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Post 543: Book Report Print and Digital – I Don’t Want to Work Ever Again Though My Work is Awesome – Selling Books is Not Easy
This is post 543. That’s a lot of fucking posts. Selling a book is hard yo. I should have done something else that I can sell. Like cookies. People like cookies. Selling cookies is probably easier. Or burgers. Or brewed my own beer. You know… things people buy. People don’t buy books. I just get…
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Chapter 23: CPT Canadian Progressive Tour – Digital Book is LIVE! – Print Version Soon
It’s Monday after a crazy week and weekend that absorbed me and spat me out destroyed and more of an alcoholic than when I started… It’s Monday. I’m doing laundry and setting up my week. I only have one photo job this Wednesday. I have a writing gig that I need to deliver in a…
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52 Weeks, 1 Day: One Year of Crying, Blog Format Over – Book Coming Out Soon – Two TJ Adventure Tours Already (and More Covers)
52 Weeks, 1 Day. I am one year old now. It was the worst year of my life. I cried a lot last year. The most I have ever cried as a grown man… Grown man… Probably when I was on my emo phase as a teenager I cried more. I probably cried more when…
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51 Weeks, 0 Days: Busy and Broke – Chef Trolling – TJ Adventure Tour Revivals and Book
51 Weeks, 0 Days. I feel like I’ve been the busiest to earn the least amount of money. I expected three small paychecks that would equal my rent but received only one. I was prepared to spend the next two weeks broke. I could barely afford to pay rent. But then… I got paid for…
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49 Weeks, 5 (6) Days: First Blog of the Year, First Cover of the Year, and First Story Sent – Starting 2020 Alright – Almost a Full Year of Being Motherless
49 Weeks, 5 Days. I did nothing for NYEs and that’s exactly what I wanted. I would actually not mind going partying or anything though I don’t care about celebrating NYEs. I was just tired. And I don’t feel like I deserve a party. I party almost every day… 2019 deserves a big fuck you.…
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49 Weeks, 2 Days: Texas Xmas and MJ of TJ- Fuck You 2019! – NFL Fantasy Champion at Least
49 Weeks, 2 Days. It’s dumb to count because I really lost count forever ago. But I miss my mom so much… I can’t believe it’s going to be a full year without her. It still feels like I’m going to see her on a holiday thing. But no. 2020 is around the corner. I…
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47 Weeks, 2 Days: Hibernating Like Every Winter – Final Gigs for the End of the Year – Finals in NFL Fantasy and the End of the TJ Adventure Book
47 Weeks, 2 Days. I made it to the fantasy finals!!! Woo!!! Besides that, I’m going to say it again. It’s been weird days. And the year, just like that, it’s over. I have three gigs before the year ends, and that’s before basically next week because next week I fly to Houston for Xmas.…
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46 Weeks, 2 (5) Days: Last Cover of the Year (and Last Gigs) – Broke, which Finally Inspires Me – NFL Fantasy PLAYOFFS
46 Weeks, 2 Days. Almost a full year. It still always feels like I’m just going to see her soon. It still feels so weird to know that I never will. Different life. I finally did it! I did a thing! I’m going to say what I always say that it is obvious. Life is…
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45 Weeks, 5 Days: Shit Year Almost Over – Busy with Not Work (Starcraft II and Self-Publishing Book) – Tijuana Adventures with Tourist Friends (and some NFL)
45 Weeks, 5 Days. This shit year is almost over. And I feel better in general. It still happens from time to time… and well… somedays it’s a lot. It hits me that I’m never going to see my mom again. For some weeks it just felt like I haven’t seen her in a while…
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44 Weeks, 3 Days: Past and Future Book to Read and Write – Life of a Paletero – NFL de Fantasía Semana 12
44 Weeks, 2 Days. I’m typing this on Monday though I plan to publish on Tuesday. Life has slowed down… or so it feels. It’s Thanksgiving week which means a lot of people are not working. And my office seems to be one of them. I have no work. I have no work until mid-December.…
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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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40 Weeks, 3 Days: Beer Cover! – Great Stories to Tell, Yet Can’t Tell Them – NFL in Español #8 (yeahhh more of that)
40 Weeks, 3 Days. It’s going to be a year soon. It is still the weirdest thing ever… I told my therapist about it. How it is still difficult to say it out loud. My mom died. It’s still difficult to type without choking up, but I’m getting better. And it’s very difficult to tell…
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39 Weeks, 3 Days: Skipped Last Week Cuz Busy, Welcoming Travelers Again – 1st Year Without Mom Almost Done, Keep Moving On – NFL Fantasy en Español (Semana 6 y 7)
39 Weeks, 3 Days. I skipped last week. The blog and the NFL fantasy summary (like anyone cares except my fantasy group). Pablo, a friend from childhood, wrote the review and did a pretty good job about it. I lost my match. I lost my bet. This week. Some of the same… but not as…
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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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35 Weeks, 3 Days: THANKS to My First Two Patreon Contributors – More Cover Pictures – NFL Fantasy Week #3
35 Weeks, 3 Days. Another cover last week, another cover tomorrow, another cover the week after. Then probably an illustration. And after that, probably another cover. Thus my life continues taking pictures of covers for an alt-weekly in the year 2019. Here’s the latest: It was a great shoot…!! And a great night! Got free…
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34 Weeks, 3 Days: Published TJ Tour Guide Stories Book Here – Support me on Patreon (Hah) – NFL in Spanish Semana #2
34 Weeks, 3 Days. I miss a good home-cooked meal. My diet is composed of tacos, burgers (no more please), pizza, burritos, more tacos, different types of tacos, sometimes chicken wings, and beer. I also consume garbage Oxxo food from time to time. Their shitty sandwiches and whatnot. I like good sandwiches. There are no…
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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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32 Weeks, 3 Days: No More Burgers Please – Weekend Depression, Anger, and Frustration – Scum of the Earth
32 Weeks, 3 Days. August went fast. The year sort of stretches and collapses. Sometimes it’s really slow. Sometimes it’s really fast. Erase whiteboard. Throw up the new schedule. September looks busy. And when it’s slow, it can get really slow. And when it’s sad it can get really sad. And when it’s mad, it…
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31 Weeks, 2 Days: “The Achiever” according to Enneagram – NFL Fantasy Has Begun – Still Alive… I Guess
31 Weeks, 2 Days. I just scheduled two payments on my student loans from North Dakota. Yes. My student loans come from North Dakota for some shitty reason. I still owe $5,500+ and I’m paying $105 per month. Which… really hurts. My other student loans are bothering me as well. I ignore it. I don’t…
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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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29 Weeks, 2 Days: Great Days / Bad Days – Work, Errands, Broke, Book, Work – Business Cards Photography
29 Weeks, 2 Days. Honestly, I lost count. Which seems like progress. I have to look at my previous blog to remember how long ago it was. Weird that it’s also the count of how old is my baby niece. I saw her yesterday. My niece and nephew are cool. I shall try to be…
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28 Weeks, 3 Days: The Daily Battle – Waking Up Sucks – Typing Away in a Bar
28 Weeks, 3 Days. I haven’t been having the best of days. Waking up is the worst part of my day. I just feel heavy with no motivation to even get out of bed. And I still fight through it. Make some coffee. Drink a lot of coffee. Work out a bit. Have breakfast. Shower.…
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27 Weeks, 6 Days: Limping Cuz of Bowling – Rumble Fest Gig Job Thing – The Fanciest of Chocolates
27 Weeks, 6 Days. I’m limping. I fell while bowling my 6th game and landed on my right knee and stubbed my big toe. They are both swollen. I’m also sore from bowling that much. So I’m walking like an old man. It sucks. At least I scored a 169 in one of those. My…
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27 Weeks, 3 Days: Drinking El Segundo – Jamming with Hudson – Driving Donatella Far
27 Weeks, 3 Days. More than half a year. It still feels so weird. It still feels like I’m going to see her on some holiday break. It still makes me cry when I realize I’m not going too. I didn’t do much yesterday. I’m not doing much today. I don’t like it when I…
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