Rainbow painter Sunday, March 31, Year 2002 I am looking forward to Javier and me having a music room. That way Julie and Matthew can come over and we can make recordings. In other news, I am looking either my ability to compose text or am losing my want to. Many things have happened that I have not felt writing about. But, for some brief complicity, I will spout. Yesterday, it was rainy, and we went in it. I rolled through a puddle. It was cold. Two yesterdays ago, Luke, Emily, Julie, and me went to a high school Hip Hop Battle in whence the 6 top rappers were chosen from the rival schools, Clarke Central and Cedar Shoals. It was intense, but sagged a bit when the kids could not think of anything to say but "yo yo yo yo" or "mother fucker, you motherfucker" etc. But, Magician really came back that time with "Yo Tragic, why you be hatin' on my glasses?" and then the record scratch came and applause from our sector mounted. |
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