Year One

Finally watch, "I Love You, Man" and they played this trailer.
Now I finally understand all the stupid one-liners everyone keeps talkin' about.
Better late than never I guess... right?

How Do You...

wake up Lady Gaga?






...you poke her face...

Play Ball

So I know I've been away for a while, but here's a little glimpse of what I've been up to.

Last week, my schedule was tied up almost every day with helping out the USF Hui O Hawaii club for their big lu'au which took place last Saturday. All that was fun and exhausting, not to mention that I'm also training for a competition at the end of May, so my time is pretty stacked. Somehow in the meantime I've been able to make it to 3 Giants game and every game I've been to so far they've won - I'm 3 for 3 and lovin' it. I went to Opening Day, Filpino Heritage Night, and the afternoon game that took place the day after Filipino Heritage Night (we were still playin' the San Diego Padres). None of these are from Opening Day, but peep game.

Oh AT&T Park, how I love thee.

That was Filipino Heritage Night with Manny in special attendance and throwing the first pitch (if you didn't notice). Here was the afternoon game I went to the immediate day after. Nice weather. Bleacher seats (where the hardcore fans sit, in my opinion - which by the way, I am not claiming to be one of them. I'm just your regular sports fan). A lot of yelling, screaming, and baseball chants... including a whole bunch of weird white people dancing (see below). A boooooring ass game - it went into extra innings. Finally, we were able to pull thru bottom of the 10th. Final score, Giants 1 - Padres 0.





Dear, Mr. Fred Lewis

I want to like you right now, but your performance has been below par. So please. Step it up.


So...

Bleacher seats are hardcore. Upper reserve are nose bleeds but you can see everything. Lower reserve or box/club level are the best. But you get what you pay for... hopefully. Manny can throw a baseball (if you didn't notice, that was him throwing the first pitch). Giants games are fun. I haven't had better garlic fries than the ones at the AT&T park.

I'm not your hardcore fan or sports fanatic, but I love sports nonetheless.

- Raw

Wipin' Off The Dust

Yes, my peoples. I have returned. I gotta' wipe off a lil' dust in this biatch. I've put this blog up on the shelf for about over a week and it seems like a year has passed by. Believe me when I say that it wasn't intentional, I've just been a lil' more busy than usual.

Be back shortly.

Nukka Please!

Hope everyone's weekend is going well.
Mine went by pretty fast. Found this on my homies youtube page in his favorites section.

Thought it'd give ya'll a lil' Sunday afternoon comic relief.



- Raw

Hoop Dreams

As always, here is my weekly update for ya'll. (Starting last Friday - 4.10.09)

Weekly Update

Friday... Sutra?! Again?!
Fuk it, why not. Sister's old friend's in town from med school. Actually she has been for the past however many weeks but she's been in super-study mode. They decided to celebrate after she took her exam. Same ol' though. Nothin' interesting. Except we went to the strip club on our way back to the car for free. Dude let us get in cause it was 1:30am already. I'll spare the details.

Saturday... Top Secret Surprise Party?!
I think not. I jus went out to dinner at Benihana's for a "week-later" dinner celebration for a buddy's b-day. After there was nothing special. We kicked it at his house and messed with his '09 Macbook which is pretty sweet. Didn't do much... except fake out a whole bunch of Twitter folks by posting pictures (not me, my homie) from a while back when we partied at the Standard Hotel down in downtown L.A. They thought we were at a secret surprise b-day party, invite only. Neh... We weren't doin' a damn thing. First Saturday that I've been sober in a while. Crazy.

Sunday... Easter. (See: "Eggs-actly")

Monday... Warriors game.
This was the last Warriors game at Oracle Arena. I must say that I've had a great time hittin' up games this season, even though Monte fucked up the first half of the season by being injured from ridin' a freakin' moped. C'mon man. Step it up. At least say u was on a motorcycle or somethin. Actually, he prolly could've been but by saying so, it might've increased whatever penalized actions took place. That's for another discussion. So anyways, I must've hit up like 10 games this season. Doesn't sound like much, but it's at least double the amount I went last season.

Tuesday... Listening party.
Rick Ross' "Deeper Than Rap" officially leaked. At least with the forum that I use to download free music. Had to take a listen to it. I've been waitin' for this joint for a while. Other than that, I watched "Observe and Report." It was coo, but I missed the beginning minutes of it or so. Not super hilarious I guess. Seth is pretty coo, but he didn't have anyone from the crew with him, so it wasn't as funny.

Wednesday... the usual.
Nuthin' too special or extraordinary. Had a good lifting session at the gym, but that's part of my regularly scheduled program.

Thursday... HOOP DREAMS
At around 11am I hit the gym with a buddy to lift weights. We get a good lifting session in and after head on over to this basketball gym that we play at with all our folks. Today seemed dead, our Thursday afternoon consisted of half court 4 on 4 until it became 3 on 3 for about 4 hours. But on Friday's, it seems like every shows up 20 deep and you gotta wait 3 fuckin' games before you can get on. So today seemed pretty dead, only to be livened up by the local straggler. I call him the local straggler because he's the guy from somewhere in the neighborhood that shows up by himself and no one knows. But he's there all the time workin' on his shot. Doesn't really get how to play basketball, only he understands that the underlying concept is to put the ball in the hoop. He's a little strange in the head, and we've accepted it. What made this Thursday even more interesting was that he said he had to leave, so he picked up his things and headed towards the door. 30 minutes later, we see him standing at the front check-in desk. We realize he was trying to hit on the front-desk lady until she shoo'ed him away. He's a writer. He tried to share with her some of his work, but was unsuccessful. So instead, we let ol' boy share it with us. And it went a lil' somethin like this:



- Raw

WTF.LOL (part II)

"I got that white guuurl. That Lindsay Lohaaaaan..."

She's on eHarmony? What has the world come to? I came across this Tuesday night, but would've rather let Uncle Ricky get some shine on my blog page than this chick. Anyways, peep the ad.

**edit: the vid is gettin' taken' down. I'll try to continually repost if it continues.**

USPDF

I heard about this, and now I can say I've finally seen it.

The USPDF stands for, "United States Pole Dancing Federation" and every year they hold a competition, female only - Thank God. The application process is open to any female over the age of 18. However, only 12 applicants are chosen to compete based on (amongst other things as well) their skills, coordination, and creativity. Female applicants are to turn in a 2-3 minute video displaying their pole dancing skills.

After watching this highlight reel, I'm a little disappointed. Nudity, thongs, or g-strings lead to automatic disqualification. But they're supposed to display strength, flexibility, and sex appeal all at the same time. Honestly, these competitors look like gymnasts. Either that, or body builders. C'mon... Where's Candy? Destiny? I don't mean to sound like the male chauvinist, but no tits and ass? I'm talkin' bout before the nudity. These girls are doing gymnast poses. The closest thing to sexy was that stupid upside down body roll which would've looked ok on anyone else, but she looks like Siren from the American Gladiators.

Miss Sexy 2009 - No tits no ass.
Miss Trixter 2009 - I'd rather call her Miss Toothpick
Miss USPDF 2009 - Ok... Jenyne Butterfly. Not bad I guess. I hope she wasn't the one doing the upside down body roll. That would go against everything I just said.

Really though. I feel like they're tryna take pole dancing away from strippers. It's their livelyhood. They do it for a living. They make money. How many of these USPDF competitors dance on a pole for money? They're turning pole dancing into something else. They need a little less gymnast and a lot more sex appeal. I think they can do it and still keep their rules of a non-nude competition, but until they change somethin up, the gymnast is gona rule that competition, ending any kind of sex appeal that pole dancing brings. Weak.

What's In Your Playlist? (Part I)

Currently Listening To:

Finally... it officially leaked. Gotta take time to listen to the whole shindig. Hope ya'll got yours. Peep this track tho, it didn't make the album I guess. The Game, Ja Rule, & Fat Joe. Damn. The anti-50 Cent lineup.

Seriously tho... Ja Rule? It must be serious.



"...cause I fucked you up once, fucked ya up twice. And yer still talkin' shit. What must I do to get thru to you? Curly, get off my dick, fo' that ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper get that puh-puh-puh-puh-poppin' off the niggas that be mouthin' off. Read in between the lines when you hear me talk. Go on and get outta' line, this is RULE York..."

hahaha... wow.

Eggs-actly

Allow me to introduce to ya'll my family. (Up Above)

As I dabble in yet another form of artistic expression (photography), I'm beginning to realize how truly critical I am of my own work. When it comes to art, I throw out the rule book. I can shoot 9 bad pictures, but the 10th might be the one. So here are a few shots from last Sunday. I was at my sister's house in Hayward, and we had a whole bunch of Easter festivities. We basically ate and napped from 12pm - 4pm, then all the kids started doin' the whole Easter egg decorating deal. After, we flew a kite for shits and giggles and then had an Easter egg hunt. I'd rather keep as much of my family off the internet as much as I can, so check out the Easter egg basket above. That's my family. And this was us beforehand:


The kids had their little creative session goin' on. After the madness, we all put our names on an egg. But damn tho, why they gotta make the food coloring tablets look like this though?



I think ya'll catch my drift...
Anyways, this is my lil' nephew. The happiest baby ever. He always laughs and plays, he hardly ever cries. Sometimes he gets a lil' frustrated when he has to take a sh*! or when he's hungry, but other than that he's great. I know this goes against my whole family posting logic, but for the sake of art, why not.


- Raw

Hangover

So me and the fellas caught the new Fast and Furious movie the week it came out and I totally forgot about this trailer. I gotta share it with ya'll. For some reason I'm askin' around, and no one has seen this trailer but us. I'm sure people know about it, but I am pretty surprised word hasn't got out yet; maybe cause it doesn't carry the cast with a popular rep like the Apatow crew, but who knows. All I know is the Vegas theme / "WTF happened last night?" mentality is drawing me towards this film. And they lose the 1 buddy who seems to be the bachelor who's supposed to get married. Interesting.

C'mon now. Some people aren't cut out for Vegas. This shit looks crazy don't it?

**...there are probably different versions, but this is the exact trailer we saw in the theaters...**




If you've really gone to Vegas (and by that I mean you did Vegas right - party hard, no sleep, and maybe a little substance abuse), there should be at least one thing in this film you can relate to. I mean, maybe not waking up next to a tiger or a baby in your room. But c'mon. You get the picture.


"Shhhh..."

"Mike Tyson?!"

"... this is my favorite part comin' up right now... da dun da dun da dun da dun DUN DUN... BOW!"

"...he still got it..."

This is How We Measure Dicks... No Homo

WEEKLY UPDATE

So now I'm back on track. Let me say that shit's been gettin' crazy round here. I kinda' like it, I kinda' don't. But that's life right?

Friday, the 3rd.
I'm still resting from the little turn-around trip to Reno which blew a S*!TLOAD of my money. Friday night I had USF practice.
**USF has a club called Hui O' Hawaii (i think that's right... don't quote me) and they put on a Lu'au every year. It's basically their Hawaiian club. In the past 5 years (with the exception of Spring '07), I've been helpin' them out with putting on their show, alongside my teacher of course (He's been helpin' em out for like 9-10+ years). It's like a workshop.. sorta. Every year my teacher gets brought in as an instructor. We train the guys and girls for their lu'au and put together routines and what not. In the actual lu'au we get to lay back as musicians and provide the music and drumming for the club while they dance. So we usually only seem 'em any time during or after January up until their lu'au which usually falls end of April.**
Later that night was probably one of the most emotional/hilarious nights I've had goin' out to the club. It was the eve of my homie Alex's bday. We hit up Sutra. Did our thang. Ended up having a weird hour long conversation with my cousin's previous significant other about why things didn't work out. Left the club pretty faded. Seen certain folks who we have bad ties with for certain reasons. 5-0 was there, so I guess somebody's night was saved. I end up in front of my boy's car with a $44 pizza tryna' explain to my homies new girlfriend that we act the way we act and do the things we do and there's nothing wrong with it. Should I even have to explain?
Thus, I learned a new term.
"Measuring Dicks" (no homo) - this is coming from her of course.
When guys act like guys in a physical sense. Like horseplay.
... or that period right before guys get into a fight ...
Or if they actually do get into a fight, it's referred to (by her) as, "Measuring Dicks"
So in the event of learning this new term, "Measuring Dicks" I decided to celebrate by doing none other than, "Measuring Dicks." I can't explain to you the exact process, but I basically took a fully cemented parking meter and removed it from the ground.
Later that night I end up meeting the guys over at my boy's spot. We were all drunk and faded. Somehow I ended up shooting craps until 5:30 in the morning. I came there with $10 in my pocket. I think I left with about $80.

Saturday night was the real celebration of my boy Alex's bday. We go to Bruno's, a spot on 20th and Mission. Super packed... Crackin'... Just a little different crowd then we were used to. But the guy to girl ratio was really good so that wins points with me. No one remembers half of the night, and a whole bunch of people threw up. I knew at least three people did. Not gona' name who. But three different people yuked. So you know FOR SURE, it went down.

Sunday marked our 8th basketball game of our season. Team Go. 3-5.
We won. Smash House. Only we started out playing 5 on 4 cause half their team no-showed.
Sad story. But fuck it. We ended up playin' 5-5 later on after the 2nd half, but it was too late.
SMASH HOUSE. We'll be headin' into single elimination playoffs the week after Easter Sunday.

Monday, back to training. Hustle.. on the grind, all the time.

Tuesday... OPENING DAY!
Giants won. Shit was fun. Lower reserve right behind the Giants dugout. Never been that close at a baseball game. Makes me wana' cop tickets there all the time. We were 5 rows behind Peter Magowan. Garlic Fries were screaaaaamin'.

Wednesday... My uncle gets sick. Fak!
So I gotta cover for him (lead our practice in our Santa Clara branch). Everything was all gravy, only I missed out on a free ticket to the Giants game. A few rows behind home base. Where the shit's not numbered, it's lettered. Damn. DAMN! I coulda' went to back to back games. I end up headin' to Skylark that night after practice. Met up with some of the fellas. Too bad it was dumb crackin' and stupid packed.

Thursday... Academy of Science. Siiiiick.
So my sister's fiance's b-day recently passed and she decides to plan a surprise shindig for him today. We hit up the Academy of Science in the city. Every Thursday from 6pm-10pm, they're open to adults 21+ for only $10 admission. What's sick is that generally, it's $25 for adults at any other time of the day. AND they serve alcohol, which makes science a little more interesting in my opinion. So me and the fam tour the newly remodeled museum. It's super crowded cause everyone goes. FYI, they sell out online way in advance, so if you want tickets, get em. Otherwise, you have to wait in line. At about 5:30pm the line is about 100 yards long and it's not a guarantee you'll get in, unless of course you're towards the front. After our little expedition, we hit up Marnee Thai on Irving. Food was great. I would blog it, but I didn't take pictures.

Pretty busy week. Didn't go to Reno or anything, like last week. But still. Eventfull nonetheless.

Stay safe over the weekend folks.

- Raw

It's the BOSS

Rick Ross - Maybach Music 2 (feat. Kanye West, Lil' Wayne, & T-Pain)

Came across this the other day. Not sure what to think of it. I wana' say that it doesn't feel as pivotal as the first Maybach Music track. But I'll keep my door open to it. I like Ross' music. I NEEDA HEAR THE ALBUM UNCLE RICK! I'm currently waitin' for it to leak of course.








Not a big fan of Yeezy right now... but if I had to give him a line or two, well... here it is:

"...I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype. U hit the strip club and girls turn extra dyke. We know who not getin' no sex tonite. And a lap dance would prolly' be a blessin' right?..."
- Kanye

Glad to see Lil' Wayne not on the auto-tune for once.
T-Pain chorus.. eh. Don't have an opinion yet. Don't wana speak bad or good on it. Yet.
Ross. Can't be disappointed. And Justice League is always killin' it with these Ross tracks.

Think about it.

Who Wants To Get Serrrrrved?!

You ain't ready for the next generation of dancers.
My boy posted this on his myspace page a long time ago.
It always cracked me up every now and then after re-watching it here and there.



And then somewhere along the way I came across this:



I wonder how far these two will take their dancing careers. They should face each other in an online epic youtube dance battle. Crazy concept right? Is this the future of our generation? Why does this white kid just look like the white boys I already see at the club tryna get down? I hope I'm not too racist by saying that 15 years from now the asian kid will probably grow up to compete in a crew on America's Best Dance Crew, and the white boy will be that Irish kid who'll drink you under the table and dance the exact same way he's dancing in this video - when all else fails, turn around and slap your own ass.

- Raw

why is he hella buff though? what size beater is that?!

WTF.LOL

So in the midst of wrapping up my night, I was unable to leave my computer as a result of being flooded with a whole bunch of internet nonsense that you can't help but laugh at.

I mean, c'mon.

I type in "Remix" in YouTube and get this:



she's freakin' hot. but foreal. the voice? and is the Fubu jersey necessary?

then P-Funk hits me with this:



and now I can't help but sit here with a blank stare at my monitor... wtf.

and then I drop by Dirty's... see: "Betcha Can't Do It Like Me"

It never stops.

- Raw

What the Hell Happened?

It's Tuesday night, April 7th.
My last post before my mobile post on Thursday, April 2nd, was the day before that, Monday, the 1st. Which makes it 5-6 days since my last post and I feel like it's been a month. At least with all the things that have fit inside the past week or so. I didn't give you a weekly update on the 3rd. I'll try to fill you in here and there. But chyea.

A big reason why I've been outta' commission is cause I've been sick. Body aches, fever symptoms, hard cough, green flem. You get the picture.

Somehow I rehabilitated enough to hold myself together for a quick turn-around trip Wednesday night, returning Thursday afternoon (last week). Me, my cuz, and my uncle, along with a bag of Cadbury Thizzles (see: Thursday, April 2nd) blasted to Reno Wednesday night at around 11:30pm. Hit the Silver Legacy at around 3am and checked into our room. We hit the casino floor between the Silvery Legacy and El Dorado until about 7am. We returned to the room, KO'ed until 10:30am, only to wake up and do it again until about 12pm. That night, I must've drank a whole Hennessy fifth to myself, passed out and woke up thinking, "...what the hell happened last night?..." And in the midst of all the commotion, somehow I remembered exactly how much I lost that night. We bounced in the afternoon. I don't want to get into specifics, but lets just say my wallet's dented.

That was pretty much my big highlight of last week. My cuz was on vacation, so we did anything he wanted to do. I felt like it was fuckin' Adventure week. Anyways. I'm back to the regular planned schedule.... sort of. not sure if that even exists.

Be with ya'll shortly.

- Raw

Quick Getaway + Road Trip Snackage

Well I'm on my way to Reno.
Quick turn around trip. Glad I got these little guys wit me.

Snackage baybeh!

Ill holla.

**via blackberry**

- Raw

Mason Aguirre

Not too long ago, the Dew Tour made its way over to Northstar at Tahoe. I believe I went there the week before and the week following. I would've went to the Dew Tour, but I'm not much for being a spectator if I'm gona' drive a few hours away to stand around and wait in the snow - I'd rather hit the slopes. Although I did hear from someone who did go that weekend, she said that the runs were empty 'cause everyone was tryna' check out the competition. So who knows. Maybe I should've gone. But would I have hit the slopes? Or got sucked into the audience?

Anyways, when I was making my decision on my new setup, I came across the Burton Custom. I was riding my sister's fiance's old Custom and enjoyed it, so I was looking into the current model and ended up gettin' the 09. Along my path to enlightenment, this guy popped up: Mason Aguirre. He rides a Custom. He's also Raw as hell became pro when he was 15. Not sure as to when Burton picked him up, but I know he's born in 87, which makes him 22 in 09. He took Superpipe finals at the Dew Tour at Northstar. Only, he's riding the 2010 Custom model cause all the important dudes get the gear a year in advance. Here's some highlight footage with him at the end:

April Never Fools

"Chuck Norris' calendar goes straight from March 31st to April 2nd. No one fools Chuck Norris."

Twitter... Day 7

but it's really Day 10 cause I didn't keep up.

i jus came down with somethin. think i caught a virus. feel like crap.

all in all, Twitter's fun to use, but it's more fun if you're an iPhone user cause you have the easiest on-the-go access. that and you have to have people u know on it to make things more interesting. i wana say that these online social networks dont get much traffic now that twitter's here. or is it just me? cause im usually on twitter instead, which leads me to believe that since twitter is a newer/quicker/more simple platform, a lot of people will be spending there time tweeting versus logging onto myspace & facebook. but who knows.

- Raw