Blog Hiatus... Not a bad thing!

Been away from this thing for a good while. For whatever reason there was I'm back. I think boredom took me away and boredom brought me back. Either way... I wrote this hot mess. Gwan and catch a joke.

C.

Stoke it and Set it Free!

For the last seven months I made a silent vow. Stay within the prism of my mind and confine myself from the basic temptations of man. To follow my sight and proceed with life with rational mind and not allow desires be my beacon. It was a bad idea and I only say this because I don't see or feel any benefit. I don’t sight the light that should have filled within. Instead things are darker now more so then ever.

Something so carnal and ravenous tears at every inch,
Every week it’s a battle a struggle to stay firm and think,
It has more passion and an immense will to exist,
It wants to cully a body and sacrifice a new victim,
It needs to feed its hateful will oh how powerful it is,
Its mind states the badest his heart beats scream sin,
Its lungs inhales renewed health and exhales bitter toxins,
It smells and sees targets I swear I can taste its epinephrine,
Oh how it hungers!
This ageless war is torment I’m about to give in,
A part of my mind says turn tail put your chips in,
The better part says this is a fight you were never going to win,
Putting my humanity aside and let the beast come back again,
I must admit… it is deliciously tempting,
Allow my “id” to take the reign while I sit back and be entertained,
Fuck I can already feel it, its wake already commencing,
In the cool of night or blaze of the sun I can hear it speaking,
“Exploit the meek, squeeze up them soft tings!
Would a Lion in HIS jungle spare and think would he not binge?
Listen to me because I’m closer to you then any kin.
Let’s sate the thirst that pangs at your every whim.
We Must Feed!
How can you live like this look in the mirror and let this be?
They’ve been stoking it my nigga… now set me free.”
Yes I have been stoked I will set myself free!

Fuck you pay me!

Classic Kanye, if there is such a thing. The concept, the flow, everything is just right on this track.

Let Pop's Tell You!!

This shit is funny!

The Doctor Seuss of Raps is Back!!!....???

Killa Cam is putting himself back into the mix. This is one of the various videos he's put out. Jokes!!

Bloggin' in B'dos 2: Basketball talk!

Today I had the pleasure of being surprised by one of my coaches. Jim Robinson. He's the ol'dude on the left in the black. The other is my long time employer/mentor Patrick Loubert.

It was a good surprise. I haven't seen Jim in months. Hangin' with these ol'dudes reminded me of the basketball run that we used to play in. Every Tuesday and Thursday at 12pm, the workload was put on hold and whatever problems you had pushed aside. All for this run that would host no more then fifteen people on average. I was about 18 years old when i found out about this run. I had to fight tooth and nail to gain a little respect to run with these guys who were an assortment of characters. There were a few Film and Television Executives, Chefs, Rogers personnel, former semi-pro basketball players, professional salsa dancers, reformed crooks, high schoolers, and guys who didn't even have a job. They co-existed on these days and bonded like men should. When I finally got the chance and earned my right to play with these men I learned to respect and see them each as a mentor. These are men who remained to keep their personalities in check without losing themselves in the process. They all came from different walks of life, each had something to provide from their life experience. I tend to study human behaviour so I watched, listened and learned. Sure, during the games there would be fights or arguments. But the comraderie at the end of the day was the unprecedented.

I've seen a sense of comraderie that almost doesn't exist now in any gym program. Not in today's Rec system. I played in that run for ten years. As a matter a fact playing basketball in that run, I got a my job at Trinity, the rec we played at. Patrick, the guy doing the bunny ears over my head in the pic, gave me a job at Nelvana. I can't say that basketball didn't provide me with anything. Probably not your conventional basketball story. But the experiences given from the game... I wouldn't give that up.

Miko, Chris, Sunday, Uno, Conrad, Jimmy, Sifu Pat Chin, Jamie, Mark H, Collin, Chef, Phil, Andrew, P-Lou, the list goes on. The faces maybe interchangeable... but not irreplaceable!

Bloggin' in Barbados'

Tis been a year since I last stepped on the Villa here in Barbados. It has been a wild one. A year ago, the loonie was stronger then the US dollar. I had a decent and somewhat dependable job. And Rihanna was "secretly" dating Chris brown. Now the planet is in recession, I don't have a full-time job and, RiRi done got her face lumped up by young boy Chris.

Nothing is promised. Never will there be anything that will remain the same. This much I'm sure about. God knows if it did stay the same, we'd be bored out of our minds. We'd create some havoc just to show we're still alive.

Question, if you don't have a job and yet you leave your country to go on a vacation... is it still considered a vacation? Isn't 10 x 0 Still = 0 .... Mind you, I am not complaining!

Anyways, day one is done. I'm on the hunt to see if i can find any of Robin Fenty's old mates.

Holla,

C

Hard Work!!!

A few weekends ago I attend a basketball game that my friends daughter was playing in. Good fun. While I was there I ran into one of the older guys I used to play basketball with back in the day when I was a teen. Years have passed and now I guess I'm in that role of being a "seasoned" vet. So I thought.

Anyways, we had a face to face discussion about coaching basketball to kids and what not. It's sort of the thing to do when you've aged out of serious competing i guess. A passing of the torch, giving the knowledge learned to the new generation stepping in. I told him that i can't see myself coaching a group but i could see myself doing one-on-one training. Breaking a players flaws and trying to correct them would be what I'd be best at. Just knowing that it wouldn't be fair to coach 15 to 13 players. He told me I should partake and coach regardless if I think that would be my speciality. He believes that every little thing, even such things as doing one-on-ones, is vital and should be shared. It's like giving back to all those who did it for us. Which I fully believe and can stand behind. He also said, "Over time maybe the thing that you think you're best at might branch off or expand into a better understanding behind coaching altogether. To become good or the best at anything it takes hard work. But you knew that already!" Honestly I did. But at that moment, I couldn't help but fell like I was a youth on the ball court being roughed up by the vets - taking a body check when I thought I was brazen enough to drive the lane too casually. Learning the game as I counted my lumps.

Now he was teaching me with his words and the greater wisdom he earned. I'm grateful for the wake up call. What he said is nothing new to anybody and doesn't just apply to basketball alone. Obviously! Will I end up coaching? Probably in some form or capacity, but right now I'm at a turning point in my life where I have to take serious steps in building my career and to better myself. I've dedicated the last ten years to learning under one of the greats in the animation industry. I want to create my own stories both live and animated. I want to have my scripts fly off the page and onto film (if the be the case). I want to share the ideas that have been spinning in this enclosed space sitting on my neck. And to do that it's going to take serious dedication, plotting, and a lot of HARD WORK!!!