I’m busy as ffff.
I snuck into the Feria del Libro Tijuana. And by snuck, I mean, I have a stand. Half a stand. Somewhat of a stand. Booth #26.
It’s my brother’s booth. He did the screen printing for all their merch so they rewarded him with a booth. The book fair also used my most popular picture on their program and on their social media. This picture:
They didn’t pay me or give me credit. They were supposed to pay me or give me credit. They are paying me for posters of that picture with screen printing on top. Well… they are paying my brother and he will pay me. But it’s a symbolic payment. Not much of a payment.
So in turn, I snuck into the book fair. Or… I have half a stand.
That’s how I’ve been making money this week. I don’t have tours early June, but I have merch to sell and I’m trying what I wanted… to have a store.
My fantasy store. Prints, books, shirts, and more merch. And we can print your shirt in an hour or less (like 10 minutes) but that will be my slogan. You choose color shirt and size, one of the available designs, color of the ink and placement on the shirt, and kablam! Your new shirt with a Tijuana Adventure design.
$25 per shirt (already done). $30 for the one you design.
Profit.
That’s my fantasy store. Right now we have a booth at Feria del Libro Tijuana 2025. Come visit me. It’s far in Museo del Trompo. But it’s working. People recognize me from TikTok and other social media. And people get interested in my shit and buy stuff.
I am sure if I have a store, it will be a success. If you are an investor. Hit me up.
Last two blog posts I combined two weeks in one post when I shouldn’t have. I’m busy this week and I’m busy next week so I might have to do that again.
I am at the book fair all this week until Sunday. The weekend is going to be crazy. Today, I’m just going to show up and be like hey! I’m still here. But I’m sure I’ll barely sell anything.
It will be until the weekend. And I’ll have new special edition copies of my book in Español printed in a local print shop called Impresiciones. It’s more expensive than buying copies on Amazon, but it works great for last minute. You can buy my books on Amazon.
Tijuana Adventure book in English.
Tijuana Adventure book in español.
Alright. That’s it for now. I am doing laundry. I need to make breakfast. I need to shower. And then back to the book fair for hours. I’ll try to do some work from there. I have so much fucking work. New followers. New content. New videos. And new social media. Fuck.
I did content just to do content and I quoted a philosopher and I was getting shit that I deleted it. I’m not well equip to receive hate. But lately… FUCK… Haters have been going out of control.
I need to learn how to deal with the haters.
Fuck… do I hate being called an influencer. And another video that hits and dumb hate. By nacos. That’s what you call them. Nacos.
People love to throw hate. I wrote about it before. And how I am at fault sometimes. There are some content creators that have shit content and most of their comments are people hating on them. And they ignore it. They make money. They move on.
I don’t make money. I don’t move on. I just dwell in the hate and reciprocate the hate.
People are gross.
But hey… the video already has over 100 comments. And I dwell on the few that talk shit. They weren’t even good at talking shit. Why do I care so much!?
Here is the video:
But fuck… do I hate being called an influencer. Is it what I am?! I don’t consider myself one. I’ve been doing the “influencing” way before the word came out. Now people think I’m new at this and I’m trying to be another one of the bunch.
FUCK NO! This shit came to me.
I used to write and take pictures and criticize food for an actual fucking print magazine. It’s 2025. Now my outlet is doing videos because no one knows how to fucking read. If I hate it so much… perhaps I should stop. Fuck.
It’s early morning… and back to the book fair.
For people to see me in person. A lot of people have recognize me. The past few days has been middle and high schoolers, so it’s been slow and shitty. But this weekend is going to be packed as fuck.
Next week I have a bunch of tours. One bachelor party. I talked to them on the phone and the tour sounds like it will be great and a ton of fun. And perhaps I’ll stop doing bachelor party tours.
Perhaps I shall stop doing everything.
How I long for a simple life of being a truck driver and doing nothing. Just truck driving and going home after a long journey working. Enjoy the simple life. And then go back to truck driving.
But no.
I am who I am and I write books, and take pictures, and play music, and do videos, an do tours. And I break from small criticism. I’m not mature enough for fame. Yet I seek it because it’s an easy way to make money while doing nothing.
I have to learn how to control that hate.
If I don’t post this today, I’ll end up doing what I did the last two weeks. And this blog post needs a picture. I might regret this. Here is me with Tijuana’s city mayor:
The city mayor (or presidente municipal) visited the book fair the first day. He did a bunch of press stuff. He didn’t walk by my booth. And while he was touring near the end… I noticed that I met one of his cronies (or people with him) before. He used to own a bar on 6th Street. Then the bar went nowhere and apparently, he knows someone, because he is working with the mayor.
I said hi to him. Then I told him, brb, I need to show you something. I came back with stickers of my picture and the poster and asked him if he could give it to the mayor. He said “give it to him yourself, I’ll introduce you.”
And boom. I’m there with the mayor presenting my Tijuana picture. He reacted like he liked the picture and said he would frame it. It’s just a poster… rather have a big nice print framed for the mayor. But that works. Perhaps later.
Why would I regret it? Because I hate most politicians. But from all the city mayors I’ve lived through here… this one is not that bad. Astiazaran wasn’t horrible either (and his niece was HOOOOT).
And I’m not saying that because this guy now has my picture and I tried to hit on the previous mayor’s niece years ago. They were both shitty politicians… but compared to HOW shit the other mayors have been… these weren’t that bad.
The city is still a hot fucking mess. Murders are rampant. The drains are clogged and it smells like shit most of the time. Traffic is worse. Cops are being assholes.
But hey… I have my picture with the mayor. Perhaps that will be my get out of jail card. Perhaps it will get me kill. Perhaps is nothing.
Life in 2025 continues.
I’ll be in the book fair all week until Sunday. Then a bunch of tours. Come visit me at La Feria del Libro Tijuana 40th edition in booth #26 located at Museo el Trompo. That’s a children’s museum. And get this… I also know the owner of that place. She’s friends with my friend’s mom. So I’ve met her before and chatted with her before. I know a bunch of people in this city…
Blog done.
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