This Week's Playlist

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It'll Change Your Life

After I got Chipotle today, I got to watch this video. I'm so ready for football season

Dix Du Jour: Proof Rappers Shouldn't Act*

1. Baller Blockin' [Cash Money Millionaires]
2. Paid In Full [Cam'ron]
3. Belly 2 [Game]
4. I Got The Hook Up [No Limit]
5. Hot Boyz [No Limit]
6. Get Rich or Die Tryin' [50 Cent]
7. Streets of Blood [50 Cent]
8. The X-Files: I Want to Believe [Xhibit]
9. The Marine [John Cena]**
10. Soul Plane [Snoop Dogg]^

Honorable Mention: The Wash

*Unfortunately, I've had enough time in my life to watch all of the movies. I even own a select few, which means I've watched them multiple times. I should really be embarrassed.

**John Cena has a rap album. I own an autographed copy and I know the whole thing by heart. Feel free to ask any questions. Again, I should be embarrassed.

^You know you were thinking it.

Marcel The Shell With Shoes On

So somehow or another, I get Entertainment Weekly. In this weeks issue, right next to some Dharma Beer from Lost was a list of reasons to like Marcel The Shell With Shoes On. Its so cute, I could die. Enjoy!


MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

State of the Kelli

On the eve of my 22nd birthday, I can say that I feel like I'm just starting to live. I feel content, but I also have huge plans for 2011 until whenever. In the past couple of months, my life plan has been thought about, thought again, tossed out and finalized about five times. Obviously, my Boston Terrier, Jesus Shuttlesworth stays or an black pug that is nameless as of now.

The highlight of this upcoming year is definitely my trip to Europe. Although Greece isn't one of my stops, the main purpose is to find my 'kefi'. Since it is dangerous to travel abroad alone, I decided I would go with a Perillo Tour. There are probably other tour companies out there, but Perillo has to be the best. My third grade teacher Mrs. Greenfield, would often clean her house and bring her junk in to us poor, unfortunate, urban youth. She put it neatly, by calling it a raffle. Among these things was Perillo catalogs. Since I was easily brainwashed influenced at this age, I'd be betraying my roots but choosing another. My European Sojourn begins with a 14 day tryst with Italy, yes the whole country. Followed by a trip to Paris, then London, then back home. This month long trip wouldn't be necessary if I didn't feel entitled at 15. Before you scoff, I know I'm fortunate to go BACK to Italy, while some people never make it. But this time, I'm going to appreciate it, in a very Eat. Pray. Love kind of way. Sadly, I will not be breaking up with James Franco, or with anyone for that matter at the rate I'm going. But that's another story entirely.

Learning to DJ is also on my list of thangs to do. Since everyone seems to have a musical talent, and I can neither rap nor sing, I can contribute the next best thing. Thus, I enrolled in NY Scratch Academy so I can ultimately become DJ Kellid (no, nobody caught the DJ Khaled reference? 'Kay. Moving on.) Well, I don't plan on turning it into my career. I do plan on pimping the wedding, birthday, and mitzvah circuit for some cash. And if I should happen to "make" it, well then who am I to refuse the people what they want, or their money.

It goes without saying that there is definitely a tattoo in the works. A sleeve perhaps? I think so. But after this one, I'm only getting two more.So who knows what this year is going to bring me. I'm going to make it as happy and drama free as I possibly can. Happy Birthday to me.

P.S. When I blow out my candles, I'm wishing for Ryan Harris.

Dix Du Jour: Sports Movies

1. Space Jam
2. Remember The Titans
3. Little Giants
4. Any Given Sunday
5. Rudy
6. He Got Game
7. Alley Cats Strike
8. Bring It On
9. Leatherheads
10. Jerry McGuire

Thanks Danielle For Lighting a Fire Under My Ass!

All too recently did I receive a wall post on Facebook saying that I have not blogged in over a month and  need to get back on my shit because it is hard to keep bicoastal tabs on my whereabouts unless I'm blogging constantly. And I agree. I've been meaning to blog, I really have been, but I've been busy suffering from a severe bout of senioritis-1. Its called Senioritis-1 because I won't be graduating for another year, so my lazyness has gotten the best of me. I wish something exciting has been going on in my life, but it hasn't. 

In all the time I haven't been blogging, I've been working on my life plan because I am once again at my wits end with this sports journalism major. I can't go into too much detail about my business plan because someone could steal my idea, and then I'd be forced to kill somebody. To make a short story even shorter, I'm going to open up my own bookstore. So if anyone is looking for a job in 3 years come find me. 

My new life plan also includes a new pet. Once Mac dies, I want a Boston Terrier puppy named Jesus Shuttlesworth after Ray Allen's character in the hit Spike Lee Joint: He Got Game. Pardon the shameless plug but it is a good movie, and you should rent it if you have the chance. Before I decided on this puppy, I wanted to raise a white tiger cub. I did some light Wikipedia work to see what I could find out about white tigers. When I think of these tigers, I think of majestic creatures that look like this:

However, since white tigers are genetic mutants, they have to be inbred. Mothers and sons, fathers and daughters, or brothers and sisters have to be mated in order for this to happen. But check this shit out. Just like humans, incest causes all sorts of crazy things to happen. So some tigers are born with kitty downs syndrome, and wind up looking like little Luis Guzman tigers. A little something like this:

Now when I first came across this pictures, I literally laughed for hours on end. This tiger's misfortune shouldn't be this funny, but look at his face. I also found out that blue tigers also exist. Who knew?