tomorrow is one of them. it’s my sixty minutes taping at the highline ballroom in my home nyc (please come and make noise!) we get a day off the next day so i can shit some action figures into my apartment and get rid of some stinky socks i’ve hidden in the bays below. i’ll still have a week of shows to do afterwards so i’ll be sure not to get comfortable.
i’m really nervous about sixty minutes. they want to walk through brooklyn with damien and i, im kinda glad he’ll be there to hopefully accept part of the blame alongside me. sixty minutes is always about being in trouble. it’s like the principal’s office for ceo’s and heads of state.
i also have to shave. we get there like two hours before 60 min arrives to tape my mic check. i dunno if i should go for the straight razor at washington square or cab home to shower shave and split. i never thought i’d be in this position last year. and it’s true. i tell myself this and i guess i don’t believe it but it is true. my life outdoes itself every year. i never thought i’d be on sixty minutes while on tour with reggie and the full effect. i think i trumped the playboy mansion.
my birthday was kinda awesome. we were in minneapolis. kevin, father of murray, brother to me and friend to all came in to report on murray who was out of the hospital and doing ok. he took me for birthday noodles, jj mcdonalds was also present, as u already know. she came in the middle section of the bus and we just kinda gave each other power hugs for a year. she got me a flash drive and took me to the art institute of chicago and gave me sore stomach muscles. it was great to see my old freshman college dorm at saic and my favorite painting elaine. it was also great to see american gothic, and one of my favorite painters ivan albright. i bought a million postcards like i used to steal when i was eighteen, or i should say jj bought them. she wouldnt let me pay.
oh and ytcracker gave my cystic fibrosis fund 33 dollars on my birthday. i would say that’s the quickest possible way to squash beef with me. stc is the greatest go check out http://www.myspace.com/ytcracker. and then go donate money’s to fight cf here:
https://www.paypal.com/us/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_flow&SESSION=9xOEYfnmFhh8Gliyd-pbdk3E1×4YZ3U469m086rMPOJWn40pp1qx7Sei7Pq&dispatch=5885d80a13c0db1f38432c9462fe731381a7a80e09148cd4af2c34b16e5a6822
minneapolis was weird, chicago was off as well, and it wasnt until the magic stick in detroit that we all started to have a good time performing and being rock stars. james let me come up and duet with him. i fucked up and came on during the wrong part. and then came on again when it was the right part. james wore my last three pairs of booty shorts, drenched them with sweat, wrung them out into his mouth and then gave it to the fans with a flourished throw. he rules.
i’ve got no merch. and it’s got me mega tense. no medium or small tshirts. no cd’s. i’ve got one mc chris is dead cd tonight and i’m gonna raffle it off. so merch has been stressfull. i need to just buy it all at once and get it made because restocking just hasnt worked out for me all summer. at least people want it more than i can deliver it. that’s better than vice versa.
pittsburgh was a real fun show last night. we made the most in the cf bucket the whole reggie tour 230$. i’ll be giving a new cf total soon. and i know merch is all out of stock online, i’m trying to set up a new store somewhere’s. so please hold! and remix contestants i will judge the contest when i get home and have a steady connection. which is in one week. expect results before the end of september.
i also saw hancock and couldnt get through it. but i watched arrested development and like it alot. enough to even like will arnett.
thank u.
mc
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