My Hood

I used to hate it. Some of the buildings along 26th street look really tacky, though the litter along the streets compliments them quite nicely. The parking sucks ass, especially with all the people that have recently crammed themselves into single family homes that happen to each own a huge ass SUV, pick-up truck or work van. I find myself cruising around looking for parking everyday, only to find a spot 2 blocks away. OH! But wait.....sometimes, when I've parked 2 blocks away....the person that is parked right in front of my house decides to leave right when I'm unlocking the front door to my house! GRRR!! And...get this, yesterday as I'm driving I see this big fucking space at the end of my block on 30th. WOOHOO!! I thought, "OH FOR JOY!"....I turn the wheel and begin to align myself with the curb when what do I see before me?....One of these stupid gay signs: "NO PARKING ----->" I looked at the sign in disbelief....then I looked to my right and there was another one at the end of the other block..."MMFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK!!!" I growled under my breath, cuz my kiddie was in the car. It seems that these gay bitch signs are all over the hood now.

Am I forgetting something?....Ah, right, The violence, it does get to me. The gang-bangers busting out like a bunch of little leather-clad hooded fairies, prancing around the street corners, peering into every damn car that passes by. Seeing 13-15 year-olds boys being led around by some 35 year-old OG loser. It's sickening. Hearing about people getting shot up, and in turn, remembering my friends that were murdered here in this hood.

I walk along the streets and I see grafitti everywhere, not the art of Aerosoul but the "KK" crown upside down with the Playboy bunny sitting atop it. And when I'm driving, trying to squeeze by the double-parked monstrous gas-guzzlers, it is annoying that the street lights are out on one of the blocks, because shit do I fucking hope that some kid isn't going to run out into the street suddenly.

Still, as I said...I USED to hate it, but not anymore. I was at a red light on 26th yesterday, when I suddenly realized how happy I was to be in my hood again. How nice it was to see that Trohas fish/shrimp/chicken sign with Foghorn Leghorn on it. How nice it was to see the eloteros and to hear the blaring cumbias coming from the car that's blocking traffic, cuz the driver is buying 3 elotes for the kids, and a fruit salad cup for his wife. I dunno what he got for himself, cuz I beeped like mother-fucker and floored the accelerator as I swerved out of the way. It made me smile. Yeh, I'm from K-Town, and no matter what anyone says, I love it cuz it's MY fucking hood.