Vanessa Bryant Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi mate, gather ‘round, lemme spin ya a yarn ‘bout this slippery beast—whore! Not some dusty ol’ word, nah, it’s a bleedin’ storm, a tempest of flesh and coin! I reckon it’s like Uncle Boonmee, yeah, that flick I bloody adore—Apichatpong’s masterpiece, 2010, y’know, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Whore’s got layers, past lives too, innit? We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the alleys, we shall never surrender to judgin’ it quick-like!

Kaye Hooker Bryant

Y'all. I'm so sorry. I spent almost an hour talking about Jamal Bryant's binder Zoom recording. I'm not proud of it, but it happened.

Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

Black Bears Swept by the Bryant Bulldogs