Since I rarely have any human interaction, vine is a difficult new app for me to use. I can’t just vine cool people, places, or things whenever I want. Instead, I resort to using it for shit like this. Rap shit. Who says I got nothing going for me? Enjoy.
Old people: click the volume button on the top left side of the vine embed for noise.
Yesterday, the part of the Internet that cares about what happens with Wu-Tang was all abuzz about this tweet from the official Wu acct
Apparently things are now all good (until they’re not again). One person I can guarantee isn’t holding things up on his end is the mighty Cappadonna a/k/a the Cab Driver. For no apparent reason other than he’s just nice like that, Cappa has been putting in work with a couple of scene-stealing cameos on recent projects. Now I should preface this: if you need a primer on Cappa’s style, just stop right here because you won’t get the rest of the post. Yes, it doesn’t always rhyme (like his entire verse from “Triumph”). Yes, he’s an unrepentant shit talker for a guy who was once a gypsy cab driver in Baltimore. But there’s an art to his darts. And he’s been twistin them shits from the heart recently.
You know I am kinda fascinated by watching airlines crash.
Maybe it has something to do with LOST.. or the fact that I fly almost every week..
I often feel as though I am going to die in a plane crash. I just do not think humans were meant to fly. It seems completely unnatural. Also – commercial airline technology has not really improved at all. We are using the same basic design since the 60s. Can we not build a safer / roomier plane?
Anyway – 7 people lost their lives in this crash. My thoughts are with their families.
[The OG video has been removed from YouTube, but you can still see it here].
We’ve all been there–staring across at the rubber bucket, the glass milk bottle, or the hopelessly mis-sized basketball hoop with the certainty that where thousands of other players have failed, we would succeed in turning our hard earned cash into a big fucking stuffed panda at the carnival game booth, thus beating the system and proving that even within this cruel, dispassionate universe, the strength of one man’s will could momentarily supersede the cold, rigid laws of physics and carnival economics.
Because in real life, unless you’re a cute girl or little kid playing one of these games, those laws never fail. Newton’s rules of physics always apply, as does the old adage “Never lose your life savings to a carnie at the ‘Tubs of Fun’ booth.”
Aside from ticking off every box in the list of stereotypes about people who lose their life savings at a parking lot carnival, Henry Gribbohm is haunted with the constant reminder of his failure: a big stuffed dreadlocked banana, fated to haunt him forever with his mouth twisted into a mocking smile.