Who else on earth would fly the red-eye, move
all my crap up six flights of stairs and then
return 9 months later on the same red-eye to
move all my crap down the same six flights?
To me, Fareed is like a wizened
elder, happily flipping late-nite
hamburgers for harried young geeks
and retelling the tales of a tribe that
long ago migrated west. Like that
time he passed out in the bathroom
of apsaras. I hear that was pretty
funny.
Fareed's identity is cleft in two. By
day, West Coast Fareed is a
mild-mannered fitness geek. By night,
East Coast Fareed is addicted to
nicotine and uses "party" as a verb. The
two Fareeds are locked in a mortal
struggle for control of his soul. All
Fareed stories are but outward
manifestations of this inner strife.
To paraphrase basketball legend Moses
Malone (from a documentary about
Julius "The Doctor" Erving: "I was a
superstar, Fareed was a superstar. We
knew what we had to do."
all my crap up six flights of stairs and then
return 9 months later on the same red-eye to
move all my crap down the same six flights?
elder, happily flipping late-nite
hamburgers for harried young geeks
and retelling the tales of a tribe that
long ago migrated west. Like that
time he passed out in the bathroom
of apsaras. I hear that was pretty
funny.
diablo and fareed kicks serious ass on my
side of the country. not my ass, though.
has never let me do it again.
day, West Coast Fareed is a
mild-mannered fitness geek. By night,
East Coast Fareed is addicted to
nicotine and uses "party" as a verb. The
two Fareeds are locked in a mortal
struggle for control of his soul. All
Fareed stories are but outward
manifestations of this inner strife.
anyone i know. it's a wonder he can
stay on a bycicle.
Malone (from a documentary about
Julius "The Doctor" Erving: "I was a
superstar, Fareed was a superstar. We
knew what we had to do."
which can drink the most coffee that i
know
even outdoing lee berman