My weekend was cool. Saw hotel Rwanda, which was excellent. Would have enjoyed it more if I ain't have to go to Rivertowne movie theatre to see it. This African cat was having a conversation throughout the movie two rows behind me. Not simply talking...a conversation. Also, I wish I didn't know so much about the actual plot, as it took away the effect because I knew what to expect (that so rhymed). Saturday was GTA: San Andreas, evading high speed police chases, stuff like that. Went to cop some movies at Wal-MArt, which officially sucks to me because their entire music selection is edited...and limited. However, copped Catch Me if You Can, The Legend of Bagger Vance and Annie on DVD. For those who want to clown, I really wanted to hate Bagger Vance the first time I saw it, but was enamored with the poetry that was fused into the dialogue and cinematography. As for Annie, Carol Burnette did her thing in that movie, hate if you wanna. After Wal-Mart, dropped by my father's crib to check him, where I wound up seeing the whole clan from that household! Sisters with all five nieces and nephews, little cousin Toya, my brother and his girl and houseguest Jackie. Insanity at its finest. While we were all there, my father decided to hold a financial seminar which was hella cool. I, fortunately, was familiar with most of the stuff he mentioned; but folks need to do stuff like that more often for their children.
Also, God truly is good. Yeah, and I mean that, potna! Most of the times, when I drive, I'll do a little prayer before I set out on the road...not just for me, but all my loved ones as well. I believe that prayer has prevented loved ones from gaining even a scratch in recent accidents that have totalled automobiles. I believe that prayer protected myself and the lil' homie Lynn. Yeah, so last night, what you know about evading a high speed police chase in which the suspect is driving upwards of 80 mph on the wrong side of the road straight at you around a bend?! Yeah, could have been a lot different, but the kid was saved last night, y'know?
Prior to that (have to tell this story buddy, sorry), what you know about the last 55 seconds of the superbowl being erased by one of my friends (as we were behind the rest of the world and watching the game on TiVo)? Sheer comedy. Nobody was mad, but she took it really hard and swore cats were mad. I simply thought is was grounds for clowning for years to come. It's funny because I always joke with her that remote controls belong in a man's hands. Aside from that, American Dad was highly offensive and insensitive to many cultures and many people. So naturally, I thought the shit was hilarious. Don't think it will stay on as long as Family Guy, as it's definately more political, and we know what happens to political humor, right? That's right, the take it out of the newspaper and write nasty letters about it...the Boondocks is still that fire, though.