while cleaning the living room today, i knocked over a stack of my roommate Chocolate Peter Griffin's DVDs. and at the top of the pile?

(i've been slacking in general, but i PROMISE that the handful of projects i've taken on are coming. dammit. so bear with me.)




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i just felt moved to share a few recent findings with you. all pics courtesy of PEOPLE OF WALMART, one of the best sites ever. happiness lives there, i swear. i could browse this site for hours. why didn't think of this first?

enjoy.















yay Walmart.

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okay. i just feel moved to showcase a good homie of mine right now. i've known this man and his crew for a few years. we were introduced via a mutual friend back in VA, when he was involved in directing and producing fashion shows for Hampton University. i was a fan then. he showed promise. i can remember then that his path in dance wasn't solidified. from what i recall, he was slightly unsure of how serious he wanted to be about dance.

well, it's safe to say it's very clear that the man has come and will continue to go quite far.

Rob Rich, his sister Quinetta (who now know goes by Q-THIS took me a minute to adjust to. i'd drop the government and people would respond with, ".....WHO?") and their crew, ORACLE, are doing their damn thing out here in Los Angeles. Hell, to be honest, I wasn't sure what they'd end up doing, but they sure showed my ass!



Their "debut" Los Angeles performance, though I couldn't attend, blew me away. This, more than any other, demonstrates Rob and Q's progress over the years. Rob's choreography is much cleaner and undeniably distinct...and dope, all around. It's different. Seeing it, you can tell that homebody is not FROM Los Angeles, and it works for him. (PS: I love how you directed us to Reference the Ms. Jade video.)

I congratulate everyone on this show, but I must draw attention to Q's brutal murdering of "I'm The Shit" starting at 2:15. Look for the killer afro. She apparently summons the power from her magical hair (as I often do in everyday life) and proceeded to destroy the song. Q has grown from the girl who could mimic and spit back her brother's choreography to a mature, confident performer. BISH, YOU ROCK!



even from here, in May, I see the growth in everyone. *handclap for you, kids* Even though I can't attend, scream and support in person as much as i'd like, know that I appreciate and respect your work and progress. It's always good to see VA homies (even if they aren't originally FROM there...and I forgive them for that) doing well.







For more of their work, check out Oracle's youtube page: HERE or their blog (which could use an update-ROB!): HERE. Rob teaches at Debbie Reynolds Dance Studios on Saturdays at 2:30.

keep up the good work.

-chris.alexander


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hello children.

as usual, i've been treating this glorious blog like a weathered groupie vagina, the morning after after a Trey Songz video shoot. my apologies. life happened. the week has been interesting. actually, the past two weeks have been interesting. and i've much to recap on.

but not today.

right now, i just finished a beautiful workout. i've committed to working out 5 of 7 days this week. 3 days down. today i'm doubling up. had a great cardio workout with the help of Power 90 (check it out HERE), which i downloaded of course. the full series has three levels: Power 90, Power 90 Master Series, and P90x, which is as intense and sinful as a For the Love of Ray J wrap party gangbag. but i love it. each set focuses on different activities: upper body, cardio, core, body scuplting, yoga, chest/shoulders, and so on. there's ab workouts too. between the treadmill, the NYC Ballet Workout 2 DVD, and this collection of videos, i should never get bored with my workouts.

the roommate situation has proven to be, again, interesting. it will be a test of strength. i'll go into why later, but this is quite temporary. and i'm completely fine with that.

now, off to wash the funk off and meet my cousin Damaris for the first time. no, forreal this time. this meeting is especially pressing since she just returned from Virginia with a dozen crack-laced, uber-addictive empanadas baked with love by the best abuela on erff. and i don't want to have to slice a relative for eating MY comfort food. and Grandma laughed heartily the last time i even alluded to acquiring the recipe. so...yeah.

i have three letters on the way. refer back to my "Adventures in Restaurantland..." series for a refresher, HERE. it's gonna be good. so...stay tuned.

okay. i smell like homeless sex. good day! hmph!

chris.alexander

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