Less than a week before I leave California and I’m just tying up some loose ends out here. Doing my best to see people before I head up outta here because I likely won’t be back for a good while, and not without a round trip ticket. No naked photos or videos to post this time as per usual, I just don’t feel like it at the moment. Cybernet expo was nice to attend and the pics are up at fubarwebmasters.com if you care to see them. I won’t ramble on and on about the seminars, naked parties, and shows, because at the end of the day its just another freakin porn convention, about my 6th one this year. Its kind of growing old. Anyway, I’m basically there to touch bases with my industry contacts and holler at people with like minds. You can’t always disclose to civilians the inner workings of the sex industry as you will freak them out with your casual conversation. So yeah I guess its good to be around like minds. Oh and special thanks to Roxxy… if you’re reading this, I think you’re pretty fucking cool. Love the glasses, hit me up sometime.
So with just a few days left before I giddyup outta here I would like to express my thanks to everyone who helped me out here in Cali for the past 6 months… my family, Terry, Ed, Princess Donna, and India from kink.com, Martin and Tina from sfasians.com, Vicki at Ecos, California Talent, Jose Cuervo promos, AIM, Cryobank, and all my gym buddies at Ballys. You guys helped me get back on my feet after arriving here from Canada with nothing but the clothes on my back. I appreciate the help, the work you gave me, and the experiences.
Now on the other hand, I would like to burn some bridges with all the sorry ass muthafuckas that made california such a miserable, gut wrenching experience… all the bullshit scam ass jobs that don’t pay up, liars, theives, and schiesty shady motherfuckers in general who are lower than whale shit… fuck yall niggas… there are too may to name, so I will hand pick the ones who stick out in my mind….
- Forests Forever (charity “non-profit” treehugger scam artist telemarketing call center, San Francisco. Middle-eastern Taliban insurgent motherfuckers wearing burkas run the operation and are racist as johnny rebel. Fired for not meeting sales goal quota one day… apparently i do not ’scam fast enough’ for their liking)
- Ecovote.org, or California League of Conservation Voters also known as CLCV. A pathethic pandering organization that sends you door to door canvassing in rich-ass honkey neighborhoods. I should have known better when their craigslist ad and website said “minorities encouraged to apply”. That tall lanky whiteboy who drove us around in the busted ass Honda Civic with expired out of state tags (hint hint) did not pay me either. I walked the streets of Berkeley with you and went to over a hundred fucking houses and helped you panhandle a fucking grip full of cash money (which i’m so sure you diligently reported to the head office) and I did not get a dime. Then I came in to work the next day and you said I was not “ready” yet you had that downs syndrome bitch and all those fresh off the boat sleepyheads working the streets for you. Bitch-ass nigga. Fuck you, your organization, and fuck politics in general.
- East Bay Paratransit (drive buses for the elderly/handicapped etc… fucking coon-ass niggers run the adminstration here. I passed the tests. Completed training. Already have a CDL Class-A as and I’m an experienced big rig truck driver. I’m friendly to everyone. Black bitch did not hire me for my “attitude problem”. Classic example of what minorities do to one another when given authority.
- BSIS basically what it sounds like. Bureau of Security and Investigation Services actually (california guard card training and certification. I paid big bucks for the course, I passed, got offered a job at Apple computer in cupertino… but wait, where is my fucking guard card so i can work… 6 months later stil haven’t received it. Fucking losers messing with my paper.
- CA DMV yeah everyone thinks they suck, me included. ( I retested for my CDL, passed, passed the physical, paid up… took $300 and 3 months to get a Licensce here)
- GR. Yes you. Short, cute, bossy filly girl. And I know you will read this one day even though you say you hate porn. I can’t kick it with you anymore after what has transpired out here. Yes I feel very used after all these years. I’m sorry your husband, or ex-husband, or whatever the fuck he was to you killed himself (by hanging himself no less), but that nigga was crazy and you know it. After I took your daughter to the movies and was napping on your couch, this crazy wild ass filipino is in the kitchen sharpening knives and talking that crazy shit. He had issues, all fucked up on meth and shit… and you’re a goddam corporate banker. I used to listen to your stories about him stealing your money out your purse and gambling it away, I came over and hugged you and let you vent to me about how much of an asshole this nigga was like I was your big fucking gay black friend and shit. And I’m not doing that shit anymore. I don’t need any more platonic female friends unless its about getting some motherfucking money. I’m not going to humilate myself by sleeping on another females couch while she sleeps in a bedroom alone with the door closed like I’m going to come and fucking eat her like the boogey man at 2 in the morning. You’re too rigid, too bossy, and too controlling to be considered a friend of mine, and friends do not use friends. Thats just fucked up. I’m not videotaping any more funerals or saying any more eulogies for evil motherfuckers that did dirt in their lives. I can’t do it anymore so don’t even ask. I will not come to any crazy womans house at midnight to change the locks on your door so that your crazy wild ass nigga can’t bust in when he’s all fucked up on drugs. And GR I don’t wanna hear any more of that guilt trip shit about what if I wouldn’t have changed the locks maybe he wouldn’t have killed himself. It was better him than you. And for the record I really don’t get how you mourned him so much yet everytime I saw you guys interact you were always on his back, harping on him about being a lazy no good motherfucker get a job you sonofabitch get outta my house etc. Who are you trying to fool. I really hope you get over him, and actually grow up a bit. Quit stressing so much and live life, you act as if you’re going to have a fucking heart attack every time I talk to you. Quit taking life so seriously, and enjoy it, slow down… move the fuck out of california if you have to. But please, do not EVER think you can order, boss, me around, be judgemental to me, use me to do your “man shit” around the house/car or whatever, treat me like I’m some sexless eunich and act offended and tell me you’re catholic and shit and how you don’t fuck etc yet you have no problem fucking gambling drug addict dropouts who don’t do shit for you except steal from you when you’re not looking because they’re your own race and shit, or schedule me like I’m some little menial to do task on your smart phone. Its really tough to break ties with friends you’ve had since college, especially cute ones you share memories and experiences with, but for the time being and perhaps for some years to come I think I need to break this clean. Good luck with everything and hope things turn out well for you. Wish you the best GR.
I gotta quit typing and do some actual work, and mail my shit off to the east coast so its there when I’m ready. On a positive note, I watched City of God (foreign film with subtitles) and really enjoyed the movie last nite, its my 2nd fav. foreign film after Swept Away (1974, Italian flick). K I’m outta here…. time to workout.
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I’m in the lobby of a Best Western hotel in rural podunk Wisconsin, en route back up to canada as I write this to drop my kids off to their babymama, my boys are snoozing and its 3am. They are burnt out from florida beaches, countless swiming pools, gokarts, jetskis, and daddy adventures with me while I have them for the summer. I have been offline damn near for 3 weeks and it feels pretty good. Then I started getting this itch, about updating this blog, building sites, shooting content, etc… about the only thing I used the web for was my eBay auctions, basic email, and printing maps and coupons, and hotwire.com hotel reservations for my vacation with my kids. I’m not a laptop guy, nor a pda or blackberry iphone guy. Really not even a cell phone guy, so you know how I roll.
