At A Moments Notice...

Well, son, I'll tell you: Life for me ain't been no crystal stair. It's had tacks in it, and splinters, and boards torn up, and places with no carpet on the floor--bare.

But all the time I'se been a-climbin' on, and reachin' landin's, and turnin' corners, and sometimes goin' in the dark where there ain't been no light. So boy, don't you turn back. Don't you set down on the steps cause you finds it's kinder hard.

Don't you fall now--for I'se still goin', honey, I'se still climbin', and life for me ain't been no crystal stair... ~Langston Hughes, Mother to Son

So many things have been going on recently that I really don't know where to start. Nevertheless I will start with the obvious: Atlanta was off the chains, as Fred would say. I had such a good time chillin' with the folks in the ATL. And it seemed everyone showed up just to ensure I had the time of my life and I am so humbly grateful to them all. Especially the brothers at the DIC who openned up their home to me and showed me the true meaning of southern hospitality! Words can not express the respect I hold for you brothers!

The website has decidely developed a mind of its own. I have no idea why the comments still aren't working. And today is the first time I've been able to actually type and post anything to this blog so whatever thoughts I had are gone since I used the additional time to catch up on some much needed work. But the important thing is, did ya miss me? Ah-ha! Gotcha! You can't comment anyway.

I would like to send a personal thank you out to Sdot and Fred (hereinafter referred to as The Pub) for holding me down (as always) in the ATL. No joke people these two men are amazing and without a doubt make me proud to call them friends.

Okay so, I'm tapped out. And well since you probably can't respond to this blog, let's take it to The Forum and see what you guys have to say about a question The Pub asked while travelling back to NYC. Opinion anyone?