My new HP Tablet PC shipped today. In my excitedness I check the tracking number and find out thanks to FedEx that my new tablet was proudly built in Shanghai. Thats right, China. It's official, America makes nothing useful besides porn and useless shit that you can buy off TV at 4am.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Greetings from China!
My new HP Tablet PC shipped today. In my excitedness I check the tracking number and find out thanks to FedEx that my new tablet was proudly built in Shanghai. Thats right, China. It's official, America makes nothing useful besides porn and useless shit that you can buy off TV at 4am.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
K-Hop's Official Soundtrack
Here's the official track list. Digital release coming when you goto Youtube or iTunes.
Opening credits: Lupe Fiasco - Kick, Push
Waking Up: The Beatles - A Day in the Life
First Day at School: The Who - My Generation
Falling In Love: Jimi Hendrix - Bold As Love
Fight Song: Metallica - Master of Puppets
Breaking Up: Fort Minor - Where'd You Go
Prom: Ludacris - Whats Your Fantasy
Life’s OK: Wale - Chillin
Mental Breakdown: Linkin Park - Somewhere I Belong
Driving: Led Zepplin - How Many More Times
Flashback: Steve Wonder & SRV - Superstition
Getting Back Together: John Legend - Green Light
Wedding: Sisqo - Thong Song
Birth of Child: The Who - Pinball Wizard
Final Battle: Micheal Jackson - Beat It
Death Scene: Led Zepplin - Stairway to Heaven
Funeral Song: Aerosmith - Dream On
End Credits: Chappelle ft/ John Mayer & Questlove - Diff'rent Strokes
Opening credits: Lupe Fiasco - Kick, Push
Waking Up: The Beatles - A Day in the Life
First Day at School: The Who - My Generation
Falling In Love: Jimi Hendrix - Bold As Love
Fight Song: Metallica - Master of Puppets
Breaking Up: Fort Minor - Where'd You Go
Prom: Ludacris - Whats Your Fantasy
Life’s OK: Wale - Chillin
Mental Breakdown: Linkin Park - Somewhere I Belong
Driving: Led Zepplin - How Many More Times
Flashback: Steve Wonder & SRV - Superstition
Getting Back Together: John Legend - Green Light
Wedding: Sisqo - Thong Song
Birth of Child: The Who - Pinball Wizard
Final Battle: Micheal Jackson - Beat It
Death Scene: Led Zepplin - Stairway to Heaven
Funeral Song: Aerosmith - Dream On
End Credits: Chappelle ft/ John Mayer & Questlove - Diff'rent Strokes
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
The Summer of Loaf
Long time no post. Unforgivable.
So this summer has opened up my eyes to a lot of things since I have all this time to loaf and reflect...
1) Undergrad professors here do not give a damn for the most part. They say they are here to help but that's a lie. Unless they are one of the literal handful then they are not going out of their way to help you. This goes triple + 1 if it is a CORE class. Unforgivable...
2) I drive to damn fast. Yes, first step to recovery is admittance. Well bam...there it is. I guess that blue sign that says 95 really isn't the speed limit. Touche on my nig...
3) Music is my second language. And it is a world language. I'm sure I could go to Africa and jam with some African drummers now on guitar now and we could all vibe even if we can't speak the same spoken language. YEZZIR
4) Computer repair shops suck when it goes beyond crashed hard drives and viruses. (As of this post) my laptop is in the shop for the fifth time (that's right, one two three four FIF!). EPIC FAIL.
5) I need some damn guitar effects. If someone has a Delay or Wah pedal they wanna give away, hit a brotha up :)
K-Hop, OUT!
So this summer has opened up my eyes to a lot of things since I have all this time to loaf and reflect...
1) Undergrad professors here do not give a damn for the most part. They say they are here to help but that's a lie. Unless they are one of the literal handful then they are not going out of their way to help you. This goes triple + 1 if it is a CORE class. Unforgivable...
2) I drive to damn fast. Yes, first step to recovery is admittance. Well bam...there it is. I guess that blue sign that says 95 really isn't the speed limit. Touche on my nig...
3) Music is my second language. And it is a world language. I'm sure I could go to Africa and jam with some African drummers now on guitar now and we could all vibe even if we can't speak the same spoken language. YEZZIR
4) Computer repair shops suck when it goes beyond crashed hard drives and viruses. (As of this post) my laptop is in the shop for the fifth time (that's right, one two three four FIF!). EPIC FAIL.
5) I need some damn guitar effects. If someone has a Delay or Wah pedal they wanna give away, hit a brotha up :)
K-Hop, OUT!
Monday, April 13, 2009
3-peeves
The three biggest things to urk me lately.
1) . - Thats right. A period. Why? Because of wacklab...I mean MATLAB. If you forget the period then no floating numbers for you. Yup. Just a quantized equation. t^2 is a nono but t.^2 is a-ok. SMH.
2) The Courtyards bus driver - He likes pulling off and not stopping even if you sprint for the bus. I've fallen victim to this too much in the past couple of weeks.
3) The color black - my car looks grey with shit-a-dots on it. Boo school and no place to wash a car besides the car wash that always has 20 ricers at any given hour.
1) . - Thats right. A period. Why? Because of wacklab...I mean MATLAB. If you forget the period then no floating numbers for you. Yup. Just a quantized equation. t^2 is a nono but t.^2 is a-ok. SMH.
2) The Courtyards bus driver - He likes pulling off and not stopping even if you sprint for the bus. I've fallen victim to this too much in the past couple of weeks.
3) The color black - my car looks grey with shit-a-dots on it. Boo school and no place to wash a car besides the car wash that always has 20 ricers at any given hour.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
1s and 0s

Do people even know what the hell they want out of life? We contradict ourselves so much that it's sickening. It seems technology has taken our lives over so much we forget what words we say and what they really mean. Unlike a hard drive that stores stuff and spits it back out when needed, people have those two things that thump hard when used. And always in opposition. Do we truly mean what we are saying when we say it or is it just talk? I don't know, life is turning into nothing more than ones and zeros. It is or it isn't. No more in between or outside the range.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Those dreaded locks!
Today I was at an interview for a job that I am more than qualified to do. However I was turned down upon getting to the interview. Why you may ask? My hair. Both the color and the fact they are dreadlocks. I am ok with the color issue. The dreadlock itself though? Hmp….stereotypes are alive and well I see. Let’s look at some shall we?
1.You can’t wash your hair with dreadlocks.
Uhh…are you stupid? Dreadlocks are like any other hairstyle. If you don’t take care of it then you’re head will look a hot mess. If I white person doesn’t wash their hair everyday then it’ll start getting nasty. If a black person with their hair natural (let’s just say long hair for women and shortish for men) doesn’t wash their hair every few days then it’ll get nasty too. We can talk about every ethnicities hair maintenance but bottom line is shit will start smelling and looking a mess if you don’t take care of it. Dreadlocks are no different
2. People wearing dreadlocks are just pothead hippies.
Ok, you are stupid. Dreadlocks are only associated with this because of cultural traditions that have members that do smoke. Also Rastafarians get a lot of flack because they believe smoking a damn plant is sacred. Ok, let it be and lets move on. Giving them a headache is like saying drinking wine as a sacred refreshment should be banned in Christian institutions. Get outta here with this mess…
I have never smoked. I know many locked people that have never smoked. Can we lay this to rest? Hair doesn’t dictate what substances you like to put in your body.

3. Dreadlocks are for hoodrats.
Ugh. Stereotypes piss me off. I’m just a pitbull and Crown Vic away from getting a frequent stopper card with the PG police I believe. Hair does not dictate hoodrat thangs. Hoodrat thangs dictate hoodrat thangs. This is where we really need to stop looking at outward appearance and look at things that actually matter a lil bit. “What else is there then?” Let’s see, we have community involvement, education, experience in a field…I think the point is clear. Obviously my resume will look different than a 350lbs, 6’6” Tiny that’s serving double life sentences for murder (oh, and just happens to be black with locks).
Well, at least I have 2-3 years before I join white (opps, I mean cooperate) America!
Part 2 coming soon...
1.You can’t wash your hair with dreadlocks.
Uhh…are you stupid? Dreadlocks are like any other hairstyle. If you don’t take care of it then you’re head will look a hot mess. If I white person doesn’t wash their hair everyday then it’ll start getting nasty. If a black person with their hair natural (let’s just say long hair for women and shortish for men) doesn’t wash their hair every few days then it’ll get nasty too. We can talk about every ethnicities hair maintenance but bottom line is shit will start smelling and looking a mess if you don’t take care of it. Dreadlocks are no different
2. People wearing dreadlocks are just pothead hippies.
Ok, you are stupid. Dreadlocks are only associated with this because of cultural traditions that have members that do smoke. Also Rastafarians get a lot of flack because they believe smoking a damn plant is sacred. Ok, let it be and lets move on. Giving them a headache is like saying drinking wine as a sacred refreshment should be banned in Christian institutions. Get outta here with this mess…
I have never smoked. I know many locked people that have never smoked. Can we lay this to rest? Hair doesn’t dictate what substances you like to put in your body.

3. Dreadlocks are for hoodrats.
Ugh. Stereotypes piss me off. I’m just a pitbull and Crown Vic away from getting a frequent stopper card with the PG police I believe. Hair does not dictate hoodrat thangs. Hoodrat thangs dictate hoodrat thangs. This is where we really need to stop looking at outward appearance and look at things that actually matter a lil bit. “What else is there then?” Let’s see, we have community involvement, education, experience in a field…I think the point is clear. Obviously my resume will look different than a 350lbs, 6’6” Tiny that’s serving double life sentences for murder (oh, and just happens to be black with locks).
Well, at least I have 2-3 years before I join white (opps, I mean cooperate) America!
Part 2 coming soon...
Monday, March 16, 2009
The Mustang Mentality

1964. Year of the Mustang. The year people lost their damn mind over a car.
The situation.
Red light. In the right lane yours truly in his kitted Focus. Jamming to 'Let it Rock' not paying attention. In the left lane, middle age dude in a fifth generation Stang with his obviously younger blond with the big ol ballons the doctor implanted. Light turns green. I get off the line fast because that's how I drive. Ol dude guns it and pulls away from me as you hear his engine revving to redline. Sidebar: He has the single exhaust tip so that means he only has a V6 mustang...aka a punkass mustang.
This situation is fairly common among Mustang owners I see. Guy's always want to go against any car they might think has ANY kind of modifications. And if they don't see one then just drive like a general asshole. Why do these guys drive like such pricks and think they're cool? It's because they have big dicks. When I say big dicks I don't mean real dicks. I mean imaginary i type of dicks. They are only fooling themselves. Oh yea, no homo.
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