Well, here’s the result of a couple of missteps in Harlem (this is Mike’s arm):

Vic got slapped around a bit, John got punched, and Mike ended up with 24 stitches. Pretty sweet, and all in the first hours!

My weekend was great, and feel free to bring that fact up if you run into someone with a huge scar on their right arm!

This is a page from my book of life. I have been a part of many things in my life. I have been a leader, a follower, a sinner and a saint. Of all of those I have to say I loved being the leading sinner. The person who was in charge of a bad thing. I have taken groups into battle, I have watch grown men fall for a cause that was selfish. I have watch friends turn on eachother because of a strive for personal gain. “We are all a trade away from humility”, life is a business. I am in the business and making others want to be me. I am in the business of making people look at me and wonder how I can do what I do. I don’t fluant my business, I just make sure it is visible. I make sure you want to be me. I make sure you want to follow in my steps. I am not perfect, perfection is a joke it isn’t real. Perfection is an illusion, I create it, I make it seem real.