Random Ten & Yo Yo Update....

As I sit and sip some coffee, I thought to myself, 'it's been a long while since I've done a RT. So, here it is followed by an update on the hoodrats.

1. Needles - Garage a Trois from Outre Mer. This group is a side project of Stanton Moore from Galactic. One of the best drummers ever, in my opinion.

2. Less Is More - Joss Stone from Mind, Body, Soul. She has a killer voice.

3. Old Woman - K's Choice from Paradise In Me. I really like this group, and they never got the attention they deserve. This song is awesome too.

4. Ya Ya - Buckwheat Zydeco from Zydeco's Greatest Hits. This genre of music makes me feel happy.

5. For You - Tracy Chapman from self titled album.

6. Goodbye - Alicia Keys from Songs In A Minor.

7. Bonita Applebaum - A Tribe Called Quest from The Anthology. Wurd.

8. Back In The Day - Missy Elliot from Under Construction. This is one of my favorite Missy songs.

9. I Feel For You - Prince from Greatest Hits. Little purple man.

10. Rock and Roll - G. Love & Special Sauce from Philadelphonic. This is a killer track from a kick ass artist. Must dance now.


UPDATE:
All has been quiet here on the West Five Two front for the past three weeks. It appeared that Yo Yo had left for about a week and a half. The place was empty, mail piling up, etc. A few times people came and left quickly as if picking up stuff. So, we were encouraged, not to mention the massive amount of police drive bys.

That all changed this weekend. Yo Yo & her rugrats were dropped off Friday night by her number one John. They remained quiet, we remained watchful. Last night after work I was opening my living room windows, and who do I see standing in front of my house, the leader of the gang, NFL patches all over his clothes and hat, looking like a menacing retard. I called CPD to tip them off, but the dispatcher told me they weren't going to come out because it's public property.

Two hours pass by, and now there are five of them, not to mention creepy, fucked up arm, old dude from down the street. They're like fucking gremlins minus the water, add the crack. Multiplying like a nasty staph infection. They were congregating in front of my house, leaning on my porch, so I called CPD and told a white lie to get them out here.

The ghetto bird began circling, two police cruisers roll by and stop to talk to the guys. They walked back to Yo Yo's crib where her cracked out ass if finally outside asking what is going on. I then hear her say, "that lady keeps lying." Just when I and they think the police are gone, another cruiser rides up and parks on the treelawn right across from her house. The gang disperses down the street, and Yo Yo runs into the house w/ her rugrats and fucked up arm dude returns home. The police remained on the tree lawn for an hour. Good times.

The ghetto bird circled all night, and the gang stayed away. My only question to the guys is this...."If you are not doing anything wrong, why do you scatter when a cop pulls up?"

I will be continuing to harass various city officials until they make her ass leave. Although the fourth of July is coming up, and a stray bottle rocket, or 500, might do the trick.

Peace out,
MJ