A Text From 62262

It’s not uncommon for me to read text messages from my roommate asking to borrow my earrings or maybe even one from my best friend asking when I am coming to Dallas to visit her. No matter what the text messages read they always seem to be messages from a friend pertaining to senseless info or encouraging forwards. I always know what to expect when my T-Pain featuring lil Wayne text message ring tone sounds until I received a message from “62262.”

The “62262” text message read: “Barack will announce his VP candidate choice through txt msg between now & the Conv. Tell everyone to text VP to 62262 to be the first to know!” What?!?!

Corporate America is really getting “urban” on me with all the technology. They are really getting hooked to the current times, even the presidential hopefuls. McCain already turned to Britney Spears and Paris Hilton. Next, we’ll probably have Barack sing lyrics to Rocko’s “Umma Do Me” as he tries to stray away from tradition and show America what he’s all about. Think about it. How many past presidential candidates do you know have youth blowing up your phone about voting, or sending daily text messages about the campaign? I don’t recall any.

Like celebrity rapper, TayDizm, always say: “Talk to me and I’ll talk back.” Text me and I’ll text back.

From Bugs Bunny to Pac Man (Rock The Bells 08)

Rock the bells was hot, real hot. I feel like if I was alone in that heat I would have been seeing the wavy mirages Bugs Bunny experiences whenever he’s in the desert. I would have been drinking sand milk shakes from imaginary diner stools like the classic cartoon caricature did in his day (shout out to Daffy). My main issue with the day was my trouble with the yellow shirted event staff at the venue. I would try to get back stage with my press pass and they would say “you can’t go this way.” I would say there is no other way to go! They would say, “ Well, grow wings kid.” If you don’t know let me tell you, its really hard to convince someone you’re a reporter and belong some place when you look like a punk kid in a fitted cap and tight jeans, so good old ingenuity and dumb luck comes in handy. I met a nice young lady who worked for Rock The Vote a couple years back that now works for Rock the Bells that really stuck her neck out for me to get this little purple bracelet that allowed me to get past all the mean people in yellow shirts just like Pac Man does with the ghosts on his way to the tasty digital bananas and cherries (Yessssss). In my case the tasty bananas came in the form comfy couches, an open bar, and tiny white castle-like burgers behind the main stage.

Though none of the artists would give me the time of day when I asked for interviews, they were happy to pose for pictures- after putting down their bottles of Patron of course.

Many artists had something to say in their set about politics from Tyga remixing Lil Wayne’s “A milli” with a song called “Obama” to Dead Prez talking between songs about how people shouldn’t be so quick to jump behind any candidate.

I have to say the press bigwigs with their huge camera and kaki shorts were a bit frustrating to deal with; they got all the interviews and ate most of the tiny burgers (Lame).

But despite the yellow shirts, the lack of interviews, and the impolite press people I still got to see an amazing hip hop show! And you will hear no complaints from this small fish.

DonnY-