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Monday, September 11, 2006 

Note to Self: Don't Go to Hip-Hop Shows

Self, please remember to not go to any more hip-hop shows unless:

1) You need to be reminded when the new album is dropping in stores.
2) You can't wait to watch a stage full of skinny white chicks, freshly plucked from the audience, dancing soulessly to some funky beats.
3) You're really interested in hearing how well the family members and friends of each of the billed artists can rhyme.
4) You want to enjoy sped up and clipped renditions of some of your favorite tracks.
5) You feel the need to stand around for hours waiting for the main act to come on.
6) When the main act finally does come on, you want to witness them spending up to 1/2 their time on stage going off on some diatribe and/or stopping again and again to axe the crowd to "make some nooooiiiiiiiise!!"

And finally Self, remember, you're not hatin', you're just sayin'...

Whenever I go to Hip Hop shows it always smells like Uncle Harrell's house.

Don't forget:

- you really want to waive your hands in the air and act like you just don't care.

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