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43 Weeks, 3 Days: Acid Microdosing for Depression – Judging Salsa Fest (edible salsa) with I Wanna Beer with You – NFL Fantasía Near it’s End
43 Weeks, 3 Days. I was depressed yesterday. For the usual reasons. And because I suffer from writer’s block in stuff that actually pays me (not this shit). I have half a dozen articles that I started and go nowhere. I want to keep it simple. Start with a simple article, send it, get it…
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42 Weeks, 2 Days: Eternal Sunshine the Toxicity – Frank West Halloween and Day of the Dead – Guest Room and Studio and Work
42 Weeks, 2 Days. I’ve been busy. Or so I tell myself. And that’s why I didn’t blog last week or did my NFL summary in Spanish, but I’m not sure what I’ve been doing. Just feels like I’ve been busy. So much happens in two weeks. Halloween. My aunt’s visit. A lot of work.…
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37 Weeks, 3 Days: Writers Gamble, Right? – Uneasy Days and Most Important Day Tomorrow – More NFL in Spanish, Get Used to It
37 Weeks, 3 Days. I’ve been having really weird days since last week… Nothing exciting. Nothing really that odd. I just don’t feel like myself and then suddenly the day disappears. My schedule got all fucky for working late at night and waking up late in the morning. I rarely realize what day it is…
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33 Weeks, 3 Days: Slow Down September – NFL Fantasía BEGINS – Conclusions of Spending Some Sober Time
33 Weeks, 3 Days. I’ve been getting some anxiety when I go out to my favorite places in town… I’m afraid I’m going to bump into her and all the depression and feelings will come out. After all, my favorite bar is one of her favorite bars. But at least is slow down September. Not…
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30 Weeks, 1 Day: Food Makes Me Happy – Any Minor Failure Makes Me Wanna Die – Gaming with the Nephew
30 Weeks, 1 Day. There’s a chair sitting next to a table that belonged to my grandma and the table was supposedly my grandpa’s who I barely met. On that table, I have some of my mom’s ashes inside and urn that was my grandma’s surrounded by several of her turtles with two big paintings…
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22 Weeks, 1 Day: Procrastinating and Unpaid Work – Going to Therapy – Rosarito Foodie Fest Cuz I’m an “Influencer”
22 Weeks, 1 Day. I originally was going to write at 21 weeks, 4 days. Procrastination and the willingness to do absolutely nothing got the best of me. I do nothing but play video games and… then play more video games. Ok. I did something yesterday. And something the day before. So at least something.…
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19 Weeks, 4 Days: Post Vacation Depression – CDMX In Tons Of Pictures Through IMGUR – DMV Tomorrow, Tons of Work Next
19 Weeks, 4 Days. I’m depressed to be back. It’s not Tijuana. It’s life. I guess that’s what I was trying to avoid. Because… Tijuana… Tijuana is still great. My last night in CDMX was a lazy one because it was a Monday. Not much to do on Mondays I guess. Much less when your…
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19 Weeks, 2 Days: Loving CDMX And Coyoacan Where I Was Born – Hanging Out With Rockstars (Not Literally) – Vacation is Over, Sad
19 Weeks, 2 Days. Last day of vacation. CDMX has been a wild and entertaining ride. I do not want to go back to border crossing life reality. I’ve been so distracted that thinking about mom all the time has diminished. I almost lost count again… it’s weird. Life still feels weird. This city has…
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18 Weeks, 3 Days: Murdered Nostalgia in Queretarock – Cervecería Hercules is a BEAST (and More Beer Back Home) – Rinconcito Chill and Astrophoto
18 Weeks, 3 Days. Mom would have loved this place. I’m in Tecozautla, Hidalgo, in the ranch of my friend’s parents. The ranch is called Rinconcito, and for now, it’s just a lovely open-court house and not much of a ranch. Their property stretches quite a bit though, and you can see the future of…
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12 Weeks, 2 Days: Tijuana Netflix Review – Good Days/Bad Days – Depression and Food Poisoning Weekend
12 Weeks, 2 Days. There are good days. There are bad days. Good days can be great. Bad days are horrible. Good days are when I get to work and my job is fun and satisfying. Bad days are when little things happen and my brain goes to “fuck everyone.” And it was a wild…
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11 Weeks, 4 Days: Juanster in Tijuana, Tequila, Sexo y no Marihuana – FB Memories – LiLo Because Why Not
Juanster is asleep on the couch after two nights of Tijuana Adventures. It’s been many moons since I ventured down to Zona Norte and the brothels. I spent a lot of money that I really shouldn’t be spending. Ok. It wasn’t that much. But it was still money that disappeared for falling in love and…
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2019 Plans – Last Year in Review 5/10, Just like my Fantasy Score – Out of Blog Space
The year ended 5/10. As in, it was good, it was bad, it was even, and so forth. Thus is the rollercoaster of life. And at the end. 5/10. Just like my final spot in Fantasy Football. 5/10. Better than last. So… still pretty good. The year also ended with one cover picture (from last…
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The End of 2018 (A Pretty Good Year After All): Getting Over Depression and BG – First Hot Shower in Years – 22 and 1/2 Total Cover Pics to End the Year
I woke up very depressed… The end of the year is not what it was supposed to be. And I want it to be 2020 already. Please. This last week felt more like a month. Or even longer. I had one photo gig. A fun one. I did it all mopey and depressed. I was…
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Early December: NFL Fantasy Playoffs (en Español) – Back to Work – Back to Finding a Car to Buy
I have to pull the trigger soon. Just be brave. And do it… Pull the effing trigger. And buy a car. It’s been around a year that I’ve been looking at cars. At some point, I almost got a 90s Bronco for free. That didn’t happen. Then there was some talk of a free Honda…
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Sad End of the Year: Losing in Fantasy and Everything Else – Migrant and the Drama Llama
It’s some sort of holiday in Mexico. It’s some sort of holiday in the US. It means nothing to me. I had a horrible Monday after having a great weekend. It all started to go downhill on Sunday… When she left. And I started missing her. Then, on Monday, I got that dreaded text. “Let’s…
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(Fast) September 2018: 3/4 Covers and a Photowalk – Depression, PoGo, and Fantasy NFL – Pointless Writing
I just got back from a Pokémon special raid event to catch a Deoxy. It was disappointing. I expected a difficult battle… nope. It was easier than Mewtwo. I got there at 11:00 a.m. just like the game told me too. There were already 20+ people there and one of the leaders of the Whatsapp…
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August 2018: Food Pictures Goes to Cover – No Car, New Lens, Cosplay Shoot at the Beach – Meow Cow Moo A Lot of Stupid Shit like Meme Music
And just like that, it’s September. Holy shit! Where does time go?! Only one cover on the month of August. This one: And oh boy! Was that a fun cover to work on! Tons of fancy food pics. Read the cover, here! I also had one story inside that issue. This one! And another one…
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February: Slow Short Cold Month – Model, Cover, and Other Photography – Irish Visit, Xolos Game, and Work Ahead
February was a slow short month. I didn’t do nearly as much work as I should have. And I’ve been sick for the past three days. Still sick right now. My nose and lips are so fucking dry. My head still hurts a bit. And I get cough attacks. It’s near the end of it…
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The Unimpressive Last Word Vomit – Top 5 Music Influences of ALL TIME – THANKS FOR PLAYING…!!!
Two really weird things happened last night: I cooked in my house instead of going out to eat. I did some shitty linguini with ground beef, mushrooms, and… Ragu. But hey… I don’t get to choose a lot of good ingredients from my vicinity… I didn’t go out to Nelson or to drink in general.…
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Her Name Was Lola – More Work, More Interviews, and an Impromptu Tiny Tj Adventure – Only One More Word Vomit to Go
Well… I was going to skip the word vomit today. The one before the very last. Not because I wasn’t feeling like it… but because I was busy. My brother picked me up at 8:00 a.m. to cross the border so I can borrow the car and do a simple gig. Pictures for a story…
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A Myriad of Indecision – Early Drinking with Santa for Cover – The Finish Line is Near
Life is a myriad of indecision and self-doubt. That is why people opt to believe in god(s). Life is much easier when higher powers decide for you. If you succeed, it was god’s plan. If you fail, it was gods’ plan. Nothing really matters. Metallica. The end of the blog is near. Mom was supposed to…
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Define Tijuana – Rebound Gets Promoted – Last Celebrity: Juliette Lewis
I skipped Sunday. I was feeling sick. Way too hungover. My Saturday was not what I expected and I kind of went overboard. TJ adventure solo to my limits. It was a bad idea. All of Sunday I laid on the couch nursing my headache and watching NFL. And hey. My fantasy team didn’t do…
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Reddit Morning (Shitposting and Karma) – Slow Saturday – Post #465, Five More to Go
I woke up at 7 am for no reason. My brain was just like “wake up dude, it’s Saturday and you have nothing to do.” You are correct brain. I have nothing to do today. So why wake me up so early? I went to bed around midnight… Fell asleep after the Hobbits deal with…
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Great Night in SD with Chad – Finding TJ People in Unexpected Places – Midnight Light Painting and Trolley Generosity
Yes! Done editing. So many pictures… And a few extras for myself. Last night was great. I had Taco Bell. And it was glorious. Fast food guilty pleasure. Them bean burritos are cheap and necessary after the night I had. I mean… I wanted In N Out or something ‘Muricun, but Chad wanted Taco Bell.…
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Talking Nerdy Music with Bobby at Mamut – Photo Gig Today with Chad – The End of the Blogging Year is Near
I saw Bobby again yesterday. We talked about music and other nerdy things. It reminded me how disconnected I’ve been from the scene. Luis. The guy from Los Yepa Yepa walked by. I always see him carrying instruments. On their way to rehearse. Young spirit with a young band having fun. I miss it. Not…
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