In LALA Land

Got to LA yesterday and it's cold!!!!!! It's in the 30's kind of cold; nearly froze to death when I got to LAX. Anyways it was a long day of flying and I only had enough energy to hit up In N Out Burger before passing the fuck out. My internet's fucked so posts will be sporadic at best.

It's Official

Dual status... but with the world image of the States and the fact that my new passport is hooked up with a "integrated chip" I'm not sure if this is a good thing. Oh well at least a black was elected president. 6 days till Cali!

My Attempt At Baking

In a temporary bout of insanity I decided that I would bake some M&M cookies because how hard could baking some cookies could be? Here are the results:
Batch #1

The next 2 batches came out the same way and I thought "huh...." I couldn't find flour so I figured I'd use pancake mix because it's essentially flour right? Yeah not quite and 3 botched batches later I found some flour and instead of make more batter with it, I threw it in with the M&M pankcake mix. So here's what number 4 looked like.

I've learned that you can't substitute pancake mix for flour but they still turned out ok!

12 DAYS TILLS CALI!

In n Out burger; so close yet so far!

Hip Hop Figures 101

Since coming back to Boca I've been learning how to become apart of my family because I failed that test miserably the last time I lived here. That means putting extra effort in the mom department but it's been even harder because she's going through one those "recapturing my youth" phases. She's traded in her designer jeans for Juicy Couture velour track suits, her skirts have become micro minis and all those stilettos are now causal flats. "Casual is how the kids are doing it these days" she says. Instead of hitting up the suburban martini lounges with her friends, she wants to join us kids to go clubbing in Miami Beach. I should clarify that my mom is a hot mom; people think we're sisters everywhere we go. Guys will hit on us as if they've landed the sister duo and even with her sudden change in dress she still kills it. That said she's still my mom and I just can't be her best friend. Now that she's tackled her new fashion sense I guess the next step was the youth interest in the media. I have to make it clear that my mom's not in the know when it comes to celebrities and when watching ANYTHING with her it's constant "who's that?", "where have I seen him/her before" and "I thought he/she was dead" no matter who it is. Not to mention it then leads to a 4 hour lesson on specific said person and EVERYONE they've come in contact with in their lives to which she then says 'OHHHHHH" and forgets everything the moment you're done talking. Today was no different. Of all things that fate had to send her way today of all days was on the most complex subject: hip hop. It all started while we were drinking daiquiri's and watching Kimora:Life in the Fab Lane. After explaining EVERYTHING about Kimora it lead to Russell Simmons which led to explaining RUN DMC, Def Jam and hip hop as a whole. To capsulize a LOOONNNNGGGGG story here's the list of who she thought was dead:





To her if their on cover of a magazine or in the news it means they've been shot. Here's the list of people she thought were alive:

TUPAC!!!!!!!! I know it's not a list but when I googled Tupac and she thought he was alive, it was too much to take; that one alone makes the list long enough. If you're a conspiracy theorist then to you she's right but compare the dead to alive list. I couldn't make this up if I wanted. I love my mom but hip hop, celeb culture altogether actually, just isn't her thing.