"Fall HARDER!" -Support Brothers Shooting...Film! 3 Days Left!

People don't support enough positive things. If you're part of that percentage that wants to do SOMETHING worthy with your money besides buying candy from a young kid to help him purchase that basketball uniform he's been working hard toward, then here's a PERFECT opportunity! Close to completing their FOURTH feature, Sunshowah Films needs you to help them reach their goal of 20.000 (3 days left) by donating thru their Kickstarter campaign. Here's the details of why? and where? you can begin...

"...The Harder They Fall"

Nearly twelve years after the death of his mother, and with an ever growing distance between him and his father, 12-year-old Jabari is on the road to nowhere – and fast. After getting kicked out of school and putting his life in danger, Jabari's father, Wayne, decides that the only option is to send his son to stay with his grandparents in Settlement, Jamaica, with the hope that the older couple will have better luck reaching the boy. Will Jabari bridge the gap between his anger over a childhood lost and embrace the young manhood that awaits him, or will his future be lost forever? Follow Sunshowah Films (Daoud Abeid & Dahkil Hausif) and Streetwise Pictures (Kim Jackson) as they travel from the streets of Brooklyn to the Blue Mountains of Jamaica in a coming of age tale.

"My Roller Costa (Rica) Ride"- Walkthrough Of My Vacation "Down South"

Okay so if you've been keeping up. I've already did two postings of my trip out the jungles of Costa Rica correct? But what I realized is that I never gave you guys the rundown of what the experience was like. So with these last round of pictures I'll give you an abbreviated version of my trip "down South". LOL. First off there was NO direct flights to the part of Costa Rica I was visiting (which was Cahuita BTW) so after a 2hr flight to Miami you have to connect to another flight to San Jose, CR. THEN hop yo ass on a FOUR hr. hemorrhoid inducing bus ride to your final destination of Cahuita. Our bungalows where about half a mile from the bus stop so you gotta catch a cab to it. WHEW! Gotta say Coral Hill Bungalows (Goggle it playboy) was the TRUTH! MUCH better than I excepted! Really rustic, but not on no Gillian's Island stranded type s**t (feel me?). Rocking chairs on the front porch, a hammock, walk in closet space w/ digital safe, two headed shower head, high ass ceiling w/rotating fan, plus a king size bed complete with hanging net so you won't get all "lumped up" from the mosquitoes at night (and the day too). The black sand beaches were in walking distance from the "hotel" and a couple of restaurants as well. First thing you'll notice off the bat is the numerous amounts of plant life all over, oh and the stray dog population. Don't worry they won't f**k w/you but coming from New York in the days when we had them bad and they WOULD bite...I played it safe. Ummm what else do I remember. Oh yeah, the Chinese run the markets over there TOO! And they're JUST as rude if you're taking too long in there. What else, oh the water is as warm as a mid-summer's evening piss...ALL DAY mind you. But the currents will smack you around like a Afro-Punk mosh pit! NO ONE speaks a lick of English too, except for the transplants and the blacks (who are Jamaican) there. Took a (20min.) bus to Punta Viejo where the beaches where crystal blue and the water was even warmer(!) but was over run by surfer dudes and backpacking chicks. Hope you're not squeamish, cause you'll be seeing, Bats, stray dogs & cats, lizards, poisonous frog/toads, sloths, stray horses, random chickens, raccoons, possum, agouties (yeah look it up) and loud ass howling monkeys along the way if you decide to visit. Lastly the people are VERY friendly especially if you're a weed aficionado (& no I did not partake). Also the FOOD, man the food! Put it this way, I called and cursed out my mother for the deception she feed me growing up after I tasted the cuisine out there! YES, it's THAT GOOD! I almost didn't wanna finish knowing I'll never eat this way again ;( FYI brush up on your Rosetta Stone homie. Your Spanish game has to be serious out there. Or you're NO bueno!

"Jamaica Not So Nice!" -Cleaning Up the Yard!

Yo! You remember this joint right HERE! This ad did for Jamaica what that damn grill did for George Foreman! I heard stories about guys booking flights all the way out to the "Yard" (one way tix mind you)
and getting off the plane holding up the poster asking "Yo, WHERE can I find this girl?" With Billy Ocean's "Caribbean Queen" blasting in their headphones (LOL). Nowadays "Yankees" of a different kind are coming out to "Jam Rock" holding up a different kind of poster! A WANTED one! For Christopher "Dudus" Coke, wanted in the U.S. on gun and drug trafficking charges! Reports out of Kingston last Tues. say that "Dudus" has been arrested finally. After damn near four days of gun battles between security forces and his supporters that left 76 people dead! I read somewhere that he was caught en route to the U.S. Embassy in Kingston accompanied by yet ANOTHER Rev. Al (no NOT the Rev. Al we all know). Admit it, it WOULD be mad funny if their Rev. Al was the Jamaican version of ours. LOL! Now outside of all this stuff happening down there, what I couldn't make sense of is WHY would a drug dealer go by the nickname "Dudus", if your last name was "Coke" ALREADY? "Chris Coke"... maybe? Just a suggestion rude boy! On another note, rumor has it that the young lady (well young at the time) pictured in the poster, is divorced w/ child. Owns a "on the low" good weed/bad roti spot, and is living on Kingston (Ave...in Brooklyn that is) and is working "Rihanna hard" to get back in shape for the anniversary version of this poster. MILF is chilling, Giz is chilling! What more can I say?

"Where The 'Hose At?" -J.B. III With Yet Another One!

Wait... I thought Jeese Boykins III was from Miami not Jamaica? Cause the boy got nuff jobs man. Singer, song writer, video director, and NOW he's selling "Pantyhose" door to door! Talk about being a hustler huh? In this recession you can't just sit around waiting on ASCAP checks, and show money to come in right. Now I don't wear pantyhose (EVER), but give me three of 'em, I'll just cut 'em up and use them as do-rags. Lol. Jeese aka "Captain Save the 'hose"

"No One Is An Island"-Food For Thought

Kinda hard to do restaurant reviews when all you've been eating lately is Kennedy Fried Chicken Combos (lol). However this past weekend, while attempting to attend the "Target First Saturdays" event (worst one EVER) at the Brooklyn Museum. Due to the overcrowding and extreme tropical indoor heating inside, my newly "Brooklynized"Japanese friends and I decided to abort mission and feed our talkative stomachs at a nearby local Jamaican eatery, called the Islands. First of all, do not go with a watch. Time management is NOT on the menu. Add the wait for a table, times the wait for the waiter & food, and that's about the length of travel time TO Jamacia mon! Once sitted, too close for comfort to the restroom, the former NBA player turned Jamacian restaurant waiter, came (ducking) upstairs to take our order. Keep in mind the upstairs dining area has sitting for only 15 ppl (tops) and the ceiling is 6'5" but the waiters '6'9" so that's a wild look in itself. BYOB is the policy in this spot, so liks was flowing everyway. our neighboring table even donated a bottle (or four) to us...SWEET! At long last once your food finally arrives, the loud drunk customer next to you, the towering waiter, the wait, all are long forgotten. Your mouth goes on vacation down to "the Yard." Halfway through even my Japanese bredrens started speaking with a Yard accent! Bumba clot! I swear you'll walk into every West Indian spot that you've ever ordered a meal from and slap the cook, for selling you bootleg Jamacian dishes. Yes, that how good the food is...no lie.

The Islands
803 Washington Ave. (near Eastern Pkwy.)
Brooklyn, NY
(718)398-3575