On our day off, the Inner Circle and I discussed our rap nicknames. (Mouse-on-over to Billy’s link below to learn his new one, yo) Apparently, Jefe isn’t good enough for them, so I need a new one. Ghetto monikers discussed included Mastah J, J-Bone (which offended Sarah and thus has become her favorite so far) and my personal favorite as a Wu Tang Clan disciple.

J-Godd

Weigh in people, I gotta get street cred, and I mean pronto, bee-atch.