A few nights ago, I decided to take a trip down memory lane and watch some of the St. Ides ads that I’d watched as an adolescent, and even check out a few that I may have missed. The bulk of these 30 to 60 second ads are better than a great deal of “music” coming out nowadays.

Today is Mother’s Day and my mother has come down from Cleveland for the weekend, and while it’s nice to see her..sometimes I’ll think that it’s time for her to go. Nothing too serious but just slight irritations. A few nit picky things that make me glad that I live alone like questioning the fact that I tossed out some old bread, or how junky it is. I told her that she should have seen it just a few days prior, she might have beaten me.

Late Tuesday evening, a local amateur “photographer” named Emanuel Wallace was arrested and charged with felony possession of cocaine with intent to distribute. Okay, not really but from time to time my mother and I talk about ways to get by and such. I wonder how she’d feel if I ever got into hustles like that. I guess we’ll never know.

Where were you when it happened. Given the date, I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. What types of thoughts went through your mind? Fear? Disbelief? Anger? Happiness? As the day progressed, what types of things did you see happening around you? Just wondering.

When I was a kid, I used to want to be a rapper. The older kids called me Tiny Tim, so when I started rapping they called me MC Tim. I had another name as well and that was DC, which stood for Devastating Chris. Me and my friends would be at school putting on little shows at recess and such.