new year

i sure did pick a hell of a time to start this project boy Q.

yeah but Q, maybe part of why i decided to start it when i did was because this is a hell of a time. this is an interesting time.

true. the end of the year is always a hell of a time. it's when things become obvious. things become real clear at the end of the year. why boy?

who knows? i just know it's a really different time. i can't remember ever having an uneventful, insignificant or uninvolved end of year.

yeah. i won't use any of those adjectives to describe a new year's eve. there's always something to announce after the firecracker smoke has cleared.

and it's not because of the alcohol. i mean, alcohol is usually around now that we grown. but alcohol wasn't always in the picture. alcohol is like a smart phone. if you have it you'll use it, if not... oh well. there's an energy that just fills the air, amplified by the sporadic bursts of explosions made by random fireworks displays.

talking about fireworks, remember that old year's night that i was bussin bamboo up morvant, and on one pass, the bamboo backfired fired in andy cap's face? hahaha. that was jokes!

not more jokes than the old years when we were playing with starlites, and bellies threw one into mr. carliste's thick lawn. all i saw was smoke... next thing you know, we're making trips from my water drum with buckets of water trying to put out a big blaze before anybody saw it. bellies was like a fire engine. we didn't laugh until maybe a half hour after, when the flames were under control, but we laughed uncontrollably when we got around to it.

what about when mr martin was cooking his old year's special "rice... curry chicken... an' dahl!" and he also decided to bubble a pot of black eye peas cook up in the yard on a three-stone fire. that night we were playing basketball and as murphy would have it, the ball went into his yard and straight into the pot!

that mr. martin always had a glass of johnnie in his hand didn't he?

sure did.

*silence*

you sappy punk. getting all nostalgic and dumb!

so what? a man can't reminisce? a man can't recall old year's nights gone by?

just playin with yuh man. reflection is the key, especially for this time of year. sometimes looking back can show you the way forward.

true that. yaw... happy new year Q.

same to you boy Q. all the best.
keep it here... and don't say nuttn in 2010.