Author Archives: Chris

Westside Wednesday Edition

Going again tomorrow to make it 3 visits in 3 days.

Campaigning for patient of the year, I’m counting on your support.

Well, shit.

If my blood pressure wants to end me, it has to get in line behind my enemies. All 7 of them. You know who you are. There used to be 9. You know what happened.

Before I had 18 X-rays taken. Got a fun few weeks ahead of me.

Previously: On the edge of my seat

If you sleep for too long, you could pass up your dreams.

Sonny Bamboo on the song, “Cinderella Man

  • Matt: I was noticing you write a lot of lyrics about—
  • Diana: Being really sad?
  • Matt: Yeah.
  • Diana: I have a lot of inspiration.
  • Matt: Well, that’s what I wanted to ask you about. You’re able to work when you feel like that?
  • Diana: No, but I’m able to drink when I feel like that. And then I’m able to work.

— From an episode of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip

“You’re my Beyonce. I ain’t tryna wife no scrub. Power couple or nothing.” —Me, apparently


Rain drops on the balcony

Can I make it to my 4 year annivorcery of not having a fulltime job? Just need to keep my head down for a few more weeks.

I heard your CD dropped. The cashier picked it up and put it back on the shelf.

Real Deal in a rap battle vs Deffinition

If you didn’t know, Victoria is my favorite half-Korean half-white tattooed girl to have insult-matches with.

  • Victoria: You should write a book. About me. I’d read it.
  • Chris: There once was a girl who never dated anyone. Forever. The end.
  • Victoria: That’s the whole book?
  • Chris: Ungrateful broads.
  • Victoria: Is that the title?
  • Chris: <3


Morning view from the balcony.

Late-night video chat with Saige in Australia, where they have whiskey and coke in a can. To make a bad thing worse, a fly got into the can during our talk. She found out the hard way. Number of spit-takes during our call: 3.

You ain’t talkin to me.
You gotta have at least a thousand in your pocket if you want to talk to a G.

— Calicoe in a rap battle vs Heartless


Coffee tastes sweeter after midnight. Related post: Confirmation gift

I remember her, she remember me
I liked her like a simile

— Common (“Six Ft. Over” by Cocaine 80’s)