she don't love me anymore

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otra mimosa babosa

yesterday so such a beautiful day , my daytime gig, music curator of new indie music, was in full effect.
the response was incredible, people/patrons were digging the sounds and all the new music.
to make the afternoon extra special , the mimosas were never-ending, the atmosphere was perfect outdoors
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Got to hang out with M. bailey and he is providing some beats for me for my runway show in OCTOBER
 it's fashion week, the first week of next month and the show I produce "Runway en La Calle" is set to roll-out
when people find out I am a designer (especially straight guys) They always ask if I need dressers to help the girls in and out of their clothes, well last night I got a new one , this young dude asked me if I needed a
"boobie tester" haha silly boys.
I got to meet Lupez, is thatt really a first name, let me check facebook

Latest entry into the jive zone

Watch it..!! the fifth episode of  JIVETOWN  , the web-series based on the antics and characters of the vintage store Jive Refried, in Southtown /King William, the ARTS district in San Antonio, Texas..With one more episode to air this thursday , it will round out the first season . And that's where we/I stand. Things have been quick and strange, productive and yearning..my collection for 2012 "Glyph" is way behind track , my life has demanded more of my time and my work has taken a hit, But the show must continue and the Una Noche de La Gloria " Runway en La calle" is set to happen October 8th on the historic westside of San Antonio, my beloved city of Artist I will provide  images and info on that,. in future posts.
***last night / went to my latest  hang-out / kinda out /out of the way, but not.
few of my "friends" know this place to dance and drink,on an artist's budget..que si
I get there. I am having my first drink Vodka/cranberry/no lime..Please. the music is pure san anto
Cumbias..the good ones. I notice a young blond (bleached to root) girl, looking and talking loudly from across the smoke-less bar. this goes on I pay only a little mind to it.Please vodka/cranberry /no lime.
I move to another part of the club and that's when i see her coming right me..The BLONDIE.
(wear sidenote..as i write this I am wearing a blondie t-shirt with Debbie Harry "Rip her to shreds")
que ironic/
First words out of her mouth  " You kicked me out of your store , two years ago and I wanna know why"
Me: Hi, okay who are you?
Blondie: "you were an asshole and I wanted you to know"
Me "Look, I don't remember you and that's been a long time ago and my store has since closed"
Blondie: "I'm content, but not satisfied'
Me  sorry that went down, can we just get past it and shake hands ..a hug no hard feelings, I must have had a reason
B: i DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE REASON, YOU SUX
me: look no need to cuss me out , i could do the same, at your level
B; FF-U-C
 Me; This is not going no where, get out of my face!
As I walk away....and leave the bar
trouble seeks you out 
how you react is the test.
if you let people get to you, they will
con safos..homie
their is this little homie
where i dj who is necio y nasty
all tattooed, bueno boys and girls

chew the gristle