Sending out Love

[joon]

I would like to invite anyone with a positive vibe to share a Beastie Boy-life moment story with me. I have several so I will start and if you like please share. and please don't be negative.

I remember the first time I heard the BB, I was in 9th grade, (1986). I mean I had heard them, License To Ill had come out about a month before and it was all the guys in my class listened to. But I remember hearing it with joy. It was a Saturday and we were going to a track meet, boys and girls all on one big bus together. Yay boys, I remember thinking. I was kind of shy so this was about as close as I would be to boys outside of class. I had a terrible crush on a boy named Nick, who later became my first boyfriend who I said "ILY" to, oh he was a strapping young man of 15, and I loved him.
He was sitting in the back seat near the aisle because he was the cool guy who labored bringing his "boom box" from home. It was massively huge, but back then that was the only way to have portable music. They took 8 of the big ass batteries, and we all chipped in our allowences to buy them so we could "jam" all the way to where ever we were going. God I love iPods. This saturday was like the rest Nick sat in the back with everyone around him and I remember looking back at one particular moment and he was just screaming the lyrics to No Sleep til Brooklyn. I tell you at that moment my love for him and the beastie boys was sealed forever. I could never separate that moment from them. It was just so precious to my teenage throbbing heart. And that was just the beginning. 20 years later I have so many life stories where the beastie boys were in the back ground. Other bands too, but not as much. I have seen them as entertainers, philanthropists, artists, sometimes spiritual advisors. Indeed, they are not just one of my favorite bands, they too are heroes of mine in a million different ways. Do you have a story?

[Jmoney77]

I know i would of never gotton through college without "Remote Control" and "Bodhisattva Vow"!

[joon]

That is way cool. Another story. Check your HEad came out when I was about 23ish. My friend Jessica and I would come home from our shitty jobs every Friday and sit out in our front yard, drinking beers and listening to CYH until the sun went down, for at least a year. We would listen to other stuff but we always began our weekend with jimmy james. At the time, I just loved that album mainly because by then I had loved them for going on ten years, but it wasn't until about 7 years later, after I had gone through some serious shit called life, I had matured and learned some pretty hard lessons, I found myself eternally frustrated with the world, at my job people were petty and mean, the people I was surrounded with were assholes (ie. little integrity, uncompassionate) it really broke my heart. But I had to be honest and take resposibility for the fact that I was the one who put me there. (Did some serious soul searching) Just so happens, I had been studying Buddhism, Taoism and other philosophical works, I decided to use this time on the verge of my thirties to get my shit together. One fateful day at the beginning of my journey, I dug out my old CYH, figuring the BB would soothe my nerves. And to my surprise it was like I had never heard it. All the messages about Being true to yourself and not giving a damn about being tested, standing up for what was right, just really hit home. I think it was because I was in a different place maturity wise and these things crept into my sub-conscience. I was at a point were I had so little faith that people were gonna be cool (not hateful or spiteful or negative) and bam, here is such a great example of the lessons I was learning through Lao-Tzu and Kongzi, and The Gita, set to music no less. It was the same album I listened to when I was 23 but I was different and it spoke to me in such a heavy way, I became hopeful again. Suckas right me checks and then they bounce so I reach into my pocket for the fresh amount. In that I thought fuck it, if the world wants to be negative and petulant, why should I give a damn, I just had to reach down inside myself and to quote Gandhi-->"be the change I want to see in the world". I got out of that bad situation through much meditation, prayer and a great deal of hard work, I would not say it is all for the BB but as I grew and grow listening to them and studying the Tao, it is a perfect combination towards enlightenment. I was in the perfect place in my life to receive these precious messages that so complimented my religious studies, like a soundtrack to my journey. For three years I have listened to it every day almost, the album is so good with so many gems (and that is just one album), it never gets old, the rhymes are so freaking awesome and full of integrity, just love that.

[enree erzweglle]

I stumbled across the lyrics to Bodhisattva Vow when I was looking for a book by the same name. That pulled me into their music and ultimately here.

[joon]

Thanks for sharing you guys! :o

[Justin]

[QUOTE=joon]My friend Jessica and I would come home from our shitty jobs every Friday and sit out in our front yard, drinking beers and listening to CYH until the sun went down, for at least a year.[QUOTE]


Hell I'd do that right now!

[Justin]

I stumbled across the lyrics to Bodhisattva Vow when I was looking for a book by the same name. That pulled me into their music and ultimately here.

thats cool

Im basically here for the chicks

[Justin]

jimmy james if my favorate video! I love it and i love the song to. Especially the anthology version, but i like the cyh version to.

of all beastie songs..jimmy james and alright hear this still make me get out of my chair!

[Jmoney77]

I forgot to mention when things are going bad also i listen to Gratitude, always lifs my spirts up. Sometimes i even get emotional (*sniff)

[laurie_hammy]

jimmy james if my favorate video! I love it and i love the song to. Especially the anthology version, but i like the cyh version to.

of all beastie songs..jimmy james and alright hear this still make me get out of my chair!

Agreed. Your Beastie taste is very similar to myne. Alright Hear This gets me goin nuts, one of my all time fav Beastie songs for sure.

[Justin]

Agreed. Your Beastie taste is very similar to myne. Alright Hear This gets me goin nuts, one of my all time fav Beastie songs for sure.

Im the coolest of the cool

[Justin]

goddammit, ive made the mistake of listening to sounds of science again. Now ill be rappin all night long


FUCK!

[laurie_hammy]

goddammit, ive made the mistake of listening to sounds of science again. Now ill be rappin all night long


FUCK!

My twin.

[joon]

GRATITUDE...don't get me started. Damn, that is a good song, if Adrock did nothing else with his life but that song, I would still call him the King.


--What do you think? That the world owes you?
--What's gonna set you free? Look inside and you'll see. :o

[BGirl]

Well, here is just a little recent example of how the Beasties brighten my life.. since you asked, joon. :)

It's been a rough few weeks around here - lots of stress, little sleep, etc. At the same time, for the last few days I've had the trailer for AIFST open on my computer and every once in a while I'll watch it. Hearing that movie trailer voiceover guy say "Awesome, I fuckin shot that" makes me laugh every time. It's like "Thanks, I needed that."

(Laughter has healing properties, I believe it.)

[laurie_hammy]

Sending Out Love To All The Corners Of The Land
I Just Up On The Stage An Take The Mic In My Hand !!!

[Shadbells]

This is a nice thread. :)

[joon]

Thanks shads, and we try. And thank you everyone else, word to you Bgirl. I really appreciate you takin the time. Now, this thread has become one of my great stories. Ahh, it never ends with these guys. I love, love, love them. Ok, another story.
Two summers ago, as I listened to CYH incessantly, I could not get the phrase, "you can't front on that. (revelation)" and i was like--'damn straight you can't front on that, revelation.' so at work there was a guy named Denis and we would have some pretty indepth philosophical conversations between waiting on our tables, and it always began and ended with the bboys. He was so cool, kinda weird, but just so happens he had just revisited CYH too and couldnot get it out of his cd player either because after all those years, it was still so damn good. He and I never really hung out maybe once or twice outside of work but for entire shifts we would spend 3-5 minutes at a time discussing how relevant what that album was saying in our current situations in life. Man, I really loved that guy, those times, that song. You--cannot front on that.

[Space]

joon, can you tell one about pauls boutique!

[joon]

Absolutely. My friends and I used to Karaoke all the time, we would sing together us 3 and each friday night we would pick a different theme, one night rock, one night country...pop...rap. and we would dress the parts and work as a team. It was stupid but outrageously fun. This night we were gonna rap it up. My standard song by myself, that i always sang was Young MC's "Bust a move". Such a fun song. But tonight we were not doing solos, we went in and signed all of our names to 5 songs, all beasties, I was MCA, my friend jenny was "adrock" and kristi was "mike d" we tried our best to capture the image of the You Gotta Fight video, with sideways caps, big ass gold chains (Fake, make from foil and lame) and a general dishevelment. I cannot remember the order but I know we did pass the mic, sabotage and two more but we had decided when it was our last turn, unfortunately we did not get to perform straight through we had to share :mad: but on our last turn we had brought afro wigs in color and phunky sunglasses to sing Hey Ladies! We were a hit!! They loved us. We were the coolest in that karaoke bar, yeah the coolest in a karaoke bar, how sad is that. But it kikt ass. I forgot to mention, that my friends and I had practiced routines and watched the videos a million times to be as authentic as we could be. We were dorks it is true but this was in my youth and I did not give a @#$%, it was about goofin' and do crazy shit. Man I miss those carefree days. Every time I hear hey ladies or anything else on paul's boutique, man rump shaker?? that bass speaks to my soul. Also, lookin down the barrel has some extremely wicked drums and bass. I guess I am like a bass fanatic. It is like my heartbeat.
It is not my favorite album by any means, but I would not want to live with out it. (y)

[Space]

i think hey ladies is just about one of the hardest rap songs to do...


well that and right right now now...

*i like your stories joon :)

[Shadbells]

You're welcome joonbug :)

That must have been the coolest Karaoke night ever. I would have loved to have seen that.

[Space]

joon, when i read your first post in this thread, i thought you quoted me from 1994...

[steve-onpoint]

Brief but...

Just this evening, as I was getting ready for work, I was listening to the instrumental for So What'cha Want. And I was having fun. :)

Damn, I'd admire the craftsmanship.

[joon]

joon, when i read your first post in this thread, i thought you quoted me from 1994...
How so? No offense Space, but I didn't even know you in 1994. teehee

[Shadrock]

Joon, I promised, so I will deliver. :)

(Winter) 1995- On my way back home from Florida, it was a weekday I believe and it was around 7am. I was on the BQE almost at my destination when I looked over in the car next to me and seen something very exciting, MCA or his look alike. He passed us right up so I never really got to see who it was. I was listening to Pauls Boutique at the time. Everytime I go anywhere on the road, when I travel throughout NYC and out of it I am always listening to a Beastie album. Nothing like hearing the NYC love in the city where it all happens.

(Summer) 1995- Astor Place, NYC, hanging out and shopping with friends. In one store that was empty (I believe it was the Antique Boutique) my friend wanted to try on all that they had, so me and two other friends decided to go to the shop next store and look around. Another pretty exmpty place and coming down the stairs was B-Real and Bobo. May have not been the Beastie Boys as I would have hoped for but I liked Cypress Hill (at the time). So we went back to the store our friend was in to tell her who we just seen and there they were, standing at the counter. B-Real started cursing, I guess because he thought we were following them. I never looked at B-real the same but when we left we actually did see Bobo on the corner, lol.

Somewhere between in the late 90's or 2000- Walking through Main Street, Queens. Passed a guy on the street that looked just like Money Mark. I was listening to a Beastie Boys tape at the time, it was Ill Communication. I wanted to see if it was him by allowing him to listen to my headphones, but it was just a thought that came and went, as did Money Mark or his look alike.

I'll post more eventually...The 1997 Tibetan Freedom Concert, my subway travels of getting lost on the D train while listening to Pauls Boutique, and K-Rock with the Beasties in 2004.

These stories are not that interesting, but they are my memories. :)

[laurie_hammy]

Brief but...

Just this evening, as I was getting ready for work, I was listening to the instrumental for So What'cha Want. And I was having fun. :)

Damn, I'd admire the craftsmanship.

It gets me whole body squating in a forwards motion. Insanity :cool: .

[Jmoney77]

I love this thread now i can continue reading this

[joon]

okay, here we go. This is not directly about the beastie boys, but i can say that listening to them set me on the path for this to happen.
Back in the day, actually before i was even 20, after i fell for the boys, i got crazy into all kinds of rap, and at one point my faaaavorite band was DeLa Soul. Oh how i loved those hippy rhymers. This was pre-gangsta rap when we were sort of lost in hope and dance music brought us together and no one talked about guns or dyin tryin. Good times.
I was 19 and totally immersed in hip hop, every wed. night my favorite club had HH night and I was the first one there and the last one to leave. I lived in dallas at the time and me and my friends went out basically w-sun each week to dance and goof, with the rare occasion of live shows. We hung out in the old warehouse district which had been converted into a somewhat underground/alternative club area before the words underground and alternative where blythely thrown about. For those who know, this was deep ellum, anywho, there was a club that was used specifically for live shows built into an old warehouse (called Trees) where the stage was located in the block corner so that on either side of the stage there were those roll up cargo doors, which was really awesome, because when it got packed in there, it was wicked hot and between shows they would raise open those doors and air out the joint as the next band got ready, then for security reasons, when it was time for the next band, they rolled the doors down and voila!
Well, I wasn't much for live shows at the time unless it was rap and mostly just bands played there but this particular weekend was a treat. DELA SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!! Hell yeah.
Now, I should tell you i was pretty fly for a white girl and i had already decided to dedicate my life to hip hop and I looooved DeLa. Back in the day, they used to call rap groupies "jennies" (not sure if they still do) and just so--Dela had this song about a scandalous girl named 'jennifa o'jenni' who taught boys naughty stuff, i assure you nothing like myself ;) but my friends used to call me jennifa o jenni because i loved these guys and thier music, sometimes they'd just call me j. o. j. for short.
Now, i was audacious to say the least and from the moment i heard that they were coming, i began my plan. I knew the inside and out of that club and it happens that one of our friends was working security. SO saturday night rolls around and i am stoked. I waited for the opening band to finish, i cannot remember who it was even been so long. After they left the stage, like clockwork the doors roll up. Everyone sighed it was so freakin hot. My friend Christie and I walk outside to the front of the building so we are standing at the corner. Chuck our friend who was working the show starts walking towards us and on cue, Christie grabs him and pulls him aside with some bullshit story, but really as my diversion. I looked to the left, to the right, and then i made my move. I must have jumped straight up two feet onto the cement docking ledge that led to the stage and believe it or not, without a soul detecting me, i wedged myself behind the four foot speaker by the drumset. I was in the perfect spot. he he. about 2 long minutes later, i hear them roll the doors down and i am so excited i almost blow it. Patience. The mc comes on and without further ado, announces DE LA SOUUUUUUUUUUUL..
the moment i'd waited for, they began singing and to tell the truth i don't remember what, cuz all i know, is that i jumped out from behind that speaker and scared the shit out of those guys. I hugged each of them then I raised my hand like Rocky and said "don't worry--I'm..." and before I could finish like 15 of my friends scattered throughout this little venue yelled, "JENNIFA O JENNI!!!!"
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah boy. I was right in the middle. For about 30 seconds. Then Chuck, who by the way was 6'7 and skinny as a stick, scoops me off the stage and puts me on his hip like a sack of potatoes. What a sight that must have been. He takes me straight outside and as gentle as a lamb sets me on my feet. He yelled at me, Damnit, i don't need this shit from you guys, wherein i looked him in the eye and said, 'I regret nothing'. smiling that the freakin cat with a feather sticking out of my mouth.
Then it hit me and man even though that was the greatest moment ever, now i was going to miss the whole show. Little did I know, my friend Christie who was very charming had already begun negotiating my return with the argument, 'hey c'mon, this is joj'. I smoked a cigarette, and pretended to accept my fate, and with in 5 minutes, upon the condition that i stay 10 feet from the stage at all times I went back in and saw the whole show. Certainly, I agreed, and the rest as they say is history in my life. I miss that courage.

[laurie_hammy]

okay, here we go. This is not directly about the beastie boys, but i can say that listening to them set me on the path for this to happen.
Back in the day, actually before i was even 20, after i fell for the boys, i got crazy into all kinds of rap, and at one point my faaaavorite band was DeLa Soul. Oh how i loved those hippy rhymers. This was pre-gangsta rap when we were sort of lost in hope and dance music brought us together and no one talked about guns or dyin tryin. Good times.
I was 19 and totally immersed in hip hop, every wed. night my favorite club had HH night and I was the first one there and the last one to leave. I lived in dallas at the time and me and my friends went out basically w-sun each week to dance and goof, with the rare occasion of live shows. We hung out in the old warehouse district which had been converted into a somewhat underground/alternative club area before the words underground and alternative where blythely thrown about. For those who know, this was deep ellum, anywho, there was a club that was used specifically for live shows built into an old warehouse (called Trees) where the stage was located in the block corner so that on either side of the stage there were those roll up cargo doors, which was really awesome, because when it got packed in there, it was wicked hot and between shows they would raise open those doors and air out the joint as the next band got ready, then for security reasons, when it was time for the next band, they rolled the doors down and voila!
Well, I wasn't much for live shows at the time unless it was rap and mostly just bands played there but this particular weekend was a treat. DELA SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!! Hell yeah.
Now, I should tell you i was pretty fly for a white girl and i had already decided to dedicate my life to hip hop and I looooved DeLa. Back in the day, they used to call rap groupies "jennies" (not sure if they still do) and just so--Dela had this song about a scandalous girl named 'jennifa o'jenni' who taught boys naughty stuff, i assure you nothing like myself ;) but my friends used to call me jennifa o jenni because i loved these guys and thier music, sometimes they'd just call me j. o. j. for short.
Now, i was audacious to say the least and from the moment i heard that they were coming, i began my plan. I knew the inside and out of that club and it happens that one of our friends was working security. SO saturday night rolls around and i am stoked. I waited for the opening band to finish, i cannot remember who it was even been so long. After they left the stage, like clockwork the doors roll up. Everyone sighed it was so freakin hot. My friend Christie and I walk outside to the front of the building so we are standing at the corner. Chuck our friend who was working the show starts walking towards us and on cue, Christie grabs him and pulls him aside with some bullshit story, but really as my diversion. I looked to the left, to the right, and then i made my move. I must have jumped straight up two feet onto the cement docking ledge that led to the stage and believe it or not, without a soul detecting me, i wedged myself behind the four foot speaker by the drumset. I was in the perfect spot. he he. about 2 long minutes later, i hear them roll the doors down and i am so excited i almost blow it. Patience. The mc comes on and without further ado, announces DE LA SOUUUUUUUUUUUL..
the moment i'd waited for, they began singing and to tell the truth i don't remember what, cuz all i know, is that i jumped out from behind that speaker and scared the shit out of those guys. I hugged each of them then I raised my hand like Rocky and said "don't worry--I'm..." and before I could finish like 15 of my friends scattered throughout this little venue yelled, "JENNIFA O JENNI!!!!"
Yeeeeeeeeeeeah boy. I was right in the middle. For about 30 seconds. Then Chuck, who by the way was 6'7 and skinny as a stick, scoops me off the stage and puts me on his hip like a sack of potatoes. What a sight that must have been. He takes me straight outside and as gentle as a lamb sets me on my feet. He yelled at me, Damnit, i don't need this shit from you guys, wherein i looked him in the eye and said, 'I regret nothing'. smiling that the freakin cat with a feather sticking out of my mouth.
Then it hit me and man even though that was the greatest moment ever, now i was going to miss the whole show. Little did I know, my friend Christie who was very charming had already begun negotiating my return with the argument, 'hey c'mon, this is joj'. I smoked a cigarette, and pretended to accept my fate, and with in 5 minutes, upon the condition that i stay 10 feet from the stage at all times I went back in and saw the whole show. Certainly, I agreed, and the rest as they say is history in my life. I miss that courage.

Woah thats long. Wanna narrow it down for me ? haha

[Justin]

joon you have one hell of a memory.

I dont even remember what i done yesterday

[joon]

joon you have one hell of a memory.

I dont even remember what i done yesterday

It was one of those moments that just defines you. I barely remember walking to the store this morning, but I wasn't paying attention to that like i was to Dela Soul.

[Shadrock]

You lived, took chances, that's awesome. :)

[joon]

You lived, took chances, that's awesome. :)
Man, really, that is nothing. I have done some much crazier things that are not appropriate for print. It is safe to say that I did not turn away any opportunity for adventure.
Really I will try to make this one short. After this I won't bore anyone with my stories but i think this is worth sharing.
The same year I was getting into House of Pain. Love the irish, talk about sheleighlies and had a huge crush on Everlast. None of my friends were into this harder rap so I decided to go by myself to the show. I didn't mind, I liked travelling light. I got to the venue early. It was a club where the bands played on an outside stage where the back of the stage was almost to the edge of the property and was separated from the street and the sidewalk by a chain link fence. So many times when we could not get tickets to the shows there we would loiter right there and see the show through the fence.
But I would be on the inside for this one.
I got there early because I wanted to be front stage center when they came on. I was pumped up. I remember I dressed in my nicest hip hop outfit, remember it was the early 90s so bear with me, I was wearing these baggy Girbaud overalls, that i had cut off and hemmed and made into the most comfortable dance gear ever, at the time I was into wearing silk ties with white long sleeve shirts with my overalls, kinda a country/city/hip hop ensemble. don't ask me, it was my style, but for sure i had on the best shoes I had ever owned at the time, the Addidas Phantom II, they don't even make those anymore, but damn fine shoe.
Anywho, that is going to be important some day. Ok, here goes. Finally the show begins and man, I am right there front and center the whole time. I sang every word to every song, and the crowd just sort of got into the all encompassing groove where the entirety seemed to be one unit rocking up and down with the beat. THen came the time we had all waited for they began the bagpipes intro and everyone knew "Jump Around" was coming. By this time the crowd was teetering on chaos and the shit was about to hit the fan, and all the sudden the crowd made a huge push.
Now I was in the middle which was great at first but to keep us separate from the stage they had put these big pieces of plywood against the rest of the barracade which came roughly up to the top of my rib cage and when the crowd pushed I was almost crushed and broken into two separate parts.
I was pretty bold back then so I had all I could take (it was maddness and I am normally not a fighter, but neither am i a backer-downer) and I was about to turn around and start punching the son-of-a-bitch that just pushed me into this wall. When I did turn around to see the guilty party and prepare to teach them a lesson in manners, I see this guy who is about 6'4 and weighing in at about 350 pounds. I changed my attitude real quick. He he ahem, hey man, I yelled, you guys are about to kill me. I was kinda getting scared, it did not look like I was gonna make it out of there, and as the song began to build the crowd got crazier, the chorus was coming up and I knew somethin had to give.
I looked back at big Charlie, that is what I called him and pleaded, please, ya know, help me, back up or something. and the gentle giant says to me, WHy don't you just get up there? pointing to the stage. and I was like how the hell am i... and before I could finish my sentence he picked me up by the back bib of my overalls and the seat of my pants and like i was a rag doll tossed me up onto the stage, i don't know how, but I landed on my feet and right at the moment Everlast is screaming, I came to get down, I came to get down, so get off your feet and jump around. Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was awesome, I turned behind me and at the chain link fence are some of my friends and they are like Jenifa o Jenni yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaa. I actually tried to mack on everlast but then he went back onstage to do an encore. So what you know, I had to try. heehee. Later that night, I ended up getting a free shirt and HOP hat, over all it was one of my greatest moments in my life up til then. BUt just scratching the surface of what is to come.

[Shadrock]

Man, really, that is nothing. I have done some much crazier things that are not appropriate for print. It is safe to say that I did not turn away any opportunity for adventure.
Really I will try to make this one short. After this I won't bore anyone with my stories but i think this is worth sharing.
The same year I was getting into House of Pain. Love the irish, talk about sheleighlies and had a huge crush on Everlast. None of my friends were into this harder rap so I decided to go by myself to the show. I didn't mind, I liked travelling light. I got to the venue early. It was a club where the bands played on an outside stage where the back of the stage was almost to the edge of the property and was separated from the street and the sidewalk by a chain link fence. So many times when we could not get tickets to the shows there we would loiter right there and see the show through the fence.
But I would be on the inside for this one.
I got there early because I wanted to be front stage center when they came on. I was pumped up. I remember I dressed in my nicest hip hop outfit, remember it was the early 90s so bear with me, I was wearing these baggy Girbaud overalls, that i had cut off and hemmed and made into the most comfortable dance gear ever, at the time I was into wearing silk ties with white long sleeve shirts with my overalls, kinda a country/city/hip hop ensemble. don't ask me, it was my style, but for sure i had on the best shoes I had ever owned at the time, the Addidas Phantom II, they don't even make those anymore, but damn fine shoe.
Anywho, that is going to be important some day. Ok, here goes. Finally the show begins and man, I am right there front and center the whole time. I sang every word to every song, and the crowd just sort of got into the all encompassing groove where the entirety seemed to be one unit rocking up and down with the beat. THen came the time we had all waited for they began the bagpipes intro and everyone knew "Jump Around" was coming. By this time the crowd was teetering on chaos and the shit was about to hit the fan, and all the sudden the crowd made a huge push.
Now I was in the middle which was great at first but to keep us separate from the stage they had put these big pieces of plywood against the rest of the barracade which came roughly up to the top of my rib cage and when the crowd pushed I was almost crushed and broken into two separate parts.
I was pretty bold back then so I had all I could take (it was maddness and I am normally not a fighter, but neither am i a backer-downer) and I was about to turn around and start punching the son-of-a-bitch that just pushed me into this wall. When I did turn around to see the guilty party and prepare to teach them a lesson in manners, I see this guy who is about 6'4 and weighing in at about 350 pounds. I changed my attitude real quick. He he ahem, hey man, I yelled, you guys are about to kill me. I was kinda getting scared, it did not look like I was gonna make it out of there, and as the song began to build the crowd got crazier, the chorus was coming up and I knew somethin had to give.
I looked back at big Charlie, that is what I called him and pleaded, please, ya know, help me, back up or something. and the gentle giant says to me, WHy don't you just get up there? pointing to the stage. and I was like how the hell am i... and before I could finish my sentence he picked me up by the back bib of my overalls and the seat of my pants and like i was a rag doll tossed me up onto the stage, i don't know how, but I landed on my feet and right at the moment Everlast is screaming, I came to get down, I came to get down, so get off your feet and jump around. Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was awesome, I turned behind me and at the chain link fence are some of my friends and they are like Jenifa o Jenni yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaa. I actually tried to mack on everlast but then he went back onstage to do an encore. So what you know, I had to try. heehee. Later that night, I ended up getting a free shirt and HOP hat, over all it was one of my greatest moments in my life up til then. BUt just scratching the surface of what is to come.

I liked House of Pain. What was looking like a negative turned into a positive. :) Nice. (y)

[joon]

What was looking like a negative turned into a positive. :) Nice. (y)

Negativity and positivity come from a state of mind. The world is as we choose to see it. It could be a big ole dump or a vast land of opportunity. I choose the latter. I believe NOTHING is impossible, nothing. Just gotta believe. I am going to try to go down to Austin tonight and hunt me down some beastie boys. Wish me luck.