Okay come clean. Who did it? Someone gave my home phone number to the inmates at Cook Country Jail. I received several collect calls today from dudes in the lock-up. If it's just random and they've got the wrong number, that's just plain weird. If you are on your way to jail, please don't call me.

How is Russell Simmons going to explain DefJam Fight for New York, the videogame of street-fighting thugs? How does that jive with Def Poetry? Which one is more painful to watch for 15 minutes? Respond now.

I'm writing for the Chicago Tribune now, check out my piece on Ghost in Friday's paper.