Of hags, shorties, and cholos...and ampersands!?

It's an interesting turn of events I had today. As I went off for some more Anime Expo Staff debriefings, I passed by some chairs being set up in front of the Juanita Millender-McDonald Community Center. down at Admiral Kidd Park. The dedication ceremony was today.

A old hag, perhaps drugged, HIV-positive, divorced many times over and asking to be arrested for public disturbance bumped into one of my fellow staff members at the Haskett Library. Seriously, out of all the places she would pick a fight with...why the bloody hell would she pick the local library? There are people who suffer brain explosions, and there are people who are acting like their brain already went to smithereens a long-ass time ago.

Could you believe that?

After my second orientation at the SPJA Office, where we did some arts and crafts for the room we would be distributing the passes at, I passed by some rap fans asking for what I got in my backpack, It was zipped tight. I said, "I don't have anything to give you. Quit asking me, punks."

That's when I found out that the Honda Center was throwing a concert called Powerhouse. It was the showcase event sponsored by Power 106, the local hip-hop radio station. Long lines of cars, and parking signs all around. I just shook my head. This was the type of place where I could be blasted by someone I don't know, and wouldn't want to know.

I passed by the archetypical group of rap concert-goers, consisting of a girl (also know as a "shorty") with five other guys taller than her. Out of my way, crew. I got to the bus stop near a gas station. A couple of poor cholos said, "Hey, do you have five dollars? We need it for gas." I replied, "That's why I use public transportation. I don't have anything to give you."

And even if I did, well; it would be going to spending at AX anyway. The bus came, and I was able to get the hell outta there in a hurry.

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Hmph. Cue the cross vein of anger.

A Quik Prediction

So I talked with DJ Quik after the Pyramid Pep Rally Remix. He was signing autographs. I said to him “Yo DJ Quik, what will be the score on Saturday?”
He said, :”In basketball? Who are they playing?”
I said, “UC Davis.”
Quik was flabbergasted. “UC Davis!?” After a pause, he said, “I think it will be…70-58.”
“70-58 Long Beach?”
“That’s what I think.”
To make a prediction for a defensive game marked by possible shabby, dubious play reeking with sloppiness, and the Beach performing against the spread for the second straight game takes guts. I will give him that as I walked to the bus stop, Quik still signing autographs.

70-58, Long Beach State. My, my. I really won’t comment on anything else other than, “Whoa.” It's a good thing the bookkeepers are leaving this match alone.