I’m back home from having been working on a music video for the past six weeks. Last night was my first night out on the East Side of Nashville in a WHILE.
If any of you have ever listened to the 90’s rap group, The Pharcyde, then the title may sound familiar. I’m not sure how I was so blessed as to have a girl friend who found them, but it’s made all the difference. If you’ve never listened to The Pharcyde, then simply Google their name and there’s a few tracks you can check out. Two of my personal favorites are “Oh Shit” and “Officer”. “Officer” is a ballad of a young man just trying to drive across town… with a suspended license.
“Please, don’t pull me over, Mr. Officer.Don’t pull me over, Mr. Officer, Please.”

I have a vintage car and I live on the East Side of Nashville. This song is my theme song, most days. Speaking of living on the east side, last night a few friends took me to The French Quarter Cafe.

It was my first visit there, and it was rather enjoyable. Another first last night, I had the pleasure of hearing the local band, Deep Fried Five. The best part about being at French Quarter was the acoustics! This place is beautifully baffled. Throughout the course of the night’s jam session, an attractive brother got on bass. I immediately began to crush on him, so I text my best friend. Her cousin, Natalie, and I have only recently admitted our overwhelming love for cute, black guys dressed as hipsters (i.e. Kid Cudi).
http://66.196.80.202/babelfish/translate_url_content?.intl=fr&lp=fr_en&trurl=http://www.fubiz.net/2010/03/09/kid-cudi-pursuit-of-happiness/#more-70006(I recently told a friend about my 5 year plan that includes swooning Kid Cudi. After reading his Wikipedia page, my friend looked me in the eye and said, “I like his stuff… but as far as life partners go, you can probably do better.” I don’t know if he’s right or not, but it was really sweet.)After I drunk text my friend, the following text conversation ensued: Emma:”Natalie wants to know if he’s hipster.”Me:”No. Just funky. As hell.” Seriously, though, he was killin’ it on bass. I was done with my glass of whiskey by the time I ran into him, so I had no problem letting him know, either. I also made a few new friends and had them back over to my place to listen to my aunt’s old record collection. This inevitably lead to me bathing to the sound of “Love Cats” in the shower this morning.
Speaking of cats, I have 6. This was kind of an accident. I only had one, but she got pregnant and had 3 babies while I was working on a music video in L.A. My best friend/roommate/business partner, Emma (Jade), has a cat. When we got back from working on the music video and found out that one of our new roommates also has a cat. However, his cat is ballin’. It hangs out with me more than any of our other animals. Oh, P.S. we have a Doberman, too. He thinks he’s a cat, I think. He’s super timid and calm. He loves the kittens. The momma cat just lets him hang out with them because he’s so gentle with them.
(I know, right?!)Oh, so today I was just checking my email, and I clicked on an advertisement for the first time that I can remember. It was for coke. Come to find out, it was pretty awesome. I’m posting the link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWcSKbvNNqc
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