' about my friends
about to go and damn near went blind
young niggaz  on the path throwin up gang signs
i went in the house to get the clip
with my mack 10 on the side of my hip
i bailed outside and i pointed my weapon
just as i thought the fools kept steppin
i jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play
i was pumping new shit by NWA
it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
then i played my own shit, it went somethin' like this
cruisin down the street in my six-fo'
jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
i went to the park to get the scoop
knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoop
a car pulls up, who can it be
it's a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G
he rolls down the window and he startes to say
its all about making that GTA
cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin that trash, we'll pull your card
knowing nothing in life but to be legit
don't quote me boy cause i ain't said shit

bored as hell and i wanna get ill
so i go to a place where my homeboys chill
the fellas out there trying to make that dolla
i pulled up in the 6 fo' impala
greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin
and from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin
i gotta get my girl to rock that body
before i left, i hit the bacardi
pulled to the house, get her out of the pad
then the bitch said something to make me mad
she said somethin that i couldnt believe
so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
she started talkin shit, wouldnt you know
i reached back like a pimp, and i slapped a hoe
and her father stood up and he started to shout
so i threw a right cross and knocked his old-ass out
cause the boys in the hood are always hard
you come talkin that trash, we'll pull your card
knowing nothing in life but to be legit
don't quote me boy cause i ain't said shit 

punk ass trippin' but it's alright

homie scored a key, he's gonna fly, punkass, fly

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