Saint

Abs. Sup sup chief. Nah, I'm not hittin the mic this Friday, but you may wanna check it out anywayz cause some cool f'in poets are hittin the mic, so I hear. This peep I know, named Safari, he fuckin freestyles with the power of God-loins. Anyways, I'll just be doing an open mic next Wednesday...nuttin special I'll let you know when/if I'm ever doing more than 1 poem...peace. Saint!!! ------------------

Nice, nice. One of the gals looks familiar...but I can't tell cause she's wearing clothes...hahaa. JK!!! Now, I have some things for you: http://www.laetitia-casta.fr.fm/ http://www.perfect-10.com/perfectten/p10_pages/sample.html And, if you ever happen to meet a gal like that...she's going to want- http://www.sandrine.com/2nd_index.html Saint!!! ------------------

B2B...I've never went to an all out Erotic open mic before. Never knew they existed. I have heard many erotic poems though...strangely, none of my poems that I write (besides on here) are erotic. I could write them, but unlike happy0debi, I'm trying to dig within myself and get to the core of my inner being, fuck whatever bad thoughts I revive, ya know. I used to have all the poems n' shit I wrote on here on file, but somebody stole my files at work and screwed me over. Here's a corny short poem I haven't finished yet...haven't finished it cause it's corny, but it's a short one I know by heart: Everyone's nodding away on the express train nicknamed today Saliva slipping swiftly into pressed Polo pockets where Pretty-in-Pink precedes reality I am the tip of chalk highlighting blankboards and mental blackboards In hoards of bored kids If only they listened past pig pistol whippings Political genital clippings Tu-Pac, Big Pun sightings riding bolts of black lightning If wisdom replaced headphones Nike signs replaced handicapped signs If famous rappers learned to rhyme If I could get you to confess to me by putting on a black vest If you could dog-paddle in Gods bladder and get him to make you a Pamwich with relish If you always received more change than expected If quality didn't rest on what neighborhood you sleep in Saint!!! ------------------

Hahaa...way to go Clubmaster...my crowning is still at hand...BRAHAHAHAHA...Lord Saint. I'd like a big blue condomn w/ ridges placed atop my head for my annointance. Thank you, Saint!!! ------------------

I used to be like that till I started writing some poetry at work instead of working or posting...so that's why I don't post as much. But, if I ever publish something, I will still give credit to all the crazy cats that kept my sanit snug in my ass...I mean, brain. Saint!!! ------------------

Blueangel, I don't remember making love with you in heaven. You must have been the one that always flirted with be but left me with 'Blue'balls... Now, on to more modern topics...if I kissed you and you liked it, would that make you want seconds? Ok, question #2. If 2 x 3 = 6...what is 6 x 11.5? #3. If I made your tattoos come to life...would you recommend me to your friends or keep me all to yourself? Just curious...hahaa...Saint!!! ------------------

Tell me about it B2B...ever since I was young, I'd wet large un-filled balloons and just practice on them mother fuckers as if they were the pink lemonade lips. I'd plunge my tongue into the rubber, stretching it to it's limits, exercising every muscle in my mouth. Then I'd flutter it across the opening of the balloon as if it were a dangling clitoris. And, well, the results of all that are obvious to all whom places my chin below the feminine belt :> ) Saint!!! ------------------

Hah, as far as postings go...I think I'm fucking Old Testament School. I'd go into the archives and try to count all them posts but hey, like I care anyway...hahaa. So, there's a chance we'll meet on Friday. I'll be the naked guy performing cunnilingus to the bar stool past the coat check ---> Saint!!! ------------------

"Stop looking at my dick...if you want a hit...it won't be the one your looking for..." Saint!!! ------------------

I have something to be proud of (yeah right), and it's not being recognized. Next to my name it says I have 80 somewhat posts. Now, here's my gripe. Since I was member on this site...since '98 or whatever, I've posted at least a millions times. Now...is there anyway to show how much I've wasted my life by having that juicy # figure under my name instead of that ugly 80 something? Eighty makes me feel like I've really, really wasted my life...cause now I have no proof that I've done nothing Saint!!! ------------------

Steve, Bec's, etc etc: so it's set? This Friday? 1:30? I'll try to make it there by 1:30. So Paul is spinning? Cool, I haven't heard him spin yet. To the peeps I don't kwow, you know what I look like from that post I made...see you there, Saint!!! ------------------

Well, the infamous Pox (Phoenix) posted my pic a while ago: http://www.jseredyniecki.com/Saint/Saint.jpg That's what I look like...minus the red eye and plucked eyebrows (I got into a fight that day, and my x plucked my eyebrows...long short story...) Anyways, that's me sort of, only, I'm more animated in real life. If you see me walking down the street scribbling into a black book...stop me, kiss me if your a lady, and let me know who you are. Twilo this Friday sounds ok...I'm hittin Nells and the Nuyorican first so I'll be there late if I go...peace, Saint!!! ------------------

floyd said it best...keep the club sub-culture alive. I hate it, but it's true...commercialism is good for the pockets but bad for fans deep into their shit...Saint!!! ------------------

Vinyl: It's on Hubert and Hudson I believe. I went there religiously a while back every Friday and Sunday. The crowd is very laid back and chillz, DT style. Very into the music whether DT is off or on. I wouldn't compare SF and Vinyl cause they're just different venues within the club circuit. For those not used to DT it may take a while for your body to assimilate to his beats, but, like the motto of the party, the music will help you 'Be Yourself'. The party can go on till 8-sometimes 10 in the a.m., depending on how DT's feeling. You won't be dissappointed! Saint!!! ------------------

Ok, I haven't been to Twilo on a Friday since I was three. I'm down for either this Friday or next Friday. I don't care who's spinning, cause most likely I'll be out of place with the rave thing anyway. So, whoever thinks a particular Friday is going to be better than another one...speak up and let's get this dance orgy on...I think I'd orgasm if I met e'one. Oh, and t'licous, if you can make it, I'd like to give you the only tongue kiss cause your juicy...hahaha, jk, I'll kiss you on the cheeck and call it that. Deedlez, you know the story, I'm hungry, so feed me Peace, Saint!!! ------------------

I've never heard Parks& Wilson & Quiver. Sound like a go for me!!! Saint!!! ------------------

For the city folk (NYC), there are some decent (record) stores up and down E3rd Street. There are some next to HMV btw. Broadway and Laffayette...the Virgin Record Store on E14th and Broadway sport the most Club music out of all the Virgin Records in the city, and have more acid jazz and electronica music than the uptown versions as well. Hope that helps. Oh, p.s., I never heard Seamans 2nd disc, I listened to the first and decided it sounded the same as all other------SHIT...Saint!!! ------------------

You guys are funny. Yall haven't met up yet? I've met over 40 peeps from here and Deeper...mostly the old school heads. For the most part, all of them are mad cool mofo's. There used to be CNYC meet ups, but they weren't always the best of things. It's better when individual people pick a mutual spot. Just my one-buck sense. Saint!!! ------------------

A club Haiku: Falling off the map Lepratic posts coat drug nose Watch my asscrack dance...Saint!!! ------------------

Sup sup JBlaze...I was thinking about dancing. I had 2 bookings down in South Beach last summer but turned them down. My ex x girlfriend was a stripper from south beach. She had the connects...I just wasn't sure about my image at the time...I'm sure you can relate back to the days you weren't a semi-diesel god, hahaa. I was going to get into the dance thing a few weeks ago, but decided that I'd rather make my money in ways that are not derogatory. I mean, not to put down dancers or anything cause I'm not, I just felt that flapping the sacs in front of anybodys face could get me into all sorts of trouble--and I'm trying to escape trouble! Saint!!! ------------------

P.S. happy0debi, thanks for the info...mad hugs n' kisses all over your elbows...Saint!!! ------------------

B2B's...hahaa. Yeah, that's part of the real reason. The other reason is I'm tired of being glued to a fucking desk, rotting away my existence...I wish I didn't have to worry about feeding myself...so I could just stroll the streets of life writing what I see...but, when my stomach starts to rumble the 9-5 thing comes to my rescue. I figure, ok, I'm a beginning poet n' shit trying to find my inner voice. It's hard to do that sitting here at a terminal...I can't really travel cause my $$$ flow mimics cunnilingus without the benefits of orgasm. So, I'm looking to see if Flight Attendants really get to travel as much as everyone thinks they do. If they do, and I was able to remain in a NYC based port, then I could have the best of all worlds...travel, and time to walk the shores of Earth, writing my findings within my Scott tissue scrolls. Hey, to hell with the money, I'm not making the greatest $'s now anyway, and I think they get paid more than me anyhows. I'm just trying to find a stimulating niche for me before my hoop dream of being a 'PAID' creative person materializes. Being a Flight Attendant is just one option amidst my homeless pool of opportunities...hahaa...Saint!!! ------------------

B2B, I'm not too sure about you not being able to be a porn star. I met these two guys yesterday @ Bar 13...they were two lovers. Anyways, they are the first gay jewish porno producers. They were mad cool, they read a poem each and got mad luv and respect from the crowd. I would have asked them if they knew how I could get into the business but something about the un-hetrosexual thing turned me off...hahaa. Anyways, all is possible. We could conglomerate on that...I have mad ideas for phat scenes...you find the capital, and I'll provide the creative scenes...we share starring roles...and I'll get feroxnyc and crystalmethod to bring in all the luscious ladies...we could do this (Literally) Saint!!! ------------------

Now now people, as a muscle head in my past life, I can break it down to you easily. Some big guys are mad chills and are not conceited. Some are. Some fake big-boobed gals are as conceited as prissy butch bitches showing off their stitches. Some are humble like baby kittens. Hey, as long as the fellas don't walk around the club with their anaconda's hangin out being measured by fake boobed gals, then hey, the more blended people the better. I have nothing wrong with down-to-earth people, regardless the authenticity of their ligaments. Now, if your prissy, you could just get all the fucking icicle up your ass...Saint!!! ------------------

B2B's, your job sounds cool. I can't deal with all the computer programming shit though. I know how to use mad software programs...I type almost 94.3wpm, blah blah blah, and I hate it. I couldn't see myself learning pc language. But, for you, it works, so I give you all the respect. I'd like to have your freedom one day...only, within the poetry circuit (but we all know poets don't get paid). I'm trying to find other alternatives besides the poetry thing to release my creativity...I've found a couple, so I'm working on that. Anyways, the point is, move to Singapore, I hear you can fulfill many sexual desires there (LEGALLY)...hahaa. Saint!!! ------------------