This is post number 664. That’s a lot of blog posts about my life.
And that’s also a very Tijuana number.
February is slow. Not that many Tijuana Adventures this month. January was good, so I have enough money.
Fuckkkkk DotA!
Such a fucking addicting game that is also so shitty. Five losses in a row. Dumbass fucking team. It makes you dislike other people for no other reason but being dumb in a videogame. From the draft, you can tell who are the dumbasses. We needed a tank, picks Venomancer.
FUCKKKKK.
And after five losses, two wins in a row. Then finally, I could sleep. 3:30 a.m. Can’t go to bed on a loss.
Fucking DotA. What a waste of a game. There was a good reason I quit. And I’ll quit soon again. Steam won’t work on my iMac in a handful of days. Bye Steam!
Until I hack my iMac. Then I’ll be back into DotA, play a few games, and remember… FUCK DotA!
No more DotA for now… or until I’m done doing shit around the house, writing, backing up my drive, and more. Then perhaps some DotA.
I took nice pictures of my old ass camera yesterday. It’s finally for sale. After 10 years of heavy use.
I’ve had it since December of 2014.
Reviewing old pictures… I’ve had the same desk for ten years as well.
So many stupid pictures.
Old pictures of tours. Old pictures of friends. Old pictures and cover stories. Because it has been 10 years with the same camera.
That camera shot my first cover story for the Reader. It didn’t shoot the last. I haven’t used it in a couple of years. Last shots were some studio shots with Karlha and her son. That was a big billboard all over Tijuana for a while. I never got paid for that. But it was nice to know my picture was printed on a big billboard.
And that was with that camera. With the fucking 7D. It’s a great camera.
It’s going for cheap. I’ll make the ad in Spanish soon.
Very used Canon 7D for $100. Great for a student or a beginner, but very heavy. The lens is a Sigma 18-35mm/1.8f and I’m selling that for $450. The lens is still amazing and one of my favorites ever. But it’s not great on the Sony. Also a 430 EXII Flash Speedlite for $100. It comes with batteries, straps, and memory cards.
The whole combo for $500. I’ll take less if it goes to the right house.
More lenses and camera things for sale. Merch still for sale. I have to do shit for sale.
And prints.
All I shoot is video now. But this blog post needs a picture. Here it is:

Finally.
I deleted a bunch of media from my blog to make space for more pictures. I deleted old paparazzi pictures that were too similar to other pictures. When I had space in this blog, I uploaded way too many pics.
I also uploaded these pics on my Insta:
I rarely post pics nowadays. It’s doing well. I’ll try to do it once a month or so.
And write… more often.
Speaking of cover pictures and writing…
The magazine I work for…
Seems to finally be coming to the end. Or so are the rumors I was told. My backup gig will no longer be a thing. I was there for the end. Feels weird.
It’s been weird, slow, and sad days.
My girlfriend’s stepdad has been in the hospital for quite a while now. And the test results are no good. Her sadness is my sadness. And though together. Loneliness hits hard when someone you love dies.
I experienced 6 years ago and to do this day, it’s the most painful day of my life. I don’t think I’ll ever experience something more painful… I hope not.
Things end… including life.
Things end, and I need to sell them.
I have so much shit I don’t need. I’m selling a Paradox Reverb pedal for guitar as well.. I’ve barely used it. I got it when I went on a shopping spree after making a ton of money with the job that had me flying everywhere.
I have two tripods. One is huge and I don’t need it. I have a lot of shit that’s almost worthless but I hold on to it because I’m like that. I like holding on to the past.
I need more money.
I want a Rav4 or a Tacoma in the near future. By 2026 I want to have a car. And more money and more business.
And for that shit, I need to work. And I don’t. All I do is play DotA and create content. Think of shit I should be doing, and not do it.
I didn’t go to Ensenada. I had a last minute tour on Friday. No tip but at least it was a quick and easy classic tour:
I could have gone to Ensenada on Saturday, but I got lazy. I need to go to Ensenada soon and do content over there. People are asking about tours in Ensenada.
I need to get more gigs.
I have two new Patrons on my Patreon. Then they cancel it immediately. If you want to support me on Patreon, you can. But there is nothing there. I should delete it.
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And you know… You can always buy my shit. Shirts. Prints. Books. Tours. Photoshoots. And more.
Always have shit to sell. That’s the name of the capitalism game.
I repeat myself. That’s what happens when not much happens in a week and you force yourself to write.
I barely watched the Super Bowl. I was playing DotA when I realized it was on. I’m glad the Eagles won. Or more like I’m glad the Chiefs lost. And good for Saquon. You were great in my fantasy team and I hope I get you again next year.
I didn’t win a single parlay. I was close in three. And that’s all I care about. The rest were sorta shitty. That’s just money wasted. But that’s all money. All money is wasted. So it’s time make more money. Time to find more gigs. Time to sell more shit. Work work work.
This page will have a shop.
TijuanaAdventure will have a shop. And an Ensenada Adventure tab. And more.
So much tedious work I’ve pushed for tomorrow and tomorrow never comes.
Shitty rainy days are coming. Then a shit ton of tours. Bring it 2025. Still. Bring it. Fuck these slow days. I need action. And discipline.
At least I’ve been working out more than usual. And cleaning my place up. Progress. Tiny baby steps. At age fucking 38. My beard grows old.
Oh god… I turned on the news for a few minutes. What the fuck is going?! I deleted Twitter as soon as I saw it change its name to X. And now that fucker is in the White House saying shit.
I feel like I should be concerned. But I am not concerned. I just hope it doesn’t interfere with my business or daily life. If it does… I’ll learn to adapt. But fuck… Shit 2025. You scary but I’m ready.
Let’s update Tijuana Adventure. Let’s start Ensenada Adventure (for real). Rainy days are coming. And after that, shit is going to get wilder. Let’s go 2025. Let’s fucking go.
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