1500 Excuses

They say that time goes faster as you get older.  This must be true.  It feels like just 40 days since my last blip birthday, but maybe it actually is age setting in…

It is always nice to reach a millstone, and this time I final had come to terms with the fact that my brother $Jay would show up and take over the party.  This time I prepared for it, and made an effort at aligning my attire to his, er… special style.  Believe it or not, I was looking forward to our get together, so the disappointment was big when I read his tweet (read tweets) this morning (that’s his way of communication to individuals and a broader audience all in one go)…

Obviously you can’t cover 1500 excuses with 140 characters, so were talking about a serious number of tweets, going like “sorry bro, stukk in eley”, “yo brotha, kiipem coming”, “blood is tikka da wata”, “me Bentley was DRTY”, “blame it on da bitch”, “here me now, me NGO babes hu can’t afford clotes need me tu”, and on and on…

So here I am alone on the shores of Lake Geneva with my lame “$Jay style” outfit, no brother showing up, Eva, Maria, Passopp, and the boys, all in another country.  It’s tough isn't it?


You guys are great though!!!