A lot of people are fans of someone, but I would take it a step further to say I feel a true kindred like spirit to Shawn Carter aka Jay-Z, aka HOVA, aka Jigga. Maybe it’s that I just like the sound of a young, intelligent, wildly successful black man talking brashly over Kanye beats. That’s part of it, but there is so much more to it.
It’s one of my close comedy buddies on the other end Bryson Turner saying, “Jason, Chappelle just walked into the Improv and he’s going up”. He’s speaking of the DC Improv, which has become my home club and a place where I owe everything.
A scandal you ask, how tantalizing- I’ll explain. Let me begin by saying, “You ever f*ck up so bad, you feel closer to Mel Gibson”.
What’s a current event to you isn’t a current event to five-year olds. Five-year olds current events are things like: “He peed on my ankles”, “ She said my water was ugly” and “He peed on my ankles again”. “I don’t care what Obama’s Middle East exit strategy is, no event is more current than having your ankles drizzled upon”…
I can rant for upwards of 3 hours on something as small as gas station receipts, and whenever my brain will not provide me with a suitable response in a debate my default setting is to say “Well Whooptido”.
Often times it happens without us even knowing, and work weeks become so hectic that you forget that you are “working to live”, not “living to work”.