Reset Button

I don't know how many old heads still remember the gaming system known as Nintendo, but there was a button that cats hated to have to press, because usually the only time this button would be pushed is when things got completely out of control or the game happened to freeze and no further progress could be made.

In the game called Life, I just pushed the reset button.

Though I'm feeling a way about having to make such a drastic decision, I have no regrets, misgivings, or second thoughts for taking such an action.

I wish that me and Her could have made it work, but the truth of the matter is that work still needs to be done on the work-in-progress that is Omar Sharif Arthur.
I'm on a track to completely rebuild my life from the ground up, which is crazy considering all of the sacrifices I've made since my Daughter blessed me with her presence. But relationships come and go, life goes on, and the war continues.

With that said, I burned the field that I toiled on in hopes of harvesting great rewards, and now I'm replanting....reassessing....rebuilding.

The good book tells us that the race goes not to swift nor the strong, but to those who endure, and I literally just had a Red Bull and Vodka, lol.

So now with my newfound wings, I'm flying...not to a set destination, but wherever the winds of destiny happen to carry me.

Happy Trails,

O

The Reset Button

Ahem,

Taking a break from the dramedy that is my life to post a quick blog. All things considered I've been better than some, and worse than others, so no complaints.

Finished YLRN3 so I'll be posting either individual tracks or the whole shebang up here for my imaginary fanbase to listen to. Self-deprecating humor aside, it's actually pretty good shit (Hi, Haters).

Other than that, still in GA (though I'm on tale of two cities status with my work/home situation), still getting my Daddy learning curve on (mini-me is on the verge of walking now!!!), and still perfecting the project that is Omar Sharif Arthur (26 years and counting...).

Just caught a second wind, so hopefully things should be turning around and settling into a more stable and positive situation, but with my luck...who knows.

"Game+Hustle...that means fuck ya..."

Catch up niccas,

O

Tweet, tweet, tweet...

Oh yeah...I tweet now.
www.twitter.com/ofeez

Bird's the word,

O.

All in a day's work...

Ahem,

Fun weekend...drove to Columbia, chillaxed with D.I.G. and Dtune (the triangle offense strikes again), recorded 20 songs, AND drove back to ATLanta...and that was all on Saturday.

But.....back to life, back to reality...which means job-hunting, diaper-changing, dinner-cooking, dish-washing, and basic family-manning.

Even took Mini-Me to the pool today to get her swim on...see?


All in a day's work...someone tell Cris Abrego to holla at me! (I'm sure someone will make some sense of that)

Living the dream,

O.

Pulse Check...

I am still alive and well...
Shit has been mad hectic, particularly as a result of this fucked economy, but all things considered I am counting my blessings:

Young Journee Gabrielle is 8 months, healthy, and soon-to-be walking.
Thanks to support from family the probation situation has been resolved and is now over.
Job situation is relatively stable as of today (I'm not gonna hold my breath on it, though).
And God Willing, I will begin recording Y'all Losing Right Now Vol. 3 this weekend, as I take some time to head back to SC get some ME time outside of the hustle and bustle of life in Metro Atlanta.

So all in all, the glass is still half-empty, but I'm content.
Some people don't even have the glass anymore...

Cheers,

O

Back to the Future...

Guess who's back in the A?

Moved back to Atl last weekend and have been getting settled in.

So far, I am extemely happy to be back.
I have thoroughly enjoyed seeing my daughter everyday, and being with my woman has improved our relationship immensely.

The sacrifice?
No more running the streets, clubbing crazy-like, and drinking like a fish.
Surprisingly, I'm not bothered by this in the slightest.

I always thought that being a father and mate would be too boring for me to ever handle.

Now that I'm in that space, I can say that the thrills I receive from waking up to my woman, and tucking my daughter in on the daily far surpass the mindless bullshit I was enveloped in for far too long.

Time to put away childish things.

Say goodbye to the bad guy,

O

Back to the Future...

Hello World,

The most sporadic blogger is here, and I'm here to report that I am on the verge of two life changes: one unexpected but HUGE, one anticipated but DOPE.

Both should be wrapped up in time for Cupid's day, so suffice to say moves will be made in roughly a week (Lord's Will).

So to those who talk with Omar or those who rock with OFeez, stay tuned...

Take that, take that...

O

Attention:

To whom it may concern:

I am now working on my new mixtape:

Y'all Losing Right Now Vol. 2

For those who haven't heard the first joint I'll be posting that soon.

Support local artists dammit!

I got a kid to feed...lol.

I'm focused man, tell Shawn Holla at me mannnn!

Still the best rapper in SC! (tru!)

Che-che-check out my melody,

O

Allow me to reintroduce myself...

A new year!
2008 was irony defined.

Uneventfully eventful.
Joyfully sorrow.
Unsatisfyingly content.
Progressively backwards. Gratifyingly insatiable.
I'm sure you get the point...

I had a baby girl.
I dealt with legal issues.
I made the best music of my life.
I got divorced.
I lost a great job.
I got another great job. I brought sexy back.
I was confronted with my ugly ways.

With all of the ups and downs that I experienced last year I'm approaching this new year with a new attitude.

Newfound focus.
Newfound confidence.
Newfound priorities.
Newfound love.

Most people approach a new 365 with a solitary resolution.
But for me, 2009 is all about the 'Re':

The Re-Up,
The Rebirth,
The Rekindling,
The Reintroduction.

I guess I got my swagger back,

O