Day Fifteen (RZA's Bong Bong reinterpretation)

just a quick word to say that i failed in my operation to stay awake since i slept about 3 hours, prolly missing calls from 2 recruiters...but i just remembered this thing that happened to me this morning...i think i'm having a miss communication problem with people...remember my burger king story (by the way the women's name is Chen and it happened at the one in Picadilly, just in case you wanna make sure you get your meal right...). So before taking my eurostar, i stopped at the bakery and asked for a drops, which is a pastry with chocolate chips and creme...so the lady puts the thing in the bag and i walk away to catch my train...i was kinda starving so i opened the bag and found a....belgian waffle....not that i hate that but it holds nothing against le drops...i was maaaad...
Then ever since i got in town at 8, i figured i'll drop at the bank to collect my credit card...guess what i got???...a chipless/non payment card..basically i can only get cash from atm...i can't even make online payments.... i felt like i was a teen all over again !!!

bonus Dookie pics...don't you hear Stevie's "isn't she lovely?"

Day Fifteen

Just arrived in London...I had a great time in Paris...I guess whenever you're away from something or someone precious, you tend to appreciate these moments better...
So after watching an amazing superbowl (congrats to the Giants !!! at least they're compensating for the Knicks wackness), i went straight to the eurostar station...and here's my last view of Paris this morning...



then as soon as the train started, i put cinematic orchestra last album "ma fleur"...i just remember telling myself that it was the perfect soundtrack for what i was seeing and feeling at the moment and then i passed out while dude in front of me was already snoring...maybe i snored too...as long as i don't drool all over me next to a cute girl like when i got back from Toronto in 1998, i'm fine...Anyway, when i woke up, we were already in LDN...imma try to stay awake until tonight so i'll get back on a rhythm...so redbull, diet coke, tea maybe italian coffee are on the menu...

Quatorzième Jour

Last day all together. I woke up late so i would stay awake tonight to watch the Superbowl and go straight to the eurostar station since my train is at 6.40am.
So we all chilled together, of course Dookie was the center of attention...That's her and Al (proud dad/brother in law)



Pop's tried to make peace with her so he went thru her good friend Abu who's the larry bird she likes to torture in her spare time...that strategy didn't really pay off...he'll get another shot next time...



Then we left for the airport, i dropped My sister Catherine, Al and Dookie and went to Paris to pick up Elise so we could pay a visit to Tuyen at my former flat where she's moving in...the H²O team was together again for about an hour...

Alright yesterday was about the men of the Phuong family so today i'd figured i'd give the women some spotlight. Here's 3 generations of Phuong family women...and Abu whom we haven't figured out the sex yet...



L to R : Catherine, Dookie & Abu (and his/her homeboys), Mom

Treizième Jour ( Ludovic Navarre's St Germain's remix)

In the loving memory of our ancestors...
Yesterday was my dad's 79 birthday so we had a nice familly reunion...



That's Pop's, good days or bad days i gotta have love for this man for raising an asshole like me for the past 27 years...yeah he kinda deserves a nobel price for that...
I think he really raised my sister and i in a great way, not holding our hand but always on the side of the road if we needed him...and when i think about the most important days of my life, i still remember this 6 in the morning conversation with him...i had insomnia, princess diana just died...i told him i wanted to pursue a career in music and he said that i had to do what i felt otherwise i wouldn't be happy in life...and a couple of years later, he put some money in Drink Water Music (my label)...so no matter how much of a jerk he can be sometimes (cuz he mos def can...), i'll always pay my respect to this man...and i love my mom too by the way (she's gonna kill me if i don't mention her somewhere along with their pic)



Family reunions are always a great moment to verify the Phuong family mythology...
so tonight, we heard some crazy stories about my Grand Pa and some other family members...war, fancy women, smoking/traficking opium...all these crazy things to us were their everyday life...
see our fam is prolly more gangsta than most italian clans (i know Angelo's gonna be mad at this one...haha) ... So my Grand Pa died of an opium overdose...true story...he smoked a lot with my cousin's other Grand Pa... whenever they would get otgether, they'd do the family duties for a minute and then go in a room upstairs to smoke together in what seems to be a double-bong...it's amazing that my cousin who's in his 50's remember all this vividly...he told us how when he was 12, his Grand Pa would send him to this house in their village in Kampot (Cambodia) to buy opium cuz only a kid wouldn't raise the attention of cops...How they prepared the opium and turn it from liquid to smoke...He also told us that whenever they'd smoke together, a geicko would come down from the ceiling to hang out with them and when his Grand Pa died, the geicko died also...So i now take this geicko as a family stamp..
Yeah our Gran Pa's were that much Gangstas...
Here's a pic with three generations of the Geicko clan...of course we had the two opium smokers in mind at the moment...



L to R : Me, Pop's, my cousin and super story teller Kok, his two sons André and Fred

Treizième Jour

After just a couple of hours of sleep, i got awake by this !!!


"WAKE YO ASS UP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

That's my niece Laura aka Dookie who grew up twice her OG size since i lost saw her...
She's so big,it was quite surprising... Well anyway, according to her genes, she'll prolly be one of the leaders of the world in a couple of decades...so send me your funds so she can study in the best schools in the best conditions...and we'll ask our money back with a 1000% bonus once she'll be head of Microsoft...haha



Afterwards, i went to Paris for some duties...LDN is where i live but i guess Paris is home...i had lunch with some of the cowboys (our 100% male crew...you prolly know what our hobbies are...eating, watching live sports, etc...) and then i walked a little and came accross my fav street show on earth...he's in his 70's but rocks the crowd with some ill dance moves...




Then I had a Tea with My "Brother from another mother" Tom and his fiancée Stéphanie...can you believe we've been best friends for 24 years !!!
Tonight we're having a family reunion for my Pop's Bday...

Day Twelve (Daft Punk remix)

So before i left, i had to take a good tourist shot as a proof to my parents that i'm really in London...After all i could be in Lille, they'd never know...but see to my mom, what counts is the number of sightseeing spot for tourists like her...so i tried my best...



and i went from that to this...the magnificent desert streets of Lognes by night... I often miss them...



I just arrived after 30mins of tube+2h30 of eurostar+1h12 of subway...it felt good to see my parents and even better since they had prepared me a nice meal...
Now imma head to bed since i already have tons of things to do tomorrow morning...

Day Twelve (Drine's Takeover)

Here's what my friend Sandrine wrote concerning my statement about Dorset Square in the Day Ten entry :

Right..not that anyone cares but I think I should clarify a few points: Steph and I are not fantasizing about the fact that Dorset Square was the set for Princess Sarah - this is the TRUTH based on the following FACTS:
- Princess Sarah's school was literally 2 minutes away from a lovely 19th Train station. Check this out - next to Dorset Square is....19th centry Marylebone train Station
- Princess Sarah's room had a view on a square and she used to ride her poney around it(yes, she was that rich!)...hello..Dorset Square?!!!!
- Then when her father died and she turned from rich protegee at her school to poor servant she had to go to a small and slightly dingy market and get all the food for the other students which was about 10 minutes walk from the school...that's Church street market.

Are these pure coincidences? I don't think so....