theres a lot of asian hate going on

i dont get it.

these asswipes are freaking out.

they’re panicking for some reason.

maybe they havent traveled much but the world looks a lot different than their local walmart parking lot

and YET there are some similarities.

depeche mode said it perfect – people are people so why should it be you and i should get along so awfully?

one thing id like to do when things are back to normal and i have irons on the fires so to speak

id like to go to a different thai joint in thai town every day for a month

with a different person who really knows what to order

and every day write about it.

maybe people wont tune in every day and maybe some days the person doesnt know shit about thai food, fuck rules

but people would def read some of it.

last night i watched Coming 2 America and laughed a lot

i dont think ive laughed at something that much in a very long time

AND it had many great messages.

the one i loved the most was

i don’t need you to tell me who i am. 

ironic since Black folk in the US have struggled with identity ever since we were forced to live here, and often told to go back to Africa

well here in this film and in the original which was released 30 years ago, it is by voluntarily going back and forth from the motherland to America does Eddie Murphy’s character discover who he really is.

showing that sometimes it helps to be a stranger in a strange land to see the light.

another theme i learned was about Power, another thing Blacks have struggled with in the US.

in the previous film Murphy plays a prince, here he becomes king, and yet many of the idealistic beliefs that he held when he wasn’t on the hot seat, disappeared once he reached the throne.

how often have we seen this with leaders be they in politics or in the boardroom?

how often have we seen our peers rise from the ranks talking bout change but when they actually have the ability to make change, rarely do

out of fear that the structure that provided them privilege would be upset if they followed through with their original plans.

it’s wild when the great comedians of our day like Sasha Baron Cohen and now Eddie Murphy are leading the way, in subtle and not so subtle ways to show us how hypocritical we are when we say we want things to be different but then fight to keep the status quo.

great film. true to its original, and then some.

finished this thing

the feeling of relief is real.

lessons i learned:

  • no social media for 90 minutes if im not making progress.
  • no walks, showers, or “cleaning” if i havent added even one sentence to the Thing yet that day
  • the devil doesnt want you to do it and will do everything to stop you
  • the Lord does want you to do it but He just chillin seeing if you the real deal
  • white castle fries only come in one size.

when i was done i sent it a boss i had 21 years ago!

i figured that since she has kids, it was late, and my thing was over 50 pages she would blow off even skimming it until tomorrow.

but in no time she had written me this:

Tony, this is AMAZING! I absolutely enjoyed every page of it, and I learned a lot!

I have a couple of (super minor) editorial suggestions for you, but it’s just little stuff.  We can chat tomorrow morning if you like, but this is a fantastic, creative, informative, entertaining piece, and I think that it will be very well received!

that is what i needed!

so then i looked back at it to see if it had transformed into something incredible and boom right at the top i see a mistake. so hopefully that was one of the things she was talking about.

but wow. i have a huge weight lifted off my shoulders and i got positive reinforcement from someone who is an expert in the field and whose advice i totally value.

what was it?

i wrote a thing about social media, brand building and recruiting in a global industry with lots of competitors.

i kept it real because who cares any more.

like really.

lou reed’s birthday was yesterday and arent we happy that he kept it real?

i need to learn why he was so angry so often even though he was always surrounded by great artists, musicians, music, and life

but whatever. maybe people will ask why was i so happy when so many things didnt turn out for me.

BECAUSE SO MANY DID, future people!

i wish you knew how much i wanna do

but i get trapped in quick sands

either people are stopping me or im stopping myself.

it’s the most frustrating thing. i want to do everything. you name it.

i want to write i want to interview people. i wanna take pictures. i want to make things. i want to do things.

but if it takes more than 1 day i get soooo bored.

im an avocado.

not yet

not yet

not yet

not yet

not yet

not yet

not yet

not yet

NOW

too late

too late

i think i did it

sometimes, even if i have a lot to say

or a lot to write

and even if it is coming along nicely,

i will stop myself.

i forget that i am my worst enemy and then remember and get back to being an enemy.

ive been working on this thing for a little over a month that i was doing a great job on, and then last week i was all, wait a damn second who do you think you are?

and i applied the brakes.

but then i talked with this person and that one and another and combined everyone basically told me that they loved me and they want to see me kick some serious ass because in a way it inspires THEM to kick serious ass because when they see i have no distractions of kids wife war mental illness etc and i cant do it then they say they feel like they cant do their thing.

and the last thing id wanna be is a bad influence on the people i love.

so tonight i ate some quesadilla a friend left on my doorstep, told alexa to play Philip Glass and i got on it.

and just like as before, the shit just flowed out.

i dont even know whats wrong with me.

tonight is the first of march. and thanks to Joe Biden i now have healthcare. he tweeted it out about two weeks ago and i signed up. and because im a poor i get full blown healthcare for like $25. now dont cry for me argentina, this thing i think im finished with is gonna pay me pretty well and i still get a little unemployment and that stimulus is headed our way, they say,

and i just paid off my hoopty

and even though this other place that has employed me from time to time hasnt called back for some reason, i have a check coming in from old work for them soon.

which means maybe i can just say fuckit and start that podcast i wanna do for the next six years of my life.

just christopher columbus this shit and hop on the boat and raise the anchor

heave away, boys, heave away.

i doubt i’ll do it because i wont be able to be my worst enemy

but

but

but

maybe i will.

because the main reason i wanted this healthcare, besides being able to get my old man pills

is i wanna get in therapy to find out why i sabotage myself so often

even though no one would ever accuse me of sitting on my hands

they are so wrong.

this always happens

i have the best plans. i know it all in my head. sometimes i’ll write it down.

sometimes i’ll even put it on my wall.

simple things like: blog every day, dummy.

then i wont. i’ll do ANYTHING else.

who wouldnt wanna blog on the world famous? who wouldnt want to be able to say anything and theres a good chance that someone will read it?

just the other day someone was all, omg are you the tony pierce of the busblog?

that was like the third person this month who asked me that.

blogging is dead. the blogosphere is def dead. how could they know this thing?

and what do i do? i stop the momentum.

last month i had 28 posts, this month wont even be 20.

i cant blame amber, she’s not even here.

i cant blame the demands of my job.

i cant blame anyone but myself.

is it true that there are things that i wanna say that i dont feel right saying because i dont wanna make it public? OF COURSE but that could be said to every day of the 20 years that ive had this thing.

somehow the show goes on.

i give springsteen a hard time for not being that wild and innocent rhymemaster that he was on his first album. i say Dylan, Tom Waits, even Tom Petty were able to crank em out later in their careers.

but then i cant even navel gaze.

DMed a pretty girl the other day and she DMed me back.

maybe one day i’ll write about women in this thing.

there was a car chase

usually im super down to live tweet car chases.

but there was only one channel airing it and everyone was bad.

the dude anchor is like the most stuck up cheerleader around. everything feels like an imposition to him. never excited about anything. no humanity. no life in his voice or face. total dead fish.

then the lady anchor actually had tons of life. real cheerleader. but she had nothing to say.

motion and no movement they used to call it when i was a pitching coach. a fastball that just goes from point a to b without and razzmatazz.

the copter guy was ok. but as you can see from this screenshot, they had none of the bells and whistles on the overlay. important things like WTF is this, and how fast is everyone going.

is this everyones first car chase?

worst was they had a retired cop on the line who they could bounce questions off. which is sorta ok

but only if you also had a retired thief on the line too. i mean come on. at this point we could all pretty much guess what the cop is gonna say, but do we know what the former crook will come up with?

sometimes i feel like i need to just run everything.

the billie eilish documentary is fantastic

billie has never gone to school. her parents have homeschooled her. she and her brother write all of her songs. their parents still live with her in the house she grew up in.

shes a rich person now. in the doc her dad buys her the car she wants for her 18th birthday. it’s a muscle car. it’s black. it’s beautiful.

she struggles with her boyfriend, like most teens. he’s black, beautiful, but clearly not into her.

she is trapped in her bubble, due to her overwhelming popularity. she also loves him. but he rarely hangs out with her. when he does she lights up. her big blue eyes shine.

she gets him an incredible pass for Coachella. shes playing it. shes nervous about it, as anyone would be. will the fans like her? she doesnt look like any of the typical coachella chicks, because shes not typical. she could really benefit having him there.

she calls, “where are you?” he always has bad excuses. he’s never there. it’s heartbreaking to watch. one of the most popular people in the world can’t get her man to come see her. it’s not like she’s hard to find, either shes at home or on stage.

is it sad that the only Black person in the doc is trifling? yes. but who among us didn’t experience unrequited love as a teenager?

regardless, this is a fantastic doc that gets right into their little Highland Park home and into our hearts.

it was worth staying up all night to soak in.