Cornhole Action!

Get your cornhole on! No, we're not talking porn this time for once. We're talking some utter excitement to be had for the entire family. Again, keep your mind out of the gutter. Mine is usually there too, but we're going a different route on this one. Last Saturday, I got to make my first appearance to Kari and Matty Cakes' new house since they got married. First off on the house, I'm way impressed with the setup, so that has a thumbs up on my end. I'm not here to give real estate tips though, I'm here to keep everyone wanting to keep reading more, so I'll start with cornhole.



For those who have been with my blogs for a while, you'll remember my stories of Hillbilly Horseshoes in the past. This is a game that is basically the same except instead of using metal washers, you use beanbags. In short, you have two planks of wood with a hole inside. You try to throw the bags into the hole. I won't go through the point system and all of that. It's basically a redneck game where people can party and be all mangled, yet still be able to get in games. You can read the rules here and get a better idea if you have extra time: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cornhole_(game)

Since we had a big crew for Kari's cookout, I have to do the duties and list everyone who was there. As usual, I'll probably leave someone out, but if I do, just give me a cussing for the ages. We had Kari, Cakes, me, Spank, Cork, Kristin, Maria, Ozzie, The Fortneys, Tommy, Big Wes, Josh, Big John, Allison, Boyles, Tiger, and Mrs. Tiger. Anyone else? I have no idea. As part of that crew, Ozzie did the biggie and proposed to Maria. He big pimped and did it by putting the ring in a fortune cookie and having this elaborate plan thanks to Kari. I guess out of the cousin crew (6 of us), I'm the last one to try the marriage thing. I don't think people are surprised at that one, hah. And I'm pretty sure it won't be anytime soon either, but stranger things have happened. Next summer though, Ozzie will be married. I'm getting old, congrats to Ozzie and Maria, that's doing it up big.



Three paragraphs and I still haven't even mentioned much of the cookout or cornhole. I was over there from 6:00-1:00. Normally I'd feel like I was overstaying my time by being somewhere that long, but time flew by. The food was off the charts with the winners being Abbey's pasta salad and Maria's new pie creation with cream cheese, pudding, and a bunch of other stuff in it. I know it sounds messed up, but I tore that stuff up like no other. We played nonstop basically and had brackets set up. Yep, we have too much time on our hands when we're drawing out brackets and getting tourneys in, but everyone loved it. We had 2-person teams and switched those up some through the night. I started out playing with Josh and we did pretty good for rookies. Then Josh left and I teamed with Big John for the middle section of the night, what a character. The last few games of the night, me and Cork brought along domination.

Fortney and Spank were a team and called themselves Team Thick. Our crew is idiots all the time, so we're used to just goofing off and not caring. After a win, Fortney runs up to Boyles (who he has no clue who he is to begin with) and starts screaming in his face to do some fun trash talk and be silly. He didn't mean anything by it at all, but the rest of the night, that kid was scared to death at Fortney when he'd scream in his face at random. The character of the night for me and Spank's vote was definitely Tommy. He would just randomly say stuff to himself and drop f-bombs out of nowhere and crack us up. Maybe the rest of the crowd didn't think it was funny, but I was dying and we said Tommy is welcome to come back anytime, hah. Big John was a close second. He apologized for losing a cornhole game with me once because he was so mangled and even at one point said he was out there slobbering. I'm not sure why he apologized for that since I was just out there having fun anyways, but he thought that ruined my day that he let us down when he really didn't. Oh well, it made for a good experience. I could write a bunch more, but I need to get to other topics. Before that, I'll leave you all with a good cornhole video. Our crew is talking about having one in the works, so look out. Anyways, this may give a little explanation of what the game is all about with a catchy tune:



My crew has already seen this story, but it's worth getting out there for the masses to see. Felisha gave me the heads up on this action and I can't get enough of it. Quickly, we have a thing on the radio that the rapper/actor Ice-T did that was bashing Soulja Boy for claiming he ruined hip hop. Then SB comes back with his retaliation. After that, T gave a counter-reaction and straight up brought it in my opinion. Some hilarious lines in these vids, but I'll just post the T response and you can search around to find the others. "I apologize to you Soulja Boy for telling you to eat a dick." "Hip hop ain't gonna last with you doing that Superman bullshit man." "You can't hurt my career, I'm caked out." "When you go against me, you go against the whole West Coast, you go against all the O.G.'s, and trust me, there will be ramifications. Not from me, but from hip hop. You done fucked up lil homie!" How great is this stuff? Seriously now.



What's going on with softball? We had a doubleheader last Friday night. We went into the night with a 2-2 record. With a sweep, we'd be over .500 and at 4-2. That was the goal. The goal wasn't reached, but we'll take it for now. We lost the first game in the Bottom of the 7th in a heartbreaker, 7-6. The second game, we needed redemption. That's when it seemed like we were on roids and had the most runs ever in the history of our team's short lived career, 20! We won 20-16 in a slugfest. On a sidenote, this team had a dude that was every bit of 400lbs, if not 450, ouch. Trev was dealing on the mound for these games. He had at least 10 strikeouts on the day and you don't see that too often in slow ball. I was happy with my play in both games. 1-2 with a walk and a run in the first game, 3-4 with 2 doubles and a triple in the second. I could've had an inside-the-parker, but Trev as 3rd base coach at the time held me up since we were up so big. I guess we wanted to be nice guys. In the field, I made one of my better catches of the season on running one down as fast as I could behind second as I came in from deep center, that's always fun times. Our next game is a makeup on Saturday against The Sandlot Ninjas I do believe.

In random news, I was washing my car on Saturday before the cookout bonanza. After I was done, I left my windows down and my keys in the ignition. I didn't think anything of it, thinking I'd just drive my car to the cookout shortly after. I ended up not taking my car and I get back and hang for a while and go to bed. Dad wakes up in the morning to get the paper and notices my windows down and the keys in it. No biggie usually, but it was raining decently that night in times, so I had the inside of my car soaked, but it didn't hurt a thing. He thought maybe I started drinking for the first time at the cookout as he forgot I didn't take my car, hah. Nope, just a lapse of my mind and that's how it goes. So if you live in my town, the car was unlocked with the windows down and keys in it for the taking. Crazy how you can leave doors unlocked around here and you don't have to worry, the benefits of living in a little town. The moral? Roll your windows up before the rain.



Our very own DerekHood brought up a funny story yesterday. I'll let him take us away with some quotes:

My roommate was up near the Missouri border last weekend doing some fishing, and they went into Missouri to a convenience store and he found some beer he'd never seen before. And, since it was only $9.99 for a 30 pack (!!!) he couldn't pass it up. It's brewed up in La Crosse, Wisc. by Hat Trick, Inc. and it carries the glorious name Beer 30 Light.

I did some Googling and found some reviews:

"Jul 30, 2006
From a can. The body is very pale yellow with a white head that stayed longer than I expected. The aroma was sweat socks with some used urinal cakes. There was also some bologna. The taste was nasty old corn and some paper. There was also a bit of bell pepper in the finish. Very watered down."

"Nov 6, 2007
I thought this was grape soda when I bought it, but man, am I glad it wasn’t! This is the best beer ever because the can tells me when to drink! Apparently every 15 minutes is beer 30 according to the awesome purple can. The flavor is perfect, no actual taste, just slightly alcoholic skunk water. PERFECT!"

I recommend it to homeless people and West Virginians everywhere.

Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: http://www.myspace.com/missnorcal

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: Felisha gets credit for this gem. This kid will crack you up. Loaded with the cussing if you're into that. I've watched it over and over. I guess I have too much time on my hands: http://www.livesteez.com/videos/watch/UrBXSFn

3 Quick Thangs:

1. Birthdays for Friday, June 27th? Politician Ross Perot and also billionaire, is 78 on this day. Country singer Trisha Yearwood, 49. Another country music chick, Lorrie Morgan, who hooked up with Troy Aikman for a while, she's also 49 and still looks nice. NBA baller Chuck Person, he's rifling it up for his 44th. Spiderman Tobey Maguire, 33, getting up there. Yep, I realize that's a terrible birthday list. Feels like every year I do the same birthdays.

2. Remember how last week I had the story of the guy looking like Borat at church? Thinking of someone forever that they remind you of a certain celeb, it takes forever to find and then it happens. Arizona Jas commented the other day that I remind her of a young DeNiro in Taxi Driver. Good stuff. It's funny to hear who other people compare you to. Over the years I've heard Marc Bulger of NFL fame, Freddie Prinze Jr., Jeff Gordon, the Blues Clues dude, and now DeNiro. Quite a variety, even if some may not be close, it's still interesting.

3. Speaking of keys in the car.. here's a stat for you to feast on. Nearly 20% of vehicles that are stolen had the keys in them. See you guys next week.

"I'm Certified!"- Kevin Garnett

There's only one way I can start out this blog. Like it or not, I get to gloat for once on my Boston Celtics. And yeah, I can say "my", even if the team has no clue who I am. Anyways, it's been a 22 year wait and it's finally back. I've seen a decent bit of Yankees World Series wins in my lifetime, my Bears went back to the Super Bowl a few years ago and my Tarheels have even won a few. Howevahhh, those don't even come up on the radar in comparison to my love for the Celtics. As most know me, NBA ball is where it's at and that's my passion in life. I know, that may seem weird to some, but that's how it goes.



One thing that truly bugs me and it happens to all title teams I suppose, is bandwagon fans. I know I can speak for my area and then some. Suddenly, everyone and their brother claims they were a Celtics fan for years and years and have suffered through the bad seasons. Get out of here with that garbage. I've even called people out on that when they start that junk to me after the win. Most of these people couldn't tell you a single thing on the NBA and now they act like they've watched every game. I can guarantee they weren't there for the 15-win season in 1996-97. Or how about 19 wins in 1998-99. 24 wins in 2006-07? Nope, you weren't there, so stop saying it and making yourself into a bigger fool. I know I'm on a tangent here, but it just fires me up that nobody (at least in my area) is a true NBA fan and now they're coming out of the closet.

It was nice the day after to get a ton of phone calls from my crew giving me the congrats. Calls all the way from North Carolina and the like talking about how they knew I was going crazy for the win. I've always said I love most other sports and consider myself a pretty big fan, but when it comes to NBA, that's as good as it gets, even if I'm one of 6 NBA fans left East of the Mississippi. Before I get into other topics, for those who haven't seen Kevin Garnett's wacky on-court air time after the game, you are in for a treat. First off, for those who don't know KG, he's full or energy and gives 110%. The funny/weird thing is that he just screams and cusses out of nowhere and talks to himself at the foul line. He's right up there on the f-bomb scale with Scarface and my barber. The Finals were on ABC and the final few minutes of the game they had to constantly bleep out KG on live TV for doing just that. Tie those thoughts in with him screaming out his hoods in Chicago and the like in this clip and you won't know what to think, it's entertainment, even if you're not a basketball fan, you must watch: http://youtube.com/watch?v=jSmD5oAhTmo



Are you ever somewhere and it's stuck in your head? What do I mean? You're looking at some random goofball and for the longest time you're trying to figure out who they remind you of. We've all been there of course. The other night at church this guy across from me had a resemblance to someone famous, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I was thinking that it'd be in my head forever if I didn't figure it out right away. Sometimes when you figure it out you get disappointed, other times not. After about 15-20 minutes of me getting mad at myself, I finally figured out this guy. Who did he look like? Borat. For stories like these and many others, that's what you come here for, or so I hope.

I forgot to mention this one a few weeks ago, so I'll throw it in now. The setting is at a sporting event or anything with a lot of people for that matter. Your car is parked in the parking lot, nothing out of the ordinary so far. The next minute you hear an announcement that someone in a certain type of car needs to move their vehicle. They also give the license plate number with this as well usually. During the football game a few weeks ago with Cork and Kristin, I did the driving in the trusty Buick (soon to have something else in the next month or so probably). Over the PA system, they call for someone in a Buick to move their car. They didn't even say what kind of Buick or what color, idiots. They give the plate number and Cork looks and me and wonders if that is mine. He asks and I have no clue at all what my plate number is. When I said I didn't know and wanted to just continue to remain in my seat, both of them were shocked that I didn't know my plate number. By the end of the game, I still didn't go out and check and took the chance it wasn't mine. I guessed what I thought it was and was way off. Apparently everyone knows that on their car, but I sure don't. I guess I'm the fool, but I come home and knew that Dad wouldn't know either, so that makes two of us. When else would I need that number? It's funny how I can memorize video game codes from 20 years ago, yet don't even bother with my license plate number. I rambled, but there you go on a side story.



The video games have still been rockin'. That's one of the main things I've been doing all summer break. I may never grow up, but I know I'm having fun doing so. Mario Kart Wii has never got a bit of being old. It's a smooth and fun game, plus the online with it is worth it alone. On the 360 front, I got tired of NECKCAR 09 in about 2 days. I traded that away to Walz for Project Gotham Racing 3. It wasn't a new game, but with as rough as NASCAR 09 was for me, I like the trade a lot. PGR3 is quality and simple to use. NASCAR has awesome graphics and gameplay, but the menus and online play wasn't up to par in my mind. And it doesn't have a 2-player option, you serious? Of course I'm still playing Grand Theft Auto IV as well, a lot of time consumed in that. But the past day or so, I'm hooked on old times. Through XBox Live Marketplace, I bought Street Fighter II Hyper Fighting for around $10 and it's the same as the SNES version. SF is easily the best fighting game ever, I won't even argue that point. The online on this is phenomenal as well. If you didn't get my 360 gamertag before, my name on there is Bird33WV, add me.

I'd be fooling people if I didn't talk about my favorite day of the entire year. Yep, you guessed it, the NBA Draft. I'm not lying on saying that is my favorite day of the year either, it's a tradition for me and I get amped up for the action that is about to go down on Thursday, June 26th. My boys don't get a top pick this year, but that doesn't stop me from being focused for that night. As usual, it's time to bust out the pencil and paper as I've been doing this for over 20 years with that style. Yeah, that far back as a little tot I was jotting it down. It's a night when I don't answer the phone and don't want to be bothered. I go into my own little world for about 5 hours that night.

Oh yes, we're due for some new CDs to the collection. This time, we go with 4 rap and one R&B. It's time to break it down, even though I just got done getting these, so not much of a review can be given at this time.



Lil Scrappy: Prince Of The South. The first of three Atlanta CDs this time around, we loaded up. I support Atlanta enough that I should be given free passes at Waffle Houses all over the land and as much true sweet tea that I can drink. Anyways, Scrappy started out as one of Lil Jon's boys and is still so. Now, he doesn't need the extra stuff and does a fine job on his own. I'm a fan, he doesn't get enough credit in my mind.

Lil Wayne: Tha Carter III. The self-proclaimed best rapper alive is back with a hot one as Randy Jackson would say. People have been waiting on this one for a bit and from early sales and reviews, it seems to have delivered. I'm a huge Weezy fan to begin with, so I figure this should be fine and worth the get.

Pastor Troy: A.T.L. - A-Town Legend. It seems like I got a Troy album not long ago. I did actually, but he's back again. Same style as usual, you get the gritty Atlanta feel as only he can do. If you're into the Dirty South meanness instead of the Dirty South bling/car rap (confused yet?), then Troy is your guy.

RZA: Digi Snax. It's like Bone Thugs all over again, yet with Wu Tang. These guys have CDs out ALL the time. That is a good thing by the way and RZA may be my favorite of the entire crew as far as what he brings lyrically. Bobby Digital is doing it big here, something you need to check out if you're into some real rap instead of the garbage that is out there a lot these days.

Usher: Here I Stand. Our third ATL guy and we go R&B for the ladies. You know what you're getting with Ursh. Right up there with Chris Brown as far as dancing goes and he's been around the game. Plus, he does a good job with the music too if you ask me and has a style that fits his persona. Speaking of all of these guys, the BET Awards are coming up! It's my favorite music awards show out there and it'll be on Tuesday night at 8:00 PM EST, be there.



Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: I think Jas may take over this entire section. We'll have to put her name on it eventually, but she's back with another find for us. She says she has to keep on top of me, so we have another gem to the blog. Also, be safe on trip out East Jas. We have some high quality right here when ya go into her pics. Check it out: http://www.myspace.com/389659376

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: Taco Bell parking lot fight. I wonder if they know their license plate numbers. They'd be one up on me if so. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hViofX551gQ



3 Quick Thangs:

1. Let's open up some birthdays. We'll try Saturday, June 21st, the first day of summer: Baseballer and current announcer, Rick Sutcliffe, 52 now and beating cancer. NBA whitey Tom Chambers. The thing I always remember most about Chambers is how well he could throw down in traffic on people's heads. That and in the old Lakers versus Celtics game for Sega Genesis, Chambers could dunk from the 3 point line and there was nothing you could do to stop it. Kip Winger of the band Winger of course (80s hair band, represent) is 47, wow. Actress Nicole Kidman, 41. Baskeballer Derrick Coleman is also 41. Current NBA baller Richard Jefferson, 28. Nothing amazing here, but a good batch of mid level celebs, if they're even that.

2. Want a little tip to help your night? For a better night of sleep, make the room as dark as possible, turn off the phones, and crank in some earplugs. Take this from a guy that sleeps till late afternoon all summer.

3. Today's fact? You are more likely to be attacked by a cow than a shark.

Slice That Bagel!

Now I can finally kick back and get paid to sit around online all summer and do nothing. My last day of work for the summer was on Tuesday, so now I have to figure out what to do in the spare time. As a way to spoil myself, and with no chick or anyone to spend it on, I might as well use it for something. I've debated for the past week or so on new video game action. I ended up jumping on the XBox 360 train and have loved it so far. I'm still a Nintendo homer, but this will let me branch out a bit more for some different type of games. I ended up getting the Pro console, Grand Theft Auto IV, an extra wireless controller, a rechargeable battery pack, a year's worth of Live online, a adapter.



After fooling around with the wireless adapter, I was having problems. I'm pretty good at that stuff, but it became frustrating. My Wii was much easier to setup through my wireless hookup, but no luck with my 360. The bad part is my router and 360 are in different rooms so I went with the $100 adapter, which to me is a waste of money. Then I figured out that I'd go to town and buy a 25 foot ethernet cable and string it from two rooms. Bingo! It ended up saving me $85 once I take the adapter back. As far as GTA, it's quality stuff. I couldn't put it down on the first day and I'm sure it'll be like that for a while. I've played a ton online with Walz and the boys and the trash talk on there with the headsets is a good time for sure. I also plan to get NECKCAR (NASCAR) 09 this week for another game. The online on it is supposed to be wild. I'm not a NECKCAR at all in real life, but you can't go wrong with racing games. In an update, I picked up NECKCAR on Thursday and it's really good online after playing around with it (no homo) all afternoon.

Here's one that has always puzzled me. We all like bagels, or most of us in some fashion. I'll set it up for you. You go to the store and buy a pack of bagels. You come home and get ready to throw them in the toaster. Each bagel is halfway cut for you already. Why can't they just slice the thing in half to begin with? Doesn't mostly everyone just slice it in half anyways? And then sometimes you go to rip them in half and it's not even and blah blah. In other words, make bagels simple. It's not luxury food we're eating there.



I know most people are big fans of hot weather, but you know how I feel on that. The past week has been brutal here. I know other areas get in the 100s and all of that mess, but the humidity here is bad times. Forget this, it's not for me one bit. I'm still out there in it running everyday and all of that, but it's been miserable. 90+ in WV isn't good times, especially in early June.

I know I'm getting old when I'm going to 3 year old kids' birthday parties. That was the setting for last Saturday's action at the Posey House. On scenic Tank Hill, we did it big for Kierstn's Dora themed party. It was roasting, mid 90s in temperature and that was rough duty. Howevahhh, I did end up having a real good time up there actually. I did one of my good deeds of the week by helping Posey put together a swingset. The food was quality as usual and I didn't even mind goofing off with all the kiddies at the party. I'm still part kid myself, so no wonder. I'm not sure I could do that for like an entire day with that age, but I can handle it in doses and make a fool out of myself. Another good deed of the week was fixing the neighbors' internet a few days, so maybe I have some karma coming my way.



Here's one that bugs me. You're driving down the interstate and minding your own business. Then out of nowhere you see one of those pointless digital speed limit machines. You kidding me? That's a waste of the state's money since they serve basically zero purpose. Maybe it's different in bigger areas that have the machines that take pictures of speeders and such, but not in my bum area. I'm not a big speed demon, but one of those isn't going to scare me from going about with how I normally do on the road. If it wouldn't be a federal crime, I'd love to just take a ball bat and go nuts on one of these things. That'd be fun in and of itself just bashing it into pieces. Hey, even a guy that is usually calm most of the time still has urges to obliterate things into pieces with a ball bat. :)

Since last week, you all want an update on genius topic that Kasher has created for us. You can read the last edition that will give the breakdown better, but for now, here's a quick recap of where we stand with the Idol dirties. As I type this, we're now down to #25. From 43, this is what we have: Mandisa, Amy Adams, Fantasia, Amanda Overmyer, Vanessa Olivarez, LaKisha Jones, Melinda Doolittle, Carly Smithson, Paris Bennett, Nikki McKibbin, Gina Glocksen, Stephanie Edwards, LaToya London, Trenyce, Nadia Turner, Kimberley Locke, Vonzell Solomon, Jessica Sierra, and Mikalah Gordon. As a side note, Kasher has also put up the 5 hottest who failed to make the Finals starting at 5 and going down: Becky O'Donohue, Alaina Whitaker, Alaina Alexander, Alexis, and Antonella Barba. Out of the 25-43 so far, I'm big on Paris, Kimberley, and Mikalah.



I try not to fill my blogs with nothing but sports related items, but I have to mention the next thing. I've waited for 21 years, but finally my Celtics are back where they belong in the NBA Finals. As I'm typing this section out, Game 4 is about to go down in LA and Boston is up 2 games to 1. For those who know me, it's NBA mode for me 365 days per year. I'm a huge fan of the other sports, but NBA is what it's all about for me. I'm leery that LA gets 3 games in a row at home, but if worse comes to worse, the final two are in Boston. In related news, I was talking to Cali Jas (we'll have Arizona Jas appearing here in a few) earlier and asking her for any blog ideas. She's a sports nut, so she told me to talk about soccer (which I know nothing about) or my Celtics. She says it's important for her that Boston wins because she has a sex bet with a dude on it. I can't make these things up. Yep, these are my blog readers and buddies, always worthy of stories.

Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: This week, we give the reigns back to none other than Arizona Jas. She's gotta be the winner of most ho selections from the readers, she does it big. Here is her new choice: http://www.myspace.com/shayyynaaa

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: Random kids getting into a weak rumble, but it's still funny: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-R5eaM2-kY



3 Quick Thangs:

1. The blog constituents have an apology to make. As I did the celeb birthdays last week, I left out one of the blog's biggest contributors out of action. None other than Corndog, so we'd like to send out a Happy Belated to the mean streets of Logan County! I did send the birthday shoutouts to him in Lobstah, but left them out in here. Anyways, let's try some new ones.. Friday, June 13th! We start out with actor Tim Allen, 55. Former NBA sideline chick, Hannah Storm, 46. Then we have the anorexic Olsen Twins, 22. Not much of a list today, but at least we get Corndog back in action.

2. How about a fun fact? For the Australian readers, and I have some actually, it's kangaroo time. A kangaroo can only jump if its tail is touching the ground.

3. Today's word of advice. Don't step into a pile of gum. That's common sense anyways, but I was at the mall earlier. Out of nowhere, I find out that I stepped into a big wad of gum with a pair of sandals on. Talk about hard to get off, but that's how it goes, I survived.

Semipro Football Groupies

When I'm getting threats from Germany to get a new blog in, that's all I need to know. You guys all keep me on my toes, so it's time to whip up the mixer and figure out what kind of batter we're going to put into this writing. We're now at June and bum time I can see right around the corner. My kiddies are done this week and my last one is Tuesday, so that'll rock. I like my job a lot, but it'll be much better to sleep in, be up late on here and just do nothing for about 3 months and get paid for it. I could write a book on some of the characters I teach, with some hilarious stories that would blow your mind, but that probably wouldn't be the best thing to throw up on the internet, so I'll refrain from that. I hear boos from the crowd, but that's how it goes. Now I'll try to drown out the boos and get on with the body of this piece. Boos to cheers!



I realize everyone reading isn't a sports fan. Well, I'm here to keep your attention in this paragraph, even if you don't care a bit about football. Last weekend, Cork had the idea for me to roll to MoTown to see the West Virginia Gladiators. That would be our local semi-pro football team. We go to Morgantown High's field and it was my first time on it believe it or not. Turf field and all, we don't see that much in my area. For $5, you get your money's worth and then some. Anyways, Cork and Kristin were along for the festivities. We guessed there were about 200 people there for the season opener. The best part about the night to me was how random things were and that you saw some strange agents. Now I wished I had taken the trusty camera along, I'll have to try that at another game maybe. Anyways, it was neat seeing a lot of guys we knew in the area from ball in the past. There was actually some talent on the field, they weren't garbage players. They played the Lima Warriors (come out and play-ayyyyy) who were last season's champs and it showed in a 23-0 win, Lima did their business. Groupies. A nice tie-in because these players had some trashy girls wanting to get all over them. It's not like many of these girls looked good, they were rough and ones you wouldn't want to bring home, but at least they had very little clothes on, so at least something was in it for the few who looked fair.

Remember, this is pretty low budget. I compare it to independent wrestling, the shows that come to your area that 50 people show up to. Nothing that will blow your mind as far as production, but you almost always have a good time. It's like a family atmosphere, even if the people that show up are dysfunctional. They had a grill going with dogs for $1 and burgers for $2. By the 3rd quarter, they ran out of food and pop both, way to organize that one fellas. Before the game, it was time to jam to the National Anthem. You could hear them talking in the booth that they couldn't find the audio. They had us stand up for it to be ready, but told us to sit back down as they were having problems. Then they pull this poor girl out of the crowd to wing it and do it up. A horrendous effort. She would go for a bit and then pause for a good 5-10 seconds, breathing heavy and I thought she was going to quit. She made it through, bad voice and all, and the fans ended up clapping for her because she at least had the balls to get up there on short notice. And for one of the best (worst) of all time, it's the Carl Lewis clip. You all know what I'm talking about: http://youtube.com/watch?v=IXD_j2ZTNEA. And I've posted on it before I believe, but now it's time for the best Anthem I've ever seen, Canada blows us away on this, you have to see the passion: http://youtube.com/watch?v=meLpuF9UMvk.



As promised, I said I'd unveil the project that Kasher has created in Lobstah for us all to be a part of. For those who know me and my crew, we're big American Idol fans. I know, that's something most guys wouldn't admit, but hey, we're not normal I guess. This blog will feature some f-bombs, but it's nothing you all don't say every other word anyways, so you'll feel like home. What he's done has been nothing short of genius and he deserves all credit. The topic of his debate is "Ranking the 43 Idol Women in Order of Fuckability". I kid you not. Guys or girls, you know you're interested in what goes down with this. I'll let Kasher tell us the deal since he created it: "After 7 seasons of the show, there have been 43 women who have made it to the finals of American Idol. I will now rank these women not by their singing talent, but in order of who is most fuckable. I will try to do one per day." As of the day he started it up, we have the following: 43. Mandisa, 42. Amy Adams, 41. Fantasia, 40. Amanda Overmyer, 39. Vanessa Olivarez, 38. LaKisha Jones, 37. Melinda Doolittle, 36. Carly Smithson, 35. Paris Bennett, 34. Nikki McKibbin. We're having some great arguments about it and even the girls I've talked to are getting a big kick out of this drama. The straight links don't appear to work, but if you're wanting to check, try to login and then go to the Movies & TV forum: http://lobsterrodeo.proboards76.com

Here's one that I always thought was weird. I'll set it up for you. A big storm is brewing and is close to hitting your area. As you have the radio on, you get the robotic voice that warns you of any danger. I was getting my haircut last week and was wanting to hear my barber's wise words of wisdom as usual. Nobody was there for him to cuss or argue with, but the robot voice comes across the airwaves as I'm in the chair. "Fuck! I don't know what the fuck that thing is saying on the radio! They can't just tell us straight up what the fuck is going on, but we have to hear that fuckin' thing I can't understand!" That pretty much sums it up. It's 2008, they can't upgrade that somehow? Again, it's always worth the price of admission to hear his wise words, the haircut is just an afterthought.



Most people reading have a MySpace account, so you'll know this next bit of information. Feast on this one. Lately the craze has been for buddies to send movie quiz scores or the little thing where they buy you as a pet and show how much they'd pay. You kidding me on that junk? I compare it forwarded emails and you all know how I feel about those as I've went back and forth on that many of times in here. The same pertains to these movie and pet payment deals. What do I do with them? They almost always get the deny comment selection from me. I don't want that up wasting space on my front page, but I guess a lot of people are in love with it. Spare me right now and don't even send that.

We're 3 games deep into the softball season. Dyno Nobel is off to a 1-2 start, not what we want, but we'll bounce back. Last season, we started out rough in the first part of the year, only to end up 3rd overall in a league of about 14 teams. This season, I'm not quite as sure. We're fielding very good for the most part, but it seems the bats haven't been awake yet. Still, it's a blast for me and whatever happens, happens. My game? I'm somewhat happy with how things are going. I'm a slap/contact hitter and my goal is to run everything out as fast as I can and then motor around the basepaths. I don't like putting the ball into the air much unless I have to, so the ultimate hit would be to 3rd base or shortstop and just run it out. I even got a little bloody sliding into 2nd in the last game, good times. My thing though is fielding. I feel that with me and Posey as a team in left center/right center, we have the outfield on lock. I'd MUCH rather field than hit, but I'm sure others would go the other way. In one last thing, we were playing against this hot little pitcher in little pink shorts and high socks (that's how great co-ed softball is) and she was crowding the plate as she batted. The pitch hit her elbow and put an insane knot on her that blew up in no time. She toughed it out, but how do you not get out of the way in slowpitch softball? Who knows. I'll update things on how the season goes of course, whether you're interested or not, I'll try my best to put in some gems to keep you wanting more.



The past few days at work I've made into movie day. I haven't had one in a while, so I was due, plus it makes my day easier too. I let the kids argue over what they wanted to see, so they brought in a few things. One day we watched Transformers. I hadn't seen it before and didn't figure it'd be my kind of movie. It's not great, but it's good for middle school aged kids and I enjoyed it too. They were as quiet as can be while watching, even though they had all seen it before. The next day, they decided on 2 Fast 2 Furious. I've seen it a zillion times myself, but once again, these kids were glued to the TV and it worked. I like all three of the Furious movies, so I was fine with it. Or as Luda would say, "I'm too fast for ya'll manneeeee."

It's time to start a new book, but I'm not sure what route I'll go next. I just finished up Bret Hart's, My Real Life in the Cartoon World of Wrestling, 592 pages worth. The wrestling fans are going to absolutely love this one. Go pick it up as soon as you can, I'm not messing around. I never get tired of reading wrestling books, but I may switch it up this time, who knows what will go down. One on the recommendation list from ManDingo is Bringing Down the House from Ben Mezrich which tells the story of the movie 21, the blackjack movie I reviewed when it came out in theaters.



Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: http://www.myspace.com/vanityflair

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: Scary sheep! This is a simple vid, but I'm loving it for some reason. Someone put a mask on a sheep and he's walking around scaring the others without knowing. http://youtube.com/watch?v=xKExXjFAQz4

3 Quick Thangs:

1. Let's try Wednesday, June 4th to see who gets to open presents. Baseballer Tony Pena, 51. Basketballer Xavier McDaniel and fashion guy Mossimo Giannulli turn 45. Speaking of X-Man, he was part of one of my favorite Larry Bird stories. The game was on the line against the Sonics. Boston had the ball and were down. Bird, as the timeout goes down, walks over to X-Man and points out the exact spot he's going to hit the shot in his face for the win. So what happens? Bird does just as he said and X-Man walks off shaking his head. Actor Noah Wyle, 37. Angelia Jolie, popping babies left and right, 33. Speaking of the god himself Larry Bird, Magic Johnson's son Earvin Johnson III is 16.

2. "What a dumb fuckin' commercial! And it's on every 5 minutes!"- Dad on the Planters commercial where they have the chick all mangled who rubs peanuts on her to attract the guys. I couldn't agree anymore myself. http://youtube.com/watch?v=8MyiOI6bsOM

3. Today's fact you may not know.. You are more likely to get attacked by a cow than a shark.

"Every Blogger Has Its Price.. But I'm Priceless"

Thanks to TheAnswer for providing us with this week's blog title. It's a connection tied to Ted "The Million Dollar Man" DiBiase. Yep, a wrestling reference, good to see.

My blog is becoming somewhat of a tradition around here. After 4 years solid, we're still grinding it out on a regular basis. Now that I'm back after last week's time to relax, we're going to jump straight into things. In this one, there's not one main topic I'll focus on. Those are always fun to write out since I can do the usual style of rambling on and on. Hopefully that same style works for another 4 years, but that's a long time down the road. I like writing them up as much as ever, but getting tons of feedback from everyone after I put one up, whether good or bad, keeps the production flowing.



What are we going to dip our pen into for this edition? We'll hit up the fact that summer is right around the corner, fishing, Idol, Real World, "or best offer", a new batch of CDs, Bret Hart, and who knows what else will fill these pages. Enough screwing around, let's see what the fingers can type out this week for all to wonder about.

One thing I never understood and that is what people call "or best offer". You all know what I mean. You'll see a car sitting and it'll say, for example, "$2000 or best offer". Hmm.. Maybe it's just me, but why don't those people put a big sign on their head that says IDIOT? That's basically what they're trying to tell us what is going on. That $2000 price is just a joke in a sense. If I want that car, I'm not going to go in there and settle for $2000 just because it says so and I'm a nice guy. Apparently he'll take less than $2000. Isn't the point of buying something like that (it doesn't have to be a car) to negotiate? Even when you go to a car dealer, they won't have OBO on there, but it's just kind of stated in standard that you can at least try to talk your way down in price. They're so jacked up anyways that it usually works out for the better. Even if I did want to sell for lower than the $2000 price, I'd still never put the OBO, that makes me sound desperate. Maybe I'm alone in this one.



As promised, I said I'd give the link to the videos from the Pittsburgh trip a few weeks ago. After trying to fool around with adding music and graphics to the clips, I lost my patience and just put them up as is. Maybe I'll get better at that, but that's how it goes. Anyways, you get 3 videos I had from my camera. One is a kid jumping Spank over a set of stairs and the other two are just random shots in Downtown Pittsburgh of the BMX scene. It's worth checking out, even if you aren't into the BMX scene. It's funny talking to the people outside of my area. I know I sound like a big hick with my accent, but I guess you don't realize it if you're around it all the time. People from outside were saying after they watched that they got a kick out of just what we were saying. Anyways, feel free to check out the vids: http://youtube.com/user/DruDown894

From Thursday through Sunday, I hit up some fishing with the family. My parents have a place a few hours away, so it's not like I have to rough it, which is handy. As I wrote about during Spring Break, I was saved that we had satellite up there and I was able to watch my sports and all of that fun action. The only downfall was that there is no internet access in the area that we stay at. I can handle that for a day or maybe two, but after that for those who know me, I need my crack back. My crack would be hanging out online and doing absolutely nothing. On Saturday night, I drive about 15 miles away and go to a rich boy section where I know they have wi-fi. I then have my laptop with me in Dad's truck and proceed to hangout in an empty parking lot and feed the internet as I chill. The looks people would give when they'd drive by were priceless. They probably figured that I was the middle man in a drug ring and just waiting on customers to drive up to my window. But nope, I was going worldwide and getting my internet fix.



Some are wondering how the actual fishing part of the trip went. First off, it seemed like it was a good 20 degrees colder up there from my house. One day we hit it up on the lake (Spruce Knob Lake, the highest point in WV) and I had to wear a t-shirt, two long sleeve insulated tops, a hoodie, and a big coat over that with a hood. Then jeans and insulated bottoms, plus two pair of gloves (yep), and a Notre Dame toboggan. This was May 23rd, it shouldn't have went down like that. I didn't get that cold though, so I guess the layers helped. The water was high on most days since they got a bunch of rain the past few days before. That mangles the streams and doesn't give many options, but I was able to get 3 or 4 per day. Of course, if Dad doesn't catch 50 a day and slay them, it's not a successful day for him, but those days are over. I'm personally happy to catch a few a day and just relax at the place to get away from the regular grind of Shinnston. Saturday night we hit up church about a half hour away and then ate at an Italian joint in Davis called Sirianni's Cafe. If you're in the area, it's worth eating there. I got a pasta dish with spinach, chunks of tomatoes, and garlic. I forget what else it had in it or what it was called since I can't find a menu online, but you get the point.

American Idol is now over with and finished. I watched the whole season, but those last few weeks to me aren't nearly as fun when you have less people around. I'm happy that Cook won and the season still kept me interested. The final show is usually cheezy to me, but I think they did a nice job with it. They brought a nice mix of name rockers/singers out to do collabos. My favorite was probably Cook jamming with ZZ Top. It was also good to see some of the bums return. The funny thing about this show is that my crew on our message board ran by the great ManDingo (http://lobsterrodeo.proboards76.com) breaks Idol down like we know even a little bit about music. We know jack, but just how we argue and make it fun is always a good time. I'll have a real good creation to talk about soon that Kasher came up with today. It's a genius idea for guys (and I guess girls too) to go back and forth on during message board chatter. Stay tuned for that, it's excellent, but I'll hype it up soon enough and make you all wait.



Other TV? If you haven't gotten into the Real World crew this year, something is definitely wrong. If you're all about drama and seeing crazy things go down, multiply that by about 10. We have a roid freak/alcoholic who is currently in rehab. We have a model guy who talks down on people, calls his girls associates and everyone else as peasants. He messes with everyone and they take him the wrong way. He met up with this chick he's been seeing, but to double cross him, another guy in the house hooked up with her in the same house. Confused? It's good stuff. Then we have the criminal/stripper girl. After her, it is Closet Ho as Manda calls her that is the southern accent blonde girl that appears innocent, but I'm sure she's filthy. After Closet Ho is Baseball Jock. He likes to brag a lot and thinks he's big and bad, but doesn't appear to have tons of drama so far, but I'm sure it'll brew. Lastly, we get the goody goody girl who is being corrupted and flips out when people are bold. It doesn't seem like much of my crew is watching this year, which is a shame since it's that good. Kari, you better be watching this season, but I figure I don't have to worry about that.

I'll probably come across as sexist here, but I think it's a valid argument, so I'll say it. Who out there is watching the WNBA? Honestly. Even the girl sports fans that I know could care less about this league. Yet the TV media runs it down our throats making it appear to be good when it's brutal. Fundamentally, I've always said that girls work much more on that aspect of the game than dudes. I'm not even wanting them to throw down on heads in traffic, but it just seems so boring to me when I've watched a bit. As TheAnswer says on the subject, "Anybody else as annoyed as I am with those Super Woman commercials ESPN runs for the WNBA? Can't be helping the league's piss poor ratings. I got this Super Woman crap stuck in my head now. What other league could suck so bad and last as long as the WNBA anyway?"



How's the workout routine going? As of May 27th, I've ran outside at least 2 miles on 23 of the past 27 days. I'd say a good four or so of those days were in the rain. I actually like running in the rain, especially if it's warm enough. My town is a bunch of bums, but you see some characters walking on our trail (usually dog owners), but very few runners. I've also upped the intensity on the free weight action, but I've been hitting that for a while now. I'm no Super Woman like the WNBA chicks (who can compete with those stars?), but April marked 14 years of working out with free weights with never missing more than one week. That's not a bad streak, I just hate missing any time with it, so I try to stay dedicated.

On the book scene, and this won't pertain to many unless you're a wrestling fan. I'm about halfway through Bret Hart's book, My Real Life in the Cartoon World of Wrestling. You have to order it as it's not released yet in the US, but it's worth doing that before waiting till the fall for the US release. So far, it's a wonderful read. He's not shy at all on what he speaks either, so that always makes for excitement. You get drug stories, breakdown of matches, how crazy his family is, and you end up getting a ton of respect for the guy, at least I do. I have a lot more to go, as right now I'm 1996, and it's hard to put down. I've been lucky in that most of the books I've read recently have been great. The moral? Reading is a great hobby, maybe that makes me feel like an old man, but I guess that's the teacher coming out in me.



It's that time to get everyone updated with the latest CDs added to the collection. Maybe I can steer you in the right direction to pick up some of these, or drive you away from some, either or. Whatever floats your boat, this is what we have:

40 Cal: The Yellow Tape. The first of two Dipset members that I picked up a CD of in the past week. You can do a ditto when you get to Duke Da God in a few. If you're not a Dipset fan, you won't care for this or Duke Da God's CD. All of them sound the same to me, and while I'm used to it and can handle it, they're not lyrical assassins or anything. The thing that sets them apart is the beats and funky sounds they throw in around their raps, not bad though if you want some New York style rap.

Bizzy Bone: A Song For You. It seems like each of the Bone guys come out with a new CD every other week. It's tough to keep them all apart, but if you're a fan of Bone, you'll want this. Nothing outstanding here, and it won't blow you away, but Bizzy stays steady and does his thing. A few recommendations on this? Mercy Mary, I Need You, and Memories.

Duke Da God: Harlem Classics. I haven't listened to this one yet, but he's Dipset as I said earlier. I figure it's nothing that will amaze me till no end, but maybe I'll be surprised. Most Dipset stuff to me is ok, not awful, but nothing incredible either, just mediocre.

8Ball & E.D.I.: Doin' It Big. This one is going along for the ride to work tomorrow, so I don't get to give a full review. I made copies of these for Spank and Cork. Spank says it's a real good listen through the first 5 tracks. He hasn't listened to the whole thing, but his tastes are a lot like mine when it comes to rap, so I'll take his word for it and figure it'll be worthy.



Fat Joe: The Elephant In The Room. Fat Joe does a pretty good job of balancing between mainstream rap and mixing it in with some street feel. This one reminds me of a great comparison of the late Big Pun, Joe's boy from way back. Songs to pick up out of this one? The Crackhouse with Lil Wayne, I Won't Tell with J. Holiday, and My Conscience.

Gnarls Barkley: The Odd Couple. The title of this CD probably says it all. It's an odd pairing and style of music for sure, but it adds something different. Cee-Lo Green has always been his own guy anyways. It's nothing I'd pop in a lot to listen to, but it has it's own feel.

Krayzie Bone: Smoke On This. After listening to all of these Bone CDs for the past decade plus, these guys must never leave the studio. I bet when they die, they'll be like 2Pac and have tracks upon tracks of "unreleased" things. Who knows. I dig the Bone style though. I'm due for a Cleveland trip just because they have me in that mood.

MJG: Pimp Tight. It's weird seeing MJG do something solo, without his buddy 8Ball. Either way, this one is very good. If you want the hard and grimey raps, here you go, this one has it. Ones I like are Small Town Girl, Pimp Tight, and I Tried featuring 8Ball.

Ray J: All I Feel. I had to throw in some pimpin' vibes to slow down things. Of course, most chicks will be all over this if you stick it in, so that's a tip to all who are struggling in that department. He's known to people who may not be up to date, is that he's Brandy's brother and was in the Kim Kardashian sex tapes. Speaking of Kardashian, I'm a fan of that. Dark hair and some thickness, but not too much, that'll work. I like his songs as I'm not afraid of some good pimpin' tunes, but he has a song called Real N**** with Shorty Mack. Now come on dude, you're not all hard, you're Ray J. 8Ball & MJG saying that, maybe it'd be credible, but stick to doing the baby makin' music. I'm just speaking from a whitey's standpoint, so maybe I'm off on that opinion, but let me know what ya think. Howevahhh, that song is good, go pick it up.



Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: As usual, we like to let the blog readers have some big input around here. Even more so when we get ladies involved. Or how about the ladies even picking out some of the dirty thug girls? Jas is wanting her turn and gets credit for this one, here is this week's dirty: http://www.myspace.com/96038728

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: Hardcore stuff right here. This dude is trying to impress his girl by juggling bowling balls. First off, not a good idea. Adding to that, he knocks out a little kid in the process for something you just have to see: http://youtube.com/watch?v=7uvV0R0qHUc



3 Quick Thangs:

1. We haven't done birthdays in a while. Let's try for Wednesday, May 28th. We start out with the NBA logo himself, West Virginia native Jerry West, he's now 70. Seriously? Dude doesn't look a day older than 60 if that. Then we move to Rudy Giulani, politician who embarrassed himself this year and Yankees fan, 64. John Fogerty of Creedence Clearwater Revival, 63. Baseballer and 1988 NL MVP, Kirk Gibson, he's limping around the basepaths for his 51st. He looked 51 in 1988, he's the reverse Jerry West. Former NBA baller, Glen Rice, he's 41 and has one smokin' wife. Singer Kylie Minogue, 40. That's a pretty good list there, it's no joke. I think I may have done this date before in the past, or it seems that way.

2. A comment from the mean streets of Germany from blog faithful Kristen. She was going through the CD list in the last edition and found something that amused her. She liked how I had Frank Sinatra and Adam Sandler in there. Of course. I know 95% of my stuff is rap, but I can switch it up if need be. An Italian guy like myself has to have some old school Mafia music, so that's the reason there. Old Adam Sandler is about as good as it gets for laughs. Can you really go wrong with Sandler being The Goat?

3. Oh, so it's a quick fact that you demand? This one from funnyfact.com: "Formicophilia is the fetish for having small insects crawl on your genitals." Hey, I only report it. I'm not sure that's considered a funny fact though, but you can find anything on the internet.

Mailing It In..

I'll be out of town till Sunday or so. I won't have much internet access then, so thus, we'll have to wait for a real blog to appear. Time to recharge the batteries after 4 years and more on that in the next post. Yes, I could've typed up something quick, but it wouldn't have been as good and that's not my style. CDs are extinct now, but I still get them when new things come out, at least to transfer to the iPod. That's basically all they are good for now. I got 9 new ones the other day that we'll mention in the next blog filled with stories. Until then, it's been a while since I've posted my updated CD list, so here we go. These are full CDs I have, not individual songs I have on my iPod. And yes, I know I'm mailing this one in, but even I'm allowed to relax every now and then. Plus, after the Pittsburgh road trip blog in the last one, I think I've earned a few days off..



112: Hot & Wet
213: The Hard Way
40 Cal: The Yellow Tape
5th Ward Weebie: Da Unexpected
50 Cent: Power Of The Dollar
50 Cent: 50 Cent Is The Future
50 Cent: Guess Who's Back
50 Cent: Get Rich Or Die Tryin'
50 Cent: Guess Who's Back Again
50 Cent: The Massacre
50 Cent: Curtis
50/50 Twin: Grown Man Style
504 Boyz: Goodfellas
504 Boyz: Ballers
6 Shot: The Actual Meaning
Afroman: Good Times
Afroman: Jobe Bells
Afroman: Drunk 'n' High
Akon: Trouble
Akon: Konvicted
The Alchemist: 1st Infantry
Ali & Gipp: Kinfolk
AP-9: On Tha Block
Archie Eversole: Ride Wit Me
Ron Artest: My World
Avant: Private Room
Avant: Director
AZ: Final Call
AZ: A.W.O.L.
AZ: The Format
Baby a.k.a. #1 Stunna: Birdman
Baby/Birdman & Lil Wayne: Like Father, Like Son
Baby: Fast Money
Birdman: 5 * Stunna
Baby Drew: Free
Babyface Assassins: Success Is Revenge
Bad Azz: Executive Decision
Lloyd Banks vs. Cassidy: Big Mike Presents Round 2 - The Future Is Now
Lloyd Banks vs. Cassidy: Kochese Presents Round 3 - The Final Chapter
Lloyd Banks: Money In The Bank
Lloyd Banks: Hunger For More
Lloyd Banks: The Big Withdraw
Lloyd Banks: Rotten Apple
David Banner: Mississippi The Album
David Banner: MTA2- Baptized In Dirty Water
David Banner: Certified
Barbershop 2: Back In Business: Soundtrack
Battle 4 NYC: Brooklyn vs. Queens
Bay Madness: The Compilation
Beanie Sigel: The Reason
Beanie Sigel: Hung Jury The Mixtape
Beanie Sigel: The B. Coming
Beanie Sigel: The Solution
Beastie Boys: Licensed To Ill
Beastie Boys: To The 5 Boroughs
Belo: The Truth
Benzino: Arch Nemesis
Benzino: The Antidote
B.G.: Chopper City In The Ghetto
B.G.: Life After Cash Money
B.G.: The Heart Of Tha Streetz
B.G.: Play It How It Go Collection
B.G. & The Chopper City Boyz: We Got This
The Notorious B.I.G.: Ready To Die
The Notorious B.I.G.: Life After Death - Disc 1
The Notorious B.I.G..: Life After Death - Disc 2
The Notorious B.I.G.: Duets - The Final Chapter
Big Boi: Got Purp - Volume 2
Big D: Club Night
Big L: Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous
Big L: The Big Picture
Big Lurch: It's All Bad
Big Mike: Professional Hood Shit - Part 6
Big Punisher: Capital Punishment
Big Syke: Be Yo Self
Big Tymers: I Got That Work
Big Tymers: Hood Rich
Big Tymers: Big Money Heavyweights
Birmingham J: Da Neighborhood Superstar
Bizarre: Hanni Cap Circus
Bizzy Bone: Alpha & Omega
Bizzy Bone: The Beginning And The End
Bizzy Bone: Speaking In Tongues
Bizzy Bone: Thug's Revenge
Bizzy Bone: A Song For You
Black Eyed Peas: Elephunk
Black Eyed Peas: Monkey Business
Black Rob: Life Story
Black Rob: The Black Rob Report
Blackalicious: The Craft
Bone Crusher: AttenCHUN!
Bone Crusher: Release The Beast
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Faces Of Death
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: E. 1999 Eternal
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War (WWI)
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War (WWII)
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: BTNHRESURRECTION
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Thug World Order
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Thug Stories
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Stength & Loyalty
Boo & Gotti: Perfect Timing
Boot Camp Clik: The Chosen Few
Boot Camp Clik: The Last Stand
Boot Camp Clik: Casualties Of War
Boss Hogg Outlawz: Boyz N Blue
Lil Bow Wow: Doggy Bag
Bow Wow: Unleashed
Bow Wow: Wanted
Bow Wow: The Prince Of Fame
Bow Wow & Omarion: Face Off
Boyz N Da Hood: Boyz N Da Hood
Boyz N Da Hood: Straight Outta A-Town
B-Real: The Gunslinger - Part II: Fist Full Of Dollars
Chris Brown: Chris Brown
Chris Brown: Exclusive
B-Rich: Born Rich
Brotha Lynch Hung & MC Eiht - The New Season
Bubba Sparxxx: Dark Days, Bright Nights
Bubba Sparxxx: Deliverance
Bubba Sparxxx: The Charm
Joe Budden: Joe Budden
Bun B: Trill
Bushwick Bill: Phantom Of The Rapra
Busta Rhymes: When Disaster Strikes...
Busta Rhymes: E.L.E. - The Final World Front
Busta Rhymes: Genesis
Busta Rhymes: It Ain't Safe No More
Busta Rhymes: The Big Bang
Camoflauge: I Represent
Cam'ron: S.D.E.
Cam'ron: Come Home With Me
Cam'ron: Purple Haze Mixtape
Cam'ron: Purple Haze
Cam'ron: Killa Season
Canibus: Mind Control
Canibus: From Whom The Beat Tolls
Canibus: Hip Hop For Sale
Cappadonna: The Struggle
Cappadonna: The Pillage
Capone: Pain, Time, & Glory
Ray Cash: Cash On Delivery
Cassidy: Split Personality
Cassidy: I'm A Hustla
Cassidy: B.A.R.S. - The Barry Adrian Reese Story
C-Bo: Money To Burn
C-Bo & San Quinn: 100 Racks In My Backpack
Cee-Lo: Green And His Perfect Imperfections
Cee-Lo: Green Is The Soul Machine
Celly Cel: It'z Real Out Here
John Cena: You Can't See Me
C-Formula & Mic Moses: The Public Broadcast
Chamillionaire: The Sound Of Revenge
Chamillionaire: Ultimate Victory
Chingy: Jackpot
Chingy: Powerballin'
Chingy: Hoodstar
Chingy: Hate It Or Love It
Choices Soundtrack
Choices II Soundtrack
Choppa: Straight From The N.O.
Choppa: Coming Back Home
Chrome: Straight To The Pros

Clipse: Lord Willin'
Clipse: We Got It 4 Cheap - Volume 1
Clipse: The Hustler's Manual (Best Of)
Clipse: Hell Hath No Fury
C-Murder: The TRU Story - Continued
Coach Carter: The Soundtrack
Rafael Colmore: Rock-Hop Volume 1
Common: Like Water For Chocolate
Common: Be
Conspiracy Clique: Kickin Down Dooz
Coolio: The Return Of The Gangsta
Coo Coo Cal: Disturbed
Coo Coo Cal: Still Walkin'
Coo Coo Cal: All Or Nothing
C-Murder: The TRUest Shit I Ever Said
Cormega: Legal Hustle
Cradle 2 The Grave Soundtrack
C-Rayz Walz: Limelight - The Outroduction
C-Rayz Walz: Ravipops - The Substance
Crime Mob: Crime Mob
Criminal Manne: Street Ways
Crooked I: Young Boss - Volume 1
Crucial Conflict: The Final Tic
Crucial Conflict: Good Side Bad Side
Crunchy Black: From Me To You
Cutmaster C & Gravy: The Streets Is Still Watchin'
D12: Devil's Night
D12: D12 World
D4L: Down 4 Life
Da Army: A Soldier Dies Once - Volume 1
Da Backwudz: Wood Work
Da Band: Too Hot For TV
Da Muzicianz: Da Muzicians
Da Unda Dogg: The Crest
Dayton Family: Dope House
Dayton Family: Family Feud
Dayton Family: Return To Dayton Ave.
Daz: R.A.W.
Daz: DPGC: U Know What I'm Throwin' Up
Daz: Tha Dogg Pound Gangsta LP
Daz: Gangsta Crunk
Daz Dillinger & Young Gotti: The Saga Continuez
Daz: So So Gangsta
Daz: Gangsta Party
Dead Prez: RBG - Revolutionary But Gangsta
De La Soul: The Grind Date
De La Soul: The Impossible Mission
Delinquent Habits: Delinquent Habits
Dem Hoodstarz: Band Aide And Scoot
Derek D: Ya'll Ant Ready
Raheem DeVaughn: Love Behind The Melody
Devin The Dude: Just Tryin Ta Live
Devin The Dude: To Tha X-Treme
Devin The Dude: Waitin' To Inhale
Dilated Peoples: 20/20
The Diplomats: Diplomatic Immunity - Disc 2
The Diplomats: Diplomatic Immunity II
The Diplomats: Dipset - More Than Music Volume 1
Dirty: The Pimp And Da Gangsta
Dirty: Hood Stories
Dirty: The Art Of Storytelling
DJ Clue: The Professional #2
DJ Clue: The Incredible
DJ Ideal & Lil Flip: Da Bottom Part 6
DJ Jazzy Jeff: The Return Of The Magnificent
DJ Kay Slay: Protect Ya Neck (Hosted By Ron Artest)
DJ Quik: Quik Is The Name
DJ Quik: Trauma
DMC: Checks, Thugs, & Rock N Roll
DMX: It's Dark And Hell Is Hot
DMX: And Then There Was X
DMX: Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood
DMX: Grand Champ
DMX: Year of the Dog, Again
The D.O.C.: No One Can Do It Better
Tha Dogg Pound: Dogg Food
DPG: Tha Unreleased Collection
Tha Dogg Pound: Cali Iz Active
Tha Dogg Pound: Dogg Chit
Dolla: Get You Drawz Out Ya Boodie
D.O.N.: The Miscounted Soul
Do Or Die: Headz Or Tailz
Do Or Die: Victory
Do Or Die: Back 2 The Game
Do Or Die: Pimpin' Ain't Dead
Do Or Die: Greatest Hits
Do Or Die: D.O.D.
Do Or Die: Get That Paper
Dopegame
Dopegame 2
Dopegame 3
Dopegame: Da Mix Tape
Dr. Dre: The Chronic
Dr. Dre: Concrete Roots
Dr. Dre: Back 'N The Day
Dr. Dre: Chronic 2001
Dr. Dre/Snoop Dogg: The Wash Soundtrack
Dr. Dre: Detox
Dreamer: High School High
Dru Down: Explicit Game
Dru Down: Can U Feel Me
Dru Down: Pimpin' Phernelia
Dru Down: Gangsta Pimpin
Dru Down: Best Of Dru Down
Dru Down: Got Purp - Volume 1 Mixtape
Dru Hill: Dru World Order
Dru Hill: Hits
DSGB: 'Til Death Do Us Apart
DTP: Golden Grain
DTP: Fuck U Mixtape
Duke Da God: Harlem Classics
E-40: Mr. Flamboyant
E-40: The Mail Man
E-40: In A Major Way
E-40: Loyalty And Grind
E-40: Grit And Grind
E-40: Breakin News
E-40: Bosko That Fire
E-40: The Bay Bridges Compilation
E-40: My Ghetto Report Card
Eazy-E: Eazy-Duz-It
Eazy-E: Str8 Off The Streets Of Muthaphukkin Compton
Eazy-E: Eternal E
E.B. Daddy Of Da Hood: Hood Rebel
ECW Themes: Volume 1
ECW Themes: Volume 2
Eightball: Almost Famous
Eightball: Lost (Disc 1)
Eightball: Lost (Disc 2)
Eightball & MJG: Living Legends
Eightball & MJG: Ghettoville - The Remix Album
Eightball & E.D.I.: Doin' It Big
8 Mile Soundtrack
Eminem: Infinite
Eminem: The Slim Shady LP
Eminem: Off The Wall
Eminem: The Marshall Mathers LP
Eminem: The Eminem Show
Eminem: Encore
Eminem: Rap Attack
Eminem: Curtain Call - Deluxe Edition
Eminem Presents...: The Re-Up
EPMD: Out Of Business
EPMD: Greatest Hits
E.S.G.: All American Gangsta
Essential Contemporary Crying Music: Volume 1
Essential Contemporary Crying Music: Volume 2
E-White: The White Album
Fabolous: Street Dreams
Fabolous: Real Talk
Fabolous: From Nothin' To Somethin'
The Fast And The Furious Soundtrack
2 Fast 2 Furious Soundtrack
Fat Joe: Jealous Ones Still Envy (J.O.S.E.)
Fat Joe: Loyalty
Fat Joe: All Or Nothing
Fat Joe: Me, Myself, & I
Fat Joe: The Elephant In The Room
Federation: The Album
The F.E.D.S.: #1 With A Bullet - Presented by Allen Iverson & ABK
Lupe Fiasco: Food & Liquor
Field Mob: From Tha Roota To Tha Toota
Field Mob: Light Poles And Pine Trees
Fiend: There's One In Every Family
Fiend: The Addiction - Hope Is Near
Flavor Flav: Hollywood
Flo Rida: Mail On Sunday
Foreigner: The Definitive
Jamie Foxx: Unpredictable
Fozzy: All That Remains
Frayser Boy: Me Being Me
Freeway: Philadelphia Freeway
Freeway: Best Of Freeway
Frost: Till The Wheels Fall Off
Frost: Blunts & Ballerz
Froze Ony: Gutta Ways
Funkmaster Flex: 60 Minutes Of Funk Volume 4
The Game: Nigga With Attitude
The Game: The Documentary
The Game: West Coast Resurrection
The Game: Ghost Unit
The Game: Doctor's Advocate
Gang Starr: Hard To Earn
Gangsta Lou: Almost Famous
Gangsta O: Independent Dope
Geto Boys: Greatest Hits
Geto Boys: The Foundation
Get Rich Or Die Tryin' Soundtrack
Ghetto D: Street Campain From A Young G's Perspective
Ghetto Mafia: Straight From The Dec
Ghetto Mafia: On Da Grind
Ghetto Mafia: Da Return Of Ghetto Mafia
Ghostface Killah: Bulletproof Wallets
Ghostface Killah: The Pretty Toney Album
Ghostface Killah: Shaolin's Finest
Ghostface Killah: Fishscale
Ghostface Killah: More Fish
Ghostface Killah: Hidden Darts - Special Edition
Ginuwine: I Apologize
Gnarls Barkley: St. Elsewhere
Gnarls Barkley: The Odd Couple
Goodie Mob: One Monkey Don't Stop No Show
Goodie Mob: Nuttin' But Dat G
Gorilla Zoe: Welcome To The Zoo
Gucci Mane: Trap House
Gucci Mane: Trap-A-Thon
Guerilla Black: Guerilla City
Guerilla Black: Real Niggaz Say Shit - Volume 1
Guerilla Black: God Bless The Child
G-Unit: Beg For Mercy
G-Unit: DJ Mello Presents The Best Of G-Unit
G-Unit: The Realest Killaz

Guns N Roses: Greatest Hits
GZA: Liquid Swords
Anthony Hamilton: Comin From Where I'm From
Anthony Hamilton: Soulife
Anthony Hamilton: Southern Comfort
Haystack: It Ain't Safe No More Mixtape
Haystack: From Start To Finish
Hieroglyphics: Full Circle Tour
Hillside Stranglaz: Celly Cel Presents Bad Influence
Hi-Tek: Hi Teknology - Volume 2 (The C hip)
Hollow Tip: Ghetto Famous
Hollow Tip: Mercenary Life
Hot Boys: Let Em Burn
Houston: It's Already Written
Marques Houston: MH
Marques Houston: Naked
Marques Houston: Veteran
Huey: Notebook Paper
William Hung: Inspirations
Hustle & Flow Soundtrack
Hydro & G-Ron: Illegal Procedures
I-20: Self Explanatory
I Got The Hook-Up! Sountrack
Iceberg Slimm: The World On Ice
Ice Cube: The C.I.A. EP
Ice Cube: AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
Ice Cube: Death Certificate
Ice Cube: War And Peace Volume 1 (War Disc)
Ice Cube: War And Peace Volume 2 (Peace Disc)
Ice Cube: Laugh Now, Cry Later
Ice-T: Gang Culture
Ice-T: Gangsta Rap
Inspectah Deck: Uncontrolled Substance
Inspectah Deck: The Movement
Inspectah Deck: The Resident Patient
The Isley Brothers: Body Kiss
The Isley Brothers: Baby Makin' Music
Michael Jackson: Off The Wall
Jadakiss: Kiss Tha Game Goodbye
Jadakiss: Kiss Of Death
Jadakiss: DJ F Sharp Presents Top Five Dead Or Alive - Part 1
Jadakiss: Rock The Vote Mixtape
Jagged Edge: J.E. Heartbreak
Jagged Edge: Hard
Jagged Edge: Jagged Edge
Jaheim: Still Ghetto
Jaheim: Ghetto Classics
Jaheim: The Makings Of A Man
Ja Rule: Venni Vetti Vecci
Ja Rule: Rule 3:36
Ja Rule: Pain Is Love
Ja Rule: The Last Temptation
Ja Rule: Blood In My Eye
Ja Rule: R.U.L.E.
Jay Tee: The Thousandaire
Jay-Z: Reasonable Doubt
Jay-Z: Volume 2 - Hard Knock Life
Jay-Z: The Dynasty - Roc La Familia
Jay-Z: The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse - The Gift
Jay-Z: The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse - The Curse
Jay-Z: The Black Album
Jay-Z & Linkin Park: Collision Course
Jay-Z: Fade To Black Mixtape
Jay-Z: American Gangster
Jermaine Dupri: Life In 1472
Jermaine Dupri: Instructions
Jibbs: Jibbs Feat. Jibbs
Jim Crow: Crow's Nest
Jin: The Emcees Properganda
Jin: 100 Grand Jin
J-Kwon: Hood Hop
Joe: And Then...
Joe: Ain't Nothin' Like Me
Jim Jones: Ambitions Of A Gangsta
Jim Jones: On My Way To Church
Jim Jones: City Of God
Jim Jones: Harlem - Diary Of A Summer
Jim Jones: Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product Of My Environment)
Jim Jones: Harlem's American Gangster
Mike Jones: Ice Age
Mike Jones: King Of The Streets
Mike Jones: Who Is Mike Jones?
Mike Jones: Self Made
Roy Jones Jr.: Round One The Album
Roy Jones Jr.: Body Head Bangerz - I Smoke I Drink
JR Writer: Writer's Block 4
JT Money: Pimpin' On Wax
JT Money: Blood, Sweat, And Years
JT Money: Undeniable
JT The Bigga Figga: Nothin' But Thow Bows
JT The Bigga Figga & Mac Mall: Illegal Game
JT The Bigga Figga: Black Wall Street Compliation
JT The Bigga Figga: Neighborhood Superstarz
JT The Bigga Figga: Who Grind Like Us?
JT The Bigga Figga: Drop Your Thangs (Just Box)
JT The Bigga Figga: Mr. Vice President
Juelz Santana: From Me To U
Juelz Santana: Back Like Cooked Crack
Juelz Santana: What The Game's Been Missing
Juvenile: 400 Degreez
Juvenile: Juve The Great
Juvenile: Reality Check
Kanye West: The College Dropout
Kanye West: Late Registration
Keak Da Sneak: Thizz Iz Allndadoe
Keak Da Sneak, P.S.D. Tha Drivah, & Messy Marv: Da Bidness
Killa C: Tainted Flesh
Killa Tay: Thug Religion
Knoc-Turn'al: The Way I Am
Kool G Rap: Half A Klip
Kool Keith: The Return of Dr. Octagon
Krayzie Bone: Gemini - Good Vs. Evil
Krayzie Bone: Thugline Boss
Krayzie Bone: Smoke On This
KRS-One: Return Of The Boom Bap
KRS-One: I Got Next
KRS-One: A Retrospective
KRS-One: Spiritual Minded
KRS-One: Life
KRS-One & Marley Marl: Hip Hop Lives
Kurupt: Against The Grain
Layzie Bone & Bizzy Bone: Bone Brothers
Layzie Bone: It's Not A Game
Layzie Bone: Cleveland
John Legend: Get Lifted
John Legend: Once Again
Lil Boosie & Webbie: Gangsta Musik
Lil Boosie: Bad Azz
Lil Flip: Leprechaun
Lil Flip: Undaground Legend
Lil Flip: U Gotta Feel Me - Disc 1
Lil Flip: U Gotta Feel Me - Disc 2
Lil Flip & Z-Ro: Kings Of The South
Lil Flip & Young Noble: All Eyez On Us
Lil Head: Tha 4'3" Giant
Lil Italy: Top Of The World
Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz: Put Yo Hood Up
Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz: Kings Of Crunk
Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz: Crunk Juice
Lil Ken: Str8 Out Tha Stable
Lil Kim: La Bella Mafia
Lil Mo: Meet The Girl Next Door
Lil Rob: Neighborhood Music
Lil Romeo: RomeoLand
Lil Scrappy: Bred 2 Die Born 2 Live
Lil Spade: Full Decc
Lil Troy: Sittin' Fat Down South
Lil Tweety: The Bad Boy
Lil Ty: I'm Bad

Lil Wayne: 500 Degreez
Lil Wayne: Tha Carter
Lil Wayne: Squad Up 5
Lil Wayne: C Squared
Lil Wayne: The Mayor of the South
Lil Wayne: Tha Carter II
Lil Wyte: Phinally Phamous
Lil Wyte: The One And Only
Little Brother: The Minstrel Show
LL Cool J: Radio
LL Cool J: Bigger And Deffer
LL Cool J: G.O.A.T.
LL Cool J: 10
LL Cool J: DEFinition
LL Cool J: Todd Smith
Lloyd: Southside
Lloyd: Street Love
The Longest Yard Soundtrack
Loon: Loon
Loon: No Friends
Lud Duc: In My Own World
Ludacris: Back For The First Time
Ludacris: Word Of Mouf
Ludacris: Chicken & Beer
Ludacris: The Red Light District
Ludacris: Disturbing Tha Peace
Ludacris: Release Therapy
Luni Coleone & Hollow Tip: Still Wanted
Luniz: Operation Stackola
Luniz: Lunatik Muzik
Luniz: Greatest Hits
Lupe Fiasco: The Cool
Lyfe Jennings: The Phoenix
Mac Dre: Ronald Dregan Dreganomics
Mac Dre & Andre Nickatina: Tales Of II Andres
Mac Mall: Immaculate
Mac Mall: The Macuscript - Volume 1
Mack 10: Bang Or Ball
Mack 10: Ghetto, Gutter & Gangsta
Mack 10: Hustla's Handbook
Mannie Fresh: The Mind Of Mannie Fresh
Mario: Turning Point
Mark G: Muthafuckin Boda
Dean Martin: Dino - The Essential Dean Martin
Ma$e: Harlem World
Ma$e: Welcome Back
Masta Ace Incorporated: Sittin' On Chrome
Masta Ace: A Long Hot Summer
Masta Killa: No Said Date
Masta Killa: Made In Brooklyn
Master P: Ghetto D
Master P: MP Da Last Don - Disc One
Master P: MP Da Last Don - Disc Two
Master P: Ghetto Postage
Master P: Good Side, Bad Side- Disc One
Master P: Good Side, Bad Side - Disc Two
Master P: Master P & Friends
Master P: Ghetto Bill
Paul McCartney: Memory Almost Full
MC Eiht A.K.A. Tony Smallz: Smoke In Tha City
MC Eiht: Veteran's Day
MC Eiht: Compton's OG
MC Eiht: Representin'
Memphis Bleek: M.A.D.E.
Memphis Bleek: 534
Messy Marv & San Quinn: Explosive Mode 2 - Back In Business
Messy Marv: Hustlan.A.I.R.E.
Messy Marv: What You Know Bout Me?
Method Man: Tical
Method Man: Tical 0 - The Prequel
Method Man: 4:21... The Day After
Miller Boyz: Hip Hop History
MIMS: Music Is My Savior
Mista Cane: In My Life
Mr. Kee: The One
Mr. Shadow: A Name You Kan't Touch
MJG: No More Glory
MJG: Pimp Tight
Mobb Deep: Hell On Earth
Mobb Deep: The Dunn Language
Mobb Deep: Amerikaz Nightmare
Mobb Deep: The Mixtape Before 9/11
Mobb Deep: Blood Money
Money Gang: Chain Gang Mixtape - Volume 1
The Monkees: The Very Best Of The Monkeys
M.O.P.: The Mash Out Posse
M.O.P.: St. Marxmen
M.O.P.: Ghetto Warfare
Mos Def & Talib Kweli: Black Star
Mos Def: The New Danger
Mos Def: True Magic
Murda Mook: The Untouchable
Murphy Lee: Murphy's Law
Musiq Soulchild: Luvanmusiq
Mystikal: Mind Of Mystikal
Mystikal: Unpredictable
Mystikal: Ghetto Fabulous
Mystikal: Let's Get Ready
Mystikal: Tarantula
Mystikal: Prince Of The South - The Hits
Nappy Roots: Watermelon Chicken And Gritz
Nappy Roots: Wooden Leather

Nas: Illmatic
Nas: It Was Written
Nas: I Am...
Nas: Nastradamus
Nas: Stillmatic
Nas: God's Son
Nas: The Lost Tapes
Nas: Street's Disciple - Disc 1
Nas: Street's Disciple - Disc 2
Nas: Hip Hop Is Dead
Nate Dogg: Ghetto Preacher
Nate Dogg: Music And Me
Naughty By Nature: Naughty By Nature
Necro: The Pre-Fix For Death
Nelly: Country Grammar
Nelly: Nellyville
Nelly: Da Derty Versions: The Reinvention
Nelly: Sweat
Nelly: Suit
The Neptunes: Clones
N.E.R.D.: In Search Of...
N.E.R.D.: Fly Or Die
New Edition: The Best Of New Edition - The Millennium Collection
Ne-Yo: In My Own Words
Ne-Yo: Because Of You
Andre Nickatina: Bullets, Blunts, N Ah Bankroll
Andre Nickatina: The Wrath of Khan Mixtape
Andre Nickatina: Booty Star - Glock Tawk
N.W.A.: Greatest Hits
Obie Trice: Cheers
Obie Trice: Second Round's On Me
Oh No: Exodus Into Unheard Rhythms
The O'Jays: Imagination
Ol' Dirty Bastard: Return To The 36 Chambers
Ol' Dirty Bastard: Osirus
Omarion: O
ONYX: All We Got Iz Us
ONYX: Bacdafucup Part 2
Joell Ortiz: The Brick Bodega Chronicles
Outkast: ATLiens
Outkast: Aquemini
Outkast: Stankonia
Outkast: Big Boi And Dre Presents Outkast
Outkast: The Love Below (Disc 1)
Outkast: Speakerboxxx (Disc 2)
Outkast: Idlewild
Outlawz: Outlaw 4 Life
Paid In Full Mixtape: Volume 1 - Money Hungry
Papoose: The Boyz In The Hood
Pastor Troy: Universal Soldier
Pastor Troy: By Any Means Necessary
Pastor Troy: Face Off Part II
Pastor Troy: Stay Tru
Pastor Troy: By Choice Or By Force
Pastor Troy: Tool Muziq
P-Dot: My Life Pictures
Pearl Jam: 10
Percee P: Perseverance
Petey Pablo: Diary Of A Sinner - 1st Entry
Petey Pablo: Still Writing In My Diary - 2nd Entry
Pharrell: In My Mind
Pimp C: Live From Harris County Jail
Pimp C: The Sweet James Jones Stories
Pimp C: Pimpalation
Pitch Black: Pitch Black Law
Playa Made: Pass Da Mic 2003 (Miyagi/Yella Fella)
Playaz Circle: Supply & Demand
Plies: The Real Testament
Plot: Mission 4 Loot
Pretty Ricky: Blue Stars
Pretty Ricky: Late Night Special
Profit Money & D-Why: The Wake Up Call
Profyle: Profyle - Liars! Cheaters!
Project Pat: Ghetty Green
Project Pat: Crook By Da Book - The Fed Story
Proof: Grown Man Shit Mixtape
Proof: Searching For Jerry Garcia
PSC (Pimp Squad Click): 25 To Life
Public Enemy: There's A Poison Goin' On
Public Enemy: Best 1200 - Limited Edition
Public Enemy: Rebirth Of A Nation
Puff Daddy: No Way Out
P Diddy: Press Play
Purple City: Road To The Riches
Rakim: Book Of Life
Raekwon: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx
Raekwon: Immobilarity
Raekwon: The Lex Diamond Story
Raekwon: Vatican Mixtape
Ras Kass: Re-Up - The Compilation
Ray J: Raydiation
Ray J: All I Feel
RBX: The RBX Files
RBX: No Mercy, No Remorse
RBX: The Shining
RBX: Broken Silence
Redman: Doc's Da Name
Redman: Malpractice
Redman: Ill At Will Mixtape - Vol. 1
Redman: Red Gone Wild

Rev Run: Distortion
Rhyme & Reason Soundtrack
R. Kelly: Chocolate Factory
R. Kelly: Happy People/U Saved Me; Disc 1: Happy People
R. Kelly: Happy People/U Saved Me; Disc 2: U Saved Me
R. Kelly & Jay-Z: Unfinished Business
R. Kelly: TP. 3 Reloaded
R. Kelly: Double Up
The Roots: The Tipping Point
The Roots: Game Theory
Rick Ross: We Are The South - 2.5 Hustlas
Rick Ross: Port Of Miami
Rick Ross: Rise To Power
Rick Ross: Trilla
Roscoe: I Luv Cali
Royce Da 5'9": Rock City
Royce Da 5'9": Build And Destroy - CD 1
Royce Da 5'9": Build And Destroy - CD 2
Royce Da 5'9": Death Is Certain
Royce Da 5'9": M.I.C. Make It Count
Royce Da 5'9": Independent's Day
Ruben Studdard: Soulful
Run DMC: Ultimate Run DMC
Run DMC: Artist Collection
RZA: As Bobby Digital In Stereo
RZA: Digital Bullet
RZA: Birth Of A Prince
RZA Presents: Afro Samurai Soundtrack
Adam Sandler: Shhh...Don't Tell
San Quinn: 457 Is The Code - Part 2
Scarface: The Untouchable
Scarface: The Fix
Scarface: MADE
Erick Sermon: Chilltown, New York
Shaquille O'Neal: Shaq Diesel
Sheek Louch: Walk Witt Me
Sheek Louch: After Taxes
Mr. Short Khop: Da Khop Shop
Shyne: Godfather Buried Alive
Silkk The Shocker: Based On A True Story
Frank Sinatra: The Platinum Collection - CD 1
Frank Sinatra: The Platinum Collection - CD 2
Frank Sinatra: The Platinum Collection - CD 3
Skant Bone: 4 Seasonz
Skinny G: Texasized
Slick Rick: Behind Bars
Slim Thug: Already Platinum
Slum Village: Detroit Deli
Slum Village: Prequel To A Classic
Slum Village: Slum Village
Smilez And Southstar: Crash The Party
Snoop Dogg: Doggystyle
Snoop Dogg: The Doggfather
Snoop Dogg: Da Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told
Snoop Dogg: Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Boss
Snoop Dogg: Rhythm & Gangsta: The Masterpiece
Snoop Dogg: Welcome To The Chuuch Volume 9
Snoop Dogg: Tha Blue Carpet Treatment
Snoop Dogg: Ego Trippin'
Trey Songz: I Gotta Make It
Soulja Boy: souljaboytellem.com
Spice 1: The Ridah
Spice 1 & MC Eiht: The Pioneers
Spice 1 & MC Eiht: Keep It Gangsta
Spice 1: Dyin' 2 Ball
Spice 1: The Truth
State Property: Chain Gang Volume 2
State Property: The Lost Files
State Property: The Gang Is All Here
State Property: Out On Bail
Stev-O: The Unexpected
Sticky Fingaz: Decade
St. Lunatics: Free City
The Street Novelist: Turf Talk
Styles P: Gangster And A Gentleman
Styles P: Time Is Money
Styles P: Independence
Styles P: Super Gangster - Extraordinary Gentleman
Sumthin Terrible: Turf Tested, Hood Approved
Super Mario Smash Brothers Melee: Smashing.. Live!
Talib Kweli: Quality
Talib Kweli: Beautiful Struggle
Talib Kweli: Right About Now - The Official Sucka Free Mix CD
Talib Kweli: Confidential
Talib Kweli: Ear Drum
Tank: Sex, Love, & Pain
T Dre: California Lifestyle
Tech N9ne: Anghellic
Tech N9ne: Vintage Tech
Terror Squad: True Story
Tek: I Got This
Carl Thomas: Let's Talk About It
Three 6 Mafia: When The Smoke Clears
Three 6 Mafia: Da Unbreakables
Three 6 Mafia: Most Known Unknown
Thug Angel - The Life Of An Outlaw Soundtrack
Thug Chuc: In Remembrance Of Thug Chuc
T.I.: I'm Serious
T.I.: Trap Muzik
T.I.: Featuring T.I.P. - CD 1
T.I.: Featuring T.I.P. - CD 2
T.I.: Urban Legend
T.I.: King
T.I.: T.I. vs T.I.P.
Timbaland: Tim's Bio- Life From Da Basement
Timbaland & Magoo: Indecent Proposal
Timbaland & Magoo: Under Construction, Part 2
Timbaland & Magoo: Best Of Timbaland & Magoo
Timbaland: Shock Value
Too $hort: Gettin' It (Album 10)
Too $hort: Can't Stay Away
Too $hort: Married To The Game
Too $hort: Pimpin' Incorporated
Too $hort: Blow The Whistle
T-Pain: Rappa Ternt Sanga
T-Pain: Epiphany
TQ: Listen
Trae: Same Thing Different Day
Trae: Tha Truth Show
Trapper The Rapper: Man Of The H
Tre: Paper Tha Way I See It Iz How I Spit It
Trick Daddy: Based On A True Story
Trick Daddy: www.thug.com
Trick Daddy: Book Of Thugs
Trick Daddy: Thug Holiday
Trick Daddy: Thug Matrimony
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Road Trippin': Waffle House Spectacular!

It seems like the easiest blogs for me to write are the road trip versions. They take longer to write, but once I get started, the stories flow down the mountain. We have another one to get to this time around and it should have some goodies in it as well as some classic pics. The majority of this post will be Saturday's trip to Pittsburgh for my first Pirates game of the year, but we had other action outside of that go down too. To set the story straight, we were 4 deep on this trek up north. In attendance was Spank, Cork, Kristin, and I took the wheel and did the driving. Luckily, since I'm typing, the car and everyone inside came back in one piece, that's always a plus. It's never taken for granted with my driving skills.



We start the trip off by picking up Cork and Kristin in Morgantown. Instead of leaving late for a 7:05 PM game, we wanted to make a day out of it. We get them at 11:30 and then head off to Bob Evans to get our grub on. We had to wait a few minutes, so in that time, we sat down in kiddie chairs and played Checkers on a preschool type table. Spank doesn't mess around as he takes us both out in quick fashion. I'm a fan of Checkers, but I never was that great at it, but it's one of those games that are still fun even if you lose. On the food, what'd I order? This is always a theme on road trips is to see what I can munch on. Raspberry crepes, biscuits and gravy, and sweet tea. The exact same order I got at Bob Evans a few weeks back and it's money. You think I'd steer you wrong on food? I may be a little dude, but I do know my food. A lot more food to come..

Outside of a few minor instances, the drive up was pretty smooth and I didn't present any problems. The thing that bugs me in Pennsylvania is the speed limit. In West Virginia, we're used to a speed limit of 70 miles an hour on the interstate. Not up here. Some areas have it at 65, but we were in a lot of 55 zones too, not good. I'm used to being in cruise control the entire time, but I felt like a turtle going in that range. Not that we were in a hurry, but still, I'm used to my comfort zone. I never was a speed demon on the interstate (usually am more so on back roads), but I usually like to set it at 5 miles past the speed limit and just go from there. It was Motorcycle Appreciation Weekend or something of that nature in PA and there were signs everywhere. We saw our first sign and then not long after that, I whip into the other lane and get right up on a bike. I didn't think anything of it, and it wasn't too close, but apparently the rest of the car thought I was going to pancake this bike and go right over him. Again, my driving puts fear into some people, it makes for an interesting day.



We get into the heart of Pittsburgh around 1:30-2:00 or so, a city I've always been a big fan of. I thought we'd have a bunch of time to kill and we'd be wondering what to do for a while, but that was settled about one block from where we parked at for the day. We're walking around and lo and behold, we see a good 50 or more kids on BMX bikes going around this plaza, jumping off steps, doing rail rides, and having all around action. Coming from the middle of nowhere, this would never happen in my town unfortunately, but more on that in a few. We were a block or so away from PNC Park and traffic was going by and this group of kids would be all over the place. The tricks these guys were doing were blowing us all away, so we hung out and checked it out for a lot of the afternoon. That gave me a good reason to bust out the camera, which I'd get big use of on the day. I began to take some pics of the crew as well as some video. I hope to get some videos going in YouTube in the next week or so if I can figure out how to add music and crop some vids, shouldn't be too hard.

Back to comparing my town to Pittsburgh. You can imagine that comparison already. My town has a group of skaters and bikers, but they get a bad rap from 90% of town unfortunately. Now don't get me wrong, these kids aren't angels, but just because they portray a certain image on the outside doesn't mean you can't give them a chance. They get ran out of everywhere in town and there's nowhere for them to skate at. These kids aren't ballers, aren't interested in clubs, church, or any of that. Nothing wrong with that, their outlet is skating. Then the town kicks them out of every place they go and people wonder why some of these kids end up all drugged out or getting into crime. Let the kids be and do their thing and you just might be surprised how harmful they really are, but that wouldn't fly in my area since it's stuck in the 1950s. Pittsburgh though, with a group that huge, there was no supervision and they were doing this in Downtown Pittsburgh. The kids were very respectful with each other, taking turns on the jumps, and looking out for one another. If someone would hit a big move, the kids would hype it up with some claps. If someone mangled themselves on a wreck, and that happened while we were there, the kids would run over and make sure things were ok. The kids weren't out there slanging dope or tearing things up, but just because (in my bum town anyways) they don't look the part of most of everyone else in town, they are thought of as worthless. I could get on a big tangent about this topic as it gets me heated, but I'll save it for the time being and move along with the trip.



From 3:00-4:00, outside the stadium, you could meet most of the Pirates players. There were booths set up all down the street. The deal was that if you had your own camera, you could get pics with the players. This was great for the little kids and they ate it up, but we figured we might as well try it as well. You couldn't get autographs as that'd make the lines last even longer, but the pic idea sounded worth a try since I've never really done it before. I'm not much of an autograph guy anyways. I'd rather get a handshake and talk to them. I didn't want to waste the entire afternoon waiting in these lines, so I jumped in to see my so called look-alike Xavier Nady. He was in a booth with Tyler Yates and Heberto Andrade and we didn't have to wait long as we were one of the first people in line. We step up and Kristin handles the camera while Spank, Cork, and myself jump in there. Spank was cracking us and the Bucs players up by joking with them and asking if they had any chew just to see what they'd say. Nady busted out and since he couldn't say straight out, he said to just search around, someone nearby should have some. Then Cork told Nady on the look-a-like thing with me and Nady got a kick out of that. The nose and dark hair do it I guess.

Once we got our pic with the players, it was off to hang out at a restaurant/bar across the street. We were outside just watching the action go down and ordered a basket of fries, no biggie. At this place, the waitresses wore little shorts and cut off tanktops. A few of the girls had bodies for that, but they put this way out of shape chick into this outfit and it was rough times to be had for everyone. All the people in our area out there eating were noticing it and were put off by it. Don't get me wrong, I like some thickness, but you gotta be smart enough when to hide that mess. Not to mention she had a tramp stamp on her lower back that looked hideous, a thumbs down on my end. You all know how I feel about most tats on girls, they look awful. Just my opinion though. If I offend someone, so be it. But the action was about to start up again as we saw a zillion BMX kids come by, flying through the downtown streets. This time, they went to a different section of town, so what do we do? We followed them of course, what else?



On the river, there was a wedding finishing up. Above the steps, we had the gang of kid bikers doing their thing. Spank had the bright idea of sitting on the steps and having one of the guys jump over him. We got video of it and it turned out to be great. Hopefully I can work that onto YouTube whenever I play around with it enough and add some music. I have a few other vids from the day too, so be on the lookout. A few of their dudes had nice camcorders and were filming the action. It was getting near time to head to the stadium, so I see this group of high school football guys coming down to watch the bikers. Not only may I be hooked on getting vids from this trip, but it was a blast to get pics with random bums for no reason other than to see reactions. That shows how much we had going on. Before the football team, I got some of the bike kids together and got a pic with that bunch, a success. Then I go to the football team and tell them I need a pic and they of course are pumped to do so. They and the bikers had to be wondering what us guys pushing 30 years old were doing by not trying to run them off like the rest of the town. Cork told the team and me to flex to be silly, so that's what we did, good stuff indeed. Those kids ate it up. Chrissy from the mean streets of Webster County saw the pics and said all of those guys were bigger than me. I guess it doesn't take much.

The main part of the trip was to hit up the baseball game. It was icing on the cake after how much fun the day had been so far. We sat in my favorite seats in the stadium, the left field bleacher seats, homer seats if you will. We got into the stadium at 4:30 for a 7:05 game, go figure. I love being early to a game to see some batting practice and all of that. Also, it was FlexFit hat night, a nice freebie there. The Bucs lead the league in promotions and still can't get people into the place. Saturday night had a paid attendance of 28,000+, which is enormous for their games. Usually it's you and a few other people there and that's about it. Combine the hat with the Braves in town and you get the crowd. My area always has had a ton of Braves fans. I figure it has to be because when we grew up, most all of the Braves games were on TBS. Of all the pics I took for the weekend, I only took two inside the stadium, imagine that. There was this chick and her daughter behind us who wouldn't shut up. They were just rambling on about who knows what and I had to listen to that mess. I thought I could talk a lot, but this was just her voice mixed in with talking about pointless things, I was ready to explode. Also one of the quickest games I've ever been to, it lasted about 2 hours and 10 minutes, nuts. There's also something about the text message thing they do where you can send in a text at the stadium and it comes on the screens for everyone to see. I was watching that as much as the game, plus we got a few in there just to be stupid. You see some weird stuff up there.



As with every road trip, I have to rate the town's chicks. Me and Spank both put a huge thumbs down to this. You'd think with a decent sized city you'd have them running all over the place, but we saw very few that made us give a second look to. Maybe since it was cooler that night (40s actually, nice), they didn't come out of the house to bounce around half naked. I know I'm picky and all, but this was rough for just about anyone I'd say. It was that bad. Maybe we'll have better luck next time around in that department.

Food inside the stadium and I picked a good one. I didn't go crazy and eat all game because I knew that Waffle House was calling our names later. They had this gourmet cook chick and she was whipping up some steak, onions, peppers, and cheese for a huge Philly cheesesteak. It was so big that I had to help them hold the sandwich together so they could stuff more on it. Top that with some coleslaw on the side and a bag of chips for $10.50. That's not too bad considering normal stadium prices. Way better than the $5 hot dogs I'd get.



Toot the horns for it's Waffle House time! Our last fun stop of the trip and it's always a good time. To start out, you want to know what I ate. I loaded up on a ham and cheese omelette, hash browns covered with cheese, bacon, and sweet tea. Quite possibly the best bacon I've ever had in my life, no joke. Plus, it was a dirty Waffle House. The table we sat down at wasn't even clean, it was crazy sticky, so I knew we picked a good spot. Cork wiped his section of the table up, but I told him if it's that filthy, just go with it for the experience. Cork is a big jukebox fan, one of few I can name off the top of my head. Surprisingly, they had fairly current songs loaded up on this thing. He goes to play a song for each of us, so we had to laugh at that. Then after that section, he goes to play Souljah Boy's Superman 6 times in a row. Like we hadn't heard it a zillion times already a year ago, but he wanted to leave that thing going when we left for the people to have stuck in their heads. Unfortunately, this jukebox was smart and wouldn't let you run repeats all night long. They played it once and then took his money, he was fired up.

Me and Spank (go grammar) were definitely getting the regular standing in front of the restaurant pic. That was a given and nothing creative about it. Then a light popped into my head (Bobby Light) and I had one last idea. I wanted a pic with the dirties that were the waitresses that night. Just pure random, why not huh? So when we're paying, I have to bust out the charm and then ask (let me ax somebody) these chicks if they'd be kind enough to get a pic with me. It must've been the accent or just maybe I was that smooth, who knows. As I'm setting up the pic, there's this chick probably about 45 years old who I was calling a big meth head who was eating. She was a wreck, crazy makeup, falling out of her top, the whole deal. She was all hyped that I thought of this idea. The characters you see at a Waffle House, let me tell ya.



That about wraps up the big portion of this blog. I could talk about other things that happen in my area through the week, but that never changes. You all know my schedule by now and will get that in the next blog. Spank was saying on the way home, "Man.. we live in a hole in the wall!" He's probably definitely right about that considering the options out there in a real actual city. Our town is a complete joke, but it's what we know. I'm still a small town guy, but always good to get out of the house every now and then and see what your non-average bums get into.

Bird's Dirty Thug Ho of the Week: http://www.myspace.com/nataliasingermav

Bird's Video Moment of the Week: We get another sent in from a reader, The_Freak. This features Benny the Bull on Jerry Springer. Enough said, you know you'll like it: http://youtube.com/watch?v=2PE9gQwlQ0E



3 Quick Thangs:

1. Last week on Idol, Jason Castro got the boot. He flamed and had two horrible performances. This led to a chat with The_Freak:

The_Freak (9:58:29 PM): I would bang Syesha without remorse.
The_Freak (9:58:43 PM): You stink pot boy. Go get some more Doritos.
Me (9:58:55 PM): He's a bum, but he cracks me up.
The_Freak (9:59:05 PM): He needs a show on MTV
The_Freak (9:59:10 PM): Potheads are funny
The_Freak (9:59:30 PM): I'm sure he's a laid back dude and all
The_Freak (9:59:32 PM): But damn
The_Freak (9:59:36 PM): Get your shit together bro

2. Mom doesn't know too much about computers. One day last week I was bored and checking out bums (I know I use that term a lot, but that's how it goes) on MySpace just for something to do. She saw me looking at someone and then starts asking gossip. Then she started naming people and I told them I'd find them in no time and how everyone and their brother posts their life on there. She quickly found out how ate up people can get up on there, and if she really wanted to look through it all the time, she'd be ate up like the Waffle House meth chick knowing that she can search the town's day-to-day activity and who is sleeping with who. That should be a TV show all in and of itself.

3. What's that I smell?? Very soon, we've hit 4 years solid rocking this blog out. Pretty crazy how time flies and I hope it keeps going on a regular basis. Now it's time to rest after working on this beast.