June is Finally Here – Sexy Misty Cosplay Shoot (I Do Not Sleep With My Models) – Hollywood is Racist (Duh) and My Next Book

June is Finally Here is a great song by Don Caballero.

Hella, Don Caballero, and Tera Melos (and some Lightning Bolt). I listened to them a lot in 2007. Ever since then I listen to a shit ton of math rock.


The book I’m writing is going great!

The other book… I get one sale every other day, buy it HERE!

8 chapters done. I’m loving the premise of the whole thing. I haven’t talked this much about my paparazzi days in a long time. The last time was with my therapist. I wonder when I see her next. I am not even sure when we made the next date. It would be nice to see her. I have a feeling people will buy it. I have a feeling not that many people are going to like it…


Writing about my paparazzi times while America burns.

Posting sexy pictures of my new friend and model “Ana” or @lemoonhooney on Instagram while everyone else posts a black square.

You know. The same girl as in the previous blog post. Here’s a screencap of the new photoshoot.

Yeah. That’s a sexy Misty from Pokemón cosplay…

I’m sorry, world. I had my posts scheduled ahead of time and I don’t see how posting a black square is going to help.

Sounds selfish.

And it is.


I lived in Minnesota years ago. It makes sense that’s where all this shit started. It’s a fake progressive state. They want to be viewed as liberal and modern, but it is not. I never made a single black friend from that state until I moved to Tijuana (ironic). It was different in Michigan. It was different in LA.

Minnesota…

Minnesota is fucking weird. The last time I was there I did find it had some racial tension. I felt weird going to places and being surrounded by a sea of white people. And when I asked friends where the minorities were, they would tell me “you have to cross a bridge.” A bridge from Poland to Africa they called it. Northeast vs Northwest Minneapolis.

I had black friends in college, but they weren’t from Minnesota. None of them. They were all from the Caribbean (and I dated one girl briefly). My college was what they call extremely vanilla… 97% white. Not even Asians went to my college (I mean, a very small percentage). I was the only Mexican in my class and I’m white as f.


Here’s a secret that is not really a secret.

Hollywood is racist as fuck.

I talk about it in my next book.

So you’ll have to wait.


I don’t have any gigs coming up, but I am not that concerned. Financial stress usually gets to me, but for some reason, I feel okay. I am sure my next book is going to sell and that in turn, it will help with my other book, and in turn, it will help with my next book. I should write for the magazine or for a webpage. They both asked me to write.

I got nothing.

Everything is too weird and I know nothing more than you do.


June is finally here.

June brings nothing for me.

Not a new normal.

At least my days have been sort of good.

The model came over again for the photo shoot and then we Smashed all night with my friend Beto. As in we PLAYED Smash Brothers.

And here is something I’ve been wanting to address…

You have no idea how many people message me “oye weee.. te la cogiste?”
Or “Hey man, did you fuck her?”

Not only with this last model, but EACH and every model I’ve worked with. No matter if it’s sexy or plain clothes or in the casual streetwear.

I get messages from people asking if I fucked her.

BIG DISCLAIMER.

I have NOT. Go through my whole Instagram. I haven’t slept with any of them (except that two I dated but that doesn’t count).

I tell people sometimes that I’m gay so they stop asking. Sometimes I forget to tell them I was joking so they continue to think I’m gay. That’s okay.

BUT I FUCKING REPEAT.

I do not sleep with the models.

And it’s not only guys asking, but girls have also asked…

Girls usually message me saying “she has a great body” or “great pictures!” But it’s been a handful of girls that have asked… “did you fuck her?”

Sigh…


Its June!

Backing up my hard drive. Backing up my iPhone.

Every single year there is more media consumed by me and more recorded and more memory needed to save more fucking data.

Its June!

I need to erase the calendar of May in my whiteboard, erase the couple of jobs I did, and the one that got canceled because of the corona.

Its June!

I need to figure out a way to make $1,000 this month so I don’t starve to death (not that dramatic, just need to pay rent and necessities like beer).

At least my car passed smog and registration is paid (and confirmed). I’m just waiting for my stickers now.

Its June!

I still don’t have a roommate. I still don’t want a roommate… But at least I got half the rent covered already.

Its June!

I should stop shooting for free and try to charge… but I don’t have any clients.

Its June!

My internet just died for a while and interrupted my flow…


I posted on Facebook that if you name a celebrity, I will post a picture of when I saw them. It has 267+ comments… Not all requests, a great number of replies…

I failed on the following: Shakira, Charlie Sheen, Phillip Seymour Hoffman, James Dean (harhar), Kit Harrington, Cepillín (harhar), Ariana Grande, Gene Wilder, Mel Gibson, Donald Trump, Timothee Chalamet, Shakira, Charlie Sheen, Liam Neeson, Weird Al, Johnny Depp, Crispin Glover, Aubrey Plaza, Kobe, Harry Styles, Henry Cavill, and fucking more.

The point is… I didn’t see ALL celebrities.

Here are the ones that I did deliver: Jeff Bridges, David Hasselhoff, Danny DeVito, Heather Graham, Salma Hayek, Alec Baldwin, Kanye West, Kim Kardashian, Miley Cyrus, Jennifer Aniston, Robert Downey Jr., Seth Rogen, Jonah Hill, Shia LaBeouf, Jon Hamm, Vin Diesel, David Beckham, Will Ferrel, Chevy Chase, Julia Styles, Kyle MacLachlan, Joaquin Phoenix, Marilyn Manson, Beyoncé, Cameron Díaz, and more…

The point is… I still SAW shit tons of fucking celebrities. I never did a master list of all I shot. I don’t even remember a lot of them. I saw over 25 celebrities per week at the airport. I shot a lot that I didn’t even know who they were.

I didn’t know who Kyle MacLachlan was.

I don’t remember the day with Cameron Díaz (I sorta do).

Some of the replies were from other former paparazzi. They also have a shit ton of stories to tell. One of them already wrote the book. I’m behind him.

Let’s hope there’s enough interest in the market for two different types of sleazeball paparazzi times. He is even the same age as I am (I think I’m one year older). So this fucker was around chasing celebrities in his early 20s like I did.

Crazy fucking times then.

Crazier fucking times now.

Too much technology. Technology is not the problem. Is the misuse of it. And people are fucking dumb. So of course we are misusing it.


Alright.

Back to playing Starcraft. Slowly waste my days until the world is not that crazy anymore.

Hopefully, I’ll survive. We all will.

Oh yeah. Two more episodes of me drinking beer:

And!!!

 

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