HTML Horror’s

Just another day in the life of P-Rice, no complaints (really..), weather is beautiful and were sitting in our last class of the day. The day is almost over for many who work 9-5’s on the daily but for us college students, you could say our day is just beginning. Only yet..I forgot that it’s only Monday..

The last class of the day is Web Page & Design; which since I’ve signed up for the class I have been excited to experience  the course. So now the day has finally came, right? We’ve already topped the basics in the class and now we are dwindling our fingers into some HTML code. For growing up with technology and computers all around me- HTML, let me tell you- is nothing easy or entertaining to do. I think half of the fact is that since it is so tedious and repetitive, which makes it bland, over-time consuming, boring with that “I feel like my brain is rotting” feeling for after staring into a bunch of secret code “mumbo-jumbo” for the last hour- makes HTML code nothing easy.

We are now giving this time out to thank WordPress for handling the HTML for the blogs. We love to design sites and write but HTML is like the math of making websites. If I can regain my memory from the elementary school days…math homework was nothing fun and that is why I never established my journey to become a math teacher- same reason with HTML.

 

*Thoughts of P-Rice*

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Family Disease

I still remember the call I received that early evening late September 2012. The school semester was young and the seasons were changing- but little did I know it just wasn’t the seasons changing last fall but also the way my family would live was about to change. My family, as a whole, was about to be hit by the new century “black plague” and see life in a completely different perspective.

In the weeks prior my father called me about taking my mother into the hospital because she was complaining about severe pain and was extremely uncomfortable. Nobody knew why she didn’t feel good, she didn’t know why she didn’t feel good- not even after the first day at the hospital did the doctors know why she wasn’t feeling good. When I was told this news, I thought it was a no-brainer, that something was unusually wrong and I mentally prepared myself for the worst scenario. At the same time I remained positive but deep down inside I knew that something wasn’t right; if my mother was just sick with a little bug or a virus or even something else- I still don’t think it would of taking the doctors that long to figure out what was up.

A few weeks later after the first initial call, life goes on and the school semester is starting to go into full swing. Around the same time in the evening as the last call was- I notice I am getting a call from my father. I pick up the phone and conversation is typical; with “how was your day?”, “what are you doing tonight?”, “staying out of trouble?” and the usual “when are you coming home next?” Puppy dog dad always lonely when I’m off at school but this time it was to a new extent. My father kept asking me “when can I come home?’ and when I asked for a reason why he seemed to not be sure exactly why. When I would demand for more information in how my mother was and what the doctors knew, my father didn’t exactly know– following up with another excuse for me to “come home and do yardwork”- that is when I finally told my father, “just tell me what you know about mom! You can’t just call someone up and lead them on like this” and that is what broke the ice to my father exposing the true situation with my mom. It was the horrid truth that none of us wanted to admit, my mom was being held hostage by Stage 4 Colon Cancer.  He originally didn’t want to tell me on the phone and wanted to tell me in person along with being in a “home/family environment”- but the tension was too elevated and emotions got the best of us.

Immediately after hearing the dreadful news, my father made plans to come up the next day and have a father and son dinner to talk. We went to a local pub down the street from my school and I still remember having Chicken Parmesan sitting at a little table in the corner of the pub which was lightly dimmed. We talked about life and what the doctors and my dad knew so far- which really wasn’t much at all because test were still being done and it was too early to tell exactly what direction my mom would be going in with her health.

After dinner my father and I cruised through the rolling hills of the Berkshire, it was around late September/Early October, the autumn foliage was blossoming and the sun was setting earlier than before adding colorful complexion of clouds that stretched throughout the sky. From the feelings of late summer to early fall- the seasons change- trees loose their leaves and the sun cycle switches- fall- a time for change…and that is exactly what it was.

Though this time of change came without invitation; doesn’t a majority of change come invited?  Reason being because a lot of people aren’t willing to accept change but change can be good even if it’s horrible. My mother falling ill to cancer doesn’t only affect her but also affects the whole family- it is a family disease. Immediately my mother had to change her ways of living from eating to almost everything else; my siblings and I began to become at peace with each other more often and help out a lot more around the house. My father had to really hustle hard and put his part in as a father and a mother because my mother couldn’t put in as much as she use to be able to. I could tell and the stress was at times getting to my dad; he had his own responsibilities on top of taking care of his own children and now his loving wife. Life is hard.

and Life isn’t easy is something I was always told from my parents. I was always told you have to work hard in life and nothing is handed to you. Through all the struggle and hardship my family has gone through over this one year of my mother being sick; we’ve learned a lot about life and that it is indeed good to experience pain and struggle early in life. Those who are young going through life as if life is a “breeze” without any hardships miss out the struggles and hardships in life that make you a stronger being and person; which actually expands and opens your mind to new perspectives and understandings in life. Experiences. Experiences help form a young adult into a full on adult and I have to say before my mother got sick I took life for granted. I realized that my family and I had it good and learned to be more grateful in life and if I really want to dwell and be pathetic I wish at times my family and I didn’t argue as much before my mother got sick. I knew at times I drove my parents and siblings crazy, but doesn’t that happen in every family? Little did we know the summer before my mother got sick, she was in the process of getting sick, and it probably didn’t help the time when my younger brother and I were caught by my mother sneaking out to smoke cigars by the beach. My mother was so upset at us because she thought I was setting a bad example and she was an ex-smoker herself. A month later she is sick with cancer, makes me wonder, if all those years of cigarettes had something to do with her getting sick or added on with other factors. It’s times like that that I wish I didn’t take life for granted and listened to my mother and didn’t do activities that would worry or irritate her…but we live and we learn.

Cancer, it is a family disease. Cancer, it really reveals who in your family will be there for you in the end. Cancer, it can bring together and break apart family. The best way to cope with a love one suffering or struggling with the disease is to always think positive- you have to keep reality in your mindset though- but always be supportive, loving, caring and there for the love ones in need. Along with the support towards the victim of the disease you also have to continue with your daily life and activities. I remember when my mother was newly confirmed with cancer I always felt the need to be by her side; but the best piece of advice my father gave me was to- keep going with your everyday life and responsibilities- still be there for your mother but don’t get caught up and stop everything because there will be a time in which you will really need to be by her side. Hopefully that day is long and far from now and that one day my own mother will see me grow up and have a family.

Like we said in the post before this, “life is what you make it”.

Positivity- Rainy Days to Sunny Weather

“Life is What you Make it”- Couldn’t be more true of a quote and it will stand the test of time because at times how you live life reflects your perspective towards life. Some who live life full of negativity energy, talking down on someone else and always looking at the negative aspects in life- actually don’t bring the ones around them down- but they bring themselves down. With a negative mindscape, how are you able to think clearly? With negative energy towards others, how do you focus on yourself? With negativity in general, what do you think it does to your health? Positive thinking has been mentioned in many articles to have health benefits such as:

– Increased life span

– Lower rates of depression

– Lower levels of distress

– Greater Resistance to the Common Cold

– Better Psychological and Physical well-being

– Reduced risk of Cardiovascular Disease

– Better coping Skills during Hardships and Time of Stress

(http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/positive-thinking/SR00009) Check the link- if your interested.

It is the little things you do in life that amount up to bigger results and consequences at the end of the day. (Will have a post about our own personal experience using positive thinking during hardship).

 

“So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.” – Marilyn Monroe

2 Contrasting Role Models- P-Rice Quote

“Ever since I’ve been growing up I was told by my elders on how education is so important but ever since I’ve been growing up society and media been telling me on how much money can get you power and comfortable living…and believe growing up in a generation where we’ve been exposed to “money-hungry” personalities and some with no education..I believe in life  it takes brains but at the end of the day its all about who has capitol gain..just as long as you making sense you can believe your making change”- words from brotha P-Rice

Tune In: 89.5fm WSKB

Tune In: 89.5fm WSKB

I don’t know if the celebration last night was for tonight or if we should have another celebration after tonight because The P-Rice Show is back on air tonight! For the first time after 3 and a half months- the 5th season begins at 6pm Eastern and goes until 8pm. 3-6pm Pacific and for all the other time zones I guess it’s do for self- haha- but for those who are not familiar with The P-Rice Show it is a radio show in the Western Masses hosted by myself P-Rice with a hip-hop theme but we play a majority kind of music just usually rap/hip-hop. The P-Rice Show has been quite successful in the sense that many enjoy the show and back when I had an over-seas interview with UK legend Redd Emcee- we even had King Echo and TJ Chill of the Zulu Nation tune in for the show. Much thanks and love goes out to my hip-hop fam. worldwide! So if you love Golden Era, rare/underground rap/hip-hop along with other classic funky tunes and random talk and news then you would love The P-Rice Show. 

Tune in every Wednesday Night..More the merrier, we enjoy the company of listening ears..Peace out- Brotha P-Rice 

Dreams to Reality or Reality to Dreams

As a kid growing up I was always told to “cast your inspirations out to the universe”, as my dad would say, and forever that quote has stuck along with me for 20 years. The reason why I keep that quote close to heart is because I believe that anything in this world that you want, you can have. I believe that if you work hard on your inspirations with two fist-full of determination and give everything you’ve got- you can make things happen- but it comes to a point in life, mostly when your coming of age, when you have to separate realistic from un-realisitc and realize what you can pursue.

For the longest time in my childhood I always wanted to be a big named movie director. I loved the Spielberg classics and if it wasn’t for my dad showing me flicks like “Jaws, “Jurassic Park”, “E.T.” and so on at such a young age- I honestly don’t know if I would have the same passion for the entertainment business as I do now. Watching the classics like “Jaws” made me hungrier to write, inspired me to be a photo copy and try to duplicate “Jaws” with my own homemade shark movies (and please if any of you saw them you’d probably die cause you would laugh so hard..but my friends and I can’t complain we had fun making them). 

Well as time went on and “children getting older” like Fleetwood Mac would say; I was becoming a teenager and into a young adult and I was far deep into the “game” of rap and hip-hop. I have always had a enjoyment and passion for music since back in the day, my dad and I would be listening to Elvis Presley and The Blues Brothers soundtrack on an early Sunday morning before soccer practice or well were driving into Roxbury to get a haircut from the best Italian barber (though were both Irish). With my interest and honestly I would say “love” for music- I dug further into the music genres and I’ve always enjoyed writing and that is when hip-hop came into place. The first hip-hop CD I ever had was the “Space Jam” soundtrack which had much play from my cousins and I back in the late 90’s; but it wasn’t until when I was in late middle school when the hip-hop hobby started getting more serious. I began to release homemade tapes and the first few were absolutely horrible but throughout the years we’ve progressed into what we are now- a stunning radio DJ/Host who still will whoop your ass in a freestyle- but now we are leading into when I had to realize what were realistic dreams and what were un-realistic dreams (well at least for now).

As a kid elders, teachers and loved ones always tell you that you can do anything you want and that the world is yours but then there comes a point in which you have to come to realize that not all dreams are possible to pursue during certain times of your life. There are those that some who have that percent of luck on their side to be set for life; but many have to figure and discover other avenues that indeed still lead and connect to your passions in life. 

As a very inspired youth- I have always had big expectations for a lot of things- but it wasn’t until college in which I discovered many other avenues that relate to my dreams and I even learned a little bit more about myself. Maybe I’m more of a advertiser/business man than an entertainer or maybe more of a hypeman or lyricist than a rapper or more of a poet and emcee than a gourmet chef? Who knows? To myself I think I’m a jack of all trades; but in all reality I’m not going to be in Hollywood anytime soon or ever to keep it real. For all my readers reading this the question is: do you know who you are? do you know your identity and what direction you want to go in? The message is never give up and if you have a talent stick with it and develop it into many other things and you will discover that maybe your dreams will come true one day in a way you would of never thought of. 

 

– Life is good as long as you got your health and your loved ones by your side.

Back in the Day

The steaming hot water flowed throughout the pipes of the house leading to its final destination- the shower head. The 100 degree water exploded out of the shower head and rained against the floor of the shower. In the distance I am tucked away underneath some of the warmest blankets in the world, still in a quiet mindset and hazey state. Still recollecting my dreams from the night before or if I am still dreaming; I can’t seem to figure this out until I hear the thundering knocks at my bedroom door. My heartbeat is racing, my eyes wide as an Owl, tremors throughout my body with a touch of morning wood- it was bound to happen- “Patrick! Time to get up!” said a demanding tone- words that broke the silence of pure ecstasy…it was time to get ready for school.

It wasn’t like any other morning though. I hopped out of bed full of excitement and determination. I made up for all the mornings I lied telling my parents I was only going to take a “quick 5 minute shower” and was out the door before my mother could pack me a last minute lunch. My backpack wasn’t vacant enough to hold a little brown bag that would hold a crushed sandwich and a too ripe banana; reason being I was packing heat. Straight lyrical heat.

January 16th, 2010 was the day I was releasing my 4th major tape out to the public. 17 tracks, all written and recorded from me P-Rice. I was about make even more of a “house-hold” name for myself within my hometown. I had flyers I produced all throughout my high school, advertisements on classroom whiteboards- I was hustling hard at a young age because I enjoyed entertaining others. My 4th release in sales made over $400+ within my own hometown. I look back, listening to my old tapes, in which my 4th release had over 100’s of samples on it…it could remind you of a really old school record like the Beastie Boys with the use of several samples (whether they were done justice is another topic). I laugh at some of my old records because I’ve advanced in my talent, writing, ideas and found other avenues along the way and my music past is something that will always be a part of my childhood and me as a person. The P-Rice persona is still raging, front paging, ain’t nothing changing…question is what do the people see in the future of hip-hop? It is an addicting genre of music if you get into the melodies, hooks and slick flows- but like anything that is that addicting will the rap game ever burn out?

Welcome (1st Blog)

What’s up everyone? I hope y’all hungry cause why wouldn’t you be if your on a blog site entitled “Bowl of Rice”? But we aren’t here to exactly talk about food, let me introduce myself, I go by the name P-Rice. I received the name through my earlier “rap career” in late middle school-early high school. I was the only kid recording mixtapes from my bedroom back then in my little suburban town and had the balls to sell them at my school. Looking back there were somethings I wish I did differently, as I haven’t perfected my style as an artist quite yet back then or even now, but my peers gave respect because I knew how to “hustle” (in this so called rap game), knew how to hold my own and I could freestyle my ass off for days. Peeps still put me on the spot to go spit some of that “fire”- why you always see me walking around with a water bottle- my mouth always burning! (owe!) ha ha but before I get too goofy on y’all and you all flee my blogspot thinking I’m some nut-job; but hey sometimes you gottabe a nut job to be in entertainment 😉 because what kind of boring ass dude is entertaining? Someone with a story to tell or stories to tell with a unique kind of personality or fun personality is someone whose entertaining..before I look at myself in the mirror anymore and get so big-headed my head is going to blast off my shoulders like a teenage girl popping her pimple in the mirror before she goes to school in the morning- Let me tell you what my blog is going to be about..I already told you guys that as, for a long time, I wrote hip-hop lyrics, performed hip-hop music as a serious hobby but when I got to college in the Western Masses I started and hosted my own radio show which has been a success for 3 years entitled “The P-Rice Show” on 89.5fm WSKB. For those that don’t know what the “Western Masses” are- it is what we called the cities/towns/region in Western Massachusetts. So like Springfield, Westfield etc. on and on. “Bowl of Rice” is basically a blog that will follow my radio show, The P-Rice Show, follow what is going on in our society today (I guess…)..and a majority of opinions and perspectives from myself, P-Rice involving all sorts of random topics involving life, the media, entertainment industry so on and so on. I know the blog is entitled “Bowl of Rice” and your probably thinking what a plain meal, right? The bowl of Rice is only the side dish…P-Rice is the full meal..so pull out your spoons (and please don’t take that in any other way) and dig right on in..cause will soon have our blog flourished with pages. So for now enjoy our welcome page and our radio show which will be back on air this week! September 18th, 2013 (6-8pm Wednesday Nights Eastern) 89.5fm WSKB or if your not from around the area tune in here: http://tunein.com/radio/WSKB-895-s22830/ Enjoy and Please since it’s monday…enjoy a little clip from one of our favorite movies: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2AB9zPfXqQQ

Catch y’all later- P-Rice