Blaze a 50

Inspiration - "Blaze a 50" - Nas from the "Lost Tapes" "Blaze a 50, sit back in the drop top Azure Bentley/of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce Whitney/Brazilian candy, from Miami/masseuse, wedding ring on, lovin Celine Dion/hate rap, told me where she get cake at/ she's a part time danca, part time romanca/tries to be a mother when she gets a chance ta/left her husband, alone to raise they son hes in pampers/modeled for a year, got her bachelors degree/33 recoverin from plastic surgery/went from 34B to 36 double D/met her in San Diego at tha Super Bowl party"

What I'm Listening To: It Was Written - Nas

Question(s) I asked myself today - "What am I gonna write today for my 50th post?"

This is a milestone for me. I know it may not seem like much but this is my 50th post. I thought about going for the easy lyric for the title, but that's not my steelo (remember that word?) So instead of going for a 50 cent lyric, I chose an obscure Nas song that most people don't know. I thought about what I was going to write for #50. I considered doing a 50 things about me list, but I already did 101 things, and that shit took forever. If my new readers wanna learn about me, check it out. Then I considered I considered doing a list of my 50 favorite hip hop albums, but I did lists all week. I guess I just will take this time to reflect on my 3 months of blogging.

The first thing I noticed is that I love writing every (other) day. This blog has inspired me to start writing again. I got a couple novels I'm working on and when I'm satisfied with the language, I'm going to post an excerpt. One is a fictional biography (does that make sense?) of my father and the other is a story of a Black serial killer. I know that sounds crazy, but just wait til you read it. It's even wilder than you are thinking.

I really like the whole idea of reading other people's blogs. I like how that everybody is so different and in various parts of the world, but can still get together to vibe. I've read blogs from all over and I am amazed by the talent and honesty that people put out into cyber space. I'm also happy that so many people are checking me out (Thanks Tam and Nikki.) It really strokes my ego to read the comments and check out the site meter, which is by the way my new obsession. I'm not the most social person (okay, I'm actually anti social), so having this blog is my way of reaching out to people. It didn't start out that way. I really just wanted to write just for the sake of writing but the whole sense of being a part of a community appealed greatly to me. (Damn, what's with all the parentheses tonight?)

I also realized that I am like Rain Man when it comes to lyrics. Even I can't believe that I can come up with a lyric for almost every situation. I hope when I get old, all these rhymes in my head don't make me go crazy. I can just see myself 80 years old in a nursing home telling the nurse to "Drop it like it's hot." Or telling my grandkids about the first time I heard Biggie's "Ready To Die." It was September '94 by the way. My first junior year of college just started and I used to ride around in my VW Fox, bumping the album all day. I memorized all the lyrics in about 2 weeks and tried to put everyone at Savannah State on to the hot shit. (Yo Puffy, I need a check for that shit. Damn, more parentheses.) But my point is that my blog has made me appreciate hip hop even more than I did before.

Well, I've reached 50 posts and I'm not bored yet. In fact I'm more energized than ever. I hope this feeling lasts for awhile because I think this has been good for me. I've learned some things about myself and feel that I have grown as a writer and as a person. Now if only I could learn how to proof read and stop procrastinating, everything would be all good. Holla at y'all later and I hope you stick around to see what happens next with T. Casanova.

It was written...