This Is A Birthday Present, Not A Blog Post
Amina, Al and me in the back of a Chicago Police... I don't know, a riot truck? Note to my dad: We were not actually under arrestToday is my friend Amina's birthday! Happy birthday you little baby!!! [Amina is the youngest friend as well as super proud of the fact that she was a premature baby: "You could hold me in your hand like a kitten! My ears were malleable!"] I love you!
So, what do you get the girl who has… an average amount of stuff, and probably needs a few key items, none of which you can likely afford? A blog post of memories, that's what. Plus, Facebook Notes is going away soon so I needed to republish this stuff somewhere. This is your present, which serves no other purpose besides bringing you joy on your day!
Let's start with "Untitled (The Best Rap Song Ever Written)," a little ditty that Amina and I composed and performed for our roomies who were bogged down with studies circa 2004. It's safe to say neither Alysson or Lindsay would have made it through college had they not been reassured and inspired by the following work of art:
Then evidence to back you up
So teach don't smack you up
Then you gotta warrant
(Like for your arrest)
If you follow these steps
Yo shit will be the best
Go on and pour a cup
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And now I present another relic, from the same year, grabbed from AllMSU.com, which apparently still exists:

Oh, Albert.

Happy birthday Amina! And goodbye Facebook notes, without which I might never have become an on-and-off blogger.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011 at 8:00PM |
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