The Sky is A Gypsy

Before hitting 11 South yesterday I had to make a pitstop at a UES chicken joint. That’s right homosapiens on the UES eat fried chicken as well as the personage of 11 South. So, I made my way with Artie in toe to a HSBC ATM for greenback reinforcements. While inside a woman of the caucasian persuasion knocked on the door. Artie looked at her, she knocked again Artie looked at her. She finally put 2 and 2 together and decided to open the door, a la Atm card. I want to ask everyone out there in blogland, did she think Artie was the HSBC doormen. I don’t know what she was thinking but on entering she asked baffled, "did you think I was going to rob the atm," Artie's reply, "I don't take chances, you know this neighborhood, you folks steal people let alone money".

Again, I love my friends.

Tonight hang time with Basia and Douglas after work, then who knows the sky's the limit, I hope you guys order or make dinner.

4.4.2006

URB Magazine Prsents Disco D
10pm, SOB's (204 Varick at W. Houston)
Free with URB RSVP by 5pm, URB celebrated their April issue release with ex-ghetto tech-house genius/current hiphop/baile funk super-producer Disco D. Braza, DJ Sujinho & Cassiano join.

Bunny Chow
Cain 544 West 27th St, 10pm.
Cain on a Tuesday night has been known to be dangerous. D'Nice one of the few original DJs from the old school. I love hip hop, but hip hop doesn't love me.