on my way home, i passed a cuyahoga valley line train (the tracks run near my house). it's wonderful to live near active train tracks, especially since it's not just freights but the ol' scenic line. i want to go on a night-time train ride.

ooh, this law & order is inspired by the puffy shooting. but there's no shyne (kinda like in real life), and j-lo's black. dude who got shot, 'bone,' has a one-sheet from the newish krs album on his wall. i seem to recall making a similar diary entry a while ago about a different l&o, a d.o.a. album and some nazi kid. "g-train," the puffy character's name is. orbach: 'hey, even i know who g-train is.' epatha merkerson called him 'the prince of hip-hop.' 'good to know the hip=hop industry is recession=proof'--steven hill ali williams = j.lo. top dog = bad boy. mega fly = club ny. (incidentally, a place called 'club ny' in times square sort of sounds like a trap for foreign tourists, doesn't it?) 'from what i've read, he's a middle-class kid from the suburbs'--dianne weist. 'don't put hip-hop on trial'--sign held by protester. this episode is hilarious. wow, 'bone' called 'train' a 'sellout.' but 'train' claims that 'bone' told him he didn't really care for his music. his words--'like a diatribe.' so train asked him when his latest cd went platinum. awesome. i think it was the source that suggested the possibility that bone was in fact some famous baller guy who accused puff of being, like, a fake criminal. sort of the antithesis of that jeru song 'you playin' yourself.' 'yeah, well, they tell me i have to be hard to sell records. if i didn't listen to that, maybe none of this would've happened.'--diddy--er, i mean, g-train.  ¶ 10:01 PM