Friday, December 30, 2011

Backseat Muthafuckas, the re-post

I know it is counterproductive to send my readers to another blog, but hey, all two of you, need to read this article anyway. And you will quickly notice me as a backseat muthafucka as well, cuz I be copyin Ghost's blog style like a true biter.
Sent this linkee to the main rapper from my old crew and he all he said was, "I live this shit, nahmeen."
And I am not sayin this is Ghost's funniest I have read, but it is thorough as hell and still pretty damn funny.
BIG GHOST CHRONICLES: Backseat Muthafuckas
I am happy to say that my fiance, J. Cole comes out a'ight. That's why he's my fiance.
But that's gettin me onto other subjects.
And we will be talkin bout how there's tryna be two "Cole worlds" out there right now, some other time.

Too Drizzy

Disheveled Prom Queen, getting ready to go be a tourist in her hometown. Gettin ready to roll up to NYC for a slice; that's right. So I only have time to do a drive by.
And as if we don't already know, I must weigh in on this real quicklike.
Girl, he is clever and all, but NO man should be on your mind that much.
Drake saying the tattoo artist is an asshole. Is that how you really feel?
Only thing that could save this is if the girl was blacked out when she did.
Expressing her subconscious thoughts or some shit.
DPQ recommends bangs, and some dark sunglasses, quick.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Cutest One

What a year to pick to actually follow the whole NBA season.
It's the third day and I am already disheveled.
Good chance I'll get shy and go back to my playground court.
Whew.
Cuz, this year, I just be whorin.
Flirtin around with all the different teams till I find who I like.
A friend suggested that instead of picking a team to follow, that I pick a player.
Me. Pick a Player?
Don't I usually?
And let's be real.
If we're gonna keep it that simple, I might as well pick the cutest one.
Hmm hmm, who will I be cheerleadin for.....
 
All the way to the hoop!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Freestyle

I was geekin hard on Clippers fashion this Christmas!
The socks are serious. And red and green sneaks!
Geekin
and Billups standin out in green Classics.
Geekin

Sunday, December 25, 2011

I have the privilege of sharing this with you.
And on the other side.
This act of vandalism not done by some young hoodlum from the neighborhood, but by the foreman of the crew of Quality Elevator himself.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Nature Graff

Did we already talk about how I like Nature Graffiti?
When done right, a little graffiti in a natural setting never hurt anybody.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Ex-Files

DPQ, using the blog as therapy again.
As she learned a couple key things last weekend.
First off, drinking too much Stoli is a fast track to disheveled-ness.

And considering that I described, my journey to the remote party location as "disheveled," it is not surprising that certain disheveled events would follow in the wee hours of the after party.
Mainly mistaking a poor Gent who resembled the Ex, to be the Ex due to overexposure to Stoli and cussing him out and I quote, "as if he owed me 3 years of back child support."
True story, wrong bloke.
So disheveled.
But the good news is, I was concerned I was getting my act together and running out of disheveled tales to tell. Apparently. not the case.
And the bloke was such a gent, he forgave me.
Really the best part of the night was when the Stolified DPQ decided to reminisce and rock the mic like she used to, apparently causing the dudes in the cipher to need a minute or two to regroup. It was a moment for the Queen of Obscurity which I am quite sure was inspired by this tune right here.
Cuz I'm not saying I maintain that grace when I do it, but I do go in.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Did I Keep It Classy?

Birthday's comin up in a month. In my vanity, I am posting this pic up, so you will know that I am classy in my old age.
But really, I snapped this photo because I thought it looked elegant the way red wine compliments the black stem of the glass. So classy.

Girlie Graph

Disheveled Prom Queen, aka, the Dish Fairy, aka Queen of Obscurity, and Tony's Old Girl, cuz me-n-him, we broke up....well, I love wheatpastings.  
 Cute Japanese girl holding a gun. Nice.

Hair Hair

Coming soon to a strip mall near me.
Forreal.

More Signs

So, looks like to the point store signs are becoming a thing for a Disheveled Prom Queen such as I to take notice of. More to come.
Maybe it was my mind state due to buzzin off a night cap on the long drive home from the sticks of Delaware, but this one struck my fancy.
 Considering that all we did was dash in, I found this to be quite classic.
Not to worry, the store does come equipped with the sketchy guy who stands outside of the Dash In
all night. He was looking me over pretty hard while I snapped these pics.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Almost relevant Music Posting

Disheveled Prom Queen, aka the Dish Fairy, aka Queen of Obscurity, Tony's Old Girl;
hyped up to finally share the feelins I been catchin off my new rapper crush, J. Cole.
One of his joints be blowin up on my mind.
Young girl at the job tellin me it's time to move on, but I'm just not ready.
When I first heard this joint, I was like, hold up, what is this?
Cuz the sample on the beat track was speakin to me.
I mean the lyrics is poppin too. I liked joined twitter so I could be that girl he's followin.
@tonysoldgirl
But um, let's squeeze in the culture lesson before y'all think I just be only disheveled.
Really ridin the coattails off some research my girl did about the sample on this tune, but
Ba bam;
http://www.thisisafrica.me/music/detail/2058/J-Cole-raps-over-a-classic-from-Guineas-golden-era-of-music
Aw yeah, this is what we like to see; roots music mixed with pop culture.
Go ahead J.. sneak it in on the young-ins.
That's why in murder, marry, fuck,  yesterday, I said I would marry you.

Holiday Guilt

DPQ back in the area. Feels good to be back.
Literally been offline since the night of the last post.
Was about to be feelin pent up which is why I had ended up gettin twisted enough to toss cookies on the precious laptop, only after drunk e-mailing the sleeper crush in the first place.
So disheveled....
But anyway, so like, the other day,
the Ex (baby daddy) is like tryn get me to set up my decorations on the Christmas tree at his crib.
And I'm like, no offense, but I am a little psychotically sentimental about my collection,
that's not gonna  happen.
Then he goes on to say,
"and we could do a once a year holiday "celebration" to y'know get the family vibes goin."
To which I am again like.....silence.
MF'd besomehow figurin out how to get me pregnant or some shit.
to which he then goes on to say, c'mon, who you been with lately?
What you gonna do, go and find Kenny....?
 At which point I am looking at him thinking to myself,
and what makes you think I ain't talkin to a Kenny mother fucker right now.
Drawn.
Calls himself a Greenman and never seen this punk even water a house plant.
throwin some Kenny shit in my face after all these years.
make a girl wanna use forbidden terms like nigga and such.
Looks like he'll be gettin coal in his stocking again this year.