Random Rantings...

Time flies...

The end of my second quarter in grad school is here. I pretty much aced everything this term, no encounters with racist professors that give me a 'B' just because. One good thing about this quarter was the concept I came up with in my Poster Design class. The assignment.... create a political poster. My concept.... a satirical commentary on the “Join” commercials…. you know the ones with the beautiful/optimistic music in the background, young men and women smiling recounting how the army gave them the opportunity to “travel and see the world”. Problem…. youth see this and get fooled into believing this. Solution…”America. The war to win the war on terrorism.” Coloring Book. Now the interesting part of this is that my professor thinks my idea is great and good enough to sell at Urban Outfitters. So he’s hooked me up with all these big wig New York Publishing companies to send my stuff off to them. Will they bite? Don’t know. Worth a try? Don’t know. But, what I do know is do I want to market myself to the Urban Outfitters. Considering... Sell out? Taking polls.

I know that we all sell out in our careers at one point, that’s how we survive the game, right? Food for thought…

SoBe, oh how I love your name...

I've officially been a SoBe resident for 8 months. And I'm sick of it (not really, just tired). I miss Atlanta. Don't get me wrong I love the weather (haven't put on a coat thicker than a hoodie since I've been here), but I just can't get over the "little ills" South Beach seems to offer (in no particular order):

1. Driving is non-existent.
2. Tourists.
3. Sudden rainstorms.
4. Dog shit.
5. People living in a 300 sq. ft. apartment yet own a Benz.
6. Countless Bentleys (can't keep up with the REALLY important people and the really important people).
7. Shaq. (stay at home with your WIFE and family, I see you everywhere.... oh and your secrets out, Kobe didn't lie).
8. Girls with plastic in every body part.
9. PEOPLE THINKING I'M HISPANIC...I'M BLACK!
10. Trying to convince the people in my program fun exists outside of shit hole bars with cheap beer.
11. High gas prices.
12. Not enough people speaking English.
13. Black men that aren't here on vacation or looking for a Latina.
14. Metered parking.
15. No AUC fam.
16. Southern hospitality=bad service.

I'll keep it short for now....

Good deed for the day...

A n*gga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip. You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6 (or some groceries).