A couple nights ago I decided to head all the way to Tacoma so I could enter an mc battle.  The big, main battle is on Jan. 5th at Chop Suey and unfortunately, the only way to qualify was to go all the way to crazy Tacoma. 


At first my homeboy (shouts to Jordan!) was gonna give me a ride but the thing is his windsheild wipers don't work, so he could only take me there if the sky was clear of snow and rain. 



Why anyone would drive a whip with no windsheild wipers in Seattle during the wet season is beyond me.



It ended up that I had to take the bus to Tac Town and really that wasn't the problem.  The problem was getting back to Seattle.  I knew this would be an issue but I really wanted to battle.  



Sometimes in the world of hip hop ya just gotta be like "fuck it" and go do what you gotta do.



I wasn't sure what time the battles started but I sure as hell didn't want to head all the way there just to find out I was too late so I arrived at 8:30.  This was a big mistake cuz they said the battles don't start til 11:00....which in hip hop time means 12:30ish. 



During my long wait at the club, I drank some dranks, saw two sisters get in a lil cat fight and holla'd at the bartender like T-Payne...ok I didn't holler at the bartender but I did see a catfight and it looked nothing like this:









The good news is I won the battle I was in!  Chea I tore it up but really it aint that big a deal cuz I only had to battle one cat.



After that got done it was 1am, I had to get all the way back to Seattle and the next bus didn't leave til 3:00am.  So I went to this truckstop called The Flying J.



Shouts to the cook at The Flying J for making me some mean steak, eggs and most importantly coffee.  After getting my grub on I had about an hour and 15 minutes to kick it at The Flying J before the bus came.  The waiter was pretty nice even tho I could tell she was slightly annoyed I was kickin it for so long. 



I left her a good sized tip, which is normal by everyone elses standards.



So then I went back to the bus stop and caught the 3am bus.  It was hecka busy for being 3am. 



It was a nice mix of cats goin to work, homeless people who were tired of Tacoma and people who are into battle rapping in far off towns.



Unfortunately the bus aint even get me home.  It woulda been nice if it took me to my doorstep but nah instead we ended up at Seatac Airport.  I figured maybe the busses would run back to Seattle kinda frequent but no such luck, the next bus didn't leave until 5am. 



Luckily I was at an airport with hundreds of inside seats so I could just sleep inside.  No need to wait out in the cold when there are hundreds of empty seats inside right? 




Wait apparently that aint true cuz in the middle of my fantastic sleeping session a player hating ass cop woke me up, asked if I had a boarding pass and, when I told him no, told me to go outside.



The cop had no hair on his head at all and he was definitely a skinhead.





What the world needs is more Gs like this to fuck up police.




That brings me to my next point.  Why do people have to be so lame about their job? 



Mr. Offisuh I know you have a brand new shift at Seatac Airport and you're really excited about using your power that comes with your badge, but there really is no need to kick cats out of the airport who are just waiting for the bus that comes by the airport.



Nobody cares if people are sitting on those comfy, indoor chairs except for your power hungry, racist, high school jock with a D Average who just wants to be a bully wackass. 



The bus finally arrived at 5am.  When I got back to Seattle I was exhausted.   I mean think about.  It took me 6 hours to travel like 20 miles. 



And I do this all for the love of hip hop baby!




But I really do need a whip.