I'm blown, and not in that good Las Vegas way either. I just called the cops on one of my neighbors, and it feels like I'm on Lil' Cease status for doing so. (Please don't get it twisted, I'm not one who subscribes to the notion of lying to the Grand Jury, especially when they already have made their case. Shit like that could cost you, I don't know, a year and a day, maybe. I'm middle of the road on that one, but, it ain't me or none of mie, so I don't trip off of it too much. But, I digress.) I called the cops, not on some snitch shit, but on some, "I think this chick next door just got her ass beat. What am I supposed to think when I hear thumping on the walls and sobs of "No, no, no!"? Well, they could have been fuckin' smart ass, but this ain't the time for jokes. This didn't sound like throes of ecstacy type shit, and I have pesonal shit that makes this a sensitive topic for me.
Needless to say, I was perfectly willing to go over and knock on the door, but in case this was what I supsected, and old boy was still felling froggy, I figured it'd be best to do so with the appearance of a united front, i.e. get a male neighbor. I don't want to get in nobody's drama, especially where I live; that makes things way too complicated, epecially since I live right next door (sigh). On a side noe, I did go over there once on some "Is everything alright business?", but she said it was cool. Mind you, prior to me going over, there were raised voices, profanity, statements like, "Get outta my way", "Get off of me". Hell, right before I knocked on the door, it sounded like shit had just turned physical. I'm sure it did, because if it didn't just get raw, it wouldn't have gone dead silent before she answered the door.
So, I am blown on many levels. If she did get her ass beat, I'm blown. If this is a consistent thing, I'm blown. That I, a complete stranger, had to get involved...I'm blown. I don't know who dude is, or what he looks like, but he may know me. This dude might be petty and try to catch me slip[ping. Now, this may all blow over, and I pray for both of them that it's not what it is, and if so, they both seek help. But, we have all heard the stories of dumb shit happening to other folks because someone else got caught being dumb. I have no intention of being that person.
Which leads into a larger question, what does love have to do with domestic violence? Is it love, or lack of self-love? Emotional dependence? What is it, because as a man, I just can't understand why a woman would allow herself to be abused, especially under the premise of love. There is no justification that can be given for letting that go down...okay, I'm getting a little peeved. I'm blown because the due I went to, who seems all "community-oriented" was like, "Call the cops". Now he may be community-oriented, and he may have been right...but, I feel like, once those cops leave...it's just the folks who live here. I'm not the most social guy to those I don't know, so I don't know many of my neighbors.
[Cops just got here...I type slow, so it may have been about 15- 20 minutes to respond]
Now, question: If I was wrong, which I doubt, should I feel bad for calling the whoas? Let's dialogue about some of these questions, for real ya'll. Email, message/bored? and blog comments...make it happen.
Who said living in the stix was all peaches and cream? I need to do some reading...

I think it may be about time for LeeThePoet.com, version 4.0. What do you think?

So, this past weekend was filled with much goodness. Although my Wizards squad lost a heartbreaker on Friday, they did manage to redeem themselves on Sunday by beating Cleveland by the largest margin in the series thus far (yeah, I just wrote, "thus"...but it's fitting, yes?). Tonight's game is extremely critical, so we need to go into Cleveland and stomp these jokers out. Aside from that though, I reconciled with my best friend ever, and we have mutually decided to take the slow road to rebuilding. I feel really good about this, as my friendship with this person outweighs anything else our relationship has been about (or not been about). This was my ace, so that is by far the highlight of my weekend.
Also saw Akeelah and the Bee with a vivacious vixen who I kick it with from time to time. It's hard for us to connect, but I enjoy spending time with her. I find myself highly attracted to her (physically, and have been since day one), and I genuinely dig her company. However, I still haven't gotten that butterfly feeling, that feeling to let you know, "Yeah, this is official". Not that I must have that feeling, just don't know where this is going...and, ambiguity is no longer becoming of the kid.
On another note, heard from a friend of mine who has been avoiding me (I'm sure)...just joking. But, you know how it is when you don't hear from people for a long time... So, we rapped a bit as well. Didn't realize how much I missed her. Now, I simply have to put an APB out on my homie H.H., and everything will be all good.
Listening to Prince right now, the Batman soundtrack is playing currently, this dude is a genius. Wow. Oops, now Gorillaz first LP is playing. I need some new music; from what I heard of Gost's new joint, that thang seems to be off the hook. Cartoon Network has already dubbed it the hip hop LP of the year. It's classic Ghost, I must admit. I'll cop that sometime in the near now, though.
Lastly, working on the website of my boy, O, who does production. this is my first Flash-based site, so this is taking longer because I'm, learning as I go. But, the joint is looking pretty fresh, though. This is definately my best design to date, but, Flash does allow the designer more freedom than traditional HTML. My aim is step up my CSS skills over the next year or so to give my static HTML designs more flexibility and flavor. The joint I'm working on now is about 75- 80% done, though, so I'm hapopy about that. I've used the word "though" a lot in this entry. The site will be the home base for Juice Factory Music, so keep an eye and ear out for that, as it will be the sound feuling my solo EP project, too. More on that in a bit. Back to work!