Midday Update: The way things are goin' I don't know!

So at work we bring in our cds or whatever because we are all sick of the radio and the incessant yammering of commercials.

Me, being a former disgruntled Barnes and Noble employee, bring in pretty much anything that was ever in instore play that I got for free because I know it is appropriate and can be pretty much ignored (except the Greek Favorites cd which Danni gave me as a very poor joke... I hate the goddamn bouzouki). I have also brought in things like Sondre Lerche, Wilco, Paul Simon.. that sort of thing. Comfortable, safe music.

So imagine my surprise when doing my daily hour and a half of wasting time on the internets I hear from the stereo the opening licks to "Gangsta's Paradise" by the one and only Coolio.

I pretty much fell out of my chair laughing.

Cindy, being Cindy, had taken the Dangerous Minds soundtrack from her daughter's room (who is a year or two younger than me) and thinking "I liked the movie, I will certainly like the soundtrack!"

We made it through two and a half songs and about three"niggas" before she finally turned it off. It is really a shame that a nun didn't come in. That pretty much would have made my life.

Because I walk through the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left. Cause I've been blastin and laughing so long that even my mama thinks that my mind is gone. But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it. He be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of. You better watch how you talking, and where you walking or you and your homies might be lined in chalk.


Bwahahahahahahahaha. Golden.