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June 26, 2010
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You know, I've seen mothafuckas start websites up and not even make it to one year. People have such brilliant plans, bright and shiny designs. They walk around with such arrogance because they think their shit is better or more important than yours. Well, my blog is still here. Today marks 4 years. I can't even explain to yall how proud I am to scroll back through the years and see what I was doing and thinking at particular times. See the June 17th entry? Back in 2006, I scanned every single picture of my childhood from 1 day old on up. I used to be a lil weary about puttin' up baby and young pictures of myself because once those are all used. You can't make anymore. Everyone has seen every image of your life. Then I thought...hmmm, that's pretty cool. Besides, what else would I be doing with my old pics. Nothing. lol. I've been thinkin' at some point(prolly when I'm in my 60's), I can probably go through this blog & use certain shit to create a book of my life. You know how autobiography's usually have old pictures of the author. Well, I've set aside some shit that I'll never put in the blog. Savin' them for the book. Yeah, I've seen shit come and go. Today also marks the 7th year of me doing nonstop updates on my .com over that time, I've seen other webmasters come, go and now come back again. I know the secret to being successful on the internet. But I won't just tell anyone. lol. The funny thing is though, a lot of mothafuckas that I personally know that have tried to do shit online over the years have thought they were just too good to ask ol' Foul Fowl JohnJuan. Well, guess what. I'm working towards that 5th year now. Keep on enjoyin'. Made myself a cake to celebrate. It might not look like much, but don't ever let appearance fool ya. That cake, like this blog and the .com, it's full of flava. Fuck icing and candles.
June 25, 2010
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Now I know all about univision and telemundo. They've been having bad women on those channels for years. But got damn, I've started getting up like I'm going to work at 5am just to see the women on the miami local newscasts and what they're wearing.update *6/30/2001...along with the ones on either of her sides, How could I forget Robin Simmons. At one time she was on a Detroit station, but she never looked this good. Then again though Detroit was pre-HD. But like I said, Miami really knows how the news is suppose to be done yall.
June 24, 2010
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lol, they got the real shit down here. That fuck and blow your hand off kinda shit. I don't fuck with anything more powerful than a bottle rocket or jumpin jack. Can't even tell yall how many snake prints and sparkler stems I'd put on the ground as a little boy. The small shit was good enough for me then. It's good enough for me now.
June 17, 2010
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I think I probably check the news in Detroit more than I do where I'm at. It's always been that way for me. Last week I saw the first barbershop shooting up on top and thought to myself. "It was only a matter of time before niggaz started blasting each other in the neighborhood barbershops." I meant to write a blog entry then. Was too lazy laying out on the beach though. Then this past Monday when I saw another shooting in a different barbershop, I started thinking yep, the last safe place in the hood that brothas had is gone. Yall know, you've seen discussions turn into arguments and almost fist fights there, but niggaz have always been able to referee themselves. Obviously, these shootings probably weren't cause by barbershop arguments, but to me, it's just an example of another institution from my childhood that ain't the same anymore. I'm not even talking about how the shops used to be filled with fathers taking their sons to get a cut with them. Now, the shops are filled with single mothers waiting or dropping their boys off. I swear the last haircut I got in Detroit this past March was at a shop where I didn't even feel comfortable. Not because one of the barbers that use to cut there before I grew my dreads had recently been shot and killed. But because the little young niggaz in the shop were actually schemin' on some foul shit while I was sittin' there waiting. One of the young catz no more than 15 years old said, "My uncle just got some 22's off a nigga in Oak Park. They'll look good on your old school" He was trying to sell me stolen rims. Then in the back of the shop weed was being sold. One of the barbers was slangin' bootlegg CD's and DVD's. they were cuttin' with one hand on the customers head and the other hand on a cigarrete. I knew it was my last time gettin a haircut in the "D". Now don't get me wrong, I've been in some of the "classy" spots in the city of Detroit too. You know where the barbers think they're the shit and that they're doing you a favor by letting you get into their chair. Get the fuck outta here! Not too different from niggaz trying to charge $25 for a haircut in L.A. though. lol, the funny thing is that down here in Miami I don't even do the shops. I get my hair cut at the flea market. Them brothas cuttin' there be hungry and appreciative for your business. haircut and a shave only hits for $12. But I always feel that the brothas deserve $15 to $20 so I have no problem tipping. Shit has changed so much since I got my first haircut 35 years ago(see below). I haven't been to Big D's on Livernois since my high school, high top fade days but remarkably, I saw my first barber back in January of this year. Still lookin' young and energetic. He said he's still cuttin' hair there and I bet he's still doin' it real classy too. Had meant to go get a cut from him before I came down to Florida, but I was finally free to leave for good and I'm tellin' yall it felt like the end of Menace II society. I just wanted to get the fuck outta there before anything bad could happen..
June 16, 2010
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I started off the year in this blog with the goal of getting my soda and t-shirt websites going. Now halfway through the year, I realize it's not gonna happen this year. And actually it's never gonna happen. Here in Miami, there's even more international soft drinks than I had seen in L.A. where I first got the idea but you know what, I'm not even really a soda/soda pop or pop fan anymore. I had a hard time getting the shit started when I drinkin' at lease a 2 litre of something fizzy everyday. Nowadays, I usually consume 3 or 4 of those drinks up above and that's it. Minus the ice cream of course. That was just something I tried this afternoon.
June 15, 2010
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Man, it took this phone 4 days to get to me. T-mobile had said it was gonna be here by this past friday. They lied. And I'm not really impressed with this mothafucka either, but I'ma keep it. I can barely tell the difference between it and the G1. But then again, that G1 was such a nice phone that I guess I had expected it's replacement to be even better. It ain't.
June 10, 2010(e)
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Well, my 2nd G1 has been on life support for about a month now. I knew it was gonna die at anytime. I just didn't expect its death to be so terrible lol. Let me tell you what happen last night. My bill is due and I intentionally waited specifically until this week to walk into T-mobile to pay it off and also end service with T-mo. My contract is over in July. Strangely enough, inside of the T-mobile store, my phone started acting really strange. I started getting phantom rings, missing calls that I had no idea I was missing and the screen stopped lighting up when the sliding keyboard is closed. No problem, this was my 2nd G1. Remember the black one I did an openbox of back in 2008 and then lost in europe in 2009. Well, I've had the white boy you're looking at above for 15 months(the longest I've ever kept a cell phone). I told t-mo that I was done and was planning on copping the iPhone4 that you can start pre-ordering on June 15. Sidenote: Yall know my beef with the OG iphone(no sd slot, forced to use itunes and no downloading of net material) Well none of that has changed. But that facetime could be pretty cool(even though it's wifi only and the person you're talking to has to have an iphone4 too). T-mobile makes you get on the telephone line with a customer service rep to end your service. To my surprise, the CSR told me to have the t-mo rep show me the mytouch 3G slide. He said, it's the successor to my G1. I said, "Yeah it looks cool and all but against my better judgement I'm gonna go with the new iPhone just because I think the facetime feature will be impressive". That's when I got swayed against the iPhone. Just like Toshiba swayed me against buying a mac a few months ago. The CSR said, "We'll give you the 3G slide and give you 2 free months of service retroactive. Meaning that my bill that was due was erased and I get June free. So in essence, the celly is free. On top of that, dude said since you've been a T-mo customer for 5 years, you don't even have to pay another bill until August. We won't count your July bill that'll be due late. I thought about having to sign up with AT&T, being a new customer, getting used to their billing practices and dealing with their data plan that ain't unlimited anymore. And also, just being a sheep and having an iphone4 like everyone else just because it's pretty. Then I told the CSR, "Okay, you got me. Extend my contract and send me the black 3G slide." Apparently, with the promo I got, they have to fed-ex the joint to me. So I'm patiently waiting for that bitch to arrive tmmrw. No money out of my pocket! I had gotten so use to the G1, that I hadn't really kept up on the new cellys out there. Apparently the HTC HD2 is sweet because it has that huge screen, but it doesn't run adroid and it doesn't have the physical keyboard that I love. The evo is hot and has the feature which I had only dreamed about years ago. Wifi tethering of the cell to up to 4 computers, but it's through Sprint. I despise them. But here's the thing. The 3G slide I'm waiting on supposedly will rival both those phones when it gets what's called a "froyo" update later this month. It'll have the tether, and a few other goodies. Anywayz, long post, but I'm kinda excited. I'll do an unboxing when it gets here. PEACE.
June 10, 2010(d)
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Yeah and I can't forget dinner. Nowadays I eat more chicken breast than beef. For yall that don't know, once to stop eating "bad" foods, your body doesn't crave them anymnore. When I grab a burger or pizza now, it's usually just because I'm too tired to cook or I just wanna chill in the restraunt. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a little slimmer than I was 3 months ago, but I can't seem to get myself dedicated to the gym for more than a 3 days. Paying for a membership that I'm not really using isn't even enough to make me go. I've come to the conclusion that I just don't have the drive to be in shape that I had as a teenager or a young 20 something cat.
June 10, 2010(c)
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Now I don't have a half a million dollar crib yet. But when I do, you can best believe, I'm planting everything that'll grow in the backyard. Visiting someone and there's Banana's, Mangos and other shit sprouting. Fuck Publix or Wynn Dixie, the fruit section is right there.
June 10, 2010(b)
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By the way, this it me puttin' ingredients into my ninja joint to make a smoothie. When I was back at Chrysler I was buying small bottles of naked fruit juice for $2.50 and that shit taste just like what I make in my kitchen here in Florida from ingredients that cost me about $2.00 in the supermarket.
Also, it's lunch time. My burgers taste better than anything you get at the fast food joints. I'm tellin' yall, I'm a new person. Me going to Mcdonalds or Wendys is a rarity now.
June 10, 2010(A)
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It's no secret, I live on Miami Beach. I'm not hard to find. And I feel like a mothafuckin' mid-30's soccer mom. which is weird. I'm not even understanding how just being in the right atmosphere can effect the way a person feels. I'm home here. I'm comfortable around the people of florida and I just feel different than I've ever felt. In Detroit and L.A.(the other 2 cities I've lived in) I couldn't rest. In Detroit I was always too bored and found myself in the streets looking for something to get into. In L.A., I always feel like I'm missing something by not being in the streets. Here in Miami, I wake up in the morning and have to try to make myself get in one of my cars or my bike to run the streets. I'm tellin' yall I be up in the crib baking and cooking or sittin' in my recliner watching TV or online(free internet on Miami Beach), walking to the beach. Jus chillin'. While I munch on one of the peanut butter cookies, let me tell yall this, "No matter who you are, how old you are or where you are. If something doesn't feel right, you gotta change it. I believe there's a perfect formula for everyones life. I found mine. Your occupation and your place of residence are the 2 biggest factors in determining how you feel. You have to be in the right place, doing the right thing to optimize your living experiences." Okay, so I'm listening to Mary J. and I also put some Mary J in the cookies that I'm eating. I sometimes be talking to mothafuckas and I sense that they're thinking to themselves "How can that ugly chick fuckin' porn makin' nigga be happy". My intuition is usually right lol, for some reason, I think niggaz be thinkin' Something is wrong with John. "I" or other people should want what they want in life. That just ain't the case. Shieeet, most brothas and sistas have no idea what they want. That's why a lot of us are in such fucked up states of existence. They're chasing shit that the system has programmed them to desire so that they can fit in comnfortably with a certain circle of people. Then everyone can appear to be happy together, but it's an illusion in their cases. Me, I'm not an illusion. "I'm doing and getting everthing I want in life right now and it's making me happier everyday. The material shit that I will obtain is just the gravy". I don't know. I honestly think I was raised the right way. Raised perfectly if you ask me. Don't laugh, I just happen to like the streets, hookers and porn. Everyone, including teachers at school sculpted me into a strong brotha that knows what he wants and how to go about it to get it. I guess if I had gone to medical school or law school(which I could have) you know, a professional career and struggled with my wife to have a 3 bedroom crib in the burbs with a picket fence and a JohnJuan jr running around. niggaz would think of me more like themselves and KNOW I was happy. Well guess what, yall catz can keep striving for that. It's too boring for me. lol. By the time yall hit 50 and see this nigga JohnJuan with vacation homes in South America, Africa or Asia maybe then you'll understand. Wish Yall could taste these cookies. I'm about to make a smoothie to go with it.
I mean, this ain't fun and being happy? lol. bitches coming over in the mornings to teach me how to make shit. Fuck yall! Stop trying to analyze this brotha. Life for me is about as perfect as it can get right now. Just Do you!
June 1, 2010
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