frenchy:
Even a homeless can become a millionaire in the U.S. ... Yeap, not kidding!
vinyle:
A few years ago there was a homeless guy in this area who was asian, wore the big rice hat, blue work shirt, cuffed pants, carried a HUGE walking stick and walked everywhere barefoot. I would see him in the strangest places. I always imagined he was Chan and I wanted to ask him if I could walk with him. I havent seen him in a while.
anbuvampyre:
lol your awesome, you remind me of my cousin, he will always think about somthing the the nth degree, and i respect that

cheers to you being awesome
fugazidiamond:

Nice entry
sophie:
The Pants That Got Away can be found at

Zara
250 Post St.
San Francisco, CA
Tel:+1 4153996930
Fax:+1 4153996934

you can't buy them online, but i bet, if we were interested enough, we could call them and have them shipped to us. we'd be all: they're on the womens level, when you walk in and head straight to the back, on a round rack near the stairwell... and their brown and cream plaid-ish.

or at least that's the way i remembered them.

size 2 biatches!
sophie:
^^ what a materialistic comment on such a warm-hearted journal entry. i should be shot.

how's your day going?
kristie:
We have a homeless shelter a few blocks away and many, many homeless people in our neighborhood. I see these people daily. I have stories about some of them in my head. I wonder if their real stories are more interesting.

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That was no Newcastle bottle, buddy! Heh heh heh.

That's not really funny is it? It was funny in my head... whatever

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Hmmm. Do they have to suck? What're the rules of this game?

Here's my three white rappers.



Predictable and dependable.
aphexplotz:
I had a lot of experience with the homeless, living in SF.
takeshi21:
The homeless are strange, fascinating, and frightening in so many ways, both for practical and metaphysical reasons. I've been interested in the lives and rights of the homeless for quite some time because they are not only the truly disenfranchised of the world, they often don't possess the ability to help themselves. Yes, they may be in their position because of their own poor choices in the past, but that's not a reason to discard them with the rest of our refuse.

There was a small colony of homeless that lived about half a mile away from my apartment, down a hill off the main highway, next to the railroad tracks. I discovered their encampment after investigating a few discarded shopping carts left at the top of the hill Looking down, I could see a tiny shantytown that consisted of maybe six improvised structures looking a lot like they came from a Mad Max film. The camp was filled with all manner of stuff that could only be described as junk you or I: bicycle parts, cardboard boxes, bits of lumber, empty bottles and cans, etc. I'd occassionally notice a car parked above the camp with men, who may or may not have been members of the camp, interacting suspiciously with each other.

About a week ago the police arrested the occupants of the camp. I'm certain the homeless were booked then dumped in the slums of downtown outside some social services organization. I'd really wanted to try to develop a rapport with these men to possibly begin documenting their lives. Unfortunately, they were cleared out before I had the chance.

[Edited on Oct 12, 2005 4:24PM]
teddykev:
I agree in a very profond manor with your above aformentionned statement.

I also happen to think that it is the mountain's summit amongst the street dwellers.

Last winter I took a break from SG public living and got to meet an old friend I hadn't seen in a while( close to 8 years). He told me that he had lived on the streets for two years and had come back to regular living complete with job and manadged to found his own little familly.

From what I can take from his experience it seems that he also was looking for the summit even if he was probably viewed as a scruffy bum.

Oh well.


Thank you for your comment ma man.

It would have been a gosh darn shame to have written such a personal entry and not get any feed back on it.

So for this I owe you Monsieur Larock one very big Thank yousmile







teddykev:
Yo!

I just spotted KikiBH's comment about naming our 3 favorite white rappers!

Can I play?

Please!


I also happen to think the beasties rule but here goes my selection.




Tom Muthafuckin Green Yall!!!

Haha! The dude was one of 2 MC's in a hip hop ensemble better known as organised rymesmile

Watch out people the man's making his hip hop come back and will be produced by none other than Mike Simpson.



3rd Bass I lived for this Hip Hop act when I was in high school. Was bummed about their break up but it made for some good solo outings. I heard they reunited but I haven't heard any new material from the boys who brought us the Cactussmile


GASFACE, who get's the GASFACE....

BOUHUAHAHAHAOUHAHAAAA!!!! biggrin








HOLA!!!
teddykev:
Tom Green, kidding of course but I still wanted to give the boy some playsmile

Asside Pete Rock and CL Smooth the Bass remain one of my favorite hip hop ensemblessmile

Although honorable shout outs go to Eric B and Rakim, KRS1, The Roots, Tribe called quest, Jungle Brothers,PE,Brand Nubian, Tupac, NWA, Arested Development(yeah that one hit band and not the tv showsmile ), Run DMC, Getho Boys and the list goes on and on ... Oh on and on and onsmile



HOLA!
teddykev:
LL, Special Ed, Biz Markie,Slick Rick,Heavy D, Das EFX, Jazzy Jeff, The sugar hill gang, Grand Master flash and the furious five, Schooly D,Terminator x, Meli Mel, Black Sheep, MC lyte, Queen Latifah, Salt n Peppa, Audio Two...


Oh man the list DOES go On and on and on...

I've surely for... Oh wait "Kool Herc" wouf now THAT would have been embarassingsmile
teddykev:
Oh yes and the above should not be viewed as spam but as overly excited hip hop inspired postsbiggrin


Your friendly neighborhood teddykevsmile

[Edited on Oct 12, 2005 10:26PM]
kristie:
I'm digesting your comment. oink I'll respond properly.

Handstand pushups?? For real? Now that is crazzzy.

wink
joshof13thfloor:
Thank you, thank you. I do what I can.

-Josh EL SUICIDO LOCO
mrgoose:
Like KikiBH said we have a lot of homeless in our neighborhood, we have this one guy in particular that is always walking around the block and never says a word to anyone. He's just in his own little world. I always wonder to myself what their stories are, why they ended up on the street.
adalynn:
Hi guy,
You're right, that bar was silly with too loud, too drunk people...but it was great to meet you for a little, tiny minute. blush

It's crazy that Sophie and I have spend years running in the same circles, even same schools! and have never gotten to know eachother...but that's how it goes, I guess.

Are you guys home yet, or still out visiting??

kiss
mythicus:
very interesting.
kristie:
Hey, if you're out delivering coffee this morning, could you bring me something? A muffin perhaps?

wink

Now I'm requesting baked goods from both brothers. Heh.
kristie:
Perfect. I'll set my alarm.

Be careful in West Virginia, now!
sophie:
SCORE!

i got a styrofoam CUP!

coffee gooooooood!

thanks for the offer baby. for a moment i contemplated calling for your rescue, but then i realized that if they hold conferences in this building, there must be a disposable cup somewhere! (they keep them in the conference room, rather than the kitchen. how do you like them bones?)

you're so fly.
subrosa:
That would assume a couple of things:
1) That Warriors fans in fact exist (They don't... people around here either root for the Lakers or Kings.)
2) If they did exist that they would actually wear Warriors gear to Warriors games (They wouldn't. They would wear Raiders jerseys.)

Regardless, it just struck me as something very dorky and cute and unselfconscious to do and being the harsh post-modernist that I am I had to stomp all over it.

I'm not proud.
ghost333:
We pulled the band from a Tahitian design and yes the birds are Inuit! Thanks!
kristie:
Oh, those alcoholics! They sure have useful sayings... wink

In all seriousness, I like that one, too. Even "one day at a time" is a good one.