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top 5 greatest underdogs.

this list isn’t really the 5 greatest underdogs of all time. but it’s how i’m feeling right now.

5. daniel larusso, bka daniel-san, from karate kid I - III and forrest gump, from forrest gump (tie). any scrawny kid who makes the cross country trip to the left coast, bags a dime piece for his wifey, and beats up the bad guy at the end is a star to me. RIP mr. myiagi. i actually teared up when i read about his death. and who didn’t hate on forrest? he had worse luck in his life than michael jordan in vegas, and still made it out alive. incredible story. shout out to lieutenant dan.

4. stephen curry, shooting guard for the davidson wildcats. i didn’t know who this guy was until i saw this year’s NCAA tourney games. his swag is impeccable. he’s humble. he did things i didn’t even think were possible for a guy his size, and he took an unknown team farther than anybody else would have thought. his wikipedia entry does him justice, but his youtube highlights are just bonkers. nobody should be able to legally hit 3’s from that deep. that’s like, abyss deep.

3. the guy in “…and he gets the girl” by lupe fiasco. just listen, and you’ll co-sign.

2. barack obama, illinois senator and leading democratic candidate for president, ‘08-’12. if you frequent the blog, you’ve seen some of the many haters and doubters he’s got. and who would of thought it, huh. grew up with no father. dabbled in the party life as a teen. took a chill pill, got his life together, and started making power moves. he’s (relatively) young, black, and living in america. odds against him like sh!t. but his willpower, his infectious personality, and his charisma puts him in the lead. he all but bumped hillary out of the picture. plus, the man can BALL! and he recently stopped smoking, too. great work, sir.

1. rocky, from rocky I - V & rocky balboa. nobody believed, except him, pauly, and adrian. and he came through in the clutch. sometimes, even when you lose, you win. the movie poster for the oscar-winning original hung in the middle of my dorm room last year.

i need feedback from the peanut gallery. throw some more names out there, and i’ll let you know how i feel about them. i know i’m missing some, so don’t chastise. just add to the list.

p.s.: nostalgic picture, huh. who used to watch this show besides me?

it’s a celebration, snitches.

yerp

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i’m 22 years of age today. so add 21 candles to that cake, and that’s what i’ll be blowing out. sike, i don’t even like cake.

i don’t make a big deal out of birthdays, but i can say that i am blessed to have made it this far. no speeches or anything wild, just saying thanks to all my homies who support me, whether i know you for real, or you’re my homie on twitter. ha. but really though, i appreciate all that shit. special shout out to the family, too.

enjoy the blog for the day. just some chill stuff, man. videos, music, all that. dig deep into the archives, comment, spread the word, all that good stuff. thanks again.

where’s the dark skinned love?!

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press play, trust me.

where the %#! is the love for the dark skinned people out there in the media world!?

the other day, my homie anya told me to check out an episode of the tyra banks show. i sat in awe as i watched confused black women defending their decision to bleach their skin (and in one case, their little kid’s skin, too. oh boy.) to appear much lighter than their original skin tone.

didn’t y’all bammas see what happened to michael jackson!?

while every other person was up there on stage, sounding as ridiculous as chappelle on MTV cribs, only one of the young women made some sense to me. through tears, she explained the actual reason she turned to chemicals to alter her skin. “when i go out, all the guys say to me and my lighter girlfriends, ‘y’all would be a sexy group of ladies without her,’ and it’s made me hate the way i am.”

damn, man. i wasn’t too surprised, though. i’ve heard a lot of people, even my own friends talk about how that girl is “too dark.” everybody’s heard that joke “he’s darker than wesley snipes,” right? essentially, this is racism. some form of it, anyway.

for every dark skinned celebrity out there, you can name like 30 light skinned ones. don’t challenge that, either. it’s a fact. you name tyrese, and i name cuba gooding jr, boris kodjoe, rick fox, and will smith. and the light skinned guys were easier to name than my man from baby boy. if we went to females, the data would be even more reckless. why doesn’t the media have much more dark skinned role models? or at least, people in the spotlight?

disgraced chicago rapper yung berg recently made some strong comments towards females that didn’t pass the brown paper bag test on a radio show:

“i’m kinda racist… i don’t really like dark butts too much… it’s rare that i do dark butts. like really rare…it’s like, no darker than me.”

DARK BUTTS!? hold up though, he doesn’t stop there.

“i love the pool test…jump in the pool exactly like you are and you don’t come out looking better wet then you were before you got in the pool then that’s not a good look”.

essentially, berg thinks that if a “dark butt” jumps in the pool, she’ll come out with a fro like lauryn hill and skin ashy enough to play a mean game of tic-tac-toe on.

luckily, some dark skinned ladies out there raised some ruckus, and he it got rocked. badly. so bad, in fact, that he had to do this.

this was like mid-july or something. his career has been on a downward slope ever since. the sad reality is, he was bold enough to speak his mind. he definitely isn’t alone in that thought process; he just didn’t have a good enough publicist who could stop those words from coming out of his peanut-sized head.

the point i’m trying to make is, give me some more dark skinned people to appreciate out in the media. we have plenty of them out in the world, i’ve seen them everywhere i go. so get them some better roles in TV and movie shows. let me get a vanity fair cover, or a cosmo joint too. entertainers, don’t do the yung berg thing. appreciate those darker toned folk! i told ryan leslie how i felt the other day, and he was like, “i hear you, modi.”

yeaaaah, ryan!

put that word to sleep, young.

we bury words out here. thanks, PMD. the same goes to grind. that word sucks. don’t ever tell me you’re on your grind. and if i use it, slap me.

what were you doing when the towers collapsed?

i feel like people have forgotten that this is a day america was tested. there’s more coverage on kanye’s arrest today than 9-11’s anniversary. i don’t even know if that’s a bad thing, to be honest, but worth mentioning at least.

do you remember what you were doing?

i respect chamillionaire’s hustle.

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chamillionaire is among the best & successful mainstream rappers today, without a doubt.

don’t even try and argue with that statement. you too, duke! ha. his marketing scheme has been ahead of the curve, even when he was selling records out of his trunk and through mom & pop stores all over the south.
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how to be black!

i hate when black people talk about the way other black people talk. you always hear somebody make fun of somebody who sounds “too white,” and that’s crazy to me.

what is sounding white, anyway!? i never got it. if you grew up in the suburbs, most of which tend to have substantially less black people than areas closer to the city, and you went to a private school, most of which are more expensive and not very diverse, then the chances are, you will grow up to be a product of your environment. so how can anybody be stupid enough to say something like “you aren’t black enough?” what is black?

i thought about all of this after reading this article on bill cosby’s daughter, evin. peep the excerpt:

“My own people used to say to me, ‘You speak like a white woman.’ What does that even mean, anyway? Everyone has their way of speaking and living their life. No one should be judging and assuming that because I’m black, I have to speak in that hip-hop way. That’s something I prefer not to do.”

oh boy! the hip hop way!? i don’t know about all that, evin. but i while she may have offended a bunch of black people with that statement, i know what she’s trying to say. and i co-sign. somebody once told me, jokingly, that i wasn’t really black. and i said, “i’m nigerian. i’m the blackest you can get. when you get there, let me know.” got’em. lifestyle defines everything. take a sociology class and your mind realizes all this stuff.

don’t take it from me, though. just let my man remington wallace burnett break it down for you. LOL. this is a must watch!

the last proof i wrote in math class.

this is probably why i failed 8th grade math.

but it’s true though.

blogroll reciprocation.

i realized that i don’t show enough love to people with blogs who support my blog hard on my link section.

that link section, my friends, is known as the blogroll. i look at the blogroll like a red carpet, or a VIP section @ the house that freddie brown built. people who are in that section sipping on those expensive drinks are both friends and business partners with whom you’ve built a sturdy relationship. you trust them, and they trust you. a sense of unity is found there.

if you support DCtoBC.com, throw the link in the comment section. i’ll get you back if i believe you really check the site and comment and all that good stuff.

i’m on vacation…

…to a place with sand, water, and females who look like video vixens. so i’ll holler at everybody on monday. i just got that itinerary, and it’s looking like i’m about to rack up a few frequent flyer miles:

6 am!? goodness. i’ll be on chill mode, regardless. no updates for a minute.

i’ll be there. i swear to god. don’t ask me how i finagled it, but just call it a gift from a family member. i found out today that it was official with an e-mail in the inbox. i earned it.

as i celebrate the end of summer school and take in the last four weeks of summer time, i encourage everybody to go out with a bang. do everything you haven’t done yet, before this good weather disappears.

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download: 213 (snoop, warren g, & nate dogg) - another summer

“it feels good to see another summer…”

to stay occupied, dig deep into the archives. i have some cool stuff in there, i promise. also, hit that blogroll on the left-hand side. i got plenty of vicious sites to keep you busy while i’m out of commission.

AND, all DMV artists, whether you’re known around the area or not, send me music so i can make the most crucial july/august 2008 DMV mixtape of all time. if you can do that for me, then we’re in business. the june joint is a few posts below this, so scoop it. shout out to 2 dope boyz for keeping it trill with me, and getting me more traffic than the highways in LA. and dylan for making the crucial cover art for that DMV joint. and JD for launching those blast off mixtapes into the atmosphere. the biggest shout out, however, goes to anna fish, who made allllll the artwork you see affiliated with DC to BC. she’s grinding out there. get at her if you need some work done. and to everybody sending e-mails our way: i’ll get back to you all eventually.

peace.

mekhi epps. i mean omar phifer.

after much deliberation and a thorough google images search, i’ve concluded that african-american actors mekhi phifer and omar epps are in fact are the same damn person .

really. i wikipedia’d both of them. they both grew up in NYC, raised in single parent households by mothers who were teachers. they’re the same age, born merely months apart. they’ve both been cast in similar roles. still don’t believe me? allow me to elaborate.

they’ve both played hip hop enthusiasts; omar played a young quincy, aka "Q," an up-and-coming dj who somehow got caught up with a reckless tupac and his juice , while you may remember have seeing mekhi alongside mr. mathers in 8 mile , with a set of faux sh!tlocks dreadlocks. the same thing goes for the two as

basketball stars (epps in love and basketball , mekhi in O ). even their filming patterns are strikingly similar, as each of them have acted in somewhere between 22 and 25 movies. also have both successfully stepped out of that role and took doctor roles on the hit drama ER. granted, they were on the show at different times (omar in the late ’90’s and phife dawg is on it like right now i think), but you see what i’m saying!? how aren’t these guys the same? i wouldn’t be surprised if they both dated sanaa lathan at some point in time. not saying she’s a roller, but i’m just saying. they’ve managed to co-exist in hollywood, despite their similarities.

i like omar because he has substantially more swag, but i think at this point in the game, mekhi has a steady paycheck coming in. i hate to say this, but omar needs to stop doing those BET blackbuster joints and get back to the silver screen. immediately. join larenz tate, will smith, denzel washington, terrence howard, cuba gooding jr., and morgan freeman as the last successful black actors standing, because they’re getting gorilla zoe type money. well, actually…i don’t know about larenz. that man needs to get his money back up. i haven’t seen him star in a film since dead presidents , and i haven’t seen him since crash . and he or his crew always ends up getting shafted in every movie. i dare you to name one where that doesn’t happen.

but like i said, my main point is that there’s no real difference, and they should be a package, dubbed mekhi epps. or omar phifer. why not get together and make more money, like the dude on the clipse’s "hello new world " was mumbling about. you clipse fans know exactly what i’m talking about! it’s like 3 minutes deep in the track. that OG was so sincere.

and that’s how i’m going. am i alone on this one? let me know.

america’s next best dance crew is the best show on tv.

america’s next best dance crew is by far the best thing on TV. if you haven’t seen it, you better click that link. because you’re in for the most crucial MTV show since the real world.

super cr3w is the team to beat right now, but fanny pak has the baddest chick in the whole joint, hands down.


i know, right? i won’t give out her government name, so let’s just call her young tiff. she is so bad that i sent her a facebook message. i had to facebook stalk, my back was up against the wall. i figured, i could be as creepy as i wanna be. she’s on the left coast, so we’ll never ever meet. and if she played me, i’d take a minor L. nobody would really know.

who wants to see the convo to see if she carried me!? let’s get it.

me (6.22.08, 2:16 pm): this probably sounds crazy. but you are the sexiest girl i’ve seen. lol. ever.

young tiff (6.22.08, 4:24 pm): awwww thank you sooooo much!

me (6.22.08, 6:48 pm): ha no problem. good luck on the show. no groupie shit. i just had to say it though.

young tiff (6.23.08, 1:10 pm): hahaha for sure! Good lucks are always appreciated:)

me (right now. meaning like a few seconds before i click “publish” for this post to be on the blog): lol and i just blogged about this convo. but don’t worry i didn’t put ur name or anything out there.

i actually did kind of put her name out there. i hope she won’t get mad. i gave her the link. let’s see what she does with it. i really just hope she reads more than this one blog entry so she can know i’m not crazy.

the DMV embraces the boogie bots because they are holding their own for our area on america’s best dance crew. they deserve their props, too. and can we talk about AC slater? his career jumped off the minute he stopped shooting saved by the bell. how you think zach feels?

i’ve just found the best breakers in the world, considering their circumstances. there’s no way you’ve seen anything like it. i guarantee. they need to hit season 3 next year.

props to the internet goon. and why didn’t my mom put me in dance when i was young? probably because they put me in gymnastics instead. and look how i turned out.

back to school.

i’m making a power move back to the bean for a brief stint with boston george and a few classes. kinda like this guy:

you gotta play this song before you read all of this stuff. i like giving people theme music so you can see how i picture things. please.

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shout out to everybody who made that last two months back home crucial. and shout out to tahir who says he checks the blog regularly, ha. and shout out to everybody who threw a party or a get together, because they were all vicious. shout out to nas vegas for the constant scoops and whip appeal. shout out to lenny for introducing me to beautiful howard women. shout out to mr. goode for just being the ultimate power mover and never loafing. shout out to cori for the gold’s gym connect, even though i’m fairly sure she’ll never read this. shout out to mr. freddie brown for running the city. and everybody else who was around and i kicked it with. yeah, i just gave some shout outs like the liner notes of an album.

whoever’s in boston, hit me up. i’ll be posted up like a mailbox in the dorms. jobless, whipless, girl-less. that means no real power moves, no dates, no new purchases or pick ups, and no late night excursions. just some A’s on the summer transcript. basically, in some woeful circumstances. and i’ll still be updating the joint on the regular.

oh, and someone let me know what the move is 4th of july.

caribbean carnival ‘08. don’t loaf.

if it’s saturday, june 28th, and you’re in this blog, you need to get off. immediately.

it’s caribbean day carnival, and that dime in the picture? that’s my weekend breezy. we’ll be slow winding alllll night. go find you one too, girls and guys. let’s get it. oh, and btw, red ink KILLED it tonight. i’m still leaning off that $2 rum and coke. well, 5 of them. shout out to barry, shout out to kendra, i love her like a sister.

let’s get it though. see me in the gym in the AM, cori. yzr.

[beef] neyo throws a bow @ chris breezy!

neyo aka cranius maximus has decided to cause problems with young chris breezy.

hold up though.

good god! a conehead!

i’m sorry. anyway, he threw a vicious elbow to the eye socket of chris breezy. apparently, the two have been bickering about who the better artist is. chris says his voice is better, while ne-yo says his money stretches longer than an athlete at a track meet. they both flow/sing over wayne’s “a milli,” but while mr. breezy is just flowing to flow, ne-yo blindsides chris, singling him out (without calling his name out. but we know who he’s talking to.) and ultimately dismantling him verbally. OG neyo may have the ill domehead (RIP heath), but his diss track was solid. shout out to young ‘cel who threw it my way.

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chris brown’s version

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ne-yo’s version

i wonder how rihanna feels about all this. having had songs written by label mate ne-yo, yet smashing mr. breezy on a regular basis. who knows. all i know is that chris is probably posted up in his humble abode, looking like this:

and feeling about the same pressure on him as he did around the time when this happened:

good grief. film magic indeed. had to be magic. no amount of time in the gym will allow this. i’m just saying though.