Voodoo Lounge v.12.1: I'm the Juggernaut, bitch!

The Blog Community

I would first off like to thank Mista J for sending me some traffic. I know my site isn't as sexual chocolate as his, but he did send me some traffic. I salute you, Mista J, educator of the free world.

NBM, the NYtimes of the Blog Set, yes I still read your site. I want to see what new things you can pull out of your hat. And I keep checking to make sure that you have some nudity on your page. It's starting to bore me! I wanna see big fat nurples! J/K. Oh yah, don't underestimate the Voodoo, not only will I paint each one of those soda can tabs, I'll also sell them, make a profit and then throw the cash at you like Mookie did in Do the Right Thing. Biaaaaaaaaatch. Yes, I'm still ghetto. I was bumpin' NWA the night I was preppin' for my dissertation.

The Blog community is pretty large, there are lots of things to read about, and almost everyone's opinion varies from one to the next. My blog goes everywhere, Mista J's does, and it seems NBM has a predilection (You understand that NBM? Big DOCTORAL words! Should I break it down into one syllable words?) for baby stuff...so NBM, feeling the urge to merge? Is that it? Spawn away, I say. I learn a lot from reading these guys' blogs. I find out what's going on in their worlds, and how we all see the same thing in different ways. Mista J is workin' over time thinking about the world and how jacked up it is, I'm thinking about the world as it pertains to shopping, shoes, and education, and NBM is busy scribblin' with his crayons. You go boy. Soon, they'll let you take that big helmet off your head and even let you not wear your chin strap!

My homie for life, Husky Boy, no not Rex, is just starting off his blog life...you can find him at the Heavy Jumbo spot. Me and Husky go back to jeez, 1988 when we first started going to school at UC Freakin D' ya heard. He lived two floors down from me. One night, my roommate, the Iron Cross, said, "Voodoo! There's a Filipino guy downstairs!" You'll have to understand UCD was kinda chalky, no disrespect, my white readers, but I was feelin' the Raisin in the Mayo vibe them days. So we went downstairs, hung out with Husky and Tasto Tasto (a take on Flava Flav), and we're now life long friends. Husky Boy is a former wrestler, and we tested his mettle, Iron Cross and I. He threw us to the ground. It was sad. It was college. It was fun. We read each other's blogs, and it's a nice way for us and the rest of the Voodoo Children world wide to know what's going on in our respective lives. I just also want to let Husky know that I'm going to wail on his ass the next opportunity I can, I've been training for 12 years and I know I can kick his Husky Rump. BRING IT!

I encourage everyone to write, it's a smart thing to do (keep at it NBM), and it's also a way to develop your brain a little. You learn so much from reading other worlds, but I contend that you learn a lot from writing your own. I'm always happy to link a site if you've got some good content. The blog community needs you!

Back to chill mode,
Voodoo

posted by Voodoo Child @ 1:27:00 AM