To the 5 Boroughs
My girlfriends are now openly complaining that I'm not posting enough. And since my web stats indicate that it's no longer just them and my Dad reading, I figured I'd better step up my game. (Shout out to all the My Space and Black Planet folks who are linking! Muchos gracias. And while I'm shouting people out and pretending I can speak Spanish, hola to my friend Julie and her man Paco in Mexico. Thanks for the Kumbia Kings track.)
So...some news. Flying to NYC on Monday to go to this show and interview the man himself.

I told you I would.
I'm sure I don't have to say how excited I am to be going to the Big Apple. For one, I have been in Canada for four months straight now, which is three and half months too long for my restless self. Plus, it's New York. For all the cities I've been to this past year, nothing makes me feel like NYC. I get this burst of energy in the cab from the airport as I cross the Brooklyn Bridge (or is it the Manhattan?) and see the Chrysler Building--I just feel like, "Ahhhhhh. Thank God. Finally." I'm back where people are too busy to wait for the crosswalk lights to change, everyone is hustling as hard as me (or harder), there's stuff to do every minute of every day, there's a kazillion amazing restaurants, nail salons are as cheap as coffee (OK, I'm exaggerating a bit), and dudes talk to you on the street instead of staring like serial killers like they do in Canada. (Note to Canadian men: if you are going to holler, really, it's much better to speak up than to glare like that. It can be alarming. And creepy.)
In New York, I'm content to just ride the trains and walk for hours and nose around in bookstores and eat bagels from Zabars, because I feel fully, completely at home. I know it's strange to feel like that in a city I've never lived in--but I feel more like me there than anywhere else. I feel like less of an oddball for being what I am: an ambitious,write-like-crazy, foodie, bookworm of a hip-hop fiend. :)
Anyway, needless to say I have loads to do this weekend, so let me leave you with an interesting editorial on the state of the media from the Editor-in-Chief of CBC News (Canada's national broadcaster). And the promise that I'll blog when I'm in my favorite city in the entire world.
So...some news. Flying to NYC on Monday to go to this show and interview the man himself.

I told you I would.
I'm sure I don't have to say how excited I am to be going to the Big Apple. For one, I have been in Canada for four months straight now, which is three and half months too long for my restless self. Plus, it's New York. For all the cities I've been to this past year, nothing makes me feel like NYC. I get this burst of energy in the cab from the airport as I cross the Brooklyn Bridge (or is it the Manhattan?) and see the Chrysler Building--I just feel like, "Ahhhhhh. Thank God. Finally." I'm back where people are too busy to wait for the crosswalk lights to change, everyone is hustling as hard as me (or harder), there's stuff to do every minute of every day, there's a kazillion amazing restaurants, nail salons are as cheap as coffee (OK, I'm exaggerating a bit), and dudes talk to you on the street instead of staring like serial killers like they do in Canada. (Note to Canadian men: if you are going to holler, really, it's much better to speak up than to glare like that. It can be alarming. And creepy.)
In New York, I'm content to just ride the trains and walk for hours and nose around in bookstores and eat bagels from Zabars, because I feel fully, completely at home. I know it's strange to feel like that in a city I've never lived in--but I feel more like me there than anywhere else. I feel like less of an oddball for being what I am: an ambitious,write-like-crazy, foodie, bookworm of a hip-hop fiend. :)
Anyway, needless to say I have loads to do this weekend, so let me leave you with an interesting editorial on the state of the media from the Editor-in-Chief of CBC News (Canada's national broadcaster). And the promise that I'll blog when I'm in my favorite city in the entire world.



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