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No scathing social commentary today, folks. Let's take it easy for a second. Tap into our irreverent side. Sometimes, I feel like the Negro Ally McBeal. There needs to be (and will, just give me time) a show or movie about my crazy life. Critics will create a new genre to describe it: tragicomedramstrel show or something of the sort. And I only tell y'all about 10% of the foolishness, so just imagine. Just imagine.

I was walking home yesterday and was, for some reason, inspired to take a few pics of myself on my phone. Yes, that is weird and perhaps sad, but whatever. It has a good camera. Anyway, I'm doing a little private-public photo shoot on Nostrand Avenue, when I see a man giving me a reproachful look from across the street. Sure enough, Sir Fabulous Himself done caught me. You can imagine how that conversation went.


This was the best one I got. After being caught, I was too embarrassed to keep going.

Beyond my infinite shame, I had a great weekend. I copped a bootleg copy of MS Word on the corner by Bloomingdale's on Lexington. I discovered that I can make a damn tasty batch of sangria and some tomato, basil, mozzarella and feta salad to go with. Nice. I reaffirmed my knowledge that my BK crew is about the craziest, off the wall group of people on the planet and we (especially Sir Fab) should start charging people for our entertainment services at parties. And I had some very special moments that reminded me of my whole reason for moving to the Apple in the first place. All is well in my corner of the world, for the most part.

At the sangria-laden BBQ my dear Sister Headmistress hosted, a guest brought the most curious Kool-Aid flavor ever I have seen:

Jamaica, Jamaica

With everyone being good and loaded, the discovery of this Kool-Aid packet was the subject of a hilarious 15-minute discussion. I wouldn't call it flat out racist, just...weird. What does Jamaica taste like? It's made with Hibiscus Flower...in Kool-Aid? Oh, and your boy Sir Fabulous did a lengthy monologue in an affected Jamaican patois explaining how "de Kraft people dem come to de Carnival last year on de pa'kway and de see which island have de most Kool-Aid points and Jamaica won. So dem mek for us de Kool-Aid called Jamaica. So you gwan wit all de hating 'fore I buss yuh up!"

If you want, you can go to eBay and get your own ten-pack of the discontinued flavor for $3.50, which is about 300% more than what I recall paying for Kool-Aid back in the day, but get it how you live, I suppose.

For your pleasure, some creepy vintage Kool-Aid ads from the 50's-90's that a kind soul put together for the YouTube:


Alright, I'm signing off. We'll do some headache-inspiring "look how doomed the race/country/world is" stuff tommorrow.