"Flashing Lights" -Paparazzi Pics (Pt.156)

Sunday I woke up (a miracle in itself after 12hrs. at "BK ALL DAY!") with all the intentions of catching the last day of sales at Ikea (in Red Hook). But after reconsidering the mayhem out there, I made a b-line straight over to peep out Afro-Punk down at BAM. I had almost forgotten about it with SO much going on over the weekend. Looking TOO dress for this, I slide home changed clothes, and rode back down there on "the Beast" (which is my tricked out re-painted Schwinn Stingray a bought awhile back this year). I didn't stay too long, just enough time to make a few new friends and give "pounds" out to the old ones, like I was an English man! Lol! Bounced on over to Weeksville, where the Ahficionados were playing for a Blk Jks /Blitz the Ambassador show (I'll have pics later) Sheesh! I was beat after all that. Made it back out there Monday to catch Janelle Monae's show (for the twelveth time), and took the flicks you're about to see. If I didn't see you I'll catch you at the Afro-Punk block party this Sunday then.

" A House (Or A Couch) Is Not A Home"- And the Winner Is...Bubbles?

Hey, did you hear on the news about the homeless guy that won one of those $400 couches the new BK Ikea was giving away opening day? Me neither, but apparently some lucky guy that had no clue that the chain was setting up shop, he unknowingly created the line frenzy, by just simply lying down where normally sleeps. "Bubbles" as he refers to himself as, had this to say to the media. "I've been sleeping out here for years, cause I love to be by the water. It's so peaceful and quite. Then this damn blue monstrosity went up right under mydamn nose! I musta slept through the whole f**kin thing! Got up one morning to wash up, next thing you know, some cheery ass lady smiling, came up to me saying, I now own a couch!" Some reporter then without missing a beat asks "So what are you going do with it now, with no home?" He snapped back,"They pay you to ask stupid questions boy? It's a pull-out couch! What the f**k ya think...Imma go take my ass back to sleep on that sonofabitch! No more questions!" Anybody got change?

"Ike,ke, kea"-A Branch Grows in Brooklyn

Hey, did I ever mention that Ikea (the one you're standing in line for right now), that just opened today in Red Hook section of Brooklyn, invited me out, to take a quick sneak peek at their NYC digs before you got there? Well then, have a seat and let me tell you. First off, I missed the shuttle bus to take over their so I hopped on the G train to Smith & 9th and called myself walking over there, which by the way I DO NOT recommend! After walking a couple of block (in the blaring Sun mind you ) then passing those two signs you saying "Red Hook Housing", my arm quickly went up to hail a cab...FAST! Once I finally arrived, the security guard said "All employees must enter through the rear." Huh? I thought, I KNOW he don't think I work here! Wait...ummm, they still hiring? He racial profiling me up and down. "Nah, bro I'm here for the press thingy." I explained. But no apology, just a finger pointing me the right way in, is all I got. Once in, I got a name tag and a speedy personal tour. I noticed an art display using Ikea boxes to replicate the NY Cityscape, set up. While upon closer viewing, some Japanese press guys started snapping off mad flicks shouting "KONG, KONG, KONG!" What!! Damn racist!! I should've went Godzilla on their asses! Anyway, while waiting for the outside tour to start, I spotted an old fling of mine, working in the kitchen cooking up some Swedish meatballs. I was itching to make fun, but me seeing her was embarrassment enough, so I keep it moving. So now, after the tour, I made the decision to take the Water Taxi back for kicks (and cut time). To break up the dead silence, I said in my best African accent to the Captain, "I was very fearful of getting on your boat." He half smiled and asked "Why is that?" I then replied with a straight face, "The last time MY people was on a boat such as this, YOUR people was bringing us in chains below it!" He got all serious then and sternly said "No, no, no, my friend. Not my people, I'm from Ireland!" I said "Oh YES your people TOO! But today you are forgiven, for being so kind for dropping me off into the City." I got the shoulder pat like, Okay buddy that's enough outta you. End of story. Shop BK Ikea!