So I went to the Little Brother show last night at Tremont and it was soooo good! The openers were even decent, esp. The Others and Herron (am I the only person in the world not on myspace?) Hands down the best 12 bucks I’ve ever spent. The chick singing wasn’t all that great, but she was alright. And I discovered Sparks, which has taken the place of Smirnoff TB on the casual drinking list. But I digress.
the offending writing implement. that’s the only pen I own that writes halfway decent.
(a good ten minutes after he’d signed my poster for me and I thanked him personally for djing the NPHC cookout at State a year after he’d been doing beats for Jay-Z…)
“Oh, you want a picture?”
“Oh, sure. Umm, I’m not stalking you out or anthing, I’m just waiting on my pen.”
“Haha, my bad. Here you go.”
“It’s no problem, I wouldn’t care, but it’s an AKA pen. I can’t let you keep that one.”
“Ahhh. You’re an a-kah? (and a scrunchy face)”
“LOL! Why you gotta look like that about it?!”
“lol. I’m just kidding.”
Lape, you should’ve come with me.