Swagga is Missing

So I wake up this morning feeling like ass. I’m struggling to get up while my fiance is getting ready for work. She leaves to go to work early, and after giving me some meds to feel better, I get ready to head to work. I get to the parking lot to find my car is gone. Someone took the Swagga Wagon. I wasn’t freaking out, but just like “Damn.” I’ve had cars stolen before so its not like this is my first rodeo, so I call the future wife and tell her. She’s like ok. Well long story short, the idiots at her apartment management decided to have our car towed because they can’t see the permit sticker. Its right on the windshield. So we have to go there later and get it.

So besides have my car taken, everything is good, well sort of. I have to go to Milwaukee for some family business and see my brother. Granted I like going back to Milwaukee, but I want to bring the family. So under the not so good pretenses that I have to go to the Brew for, nonetheless its time with family.

My friend Miltownkid is back and blogging again so I’m happy for him, and he making moves and making dollas. Nothing else i can think of at the moment.

OH GO to studio4115.com and peep the sale he’s having on prints. It’s a fund raising event and deals are bound to be there.