A young female was trying to make plans with me to get together, and since she had to depend on a friend for a ride, we were trying to figure out who would most likely have a relaxed easy going time with my ace boom. We looked through all of her loud, obnoxious, and “ghetto” associates and narrowed our options down to two calm friends of hers. She decided who was going along with her and shouted out “Oh yea, she’s hella cool, AND she looks like ‘Bootz.’” After explaining to me who Bootz was (a character from Flavor of Love on VH1), she immediately asked, “You don’t watch that show!?”
I had to explain to the young vixen that I don’t pay for cable television (That includes paying for the “HOOK UP”). My mama didn’t have cable at her house, so I was never used to relying on TV for entertainment. Now, living on my own, I can’t deem cable practical. My logic is this: If I pay $20-75 a month for something, I feel obligated to use it. I have bills for gas, water, electricity, garbage, my cell phone – but these are things I use (the cell phone I use in abundance).
If I paid for cable every month, I would feel obligated to see what’s new in Charm School with Mo’nique, mandated to check the BET awards – hosted by Mo’nique – or watch that movie Phat Girlz coming on later – starring Mo’nique. Instead, I bundled up and saved with AT&T for a houseline and DSL Internet connection.
However, I did come really close to getting cable television for one reason. I told my brother I was thinking about cable just for the music videos over AOL Instant Messenger and he sent me a link to an old MC Hammer video. I went CRAZY! I started searching videos and sending them to my brother trying to one-up him, but the boy’s imagination was way too swift. He hit me with Ini Kamoze’s “Hot Stepper,” E-40’s “Practice Lookin’ Hard,” and Billy Ocean’s “Caribbean Queen.” The biggest one-up I did have on him was Baby Ray’s 90’s local Oakland anthem “Aint Nothin’ Like The Town.” By the time I had thrown in the towel, five hours had passed and I was thoroughly entertained. Whenever I got the urge to check out something, I had access to it on the web.
It used to be if you missed the old-school cartoon lineup on USA Saturday Morning, (Savage Dragon, Mortal Kombat, and more) come Monday, you were left out the conversation. Nowadays, if you haven’t seen the Jiggaboo Jones video’s, some fool dancing in their room wearing a Dora the Explorer suit, or young Kellin windmilling on a young intimidator while trying to do a bedroom “Tell Me When To Go (Trackademiks remix) video, you are trippin’! And as far as that young vixen trying to hook up my patna was concerned, all I had to do was “Google Search” ‘Bootz Flavor’ and her pictures, myspace website and VH1 came right up. That’s a solid young Feeemale. Besides that though, if you spend money on cable every month, but don’t have access to the internet, YOU ARE REALLY TRIPPIN’! Internet IS the new cable.
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