Someone (who is helping me decipher the hidden language of cameras) did a nice thing. A really nice thing. Actually, that’s plural, but I won’t go into the lurid details. Mostly because it will just gnaw at you NOT to know what those other things are. He referred me to Boca Java to help earn some free coffee and gain more exposure (ummmm… the good kind).

Go here to see the sweet things he said about me. It can neither be confirmed nor denied if I blushed upon reading it. But I did so at work just before my officemate Sam walked by my desk after teaching a class. He wanted to show me his new website for his DJ company and we “talked shop” about music for a bit.

Where this nostalgia’s come from, I don’t know, but I’ve been in the mood for some 80’s Rap. So many people complain about music from the 80’s, but I have my weakness for it since it’s My Era. Lately, I’ve been listening to Run DMC, Sugar Hill Gang and Eric B and Rakim. When I mentioned a song we’d sing a few lines or he’d find it on his iTunes and play it in the office.

Kelly: Oh! You know what I want to hear? I’m in the mood for “If I Ruled the World”. Do you know that song?

Sam: Kind of. Who sang it?

Kelly: Kurtis Blow. Wait… I’m older than you are - do you even know who that is? (Silently hoping he says yes so I don’t feel so old.)

Sam: Not really. I’m not so much down with C. Blow. (This is him trying to sound cool, a common occurrence.)

Kelly: I figured as much. Know how I know this? BECAUSE IT’S K. BLOW.

The student has become the master.