BUYYY YOU A DRANK!! – TPAIN

This is just something I’ve noticed…One of my Rants

Scenario : LASVEGAS LAX.
Situation : A group of my friends (I will not say who) headed into this nightclub around 1030 and me and my friends headed off to gamble.  Around 12:30 we recieved a call saying that they were drunk and wanted to hang out.  I was flabbergasted at how fast they were drunk.  We met up and I asked them how they get drunk so fast.  They replied, “Blah flirted w/ some guys and he invited us back to their table”  I was thinking damn…thats insane.  Thats crazy!

So i asked a few of my friends that are girls if they did this when they’re single and on the prowl, and they replied that it was very common.

I think to myself this is horrible!  There are girls out there that actually head out to clubs w/ probably 4 bucks in their purses, expecting to get drinks for free, where us guys have to shovel out our hard earned bucks for a drink that is probably worth a buck and pay 13 bucks for it.

I am one of the few guys who is strong against this because.
A. I’m not that stupid
B. I’m a B.o.B (baller on budget)

lol

I mean its not even w/ bars but w/ house parties and what not, guys are usually the one purchasing the alchohal.

So breaking shit down…
A girl dresses up super hot, to go out to possibly get with a cute guy that will buy her drinks….(I fail to see how this is vastly different from prostitution) The thing is..i see this shit all the time, from working at the clubs.

Whats your take on all this???

(Short Post)

I sat on a plane next to terrorist…

Eye catching title right??? Its a bit exaggerated, but not far from the truth. I’ve just returned from a very short trip back from the South of France for the Cannes Film Festival. This trip I will definitely blog later, for now. a short story about the end of my trip. Just to update, I’ve returned fatigued like no other.

So from Nice, France,  Wesley & Debbie dropped us off at the airport to grab our flight to London. We took EasyJet Airlines aka Refugee airlines aka the Southwest Airlines of France except ghettoer. They charged me for water on the plane when I was coming into France. So, on this trip, I had barely slept, and decided to do all my sleeping on the planes, and pretty much knocked out to my Khalil Fong playlist on my brothers Ipod. I woke up w/ this unbelievable thirst and craving for food. When we got off in London, I told Kevin & Jae (my travel partners from FM) that I would be real quick and would meet them at the next terminal for our next flight from London to Philly.

I whisked my way to a currency exchange where the guy blatantly ripped my ass off.
Scene : London Airport.
Tom : Hi! heres 20bucks, can i just ask how much pounds would i get if I was to exchange this?
Londouche guy : <click clack click clack> it would be around 9.15 pounds because we take away 3pounds as a service fee…
Tom : (damn thats a lot) hm……welll…thats okay then….(i’m saying it in a tone, that I don’t want it)
Londouche guy : <click clack> here we go…
Tom : uhhhhh i didn’t want to exchange it
Londouche : too late…here we go…
Tom : motherfucker….<under my breath>

So thats just part of it…I run to mickeydees, and get my food run to the terminal. So as I walk into the terminal I see 3 guys & a girl getting searched and getting their stuff checked. Now they didn’t look islamic? or middle eastern or anything. They looked like Akon & Akons brothers & Sister. As I walked by I didn’t think much of it to be honest, because I thought thats kind of messed up…”racial profiling”

As we board the plane I had realized that Kev & Jae would be sitting together and I was by myself like 10 rows a head. So Picture this was the seating chart. I was in 22C…and 22B & A were empty..So was 23ABC.
e= empty / Me=Me
<e><e><Me>
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Thats how it looked like. Well then comes Akon & Family boarding the plane, and they sit next to me. I didn’t think much of it at first. Once again I’m a very like whatevs about the situation, till the captain comes to us. The captain ask the guys for their tickets. Now I see in his hand, that theres a ticket stub, but the captain wanted the Etickets, but they don’t have it. So the captain leaves and gets another guy. Once again same questions, and Akon (the leader) couldn’t speak english and just gave the captain the Itinerary they had. So this time the Captain makes all of them get off the plane.

At this point, I”m thinking “cool…i have my own row”

But nope another dude comes aboard w/ a CTU vest or something and a badge that says CRIMESTOPPERS and ask if he can inspect my row. He starts tearing through the seats and looking through all the crevices and what not to see if there was anything suspicious. At this point I was kind of freaked out.

Me : I don’t want to sound weird or anything but should I be worried that I’m sitting there.
Stewardess: No no, this is to make you feel safe.
Me : eh…this doesn’t make me feel too safe.

After a 15 minute thorough search, I was informed that I could sit at my seat. Then 5 minutes later Akon’s Sister come back and the stewardess said she could sit anywhere she wanted…(So you’re thinking she sits in the row behind me right?) Nope! She decides to sit RIGHT NEXT TO ME. not even like WIndow Seat next to me…MIddle Seat next to me. (Thats like calling the middle seat when theres only 2 people riding in the backseat. ) I’m so thrown off by this, even the stewardess suggest that she could have her own row, but nope, she decides to sit right next to me.

So thats my exciting trip back.

I’ve been very much fatigued since I’ve been back. I’m trying to rest up. for anybody going to Vegas Memorial Weekend, I’ll be there!

I’ll come back w/ a super adventures update… I promise

- Tom Neezy
ISA x BoBz

Musing : Tipping is another way to Make it Rain!

Recently I’ve lost my camera.   It’s been pretty rough to be honest.  I lost it last Thursday.  So many times, have I wanted to take a flick, and was not able to.  Hopefully I will solve this soon.  I’m planning to get a new camera on my own, hopefully the canon sd1000 which is surprisingly only 160 on AMAZON.COM! O_o nuts!  So hopefully i don’t lag about this purchase (I’m a indecisive shopper)  and I’ll have some new picture updates of my adventures.

But to the main point of this blog!  I was a bit elevated when I thought of this topic, and of course reminded myself to write it down on my SK so I would remember to write about this.

So my mind wanders when I’m lifted as do others.  It started at dinner w/ the homie DJ Stonnie of Crookyln Clan / Shanghai’s Bling night club.  Stonnie has pretty much been part of my “crew” since I’ve returned back from China.  So for his first 6 months when he moved here, he didn’t go out much since he didn’t know too many people.  After returning with me from Shanghai, I”ve been trying to be a “tourguide” and show him Hollywood & the fine dining we have in California.  So of course the dude has to make a visit to Ktown’s very famous Mannas!

So we went out there, and were joined by Debbie Vander-meuleun (I hope I spelled that right.). Debbie is veteran out at the Cannes Film Festival.  She has done a lot of social events, and what not out there.  We had a great dinner, discussing classic movies (Citizen Kane, Monty Python, Back 2 the Future!, etc) and just good music that she was surprised I listened to for someone my age (Sinatra, Bon Jovi, U2, Earth Wind & Fire, etc.).  We also talked some business and got ready to head out.

Now, Stonnie paid w/ his card, and heres the thing.  Stonnie isn’t a cheapskate or anything, so I’m definitely trying not to put him on blast., but where he comes from (Shanghai), theres no tip. I mean nothing. You pay for the BILL. and you leave. If it says 180rmbs. its 180 Rmbs. not 200.  He knows that we have to tip out here, but just not exactly how much.  So after he writes down the tip and what not, the lady comes back and says “you tip too lesss”  I was like wow, wtf did she actually come back and ask for more money! thats nuts.  I looked at the tip, it wasn’t UNREASONABLE, but i mean im sure she expected more.  So, Stonnie was so thrown off by this.

This got me thinking.

It reminded me the opening scene of Reservoir Dogs (Click to view what I’m talking about), Where Steve Buscemi argues on the etiquette of tipping.  If you’re to lazy to click on the link that I’ve provided above, to cut thing short, he believes that TIPPING shouldn’t be a automatic thing.  It should be depended on whether he believes that he got good service or not.

Why do we tip?  I mean I partially disagree with the dude, and at the same time I don’t.  I guess I really don’t understand since I’ve never been a waiter before, but I agree that sometimes tipping is not needed.  I think if a waiter has been cheerful, and been as attentive as can be, I’ll be more then glad to give him 20 percent or what not.  But at times its just ridiculous.  Mannas was a perfect example.  They came to us once, just to drop off the food, and never returned.  Why, does a huge tip matter here?  Its like going to the restroom at the club.(I don’t know if girls restroom have this.) Theres always this one bathroom attendant dude, that stands in the already SUPER CRAMPED restroom handing out towels.  Why is that guy in there for.  Are we that incompetent on getting our own towels for ourselves after we wash our hands?  I mean, cut me a break boss!  If there are other reasons why he’s in there, thats fine.  Why is it etiquette that we have to tip this dude for getting this towel of paper to wipe my hands.  Its embarrassing for the cheap mofos that have to walk out of the restroom wiping their hands on their pants ( I know some of you people do!)

Another thing that I’ve taken notice is.  Tipping definitely is a way to social standings.  My money situation has always been ups & downs.  I’ve had times where I’ve been making money comfortable where I toss down tip, like its nothing.  But I’ve had plenty of times where I’ve been broke phi broke, and tried to tip exactly the right amount.  So I’ve come to the conclusion that tippin is the BOUGIE Way of “MAKING IT RAIN”. Instead of showing off to a crowded room of people, you are making it rain classily in front of whoever you are with plus the person you’re tipping and his/her staff.
Sorry, I know this is a hot mess, and I apologize if it makes no sense.

Adventures coming soon…

p.s. this post is fucking long

Rants & Musings

Random Time.

Free Tshirts
I’ve always been kind of amused by peoples fascination with free t-shirts. I mean 75 percent of the time, the shirts are oddly designed, or they have so many ads & sponsor logos that you end up looking like a Nascar racer. I’m not saying I’m above it at all. In the past, I’ve been one of the million faces in a crowd throwing my hands up and making as much noise as I can, so in hopes whoever is playing pitcher w/ tshirts will throw the XL or XXL that I will definitely not fit, my way. The sad thing about this is, it’ll most definitely find a spot at the bottom of my tshirt drawer. So if any of you aspiring rappers, rockers, or singers have a tough crowd, the secret to getting them wild is…”If all else fails, free tshirts!”
Not too sure where I was going with that, just something I noticed.

Super Creepers
I’ve recently attended Hot Import Nights with FM to help man their booth (We were pretty much like a midget in the NBA. We stood out like no other, being a rap group in the midst of Super SICK ass Cars, Hot models, and not hot models.). So for about a good 2-3 hours I manned the booth while the boys went to do their sound check & perform. I did what I do best, I people watched. I have come to the conclusion that there are 5 different types of people that attend HIN. I shall list them below.
1. Car enthusiast - The only people that attend this function with the right reasons.
2. Creepers - You know who you are. The guys that attend HIN, because of all the hot models, that probably won’t give you the time of day. By the way theres nothing wrong with this, I have friends that do attend these functions to check out chicks, I just really wouldn’t pay 25 bucks to do this. (sidenote : Near my booth was Tia Kai, a model who was signing a photo & taking a picture with this guy who probably falls under this category, and he was with his girlfriend! I found this really amusing)
3.Wannabe Models – These are the girls that attend this function in hopes that some car dude or magazine editor will take notice in them and make them the next Super hot Import model.
4. Misc – Theres not many people in this category, this category is filled with people who come to watch the show (IE: The Game performed at the main stage). The little kids who are dragged their by their cousin or uncle who has a car in the show, random girl who has a boyfriend that is obsessed with hot chicas (see above), etc.
5. Super Creepers - The coup de grâce of weirdos. The reason for this rant/musing. You’ve seen these guys (mostly guys) at clubs. You know, the ONE weird old guy at the club on a friday night. Like he knows he really doesn’t belong, but he’s there anyways? Yeah, that guy. Well HIN is like a convention for them. Out of 20-30 attendees one of them is most likely a SC (Super Creeper). Kind of like this guy.

What makes them a SC? Who am I, to say that these dudes are SC? Let me break it down to you with the notes that I’ve gathered from my rigorious investigation while I sat on a box, protecting the FM shirts & merch. I’ve broken it down to one MAJOR thing. What is it? Its all in THE EYES. Yup, theres usually this glazed look in their eye as they stare at the model, while she is signing the 5th magazine that he has purchased from her. (I was with my god sis, Lisa Fleming last year at HIN and this was the first time I’ve noticed THE EYES. He pretty much spent about 100 bucks on random portraits that I could easily print on my computer, and calendars of her. While all this, looking at her with this “Imma rape you” facial expression. He stuck by her booth pretty much for a good hour just staring.) I have a lot more notes on this, but I shall cut it short, because I’m sure I’m boring you.

Random Food/Drink Rating
McDonalds new Premium Roast Ice Coffee

1 Word, Whack. Zero stars, do not purchase. I was very disappointed. I still have this gross taste in my mouth.

Last but not least,
Since ya’ll have put up with my lengthy post, I shall leave you with a couple of links of mp3s of songs that I’ve recently downloaded and enjoyed.
Lil Wayne – Lollipop Remix featuring T-Pain - I stumbled onto this song by accident after searching for the original. The original really grew on me, so I searched for the mp3, and I’ve fallen in love with this remix.
Ne-yo – Closer – This is supposedly Ne-yo’s next single off his third album. It grew on me really quickly.
Panic at the Disco – Pretty Odd – The girlfriend informed me how dope this album was. After a quick listen, the album is definitely has been getting a lot of plays on the itune. You can tell they were definently inspired by a lot of Simon & Garfunkel, and The Beatles. (I’d feel bad if I posted a link for the album, so message me if you want it. )

Best,

Tom Ngo