REAL PRACTICE

My name is LOGAN and it's a combination of LOG and SHOGUN, never
mind the SPELLING. Somebody I play STREETBALL (styled just so, but
inside St.Patricks' gym) with told me once that if you aspire to be
a REAL WRITER, you should have a weblog for practice, so that you
write something EVERY DAY and make it INTERESTING. I told him in
response, in between wicked drives to the hoop, that I'd rather
SCORE (wink), and besides I don't have anything to SAY. Let it be
SAID: I don't have anything to SAY, let alone sayings of interest.
Not that I'm trying to be a REAL WRITER anyway; anyway what is a
REAL WRITER, i ask you, Friends, Rocky, Friends, Kojak: what is a
REAL WRITER? Is it someone who writes outside of UNREAL HYPER CYBER
SPACE in a BRICKS AND MORTAR fashion, as in LEAD PENCIL TO NOTEBOOK
PAPER, or is it someone who type type types ANYWHERE they can, or
is it someone who purports, alldaylong, to TELL THE TRUTH so HELP
THEM GOD? If I am anything at all I am a TRUTHTELLER, just ask my
hoopmates, who are Man hattan type males. I am a NON-MAN HATTAN
type female, with certain thirdcoastal longings, and I neither COME
FROM Spring St or GO TO Spring St., I DO BOTH. Explain that. As I
come and go on Monday mornings I file the men into man hattan types
and non. Rocky with a sunburn is such a one , EVEN in hoboken. man
hatten: Is it the sunburn or the hair, the glasses or the shoes?
Where are the beaches better than in Hoboken, I say? Certainly NOT
in the heady Hamptons, where Rocky mismanaged his sunscreen: to
sport a sunburn in Hoboken is to HOT, HOT, HOT. Rocky and I
mismanaged guacamole in Hoboken with another woman who knows how to
scorn the Hamptons and sunburns. Hint to the Hoboken-aspirant
ladies: you might also want california hair, a skinshirt, and fussy
shoes. FUSSY shoes are like, you know, ones you can't walk so hot
in, even though you wear them to look SO HOT. Aside from the
laides of befussed footwear , this new jersey hamlet also sports a
HOT skyline, man it is delicious, standing under a blue moon next
to the circus lodgings, aweing at the rigid humps of Manhatten
running down the hudson like the formidible spines of a WICKED SEA
SERPENT. This is why I wear my basketball shoes EVERYWHERE, even in
bars, in case I have to run.

i'm out. Logan

BURN"T BY THE RAYS OF THE SUN Y'ALL

can U tell me a little something about WHICH DAMN SUNSCREEN I NEED TO USE? Now I heard that the SCIENTISTs that figure stuff out had discovered that 15 SUNSCREEN IS THE MOST YOU CAN POSSIBLY USE!!!! But after a day of roasting my ass off on the beach I am inclined to disagree with those findings. Was it really 30? BEcause I know that wearing 45 SPF sunscreen is a stinking load of horse manure meant to ease the minds of hypochondriacs.

At the beach its a good idea to bring an umbrella, but unfortunately this isn't always possible, because a good unbrella weighs upwards of 10 LBS. And it can be quite cumbersome. So I suggest you just BURY YOURSELF IN THE SAND. Thats what I did, I got about 15 little kids to bury me neck deep in the sand so as to protect me (JUST KIDDING YALL!) But I do think its a good IDEA, and maybe if I WOULD HAVE DONE THAT, then I wouldn't be in such pain now.

ROckY :% :/(()*^

BRICKS AND MORTAR CREW

Wooaaahhhhh.........ITS BEEN ALONG TIME everyone.

Just when you thought I might have DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH, let me tell you right here what really happened and why I haven't even got a chance to blog in A LONG WHILE.

In fact I almost was LOST IN THE RANDOMNESS OF NON-CYBER SPACE but fortunately for me I had my crew show up in a "BRICKS AND MORTAR" TYPE OF REALLNESS to bail me out. If you checked out ROCKY's lst post you should know already that we were hanging out in REAL TIME NON-CYBER SPACE (Vermont) this past weekend. But all of this almost didn't happen because once my airplane TOUCHED DOWN IN CHI-TOWN all sort of PROBLEMS ensued. :- {

I could rant on on about how a certain major airline sucks, but let us stick to the theme. I will just state simlply that KOJAK GOT BUMPED off of the connecting flight. Not only that but I couldn't even get to my destinatation at all even the next day!!!!! So the only way out this KAFKA-ESQUE SKETCHINESS was to phone up my crew and get them to pick me up in ALBANY NY!!!??....how random!....I know. But then my crew, consiting of ROCKY AND A CERTAIN MYSTERY LADY showed up with a SERIOUS BRICKS AND MORTAR PRECENCE (those in the internet indusrty will have understood my reference).

Then we all drove up to VERMONT. THere was a tape deck in the car and we rocked some Pat Benatar jams because we had WON A REAL BATTLE AGAINST THE SYSTEM!!


©˙˚¨¬¬¬¬¬ƒ®ß∂∂∂∂ KOJAK

A few NOTALBE EVENTS

HEY GUYS :) :*--) *:= :%
I am BAACK. Back from where????????? LET ME TELL YOU A FEW NOTABLE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE in the last few days.

First of all I saw the honorable JUDGE KOJAK at his parents house in VERMONT. THERE WAS ANOTHER PERSON THERE too but I WON"T MENTION HER NAME, so as to keep her IDENTITY SECRET! The basic point is we all had a great time. The highlight of the weekend was a JAM SESSION that we had on SATURDAY NITE. BLOW YOUR MIND 4 REAL. I was playing the ELECTONIC CASIO KEYBOARD. The cool thing about that keyboard is that it will take samples: as in you can talk into it and it turns your voice into AN ELECTRONIC INTSRUMENT. KOJAK was on an ELECTRONIC TOY DRUM SET. Then there was this other dude on Bongo Bongo. Finally the lady was on MARACAS!! At one point KOJAK rapped out a song about his plight of frustration with AIRPLANES. WORD!!! Once again we stuck it to the man BIGTIME. Even though our audience consisted of one solo dude who was sleeping in a sleeping back facing the other way, we still made a big impression. The lady was sitting on a box (hopefully this lady will IDENTIFY HERSELF PRETTY SOON BY WRITING A BLOG ON RSBF__--HELLOO??) and she fell thru the box because she laughed so hard about some Justin TImberlake type stylings I was doing!

OK now here is a MORE RECENT EVENT. Last nite I was riding my roomate's "chopper" style bike. I was trying to do SOME REALLY AWESOME WHEELIES FOR ALL THE YUPPIES IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD. I was pretty good at flying off the back end when I popped it up too high, and landing on the old FEET. But when I left the bar I got A LITTLE BIT AMBITIOUS. and I tried to do a cool jump off a curb in front of a group of people to SHOW OFF MY SKILLZ. Well, that was bad idea. I ate asphault in front of EVERYONE. But I didn't turn around. I just yelled out "ALL BALLS DON'T BOUNCE, AND THATS ALL THAT COUNTS. I'M OUT"

ROCKY

HOW NOW BROWN COW?

These days people are asking me a few things: LIKE Rocky, whats going on with things, like WHEN IS SOCIETY GIONG TO IMPROVE AND WHEN IS EVERYONE GOING TO STOP DRINKING ALCOHOL?

The answer is: I really don't know folks, and frankly I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU ARE ASKING ME, BECAUSE I CERTAINLY DON'T CLAIM TO BE SOME SORT OF PSYCHIC ROCKET SCIENTIST. I despite all the reviews I don't know all the answers, so you should just try to be aware of the subjectivity when you ask me things.

BASICALLY ITS LIKE THIS: I am never going to measure up to that lady that used to be onTV that was telling everyone's fortune. What was her name, like Clarice or something?

OK now I have a question for you. I think it is a classic question that ranks up there with any of the toughies of western civilization, like the mind/body separation or the coke vs pepsi battle. Here is the question:

Are there more fine fine fine women GOING TO spring street or COMING FROM spring street on any given week day morning?

There certainly is no dearth of cuties with booties or OF hotties with bodies in the area. I take the train in the morning if I am feeling to wussy to ride the old bike - or too scared that some dumbass driver is going to try to run me off the damn road(!). THE TRAINS ARE JUST PACKED

The ones coming are dressed for success in their finest power suits and their shorty skirts that help advance them in their various careers. The ones that are leaving are coming from their rich boyfriend's houses, wearing yesterdays clothes and looking relaxed. Maybe they are wearing the boyfriends shirt, i don't know (girls wearing their man's stuff always look great).

ITS REALLY AN INTERESTING STUDY IN DEMOGRAPHICS AND SOCIAL POLICY

ROCKY