Oh, Google Buzz, I love you. I’ve had so much fun with this thing, especially since I got my Nexus One in the mail. Actually the first thing I did with the phone was Buzz about my having just unboxed my Google phone. So it started out harmlessly but it has become an obsessive liability.
You see, a key component of my Buzz MO was crossing the boarder into Harlem where I would proceed to cross the line by posting something just slightly, oh so benignly slightly, racially overtoned to provoke a soulfull response from the hood. In my most recent Buzz I was engaged by a native a rap battle. I can’t post his attack, way too nasty for this place (but admittedly a pretty decent set of rhymes that made me feel bad about myself), but with the help of an online dictionary I came up with this retort:
Not bad, right? Cocksure of victory, he invited a vote from other Buzzers:
Can’t you see why I want to go back north and Buzz some more? So can my uncle, but he can also see why I ought not to. An email from him this morning:





