Sunday, December 30, 2012

2012: A Year In Rap Memes

 ~sarah p.

p.s. So long as the world keeps doing things like this once in a while until the world stops turning, I am certain that the human race is going to be okay.

p.p.s. My big New Year's resolution is to try the 'Build Your Own Hobbit Slam' at Denny's, so clearly 2013 is going to kick ass!

Monday, December 24, 2012

Rap Party.

Tomorrow I will be all doom and gloom and whiny and bored as fuck of all the commercialism and mistletoe. Tomorrow I will be sad for those who have no family, no money, or no hope. Tomorrow I will be full, tired, and broke, and just want the holidays to be over.
Tonight though, I'm taking a bath, drinking high-priced beers, dropping beats, and feeling sorry for anyone who is missing out on this (currently solo) rap party in my kitchen.

~sarah p.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Not Big Enough For The Both Of Us.

Robin Williams is coming to town on some sort of "comedy tour", and I'm still deciding if I should puke in a box and mail it to his hotel room, or just go ahead and burn the whole hotel down.

~sarah p.

Sunday, December 09, 2012

Diamond Life.

Last night, I had every intention of going out on the town, like I used to so often in my youth. I painted my face, ran a brush through my hair, and struggled into pricey new mustard-yellow tights. Dylan and I took a cab uptown in -20C weather, and enjoyed a couple of delightful cocktails in my favorite hole-in-the-wall. There is a strange sense of camaraderie when you leave your house in this weather, like an unspoken respect for all other patrons that braved the elements to sip on a sidecar beside you on a toasty bar stool. We left to move on to the next place, but my heart just wasn't into it. Instead, Dylan foraged on, while I jumped in the next available cab and headed back home. I poured myself a fragrant bath, and whispered every word along to 'Smooth Operator'. I've never been too sure of what Sade meant when she mentioned a 'diamond life', but most of my life has been spent in pursuit of whatever it may be. While drying off, I caught the beginning of SNL, wherein Jamie Foxx introduced himself as 'Jamie Fiz-oxx', and launched into a routine about how 'black people are the new white people'. As I slipped into vanilla-scented sheets, I reminded myself that nobody really wants to deal with my bizarre social skills, or see my face in public, anymore anyway.

~sarah p.

Tuesday, December 04, 2012

I hate winter, but I loved this weekend.

Sometimes, perspective is everything, folks.

~sarah p. 

p.s. The Group Hug Tour touches down in Calgary this Saturday, and the white girl rapper inside of me couldn't be more excited. A few months ago, I ran into an old friend who mentioned that I didn't wear as many gold chains as I used to, but I can't think of a better excuse to dust off the collection.

p.p.s. After prying and prying, I found out that Dylan is getting me a cat for my birthday! I spend hours a night looking over photos of rescue cats and giggling. I am so excited.

p.p.p.s. I bought Banana beer last weekend! It was life-changing! Try it!