I am gettin' so hot, I mo take my clothes off - props to Nelly

Damn!!! My AC is on the fritz. It's too hot to post.

King Holiday - The King Dream Chorus and Holiday Crew(1986)

This video features some stars of RB from the 80s. I dedicate it to my current employer for adding MLK day to our company holiday list. Now I have no excuse not to do something cool that day. Thanks to the big "O".

Lookin' back on when I was little nappy headed boy - I Wish - Stevie Wonder

Kind of a different title for the topic of family reunions. The reunion had me thinking about when I was a kid around family, so his song beat out the obvious. I get tired of hearing that stinkin' "We are Family" song by Sister Sledge, especially when your aunt insists that you stand and sing it with her at every big family get together. I love my aunt, but the song gets old. :)
We had a family (my mom's side) reunion this year, a big one. We had people from all over the states come up. We had people drive up from Shreveport, LA. Those cousins were 15 people strong driving up in a mobile home. They had a blowout along the way and had to wait for a wrecker. A wrecker to y'all Nothern or city folks is a towtruck. Anyway, instead of complaining or whining or getting all upset while they waited, they broke out the grill and the fryer. The fryer. They grilled and fried catfish on he side of the road, well a little bit a way from the road, but that's my family. We make lemonade out of lemons baby.
You don't mess with the Bell Tripplett Johns Mitchells and everybody else on the tree. Those are the four major names from which we come on my mom's side. Our family genealogist can trace our family back to 1799 and follow us up to today with a few gaps here and there.
We watched some old incriminating videos of everybody from past reunions. I forgot about the pink Generra T-shirt (hyper color of course), wayfarer sunglasses, acid washed shorts and the hightop fade( think Kid of Kid-N-Play).
I also decided that even though some of them used to get on my nerves, I love them. Everybody was happy to see my mom. She even broke it down on the dancefloor. She's an excellent breakdancer and you should see her moonwalk. It was good to see her having a good time. I think it was a little shocking to some folks because they hadn't seen her in a few years and they remember how um... Feisty, yeah that's the words I will use, she used to be, but everyone made her feel at ease and she said she had a good time. That's all that matters. Oh, dad and I had fun too.

Dr Katz - Aquaman - Dave Chappelle

This clip is a few years old and is one of my faves. There are a few folks who have been able to disable me by quoting stuff from this clip. Watch and enjoy. Real posts later this week.

Malcolm McLaren - Buffalo Gals

Tonite's Old School is brought to you by the letter M and the Number 1983

Venture Bros: Duh duh duh...

One of my favorite Adult Swim cartoons is back on the air for a new season. This intro comes into play after the boss (A villain called the Monarch, that will explain the butterfly suits) of these henchmen tells them to get the crew back together and return to the lair which just happens to be a floating cocoon.

Happy 5th of July!!!

Happy Birthday Pops!!!
One the smoothest guys on earth was born today. He taught me most everything I know and never lost his temper. Ok, maybe twice on the temper thing. Once when someone hit our new car at a stoplight, just hours after we picked it up and once when I was 5 or 6 years old lighting candles in my bedroom just after we had moved into the then new house (honestly, what teacher in their right mind lets kids make candles in kindergarten).
Dad has always been good for a joke, has a ready smile and supported me in all my endeavors. He has the patience of Job, taught me how to drive and what a good person should be and why that is important. He taught me to judge a person on their actions and not what they look like. He taught me not to do a "Half assed job :) " you do the whole thing and do it right. He taught me how to be teased and to tease. He teaches me everyday to enjoy life. He hardly ever complains, which in light of events the past few years is huge, he always finds a way to make things funny
I am so glad he's my dad and not yours. Happy Birthday Pops, I love you!


Girls on film... 2 minutes later... girls on film - DD

I am writing this as I watch the Duran Duran Greatest hits DVD. They really tried to be avant garde with some of their videos. It's cool to look the vids from back then and see why I dug the 80's so much. The DVD contains a few uncensored videos they did back in the day. One of which is Girls on Film. Now I know why it was banned from MTV. Lots O'nakedness, mud wrestling and suggestive scenes. I don't how I would have handled it as a teenager. Probably the same way I did tonight, giggling a lot. Did someone say boobies.? hee hee


If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere.... Imagine the Chairman of the Board singing that line

New York was pretty cool. I got way too little sleep and got to hang around a movie shoot. I was really proud of Vic and what he does. He works hard and has his $h!t together. I was very very impressed.
The planes ride home was eventful. I was driven to the airport from the set Mercedes Benz style, which was pretty cool. I got to the airport early because I was not sure how long the drive from Harlem to JFK would be in rush hour traffic (Mr paranoid) so I took precautions. Turns out I could have probably walked to the airport and still made my plane. It was delayed, but I getting ahead of myself. I need to tell you the story behind "Damn yo boots smell!!" George Clinton once said "We want the funk! Give us that funk!" He did not have this man's funky nasty stinky sewer boots in mind. If you haven't taken a plane in a while I will explain something to you. When you are going to your boarding gate, you have to pass through security, To pass through security you have to take your shoes off. My man took his boots off and sent them through the machine. I have not smelled anything that close to death since drove my old Chevy Citation behind a garbage truck with no AC on a hot humid summer day in very slow traffic. It's so bad that after a while you begin to taste it.
It was so bad that when my boots came of the belt I said to the Homeland security folks that it's not my boots, mine are brand new. I thought they were going to hit an alarm and say we had all been poisoned like some bad replay of 24 (one of my fave TV shows, by the way I finally finished this season over the 4th and it rocked). If they locked you in a room with those boots you would tell Jack Bauer where Hoffa was buried and about the time you ate peanuts out of the bin at the grocery store. They didn't do that but they did however spray the whole area with air freshener (I am not joking). It was so bad it followed me up the hallway to the gates. Please my brotha if you read this: WASH YOUR STINKIN FEET AND PUT SOME POWDER IN THOSE BOOTS!! or better yet burn them before they ban you from the plane.
Oh yeah, and some guy had a seizure 45 minutes into the flight, no not from the smell. They called for a doc or a nurse and there were a couple on board. They took care of him and he was fine. I was a little nervous at first when they pulled out the oxygen tank and the defib, but when I found out it was a seizure, I relaxed. That's all for tonight.