Yeah, so if you've searched your pockets, your stash, and your top drawer, and you can't find the scorching summer heat, look no more. It all came to DEALE, MD. That's right. D-dot is HOT. I just got in from taking the campers on an inhumane basketball/tennis/soccer run. Those kids are troopers. I know, I know...Code Red, blah blah blah. I busted my knee on my brother's knee taking the ball down court, then this little nine year old iverson poked me in the eyes...The fun just didn't want to stop! Watermelon gatorade is foul. Ceiling fans are blessings from God. I've been spending a LOT of time editing footage. I'm nearly done with the footage from the play in April, and inbetween, I made a mini basketball mixtape featuring the campers from the first day. It's not too shabby if I do say so myself, the tricks of my trade have certainly made this one kid Jeremy look like a BEAST. It's set to L.A. Symphony's "10" ('Symphony men, we play to win/ rock the bomb show ten times out of ten/ we did it before we'll do it again...')

I'm happy...
expect more fruit...
songs and psalms and poems....maybe I'll finally post a screenplay...it's sho nuff been long enough...

Want for Nada
SCREAM.