This post is not exactly how I wanted my 200th milestone to turn out, but...well...yo, dogz, dis iz whut it iz, aw-right? (I hope my grandson doesn't see this. I embarrass him with my attempts to use his teen-patois.)
See, it started like this: I learned a new word today - poetaster, pronounced POH-uh-tass-ter, meaning, essentially, a lousy poet. When I said the word aloud, several lines of truly awful rhyme popped into my head, and I thought of rap, that punchy beat, half spoken, half sung music that kids of my grandson's generation find so appealing (I like some of it, too; the not so violent stuff). So I went cruising YouTube for some rap/hip-hop beat instrumentals to post with my drivel and stumbled onto this.
I was stunned. I thought rap, gangsta rap especially, had not escaped our shores. Had no idea it is a world-wide phenomenon.
This video knocked my rap-rhyme right out of my head...at least, for the moment.
Enjoy...I think?
PS: It's raining cats and dogs! Not really - just huge raindrops. There's a tornado watch for our county until seven this evening. Hope they're wrong about that!
