MapleTits Strikes! (again)

2.27.2006

So you wanna be a DJ?


It's been a long time since the Chops dJ'd anywhere. He made his comeback in a mall. Yes. A mall. A mall 45 minutes outside of Manhattan in a place that was totally out of place. Opus music theater and restaurant held an unassuming theater and bar behind what looks like a music store.

The concept was kinda weird, but if this back space was transplanted to midtown, it would be huge! Nice bar, open dancing space (if they ditched some tables) and good food. So, in hopes to bring people in, they brought in a NYC DJ. Too bad it sucked.

Jukebox is what I'm calling DJs who spin lame spaces/parties. Instead of going with what the DJ chooses to spin, people request songs. They hired an Old Skool DJ to play a mall crowd.

So, enter modern technology. Thanks to the ipod and headphone adapters, anyone can dj anywhere. Set an iTunes playlist and you too can DJ. So when Paco runs to Radio Shack as the gates were closing to buy that adapter, you can't question the man's love for some Reggaeton and you have to let him play it.

Through this, we found that kids today have no idea who EPMD or Rakim is and don't care. At least one thing I can say about my generation is that we liked the stuff that was on the radio...mostly cause it was good....but we know where the influence came from. We listen to what created what we love.

But enough ranting. Here's some photos.

I love sweet thangs


The gals and I hit up the Johnny Cupcakes/Beautiful Decay party about 2 weeks ago (already?). Interesting to say the least. The crowd was just as I expected. The hip hop crew that Beautiful Decay brings, the usual B&T girls and boys that were confused on why there were other people hovering the bar at their precious Libation, and the mass of hipsters coming out the say we love you to Johnny while still wearing their UO tshirts.
The list of Bacardi cocktails sucked, so I got away with my Bacardi O and Grapefruit. Grabbed a catalog. Not that impressed with some of the work though including the panda shirt everyone is so gaga over. Although I like the idea of a cupcake party. Here's a few pics.

2.22.2006

Lobster Tails (bro!)

I don't know if you guys have seen this yet, but I want to adopt this kid.

GO GINO!

2.14.2006

snew


All you westies out there are sooo lucky. Here's my hell.

Happy VD day!


To all my kids that don't have a date today, here's a card for you to use.
Love you! Look here for Blizzard photos. Most taken from the comfort of my apartment.

2.08.2006

UPDATE

Yesterday I posted one of the 12 cartoons that were printed in the Danish newspaper. Here's a link to all 12. via Michelle Malkin's site

and this morning the NY Press staff walks out because the publisher of the paper refused to print the cartoons. How funny is that. A paper known for pushing free speech has come across bright red tape...what a democracy we live in....

2.07.2006

So is the stereotype true?


Everyone who knows me knows that I'm not only the least politically correct person, but also the biggest advocate of racial harmony. This cartoon has sparked nothing but absolute violence! Yea, it's blasphemy, but so is showing God in a Simpson cartoon hanging out with Buddha, right? That whole "No other God but me" belief that deep southern Christians believe in? What if we saw a cartoon depicting Georgie Bush hanging out with God in the deserts of Iraq blowing up towns because God told him to do it. Isn't that the same thing? Are we going to throw a hissy fit? So I ask, how sensitive can we be when we show political cartoons? Isn't the point to be extreme? Come on, it's a cartoon! I'm not about to go bomb Walt Disney's grave for depicting black people as buffoons. Get past it. Move on. Leave the Danes alone. Lord knows they don't get out much.

2.03.2006

All I want for Xmas...


Get your piggy banks out! The man with the Golden Grill is offering you, the general hip hop/crunkalicious public to get your own custom made blingin' grill. That's right folks. You too can look just as tacky and make even worse hip hop....rap...crunk...whatever! The sky's the limit! Attract Hood Rats! Show that you CAN emit radio transmitions from Russia just by opening your mouth! Want more info? check out the website. Get the grill that screams out to the ladies "It's one item off the $1 menu tonight, 'cause girl I have to pay the dentist bill."