Thursday, February 7, 2008

Urgency Poem

Time to Step Up

Time to step up
'Bout time I became a man
To trade paper for paper
Degree for a dollar
Dignity for a dime
Still hard to swallow
The fact that I can’t
use the alphabet
A B C D F
To measure my success

Time to step up
Time to feed the family
Counting on me
The mouth won’t feed itself
But the stomach gon’ eat itself
Unless I “get up and find a job”
I could do that interview
Or I could lose my point of view
And smile through my teeth
Place myself beneath
The insecure and the weak

Time to step up
Time to use numbers
To price my worth
Why must I
Lie
To provide
And survive
I’m not ready
Hurry!!!
Before the real world people get me
And sell me

Time to step up
Time running out
Running out of moves
Someone stop the world
Let go! Let go!
Land of 9-5s
Cufflinks and ties
Nowhere to hide

-Cas Ruffin

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Shoutout to Blackberry

Hello world,

I guess this post is really just a reminder of how fast time flies by. I wanted to write something thought-provoking, but it's really difficult to come up with something on the spot. I don't usually talk about my life on the blog because it usually doesn't stimulate any of the more complicated thought processes. But I will talk about my new friend: Mr. Blackberry. There's a long history between me and my phone. For longer than I can remember, the weapon of choice was the Nokia 3390. I had other phones but they never quite compared to that particular champion phone for high school students. The other phones were either too slow, had bad picture quality, needed to be flipped in order to answer a call (which sucks btw), or the ringtones weren't dope enough. The 3390 was just so good at the basics: fast calls, intuitive text messages, and composer to make your own ringtones. Popular ones included Differences by Ginuwine, Wanksta by 50 Cent, and So Fresh So Clean by Outkast. When camera phones came out, I scoffed at the excess and the poor performance of the simplest functions. But now I realized I've been ignorant to the potential of the best phones out there. I'm not going to plug Blackberry but if you google chat me, aim me, send me an e-mail, text me, call me, or facebook message me, I will receive it in real time. Today's a new day for the technological era. Although the 3390 might be outdated, I gotta pay homage to it because it is a phone that made the Blackberry what it is. Come to think of it, the landline telephone, the telegraph, and the tin cans tied together with string all deserve some love.
Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Phone test

Phone test phone test 1...2 amazing
Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

Phone test

Phone test phone test 1...2 amazing
Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

Friday, November 16, 2007

Earl in Miami

below: you go to the naked beach yet?!?!!?
abon: LOL
abon: nah not yet
abon: but i did see someone who was "bottomless"
abon: u heard of "topless"
abon: but oh shit, bottomless

Success Sucks

This is a shame.

Fans boo and walk out after Amy Winehouse gives atrocious performance

It's a shame because she is one of the brighter stars worth turning your neck for in our age. But really, these are the stories that make up most of today's headlines. People often say that success can take you far. But "sky is the limit" is not always the case for today's type of success. It is more like "how deep is the pit." It sucks because there are no warning signs for success the way there is D.A.R.E. for drugs. We are taught to be become successful, no matter how many times we fail. However, there are no lessons for when you are at the top. There is no enemy to conquer on the mountain except yourself, and how do you win against yourself? It is not a clear-cut two-sided battle between right and wrong. For celebrities, it could mean to keep on chasing what you've been chasing your whole life at the cost of self-destruction or it could mean disappearing into mediocrity and obscurity, conditions of which the psychological effects should not be under-exaggerated, but hopefully gaining a peace of mind in the process. If you do happen to find yourself in one of those self-destructive type of positions of success, how are you supposed to get out? Think about it. That's like a crackhead who shoots up and they pay him for it and give him an exorbitant amount of fame and attention. For some people, that's their life. There will always be rehab for drugs and alcohol, but there is no rehab for success. The only rehab for success is failure. And from personal experience, looking in the mirror after any failure, especially the large ones, is the hardest thing to do.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Oh sh*t

Oh sh*t

Ballet Class Crank