Chrome crapped out. My iMac can’t handle it. I’m using Safari and it’s working fine though it’s an outdated Safari. Things run smoothly. I can write here in my blog. I can browse standard websites and watch Netflix. I can still play DotA.
Chrome has been my browser for years. It knows me. I deleted everything to try to make it run again. It doesn’t.
I’m closing Safari and trying again just to make sure it really went to shit. But it took me 7 hours on Saturday of doing shit in my iMac to barely make it run. I doubt it runs.
My sink got clogged as well. I tried all the household remedies and it didn’t work. It was hella clog. The apartment manager cleared it yesterday. It now works better than ever.
I might only have two more months in this apartment. I’m not ready for a move. Yet I do nothing.
I do nothing.
I take pictures now. It still feels like nothing. I need more gigs.
I have a bunch of tours, but I need more gigs. Photo gigs. And writing gigs. And influencer gigs.
Holy fuck influencer.
Reaching half a million on social media a month is a shit ton. I don’t have the followers at all. But I have the shares and views. I got recognized and asked for a picture twice this weekend. I know real celebs get it every time they step outside, but for me… well… two in one weekend is wild.
The first one was during a tour. He just stopped me and said “dude, I was just talking about you with some friends, let me get a picture.”
The second was a bit more intense. Older gentleman. Chill and cool. But he said something along the lines of “I always come to TJ, and on this trip, I told myself I would see you and take a picture!” He was excited to see me. He was cool. We chatted for a bit, then it got awkward and I went my own way.
And I guess that’s my life now. I knew it for a while. I am no longer free in public. I felt that since months ago. Strangers would message me that they saw me out in public but that they didn’t want to interrupt. It happens often.
I should be happy about it. But I’m not. Because I want that to translate to money, not to fame. Fame brings money. I keep telling myself that. Just wait. Fame will bring you more money.
The influencer game!
Landed back to reality. I went to a sushi place with my girlfriend yesterday. There was a busy table and they were shouting and making a raucous. It turns out it was a couple of influencers. They are fat as fuck. And their whole thing is “look at us we are fat and it’s funny.” People follow the wackiest shit. They have 300k+ more followers than me. People lined up to take pictures with them.
And I get elated over a few people stopping me to take my picture.
This is the sushi place.
I just uploaded the video an hour ago and it’s over 2,000 views already.
The influencer game…
I’m in it. Calling out other influencers.
The sushi was alright. I’ll eat it again. It’s Mexicanized sushi and well done. On the pricier side, but every thing is expensive nowadays and I need to make more money.
I’ve been taking pictures. The last three days in a row I took my camera with me and took pictures. They are good. I like them. I’ll post a March photo dump at the end of the month on my Instagram. And that’s how the pictures will be posted every month, or so I tell myself. I posted them on Reddit. I posted them on TikTok. And Instagram stories. I’m everywhere. Someone commented on Reddit.
It seems I am.
This blog needs a picture. If you’ve been reading, you know I’m out of space to post the full quality picture.
The big winner seems to be the one on 7th Street. Someone on Reddit liked it. My girlfriend liked it. I liked a bunch of them. Copy of the copy of the copy in less than one MB so it can fit in my blog:
The original is over 8 MB. This one is less than 1 MB.
Maybe I should retake my Patreon and start posting higher quality pictures there. At some point, people gave me money through there. To this day, some people give me money through there. It never took off. You can give me money through here. No one has ever given money through here. If you have, let me know, because I never got any.
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I did a tour on Friday. It was with Mexicans from Sonora. A friend of mine from San Luis Rio Colorado. I gave him a discount though I still feel guilty charging him. It was a 10+ hour tour with a lot of drinking and eating. It was fun. I rarely do the tours in Spanish. This was fully in Spanish. So I made the video in Spanish:
It didn’t do as well as my videos usually do on that profile… so I re-uploaded in English:
That’s it.
I’ve been taking pictures and I enjoy it. On Sunday I took pictures of the city and my friend Carlos. On Monday I took pictures of my family. And Tuesday more city views and the sushi spot.
I need more gigs. Specially the ones involving my influencer status, my skills with the camera, and perhaps my writing skills. No one reads anymore. The Reader no longer prints. And I want to write another book. A compilation of my best Reader stories. There are a lot.
Book 2.5 or 5 or something. Two in English. Two of the similar book in Spanish. I make less than $20 a month.
Start writing book kids!
I’ll write another one.
Today, I think the plan is to go to Farland. I like that brewery. They’ve rarely failed me. And they have a new burger and new chicken thingy. I’m hungry. My girlfriend is hungry. I don’t have a car anymore, but let’s go to Farland. Review of their new stuff soon.
Follow me on my social medias. And give me money. Buy a shirt! And give me money.
I still have thirty or so shirts to sell and some beer koozies and two hats.
Cat is not for sale.
Chimba is doing better. She hasn’t puked or dry heave since the last time I wrote.
Buy my shit!
Buy my books!
Buy my posters and prints!
Buy my shirts!
Follow me in all the social medias. You know the drill.
Buy my books on Amazon. I’m sure you’ll enjoy them.
Subscribe to my YouTube. The more subscribers, the more money, the more time I have to upload cool shit.
Follow me on Instagram and book me for a photoshoot!
Follow me on TikTok just because it’s the thing we do in the future.
Book a Tijuana tour with Tijuana Adventure! Still doing exclusive tours in 2024. Let’s see how much longer I last.
Read all my articles on the Reader. It is no longer printing! 148 covers and a dozen cover stories in print are now history.
Thanks for reading.
Matingas 
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