A LEGITIMATE CONMAN IN CHARGE OF A LEGITIMATE COUNTRY

The state this country in has me appalled and ashamed. For one man to be able to have so much power and not even listen to the people, it sickens me. I am not going to call him "president" as this is a man who violated the Constitution with lies, deceit and utter disgrace to get into power and expects us to just abide by his every word. I'm not going to stand for something like that.

For those of you that just want me to sit back and accept the fact that he's president, you have that right. I do accept that he is the president. Do I accept that he is a legitimate president? Not in anyway, shape, or form thus is why you will never hear me call him "president". The majority of the people have voted for what they believed in and even though there are great numbers who indeed voted for Trump-I'm not going to dispute that-he lost the election by over 3 million votes. Now, I don't know about you...but isn't that why we have elections in the first place? WE THE PEOPLE. This is stated in the Constitution! You can't just pick and choose what you want to abide by. This nation was established in 1776 and is not a dictatorship. We now have a used car salesman as "president" and someone that doesn't run off of anything but the money and wealth his family possesses. He doesn't give a damn about the middle class, children in poverty, the environment, gay marriage, public education or public television. This man is more worried about getting back at someone on Twitter than making a difference.

Since day 1, he has done so much to fuck up this nation. Raising mortgage levels to the middle class making it hard to move into a new home. The same day he was inaugurated he has done this. Day two? He has signed an Executive Order to cut public programs like PBS and NPR. How is this making America Great Again? And how dare he announce that Mexico will pay for a wall? He is not a king and that is what he believes himself to be.

WE THE PEOPLE. 

I feel as if this country is being raped and torn apart each and every day this fuck is in office. He's a criminal and is undoing all that was left right under President Obama. For what purpose? None other than because he's a business man and doesn't know how to work any other way.

As I've been busy with other issues in my life, I've had to take a step back from this blog and since that time Trump has started a ban of 7 foreign countries from allowing access in the U.S. for no other reason than the fact they contain Muslims. A Muslim Ban. This is racism in full swing. None of the countries listed have attacked us and there is no reason to ban someone because of their background, race or religion. There are already a large number of Muslims here in the U.S., so what about them? Are we to assume he will force each and every one of them-who have lives, careers, futures-to just get up and leave? I certainly hope not. And about keeping us safe? Are you serious? This makes me so infuriated and sickened.

Stay informed, keep positive and fight for what you believe in. I am not just here to live my life and sit in front of the television while all this is going on. I am one person apart of a whole who feel the same way. Call your local congressman; don't get your sources from one place (Fox News) and don't believe the lies that this man is telling us through his campaign and smears. His goal, and his cabinet's goal, are to make people scared, quite and blind. Is this an America we want? Is it an America you want? We have come so far just to let it all fall apart thanks to this conman and even though we may not make a difference right away, the world knows we are doing what is right and speaking out is the way to do it.

2016 is Over!

Well, here goes another year. Perhaps one of the worst years of my lifetime, apart from the Iraq War of 2003 that is. I don't know what to say, but the amount of death, destruction and just plain abuse in politics makes me wish this year didn't happen.

That being said, this year hasn't been all that bad so I want to make that clear. There have been some highlights. This did mark my 30th birthday and for that I'm grateful. I'm grateful for my family, friends new and old. This is the year I officially began hiking, riding my bicycle far more often and got to met a lot of close friends. I cut out soda and also made use of my fitness app which logs in what I eat everyday. I have my own car; work on blogging and art everyday, and do my best at staying healthy and active.

But the deaths! Really? I remember the term "they come in threes" as in when one celebrity dies, two more follow not long after. But this year...it's the year of death. The deaths of David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Prince, Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds to name a few really made an impact on not only my life, but many people around the world. I love all of their work and to have it all taken away in just one year...it boggles the mind. And don't get me started on the election...Trump? Are you fucking kidding me?

Now, I understand we make our own destiny and the choices we make impact our lives, but to have a con man fraud as our next president is just ensuring a loss of our freedoms and for that I feel violated. Right now, I'm just in my room relaxing as I type this up. I want to give you all a nutshell of why this year is not the best of times and that you can rest assured over my dead body will I watch the inauguration of this nutcase in the office. You see, the problem is not Trump, but rather the facists he appointed for his cabinet. So, if Trump is indeed impeached, we have the risk of having Pence as the next President and that will be far worse.

Not being in the Christmas spirit this year has been for several reason and many of them have to do with money, stress and just not being in the place I want to be in my life. But I'm going to the best I can, and be the best person I can be and nothing will stop that.

I wish you all a wonderful New Year and join me in making the difference and chance we want in our lives and thus country!

A Night of Hell...

For those of you that have me on Facebook, you've read that my status talks about me waking up to perhaps the worst nightmare I've ever had. That certainly is not an exaggeration...



Last night I headed to a friend's house in East LA and while there, she offers to make dinner seeing how it's been ages since last coming face to face. Having two kids, they are restless and quite excited to see me, though one has to get their homework done before bed. With my friend cooking and the kids hanging around, I have the sudden idea to take one of them to get ice cream. As dinner is almost ready, I get a notice from my phone notifying me that I am supposed to head to work by 5. Slowly rushing my way out of the house to be 15 minutes late tops, I say my goodbyes and split.

I get on the 10 freeway headed West to Santa Monica blasting my music in the car as I always do (this is true). It's about 4:40 and I'm surprised to see there are barely any cars on the road either direction. It's already dark and I call my job to tell them I'm going to be a little late. As I get closer and closer to West LA but not quite, this large pick-up truck pulls up next to me. There are several people in the truck as it's one of those large four-doors. I can't make out anyone inside but I certainly notice the driver. He has a look of disgust on his face as if I was a telemarketer or solicitor; and gives me a stare down as he passes by; arm resting over the door and all. I think nothing of it an just go about my way. I call my job telling that I'm going to be late and that there is nothing but clear traffic.

As I'm listening to my podcast all of a sudden these other trucks appear on my right side passing me by as if the primary truck was the so-called "head of the snake". Giving me ugly looks and even having a few of them sitting on the beds of their trucks full of shotguns and other weapons, they start taking out American flags and wave them towards me. Shouting profanities like, "THIS IS OUR COUNTRY! GET THE FUCK OUT YOU TERRORIST!", it isn't long before I realize they are trying to throw me off guard and cause an accident. The next thing I know the trucks are all ahead of me and start throwing the flags! I tend to speed up to pass these maniacs but before I get a chance, they all start throwing road flairs at my car. Can you believe it? I get a bunch of racists trying to throw me off the road and no one else is there to see it, let alone the CHP. I then hit the gas as hard as possible and speed passed them, but don't get too far as they start shooting at my tires and I end up being stuck.

Heart pounding, the next thing I know, I'm stranded on the freeway...alone...with just a bunch of lights and engines headed towards me in the far distance. Knowing I'm as good as dead if I stay in my car, I probably have a better chance of getting out on foot as they shoot at me. I pace around the freeway hoping to find a ledge to hold onto so as to not let them get a good aim at me but before I know it, the one shot gets me right in the back. On the ground, my life flashes before my eyes and all the experiences, all the situations and places I want to travel to suddenly vanish and there's nothing but a black void. Why didn't I just call out of work? Why didn't I just stay in my place? Now, as I get shot I suddenly have a vision of myself getting shot in the back and see the blood and gunshot on my back with arms flailing in the air as I head towards the pavement. It's as if I wasn't a part of my body just then but rather an observer, but I certainly felt the pain. As I'm on the ground knowing I have nowhere else to go, the men catch up to me and that is when I pass out for good...

And then I wake up...but the funny thing is that I'm more worried about getting to work on time than finding out if this is the afterlife. It's so interesting how that happens! Looking at the clock, it's only 9:10am instead of 4:40pm so for sure I'm not going to be late for work today, but then I stop and think...where the hell did this come from? Simple: My fear of Trump's America. I know some of you find this to be ridiculous, but in the long run I find this to be a perfect example of the amount of hate this country is not only encountering now, but will encounter the next four years of this man in office. Yes, this is what I'm beginning to fear. As people mistake me for Middle Eastern, I feel this will be the time I will be judged for the way I look, not for who I am. I find this dream to tell me to be aware of my surroundings and just know that some things are just out of your control.

I don't want any of you to think I'm depressed or have thoughts of suicide. This isn't the case at all. I love my life and the people in it too much to even consider that. As the saying goes, "There's a first time for everything" and in this case, that is a sign of something. What I fear the most is that this isn't just a repeat of history, this is also reality and there is no reset button on it. We need to make the best of this time and for those of you that disagree with my opinions, I respect that, but I am still going to voice them. Thank you for reading and just be safe out there.

So, I stumble upon this old filing case and...

WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS?

I get home, tired as all get out when I stumble upon this blue filing box. Nothing big, nothing spectacular and nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, my brain tells me to open it. I have't seen it before and don't know where it came from. Suddenly, all these thoughts come into my head. Is this normal? Why is it here? I am intrigued and thus I open this "Pandora's Box" if you will.

Jeff Large's dog. Adorable!

I open it, expecting to find IRS papers, tax returns, etc. What do I find? A cluster of letters, postcards, Polaroid photos and even conspiracy stories all from/for a Jeffery Large. Never met the dude, never seen him, nor do I know why I am in possession of this thing. Sticking my hands inside like a bear grabbing honey from a beehive, I see is a cute picture of what I'm assuming to be his dog. This gives me a sudden impulse to start drawing it, but I move on and continue looking through "his" stuff. The next thing I see is a postcard sent to him during a trip to the Czech Republic signed 1996. Man, I swear there's some stuff here over 20 years old.

Then, it comes back to me...I remember who this person was. During my job working in a movie theater, the name Jeffery Large has come up several times. Apparently the story goes that in 1994, he owed someone money and basically fled the country in an effort to avoid paying that money back. Damn, that must have been a lot... So, the man is essentially at large for lack of a better word. And yes, pun intended. Here's a pretty cool image I found from the projection booth at my old theater job. This is obviously taken from Jeffery as he was a projectionist at the time. For the longest while, I had no idea what I was looking at since I've never seen a projector in so long...stupid digital age! 

A MOVIE PROJECTOR AT MY OLD THEATER IN SANTA MONICA. COURTESY OF JEFFERY LARGE?

"Tigger and Tiana - Tiana is always in some goofy position"

So, looking on and the next thing I spot is this letter he writes about a conspiracy theory. I love this kind of stuff. If you know me, you know that I enjoy looking at all kinds of views, take them with a grain of salt, and then come up with my own conclusions/ideas. Here are some more pictures I found of his animals. He's got some cute animals! Check these out!

His cat Tiana looked like she was a handful. Note, the image is dated 1994 so over 20 years go.






Now, I'm assuming this is Jeffery himself with a close friend or girlfriend. There is no further information on the photo except that it's clearly in Santa Monica, Ca. Well...except perhaps for the clothing they're wearing but hey, who am I to speak. I don't see many woman in jeans like that anymore, but hey, it's a big world.

Then, as I continue to look through this damn case and feeling like Sherlock Holmes, this little red date book pops up. He's jotted down little personal memos and quotes. This first quote doesn't surprise me when it comes to the story of his fleeing the country.

"Money is the greatest tease. Give me anything I want. Then it's gone."

"Too many blondes."

I stare at the mirror in fear of looking away. I might change if I do."

and then it ends with:

"Freud was a cretin." - Roger Shurtleff

A letter written to Jeff

Why am I posting this on here? Well, perhaps Jeffery may in fact read this, and contact me asking why I have all of his possessions. I'm not going to post anything too personal about his life, but you all have a glimpse of what this...entity is about. I've asked people about him in the past, from what I can now remember and he's practically fled the country. Something about having too many debts. So, the reason for all these postcards and what-not is apparently he just left them behind either intentionally, or unintentionally for people to remember him by, or simply as a way of saying he would be back, or a little of both. Or maybe he just forgot them.

All in all, this is my little project I cut out for myself this weekend. Check out some more pictures below and wow...he even posts an image of the KFC headquarters. That's cool, right? 

No idea where this is, but it's damn cool! 

Thanks for reading you guys! Have any of you come across random objects without knowing where the hell they came from? Or just something to share that is just as random as this? Don't hesitate to leave me your comments! I would love to read them as well! 

KFC Headquarters? Alright, then.

See ya 20s!

Here it is...the last night in my 20s! Tomorrow is going to be big day for me. The funny thing, is that I don't feel any different and still feel like the same old me. Although I'm not done with school, nor in exactly the place I thought I would be by this time, I have a very optimistic view of the future and am just glad to be healthy with no ailments. As of earlier this year, I started having an obsession with hiking. Los Angeles has so many places to workout and to hike that you don't need to spend a shitload of money on a gym membership. Be out, enjoy nature and heck, sometimes you need to go somewhere on your own to be one with yourself and your body. The important step to having a healthy life is to first love who you are. It's your life. Your body is your vessel and you need to remember that no one is going to take care of it as much as you are. It's your temple and as I stated earlier, I'm glad to be healthy. To think I'm already in my 30s makes me realize how short life is and as Ferris Beuller says, "Yup, life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and take a look around once in a while, you might miss it." Damn he's right.

The past couple of weeks saw me kind of feeling down. I couldn't believe my 20s went by so fast, but it all just seems that way I guess since tomorrow is my birthday. In the long run, it's all just a part of life and I would rather live out my life than be worried about how old I am. It's all part of the journey. Thanks for reading and I hope to have all of you apart of my life along the way!

That Moment...

...when you have the best idea for a blog but forget to bring the charger for your laptop. Yeah, I know there are worse things...but this Starbucks just happens to be 20 miles from home. It's just gas...

Good Times!!!

My website will be up and running in a day! I'm excited! It's been a good three years since adding anything new to my site so it's about time I do something about it. I have it on WordPress and I was in dire need for a lot of updates. The Touchfolio was out of date, the blog hasn't been updated for years and I'm also going to transfer this blog over to the site as well so you all have the option of checking out my art and my latest entries! Tell your friends, family and all those that love art!

I'm not all that computer savvy so I did what I'm sure anyone else would do, I went to Craigslist and checked out people that know their computer stuff and had them help me out. The one person I got will remain anonymous but they informed me and helped me every step of the way. I want to thank them for that. GoDaddy is my host and they are the best group around for questions, help and to get the information you need in order to update your site. Thank you all for reading and let me know if there are any websites you recommend or if you have any sites of your own! Thanks and stop by soon!