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[fanboy]this is one of the best posts on soul strut maybe ever, and y'all are just going to let it fall to the second page that fast?... i think it might have been so good that dudes are intimidated to post after it, but fuck that - i'm bumping this every day for the rest of the month


p.s. - james, do you have a blog or somewhere that you write on a regular basis?... i could read that shit all day[/fanboy]
 
Wal-Marts
Oh shit! Yes! You're in the Bay, though, so wouldn't it be, like, "Wal-Morts"?

But whatchall know about "the sugars"? As in, "I went up the Wal-Mark to get my medicine for the sugars."

Anyway, two somewhat gully aspects of my neighborhood's Department of Parks and Rec-sponsored Autumn Harvest Halloween Kid's Action Squad Team Fall Festival Jumpoff for Young Youth thing this past weekend:
- DJ Clueless outside the Happy Castle (what's up, D!)--you know, one of those inflatable bouncy castle-shaped jernts, teeming with three- and four-year olds--setting it off lovely questionably with FutureSexLoveSound played in its entirety.
- Dude dressed as a scary clown--makeup, red dreads, glowing eyes, fangs, straightjacket, etc.--posted up by the petting zoo, supremely creeping out parents, kids, and animals alike. I can hear him with his boys afterwards: "Miniature goats was straight shook, son!"


(And thanks for the kind words, sonofsam. No, no blog or anything. I'm awfully moody.)
 
Wal-Marts
Oh shit! Yes! You're in the Bay, though, so wouldn't it be, like, "Wal-Morts"?

But whatchall know about "the sugars"? As in, "I went up the Wal-Mark to get my medicine for the sugars."

On a related note...

When I used to work at the post office in college, one of my coworkers listened to the Winans on her Walkman to get through the day. As she put it, "I find THE WININGS (!!!) can be really inspirational!"

But then again, I can't talk - I keep trying to fight the temptation to add an "s" to Dusty Groove. I don't know, Dusty Grooves just rolls off the tongue better.
 
I think it's all about applying a possessive to your average shop, as if it were still "Steve's cookies" or some such. Some folks have even been caught on the celly piece referring to my shop as "Goods"...