Whuddup Blog....
Everytime i think about the first step i ever took alone, makes me realize the prince was made for a throne... Defeated the beast, sword from stone... Smoke so much green i am better off alone...
Peace,
JW Sharp
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The Olden Days
Whuddup Blog,
1994-ish...i was the shit. I mean you couldn't tell me much. i was 11. And to 11 year old boys, who were the coolest people you could imagine? For me it was athletes. Jordan, Deon, Griffey, Rice, Larry Johnson, whoever. I was into sports because my dad was into sports. My dad was also an athlete. Baseball. Career .280 hitter, only 123 RBI's, his greatest accomplishment in '92 when he was voted into the allstar game by the coaches. So not only in my young corruptible mind, but in the 11 year old boys' minds around me, i was the shit. At least i thought so. I was somebody. I was the kid whos dad plays baseball. Do you know Tommy Lasorda? Yes. Have you ever met Darryl Strawberry? Yes, I used to sell him candy for school. (i feel bad about this now, knowing about his "giving" nature and how it cost him all of his money...) but the point is, is that it made me feel special. And now that i'm far past the point in my life where i should know who i am, i don't. and its nice to let my mind drift to times where i felt like i knew. This is officially off my chest. and i would like to move forward now please. Thank you.
Peace,
JW Sharp
1994-ish...i was the shit. I mean you couldn't tell me much. i was 11. And to 11 year old boys, who were the coolest people you could imagine? For me it was athletes. Jordan, Deon, Griffey, Rice, Larry Johnson, whoever. I was into sports because my dad was into sports. My dad was also an athlete. Baseball. Career .280 hitter, only 123 RBI's, his greatest accomplishment in '92 when he was voted into the allstar game by the coaches. So not only in my young corruptible mind, but in the 11 year old boys' minds around me, i was the shit. At least i thought so. I was somebody. I was the kid whos dad plays baseball. Do you know Tommy Lasorda? Yes. Have you ever met Darryl Strawberry? Yes, I used to sell him candy for school. (i feel bad about this now, knowing about his "giving" nature and how it cost him all of his money...) but the point is, is that it made me feel special. And now that i'm far past the point in my life where i should know who i am, i don't. and its nice to let my mind drift to times where i felt like i knew. This is officially off my chest. and i would like to move forward now please. Thank you.
Peace,
JW Sharp
Monday, May 18, 2009
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