2010 and why I'll never be a poet

On my way home from work last night and I had a rare, sensitive moment. I couldn't help but feel the magic of the snow fall, flakes moving slowly, glistening, sparkling. it was so majestic, I took out my Flip Camera to record the drive home so I could show my friends one of the few benefits of working until 1:30 in the morning.


The vision was still perfect in my head, and I didn't want to cheapen it be re-watching the video that night, so I left it until morning.

Unfortunately, I didn't think of the background music - a song called Lyrical Murderers by Slaughterhouse totally turned a beautiful voyage into what looked like a drunk slide home.


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The following is a brief description of my actions this morning while watching.

--look at video.
--Internal monologue: "aww how pretty!" 
Slaughterhouse gang- "...and a brotha shoot a n*gga head off"
My Facial expression :-(

A friend suggested that I remove the sound from the video and play another song over the top, but I'm too honest to cheapen a moment. The only way I know how to rework things is to be even more awkwardly sensational.

Besides, there's something beautifully tragic about the way the video came together. I tend to think of myself as a deep thinker, and while I never believed myself to be poetic, I probably give myself too much credit for my ability to sense special moments and capture them perfectly.

My "perfect" verbal illustrations are more often than not nothing buy lyrical homicide - chaotic fantasies that have some artistic merit, but are more or less clusterfucks of thought, even if they have the best of intentions.

The fact that every dear friend that read that description responded with either a laugh or a smiling confirmation rather than trying to comfort me and convince me otherwise makes me believe that description may be one of the truest self reflections yet.

My brief moment seemed like a perfect way to introduce my blog. It's been too long. New Years forced my hand in fixing my life. I picked four things, figuring I'll throw a ton of stuff at the wall and see if anything sticks. Blogging once a week is the first I'm going public with. Consider it resolved.

This is also a good introduction to my life as a rap enthusiast. There will be an entry about how hiphop saved my life in the coming month. For now, I leave you with a video that tinypic suggested for me based on the one I just uploaded... the suggestion is once again hilariously telling. (I envy those who have a rotating monitor.) Happy New Year everyone!


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