I Played a Music Festival – The Winds of In-Ko-Pah – Annalynne McCord and Sisters (Rachel and Angel)

WHOO!! What a crazy week to start my 30s.

It feels like my birthday was forever ago.

So much happened.

On my birthday, I got a couple of semi-job offer thingys. It’s been a game of patience to see if I’m getting in or not. And I am not a very patient person. I have been very anxious to get to work more so I can make more money and lock myself in my apartment on the weekends, work on music and play video games (assuming I’ll have money to buy new toys). So I have a lot of work in front of me, and I couldn’t be happier. I spent all morning working and I can keep going.

I spent too much time editing pictures and narrating stories for myself without pay. I might somehow make my latest set of pics profitable, but we will see. In the mean time, I’m loving the camera. More soon.

Happy Birthday wishes on Facebook lasted until 2 days later of turning 30. On Tuesday, I did a job for a perhaps new job to see if I get a job in my new job that has a job. Ok. I don’t really want to talk about it because it might bring me bad luck. But if I am in, I would be so happy.

Anxiety and Tap Tuesday made me leave my apartment in search of beers to comfort my impatience. I’m still anxious. I typed what I meant to be an article for Tijuana Adventure on my phone. Chad and Bobby Bray joined me drinking in Plaza Fiesta and I stopped. I promised myself I would finish later. I haven’t.

Wednesday and Thursday I worked on a story that I finally sent on Friday and got published today. The march against homophobia prompted me to look for sources to complete my article. This is it. I also did a lot of redditting those days because I can’t stop trying to get at those imaginary sweet karma points in my forever attempts to get at the front page and get that shot of internet adrenaline.

On Friday I also had a Tijuana Adventure with a client that found me on Reddit and messaged me on Facebook. Though I keep saying I am changing my tours, it’s hard to deny a private tour request. I did ante-up my price and switch the way to give a tour, I should carry my camera every time. I will post the album and story on Tijuana Adventure when the client responds if I can publish the pics.

Like always, it was fun times and the money I got from the tour was very needed for the next day camping at In-Ko-Pah. After the tour I sat down for a couple more beers at my favorite place, read Vonnegut before headed back home to get ready for camp time.
Saturday was pretty wild. I crossed the border early at 9ish am to be in Golden Hill at 11 am. I had one of those wondrous shitty breakfast sandwiches from a gas station because I love the taste of burnt rubber in my mouth and started my trek up to 30th and Broadway. There I met up with the roommate, his girlfriend and Justin, our Uber driver.

Pictures in this case help narrate the story better instead of just rambling about what we did:

The location of the festival was amazing. A bit north of the US border, between Tecate and Mexicali are the In-Ko-Pah mountains. A crazy place with tons of gigantic rocks. The major reason I wanted to go was to take awesome night photography which is my obsession right now. I was ill prepared for what came that night.

The festival started with Some Kind of Lizard, a band by some friends here in Tijuana. The bass player was stuck at the border line and it didn’t seem like he was going to make it to the show. Since I subbed for him months before (though we only practice once), I subbed again. I played a small music festival! By accident!

10 minutes before the show I jotted down the chords on my cellphone and … improvised the whole set. It went well except for the last song where I wrote the wrong key and took me a while to figure out wtf I was doing. Also… I’m such a wanker (as my roommate would say). I added so many extra notes and even did some tapping in what is slacker punk rock. I almost slapped da bass in one of the songs, but decided against it (whewwww).

The rest of the line-up seemed promising, but heavy winds worried me. Everyones tent was blowing away, a lot of people slept in their cars. Instead of enjoying the bands, I kept busy making sure my tent didn’t fly away, thinking that the wind might die down eventually. It never did. It just kept getting WORSE and WORSE. So I missed a lot of the festival, but the little I could enjoy was great. I dealt with the cold with alcohol. I couldn’t take the pictures I wanted. I tried sleeping around 1 a.m. but it felt like wind torture. The winds, blowing over 50 mph in every direction, made it seem like I decided to camp in the middle of a busy highway intersection.

The only thing keeping my tent grounded were the heavy rocks I placed in each corner and myself. A tiny bit of fabric ripped in one of the corners. The tent resisted, but it was a difficult sleep. It made me want to go camping again and try harder to take pictures. There are nature photographers that go through worse, and I am ready for it, this time, I was ill prepared and didn’t imagine the cold harsh wind.

Sunday night was awesome. Day… not that much. It was just picking up camp and headed back home with an achey body. I napped. And napped hard. Woke up to some tv and then to go see a show. INUS, Angel Peralta Project and Horse Lords. All of them were amazing great music. Or the type of music I like. INUS in particular was insanely awesome and I am glad I’ll get to see them a lot in the following days. I wanted to take my camera last night, but I was SOOOOO tired and already had over 700 pictures to go through.

Now Monday.

I worked all day. Many emails. Many writings. Trying to not get absorbed by reddit. Which reminds me, I posted about the next reddit meetup, which is this Thursday. I am trying to do to many things at once. It’s cool, but a bit overwhelming. I know I can do this.


Angel, Rachel and Annalynne: The McCord Sisters

I am tired and already went through so many pictures and written over 1,000 words in this blog post. But I must publish more celebrity stories from my past.

Last post talked about how I got along with Nikki Reed. Well, my brother got along with the McCord sisters. I did as well, but my brother was better at taking the relationship to the next level. I saw a post on TMZ about Rachel McCord, well, this is about the trio.

I got along with AnnaLynne, the most famous of them all. I remember she was trying out for Twilight but didn’t make the cut. Then she started dating Kellan Lutz, who also was always a very nice guy.

I have this set with all three sisters. I have many more folders with pics of AnnaLynne, but I am not going to go through all of them and edit that shit. That’s too much work and I am already in dire need of getting out of my apartment and getting a beer to maintain my sanity levels.

Pictures are from January 13th, 2009. I have little memory in how I ended up following them. I think I was working with my brother in his car back then. I was a shitty shooter judging from the pics…
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So instead of going through a lot of AnnaLynne pics, just two sets, the one above with the whole trio and another one with just Angel I never really talked to Rachel and IMO, she is the prettiest one. But this story is more about the oldest (I think) and least attractive (IMO) McCord sister, Angel.

I woke up early one day in West Hollywood when I was still living with my brother to find a topless Angel outside my door. Oopsie. She was doing her own make-up on the hall next to the bathroom (it had the nicest mirror). I wasn’t supposed to see that. I apologized and went to the bathroom. After coffee, I figured out what was going on, my brother that forgot to warn me, he was having a shoot with Angel. I tried not have to do anything with this craziness, but ended up taking “behind the scenes” photos of the photos. Ever since I started taking pictures, I like taking pictures of people taking pictures (dumb, I know).

Anyway, these photos are from March, 26, 2009.

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After taking those pics, I remember I had to go to work. I have this pic in my hard drive I don’t know why. But I guess it was my brother’s pic of the shoot. Angel almost naked, B&W, way bright and holding a terrified cat.

Ok! Now I am hungry and I still have a bit more work to do. If I keep up the pace, I will have steady work influx soon! Goal to write 2,00 words a day. Seems feasible! Until next Monday where I will narrate more of my chocoaventuras.

Cool, I’m 30 Now – I Live at a Brewery (Norte) – Nikki Reed

^That’s my birthday song. Every … Single… Year.

Megan Fox also turns 30 today. I wonder how she is celebrating. Nah… I don’t. 

Yes, I saw Megan Fox and I told her we had the exact same birthdate, I already posted about that here on my last birthday.

No, I do not like Megan Fox. She is an overrated piece of ass that can’t act.

Like always, the anticipation of the birthday trumps everything. It’s Monday, doesn’t feel like a birthday and I don’t really feel like I should go party. I am going to go to my usual spot, Norte Brewing Co. It’s the only thing open on Mondays that is worth it and people are welcome to buy me a beer. Do that. I’m broke and I want eternal beer.

This is where I’ll be tonight in my bday, and basically every night for the rest of my life (kidding).

It feels like I already celebrated my birthday. I went to Tacotopia on Saturday in San Diego and took over 600 pictures. Here’s 90:


Last year, Tacotopia landed exactly on my birthday, so that felt way more like a celebration than this year which is a cloudy Monday with no plans except post this blog and get to work. I thought I would be partying with my cousin right now, but his vacation plans were different. And since him and his girlfriend already paid for a hotel in San Diego, I couldn’t convinced them to stay in Tijuana to party all of Sunday.

Instead we had some family time and then he crossed the border. When coming back from dropping my cousin and his girlfriend at the border (I helped them cut in line), I bumped into a gay pride parade. So of course I took more pictures. I ended up editing 600+ pictures on Sunday and 200+ today.

Gay Pride/Rights March/Parade:

My friend Andy was in town on Sunday with his girlfriend and his girlfriend’s boss (and husband). It was fun times. A small Tijuana Adventure in which I got paid with food, drinks and great company. Ended up bumping into a friend and she came over to my place to have a couple of drinks and talk about how shitty life can be. What a birthday!

Of course I woke up to hundreds of Facebook notifications (thanks everyone) and the groggy feel of not wanting to wake up and face an odd Monday. And now here I am. 30 years old. Still feel the exact same way (duh). As if the magic number 30 will suddenly turn me into someone else. I am getting old though, which is weird.

I just went out for tacos, bumped into Danger Dave, he bought me the tacos. The usual enchilados in the morning. So my birthday is picking up. Also, got two jobs on my email. Also, have plenty of work to do. Also, there’s a music festival this weekend in the desert and I have tickets to that. Also, I should stop typing, shower + beer and continue working.

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So… in summary. Norte Brewing Company tonight, because that’s where I live. Monday fun day!

AHH! Also to add, friend from college, Charlie McCarron has an awesome music project in the works. Composer Quest World Tour. He started a kickstarter and already got half what he was asking for. I will be making a donation on my next paycheck and you should too! The rewards are great:


Nikki Reed

I have no idea who Nikki Reed was, but she was on Twilight. She was also in the movie Thirteen which she co-wrote and co-starred. Creepy awesome movie if you haven’t seen it (it was years ago when I did). Anyway, she was catapulted to fame again because of Twilight… and she turned out to be my neighbor. And I remembered we had almost the same birthday, hers is tomorrow. So happy birthday Nikki Reed!!!

Also, I get asked a lot if I had celebrities that became friends with me. Nikki Reed was one. We talked. And talked. And when she asked me to leave her alone, I did. She was awesome. We never “hung out” per say, but I did follow her and ended up just talking to her for hours about anything.

First time I saw her was at the Twilight premiere. Didn’t even know who she was. My friend Leah and her friends wanted to go to that shit show. I took my camera. It was a shit show.

She is way prettier than I remember….

I saw her on March 31, 2009 at LAX. I took pics and since her ride was taking a while, I sat next to her and we chatted. I remember she told me she was going to school for Art History, I was a recent graduate. We got along fine and chatted for a good 10-20 minutes before her ride arrived. My brother took pics of us together in the bench chatting, but I can’t find em.

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Never mind! I found em! They were on my Facebook profile though, so the image quality is shitty:
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I saw her a few weeks later on April 20th, 2009, my TMZ friend was there and Nikki was with a friend, so we didn’t have a chance to really talk. She remembered me though…

©BAUER-GRIFFIN.COM Nikki Reed arrives from Canada wearing a coat while in Los Angeles is over eighty degrees. NON-EXCLUSIVE April 20, 2009 Job: 90420NH1 Los Angeles, California www.bauergriffin.com www.bauergriffinonline.com

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After that, I found out that she lived near my house. I forgot who gave me the address, but I went strolling around the neighborhood passed her house and she was leaving. I followed her to the post office. She told me she wanted some privacy because she was organizing her birthday celebration, so I told her if she pretended to put stuff in the mailbox I would put my camera away. She did. She had nothing in her hands when she did these pictures with the mailbox. Of course the mags ran it as if she did… We chatted, I felt like the birthday invite was going to be there… BUT NO. So I left her alone.

That sleeveless hoodie is fucking awesome. I want one.

I saw her the next day because she was going camera shopping and I offered my help. So I followed her around noonish to Sammy’s Camera shop, where I bought all my gear (with discount from the agency). I hooked her up with a 10% discount and told her what camera to get and of course I got some pics. She was going on vacation right after her birthday, hence the camera purchase.

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She went to her friend’s house, changed, then went to get Starbucks. I left them alone after that.

I didn’t see her again until the next year and I think she already forgot about me. The other pics I have of her are no good and I know I never got her exclusive again. So there. We never really became friends, but I got along with her and we talked comfortably. Maybe if I played my cards right we would have gotten a better relationship, but bleh… I was young and shy and a paparazzo.
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Those pictures are from October 17, 2010. I also saw Ashley Greene and other Twilighters that day. Ashley Greene was also one of the friendliest ever, and also that dude that was a vampire. I forgot his name. Not Pattison though, the other one that was ripped. Maybe he was a werewolf. And not Lautner.

ANYWAY. It’s time to shower with a beer, figure out the rest of my week and keep on hitting LIKE to every FB post :P and keep celebrating my birthday because yeah…. I like to procrastinate as much as possible.

Summary of My Last Decade – Tijuana Adventure Club – Don Rickles

I’ll be 30 next week, and I plan on living forever.

I only have one pair of pants that fit me correctly. They have a massive hole under my right butt cheek. I’m leaving my 20s… Cool decade.

When I was 20, I was still in college. Senior year. What a blast. I only had 2 classes, from 6 pm to 9 pm on Monday and Tuesdays. I had private guitar lessons for an hour with my teacher (on random days of the week). And I had to attend Jazz Ensemble. And also do some personal projects for school credit.

It was a blast. It was really the beginning of my freelance life. I spent the summer in Los Angeles working with my brother and my agency gave me a camera. HOLY SHIT! I’m going through my hard drive. I can’t believe that I have since 2004 cataloged all my pictures in order.

This is a trip, so I’m going to have to upload a bunch of old pictures. There are so many folders to go through. Folders like: Anything but clothes party, Halloween pumpkins, first weekend, portraits and one called art (which is horrible). 2007 was the year I started as a paparazzo, and my agency lend me a camera while I went away for college. It was a Canon 30D with a 17-40mm/4.0f and a nice flash (forgot which one) with a camera grip and an off-camera flash attachment. I was taking pictures of everything. I wasn’t very good….

field 2 This was my college’s award winning football field. I was rarely there.
frozen This is the type of shit I hated about living in Minnesota.
Hispanic! at the disco (35) This was my band junior year, Hispanic! At the Disco.
IMG_3474 This is a typical college party.

IMG_3491 And so is this one. I don’t know any of those guys. So fuck it.

IMG_5385 This is what the Latino parties looked like.
IMG_5572 This was my other Mexican friend in College. It was like 5 of us total…
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IMG_4492 This is in Querétaro. I look like a long stretchy twig.
meguyswoo With 1/3 of the roommates. There are a lot of embarrassing pictures of them, but I’m not going to post them.

 Graduation day, and then…

IMG_9652 Already in LA living that crazy West Hollywood life.

Yes I had a lip ring and tongue ring (and many piercings through my youth). Anyway, enough of going down memory lane. After that year my pictures are very well catalogued but it is mostly paparazzi stuff mixed with a bunch of randoms. This is I guess a timeline for my own sake.

2008 – First real year I was a paparazzo, by the end of the year, I got demoted from salary to freelance.

2009 – Started out horribly. I got a hand of being a paparazzo, got way better, got sent out to travel jobs, did a lot of fucking work. By the end of the year I was switching agencies.

2010 – I was working with a different agency and they agreed I was only going to work at LAX and travel jobs. It was a great year, but definitely got burnt out.

2011 – I got a raise, it wasn’t enough to keep me interested in the job. The agency knew it, they wanted an excuse to let me go. They switched me to full freelance and out of LAX territory. All my contacts were at LAX so I kept doing some LAX stuff while trying to get back to the street shoots. It was horrible. I bought a new car and left Los Angeles for a while (thinking I was coming back to the same job). When I got back to LA, I wanted to get out.

2011 road trip I drove and drove and drove. I went from Los Angeles, to Las Vegas, Denver, Iowa, Chicago, Detroit, stayed a while in Michigan, back to Chicago, to Minneapolis for a while. Then a long ass drive through North Dakota, ended in Miles City, Montana. Spent the night there in a horrible shithole hotel and went through the town. Oh the crazy shit I saw. I wish I was a writer back then. I guess I did a videoblog about my trip, but it’s not very good and I never ended uploading it all.


After the road trip, I felt uncomfortable in LA, but still thought I was going to stay there and keep working. A friend was getting married in Montreal, so I went to the wedding. I spent so much money just because I had it and wasn’t careful.

2012 – I moved to San Diego by the end of 2011. It wasn’t good. Apparently everyone has a shitty roommate situation in SD. I didn’t have a job and I didn’t want one. It is tough to get a job when your resume just says “paparazzi and college.” I actually got a couple of jobs on minor field of study (canvassing). They knew I was overqualified that they said I should just work for a couple months before they give me a better position than knocking door to door.

I didn’t even show up for my first day. I woke up remembering how much money I used to make in LA that I thought it wasn’t worth working in San Diego. I got depressed, spent all my money, sold my car and moved to Tijuana. The plan was to live in Tijuana and cross every day to work. Couldn’t do it. Fell into further depression, resulting on me selling a lot of my stuff and moving in with my parents.

Moving in with my parents was a wake-up call. I started writing in this blog, I decided I wanted to sell a book, I somehow became a writer.

2013 – I started looking for writing gigs or other stuff just to get out of my parents house. I landed a job with soccerly.com a soccer news start-up. It paid well enough for a TJ job, but it was a lot of work hours and extra hours on top of that. I also wanted to give it my best, that I truly tried to make the website work. Towards the end of the year I quit. I decided to try freelance and to write for the Reader. I probably got rejected like 20 times before I finally got something published.

Also, in between 2012-2013, Tijuana Adventure came about. My friends from LA were visiting frequently, paid for everything and often gave me cash for being an awesome host. That’s when I started charging for tours. It was a messy affair and a complicated one. In fact, till this day, it is still a complicated mess to give tours.

That’s why Tijuana Adventure changed to something like a TJ Adventure Club. I invited other writers and I will be posting frequently over there (Especially on Sundays). Just like I try to post here every Monday, on Tj Adventure I’ll post every Sunday about the beers I had through the week. Other writers will talk about their own adventures, then hopefully we can get all together for some beers and food and do a podcast. That’s the idea. I posted about my week yesterday, click the logo to check it out:

2014 till now – I’ve been active on my blog, so there’s no need to revisit each year. It’s been a crazy ride, but I feel comfortable going in this direction. I just wished I had more jobs and a steady pay. I guess that’s why I did the switch on Tj Adventure, so I write more often and push myself even more.

Today – All of the work I said I have, I still haven’t done any of it. I did post on Tj Adventure (and it was pretty successful post). But my time has been wasted on Reddit and trying to get to the front page. Also, writer’s block took me out on Thursday and Friday. Now that I am broke again, I have to write a lot. AND WRITTEN a lot I have. And I have all this week to work in a lot of stuff that I started, but did nothing.

All of it, before Saturday, because then craziness ensues. Saturday = Tacotopia, a day of free tacos and drinks. I will have my camera, so there will be tons of pictures. Sunday = my cousin will be visiting from Seattle and only spending a day, so I plan to make the most of it. Monday = my birthday. I have no idea wtf I’m doing but I will be posting on my blog like always.

NOW!!! To work!

Oh shit.. I almost forgot. Need a random celebrity.
Don Rickles

I seriously don’t give a fuck about Don Rickles, I barely know who he is. It was one of those that my boss sent me to LAX to take pictures of the dude in case he dies tomorrow. I know, horrible thing to say. But that was a common thing in the industry. If you take the last picture of someone, it is usually worth a lot of money. It happened to my friend who got Brittany Murphy at LAX. Is sad, but people profit from other people’s death. I’m glad Don Rickles still alive I guess. But if he had a heart attack a few days after I took that picture, I guess I would’ve made some $$$.

Anyway. I thought of him because I saw a picture of him somewhere on the internet recently and it said that he is turning 90. Here is Don Rickles in April 11, 2010, so I guess he was 84.

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Well… That was a really fun and long stroll through memory lane. I’ll do it again when I hit 40. Let’s see what crazy shit awaits for me in the next 10 years. For now… I HAVE SHIT TONS OF WORK TO DO AND THIS TIME I AM NOT LYING I AM GOING TO WORK CUZ I AM BROKE.
K. Thanks.

I Didn’t Do Any of The Work I Said I Was Going To Do – Jocelyn Wildenstein (Cat Lady)

I didn’t do any work last week. Well… ok. I did some.

But for the most part, I WAS CELEBRATING.

My first cover on the Reader came out last week and it’s about beer. And since I love beer. I drank beer a lot.

Click on the image to read:
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This is my second cover in a magazine. My first one was Lindsay Lohan in Hawaii for Life & Style. What weird turns my life takes.

I originally wrote that back in December and got paid for it. Once I knew it was going to be a cover, I re-wrote the whole thing to make it more complete. Getting the cover is similar to the thrill of hitting the front page. It comes with the good and it comes with the bad. I like the attention, but dislike the attention. I am bipolar like that. In a way, I like criticism better than I do praise. In general, I dislike attention, but it is somehow my job, so I am required to keep acquiring it. The more attention the better.

Wow. That attention phrase made no sense.

I went to San Diego on Wednesday and I grabbed a huge stack of magazines to give to the breweries. The story for the most part has been well received. My favorite part is probably that I called Pinche Paco… Pinche Paco.

Having Tijuana on the cover was a cause for celebration. Norte offered me free beers. After all, I probably have spend 10% of my salary or more drinking there. I still love the place and their beers. It is my favorite place in Tijuana.

Thursday I kept celebrating. I blacked out and don’t remember much of what happened during the night. Almost as if I had taken a forget-me-not.

Friday I ate way too much chicken and Voodoo Stu’s. I went to Nelson’s Bar to see Gallos Blancos win 2-1 vs Pumas, couldn’t even finish my caguama, went home and passed out on the second round of Jeopardy (before 8 pm). I woke up at 8 a.m. It was time to keep celebrating.

Saturday was awesome. And probably the only work I did during the week. It was a Tijuana Adventure. For more detail, go read the blog over there. Oh yeah. That’s the other work I’ve been doing. Changing the whole Tijuana Adventure thing to make it less about tours and more adventures. Inviting other writes, changing the format, actually writing on the blog, still debating wtf to charge for tours, regretting not taking my camera. But overall… SATURDAY was awesome.

Sunday was pretty great as well and another Tijuana Adventure. I met up with my friend Justin who is moving to Tijuana soon. He is taking over a Chilean girl’s apartment while she goes visit her motherland. I hung out with the Chilean, Justin and Danger Dave drinking beers and eating amazing delicious food again by Voodoo Stu (I’m so fucking predictable).

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Speaking of being so fucking predictable, yes, when I get paid I don’t work much. But I need to get my shit together because I’m a nerd and I want to buy a Wii-U to play Smash Bros. Besides just the Wii-U, I want shit again. So I am still hoping to get a job with an actual boss to whip my ass to work. Otherwise, I’ll continue to get satisfied with a small check that is really gigantic in Tijuana (but it would be nothing in San Diego).

So.. I SHOULD REALLY GET TO WORK. Oh… and I forgot. I also did a reddit meeting for /r/Tijuana and became a mod of that sub. It went well. Meeting redditors is always cool. I should learn how to be a mod though, because I am a shitty mod so far. I’m trying to make the /r/Tijuana page grow to be compared to /r/SanDiego or /r/Mexico. A few lurkers, not that many posts.

Now the celebrity that has to do with nothing but for some reason I was thinking of her. Jocelyn Wildenstein, aka, Cat Lady.
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The first time I saw Jocelyn was in my way early years (2007) when working with my brother. I didn’t even have a camera back then, just a videocamera, and not a good one (such a noob). So I obviously don’t have pictures of that occasion.

The second time I saw her I barely have a recollection. I just knew I saw her and that the pictures made it to Perez Hilton, other blogs and some magazines. I believe I was working alone and I know the pictures exclusive. Pictures are from April 15, 2010.

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There you have it folks. Now I’ll either get back to work or get back to drinking. What will happen?! FIND OUT NEXT WEEK!

No. Seriously. I should work. It’s May. Almost halfway through the year. I’ll be 30 in 2 weeks and I’m still a broke ass. Much better than February. But still can be way better.

Front Page Because of Tacos – Redditing All Day – Stevie Wonder

It was a good week.

I made it to the front page of Reddit on Thursday because I posted a picture of tacos. Reddit karma went from 6,000+ to almost 13,000. I received more than 250 messages and the thread has over 1,500 comments. I am not sure how I feel about my Reddit success. It was a thrill at first, then it’s over and you are left with a need to make it to the front page again, especially with OC. Which I am planning on doing, with more pictures of tacos.

Click the picture to go to the Reddit thread

The overwhelming majority of comments on the thread are people saying “so?! This taco looks exactly like the one I have in California/Texas/NYC/etc.” No it’s not. You fuckers have no idea how much different Tijuana tacos are compared to the rest of the world. But oh well. Fighting with strangers on the internet gets me nowhere. It was a good week.

I like how every Monday I post that I’m going to stop the party and get to work, and I don’t. I mean I do work a lot, but can’t stop the party. Tijuana just absorbs you. At least I am being responsible and getting my work done in time.

The plan for Tuesday was to enjoy a couple beers and take pictures of tacos for a work thing that comes out in mid-May. My roommate and I bumped into some friends in Plaza Fiesta and my mission to take pictures of tacos was null. I basically just took my camera for a walk around town and took a few pictures, just to take a few pictures.

Since Tuesday work plans went to shit, it was time to really do it on Wednesday. My roommate had the same mission of getting pictures of tacos. So we started bright and early with some tacos varios in Tupidos. Though I had no intention of drinking, my roommate never stops (and I stupidly follow). We went to Bar Aragón though it was just 1 pm. First beer of the day. We then went to eat more tacos at la Cahua del Yeyo. These tacos were weird and I could barely finish one (it was tuna fin, tasted gross).

Wednesday did not end there. It was April, 20th, so of course 420 celebration ensued. Some pretty girl that I recently met helped us in partaking in the festivities. Hungry for more tacos, we finally went to Taquería Franc, which was my mission. I took some pictures, did a bunch of research work and we ate like pigs. That’s the picture that made it to the front page. We then went back to drinking more beers and celebrating more 420 fun stuff. Here’s the album of that night:


By Thursday I was done with drinking and eating tacos, but a friend asked me out for coffee, so I went with her. I had to go eat more tacos for work, so I bought tacos for both of us and took more pictures. After that, she wanted a beer, and though I was exhausted, I complied. It was while eating tacos that my roommate and my cousin both texted me to let me know I was on the front page. Holy shit. I came back to so many messages and I read through most of them. That was my Thursday. Redditing all day.

Friday was finally rest. I interviewed Dr. Leaño, a sexologist in Tijuana for a story I’ll be working all week. Really nice guy who knows a lot about what is going on with all sex related things in Tijuana. The doctor will connect me with other sexologists so I can have a full article and I’ll have to go do more field work. I intended to do all of this last week, but I forgot I had the taco issue to take care of. I slept in on Friday. Didn’t even think about going out.

Saturday my Gallos Blancos (soccer team) played against the best team on the league right now. The odds were against me, but they paid really well, so I ended up putting $12.50 (to win $55.50). By halftime, the game was 2-0 against Gallos. The bar I was in started to get flooded, everything seemed to be going to hell.

I left the bar looking for a different place to watch the game. Right next to the bar there’s a shithole stripjoint. The guys on the outside told me to come in to see some titties. I said no thanks I just want to watch the game. Dude right away told me, I’ll put it on the TV for you. I asked for beer prices, pretty reasonable, so fuck it. I went in to “El Zorro” strip club and stared at the TV while not so hot girls offered me lap dances (no thanks, watching tv honey).

Gallos score. 2-1. Gallos scored again 2-2. OH SHIT! I started to get excited. I might win. Red card for the other team, OH MAN, it’s happening. I yelled each goal with a passion on the emptyish strip club that only had half naked ladies. If Gallos won, I was going to go all out and party a lot. Nope. Denied. They lost 3-2 and I went home disappointed.

I laid on the couch for a brief moment, and before I knew it, I was asleep at 7 pm. I woke up at 8:30pm to find out I was late to see the pretty girl I met on Wednesday. I ran out of my apartment to go meet her. Beers ensued. And more beers ensued. But she left with a friend of mine to party harder, I went back home a bit after midnight. Ate tacos. Slept.

I still had more tacos to eat to finish my article. So Sunday morning I went over to Tacos Aaron to eat yet more tacos!!! They were delicious, but I am so sick of tacos all day and all night. For lunch, I went to Mariscos Tito’s to take pictures of their ridiculously gigantic fish tacos. They aren’t very good, so I just picked them apart and ate a little. I walked by the beach, took pictures, and went to visit my parents for a while. THEN I had more tacos for dinner so I could take yet more pictures of TACOS!

Here is a full album of taco pictures that I just posted on Reddit to see if I make it big again:

It was a good week.

And now. I have all this week to work on more stuff. My cover that I’ve been waiting since December finally comes out this week. And after that I plan to change all of Tijuana Adventure into something different. So yeah, more unpaid work that might lead to paid work but I have to concentrate as well on the work that actually pays me!! GOT IT?!

SO MUCH FUCKING WORK. Better get to it. So let me tell you about the time Stevie Wonder took my picture.


Stevie Wonder

First and foremost, I am a fan of Mr. Wonder. Not an all out fan that loves all his work, but we had to play some of his songs for jazz combos while I was in college and those bass lines, so sick. So much fun to play. So fucking grooving. I saw him twice. Both the same week. One departing, the other arriving. When he was arriving they told him we were taking his picture, so he decided to fool around and take a picture of the paparazzi. It was hilarious.

This is him departing… and entering the bathroom… and then leaving! Pictures are from May 19, 2009. I had just turned 23-years-old… weird.
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He greeted a random fan (Stevie is a super nice guy) and then he was on his way to France (I believe).
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The pictures of him arriving are from May 24, 2009. Someone told him we were taking pictures, he asked for a camera and started taking pictures of the photographers. Funny stuff.

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It Smells Like Summer – Stopping the Party, Getting To Work – George Clooney

The Tijuana party lifestyle can easily absorb you. It’s so cheap to eat and drink that whenever I have some cash in the bank I feel entitled to not work and just party. It goes against my goals for the year, since I want to be working more and making much more money, but it’s so tough when you are your own boss and you live in Tijuana.

Great things happened this last week too, which made me want to celebrate even more. I kept drinking and eating, and sleeping early, barely working. The work I did, was unpaid. I was going to tour five Irish professional rugby players on Saturday, it sounded like a blast, it also sounded like I was going to need all my energy. So instead of doing some work, I saved my energy for the tour. They canceled last minute. With no tour, but energy saved, I continued my week of drinking and eating.

I only sent one article last week, it was about this place called Grater Grilled Cheese Bistro: 


This restaurant review still hasn’t come out, but should sometime soon.

On Wednesday, a story came out that made me really happy. It was an article I sent months ago and my first accepted feature story, it finally got published.

It’s about ghost buildings in Tijuana and the story was well received from the comments. Click here to read and share your thoughts!

That same Wednesday, the Reader photographer came down again to finish some pics that we were missing for an upcoming article. Beers and food were involved again. My roommate was also around and for some reason I became a party animal. Didn’t come back home until dawn and decided that I was above sleep. I thought I would manage Thursday as if I had slept, but at around 9 am I crashed hard and slept until almost dusk.

Thursday went mostly to waste. The only thing I manage was to go to a new park to take pictures for an article I said I would deliver by Friday. I haven’t. As soon as I am done with this blog entry, I shall work on that. And then I have much more work for the week for stories I pitched that now I have to work. I ate at Voodoo Stu’s and started my beer drinking.

Friday I started working on the article, but the lack of inspiration and that Gallos Blancos was playing vs America later in the evening distracted me enough to not finish the job. I went to the new park again, to absorb the energy and try to get inspired, but not much came to me. I bet $12.50 that Gallos Blancos would win, they did, I won $45. I also met with a friend from San Diego (originally from Minneapolis) who brought his friend for the first time to Tijuana. Though I was tired of partying, we did more partying. I also ate at Voodoo Stu’s and started my beer drinking.

Saturday I wanted to work, but decided to save my energy for the tour with the Irish rugby players. Like I mentioned it before, they canceled. I got somewhat depressed. I hate cancellations, especially because it ruined my plans, I wasted time and I didn’t get $150 I was expecting to earn. I turned to drinking again but at least slept early. Again, I ate at Voodoo Stu’s and started my beer drinking.

Sunday finally came and though I wanted just to rest and that was my plan. But two friends who I haven’t seen in months visited me. It was also the hottest day of the year, so more drinking entailed. I was supposed to be at a meeting with my friends to discuss Tijuana Rumble Fest III, but I got impatient and I threw a hissy fit for the lack of organization and bailed. And you guessed it, I went to Voodoo Stu’s and started my beer drinking. Later that night I went to a punk show that made me feel old even though everyone in the crowd was older than me. Only band that was worth it was the closer, my friends of DFMK are true punk mother fucking rockers.

Now Monday. I have much work ahead. Stories I pitched that will be complicated to do and very difficult interviews to get. Though I still have plenty of cash to keep enjoying Tijuana’s cheap eat and drinks, I shall stay away from temptation. Speaking of temptation, George motherfucking Clooney.


George Clooney

Señor Clooney was one of those top three dudes I had on my list that people always asked me if I have seen. I saw him once. It was very brief and he seemed quite cool about everything (from what my memory tells me). I was probably just thinking the whole time, damn! Clooney! He is on my list of people I haven’t shot.

Clooney has a lifestyle that most men would like to imitate, and for some reason, I feel like my path is similar. Not in the way that I’ll be a famous rich handsome actor but in the way he is in the movie Up In The Air (which is great). I think that character was close to his true persona, I don’t think I’ll ever settle down. Also, I love the movie From Dusk Till Daw.

So here he is, Clooney and his funny faces at LAX. Pictures are from April 25, 2010. Basically, Clooney six years ago. Damn have I been in Tijuana for a long long time that my paparazzi years now seem ages ago.

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Until next week! Where I expect to have even more good news, less partying and much much much work. April has been good to me. May is coming. It smells like summer. Summers are great.

Drinking Early, Waking Up Earlier – Bachelor Party Tour – Angelina Jolie & Cyndi Lauper

Last week was pretty much out of control. Fortunately I made some money through Tijuana Adventure (and also had a blast). I am planning a lot of changes for Tijuana Adventure and it involves more and more writing. That website receives much more traffic than my blog and I haven’t posted anything in a long time. If I do blog posts on the regular I believe it will generate a lot of traffic. Tours will be pushed to the side. I still intend to do tours, but it won’t be my main focus. In fact, it hasn’t been my focus in a long time.

I was late last week because I ended up partying with my roommate in San Diego till really late. It wasn’t work for me, but it was work for him since it turned out to be one hell of a time and he is lucky enough to get paid to actually party. So to a certain I was his gonzo aid.

On Tuesday after posting on my blog I wanted nothing but stay home and sleep, but noooooo. Friends from San Diego came down to do a photo shoot of my favorite brewery, so there was more early drinking involved. I slept early just to wake up on Wednesday at dawn. Here’s the shoot of the shoot of the shoot of food and beer: 

Wednesdays are the days I usually wait for, I thought I was getting published… But nothing. I got an email that morning that got me excited, it was a job offer from Blasting News US, though it wasn’t much of a job. It’s a crowdsourcing news website that gain success in Italy and it’s expanding to the rest of the world. I wrote for similar sites before for petty cash, this looks like more of the same unless I get over 5,000 views per article, it is not worth my time. I sent them this article which I had sitting on my desk. 

CLICK HERE and/or HERE (It’s the same link, I just need thousands of more clicks to make money, so share it around as well)!

I am around 300 views… 9,700 more to go if I want to make some cash. I will work on more clickbaity stuff for them, since they depend on clicks, but of course I am not that shit of a writer, so I will try to make them engaging. I have been looking for other sources to publish my work that is broader than the SD/TJ region.

But instead of working on sending them more stuff, I worked on a story about taxis and the mafia like system that they have. Voodoo Stu got the cover story that day, an awesome and very well written of the Tijuana soul. So after interviewing several taxistas, I had dinner with my roommate to celebrate his story. Again early drinking and waking up at dawn the next day.

Thursday I finished the taxi story and sent it in…. I still haven’t heard back. WHEN I WROTE THIS, I still haven’t heard back, but it got published a few hours after. HERE IT IS. TAXISTAS IN TURMOIL. But it doesn’t matter because that same day had an awesome Tijuana Adventure. Fancy bachelor tours are becoming my thing, but it is so much work and very draining. We started the night around 8 pm at a fancy dinner in Mision 19 (fanciest restaurant in Tijuana). Then went to my favorite brewery, followed by some mezcal shots and then to the real bachelor party (we ended at 5 am).

It was me and six gringos, they all knew each other from college or friends since before and haven’t seen each other in ages. Like always, I was just another of the guys, except touring them in Tijuana and make some little cash on the side. Again I woke up very early on Friday, I met up with the tourists and made sure they had everything they needed and all the info for their next two days in Baja without a guide. Gallos Blancos played that day against Toluca and I bet 200 pesos for them to win, they didn’t. The rest of my night was spent resting and watching House of Cards (yes, for the second time the whole series).

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With no real work on my plate for Saturday, I went to play Smash Bros in Plaza Friki with a friend. I kicked his ass (he started beating me, then I dominated). Then I went to search for new places to write a food review. I found a new one that looks promising/interesting. Also met with a friend who wants me to do some camera work for a bar he started working at.

Sunday was just a day of rest. More House of Cards and Sunday tv. I did not leave the couch all day and ordered two pizzas. Now Monday, I am on my way to a restaurant in San Diego to write a food review. I needed to get out of my apartment so the trolley is my office today. I haven’t been following celebrity news (I rarely do), but the cute girl who likes my old pictures and my writing told me Angelina Jolie is in the news lately, so here it goes.

Angelina Jolie & also Cyndi Lauper because I wanna

Turns out I have already posted about Angelina Jolie. In that same post I also talked about Nicole Richie, David Beckham and Patrick Dempsey. Click here for one of my earliest posts from 2012. Holy shit, I HAD THIS BLOG for a while now….

The first time I saw Angie was very very early on my paparazzi days in 2007. I didn’t really even knew how to shoot, I am sure I shot on P settings with a 20D and 70-200mm/4.0f (instead of the 2.8). I was supposed to do video, not shoot. They sent the whole agency (like 15 photographers) just to shoot Angelina, it was very dumb. From all the photos, they used a couple of mine that I shot from a distance. But since it was early in my career, I didn’t even have a computer, so I do not have the originals. Here are the ones that Just Jared used way back in the day.
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The second time I saw her was dumb. I was sent to her house (on N Bronson Ave with Canyon Dr). We sat outside Angie’s/Brad’s house for a week, but they made all follows impossible. The one time we were able to follow, she ended up going to a red carpet event on Hollywood for the Kung Fu Panda movie, so it was a waste of a follow and of a day since tons of photographers were already waiting (including one from our same agency). I only got pictures from really far away, but did get a few good ones of Angie. I have been digging through my hard drive and can’t find the pictures of that day.

The third time I barely even have memory of it. They snuck her out through side doors on Terminal 4 at LAX and I only saw her from a distance. Pictures are from February 2nd, 2010.

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I only saw her once, and it didn’t even look like her. It was one of my latest most popular pictures that got paid well enough. A small frame was actually in the cover of several magazines and that’s because well… Lauper didn’t really look like herself. I believe that’s the same day I broke my record of most celebrity shots at LAX (more than 28). I wasn’t even interested in Lauper, but a friend of mine told me that she looked horrible and that I must take pictures of her. Jon Hamm and Katrina Bowden were going through LAX at the same time, so I only managed to take a few pics of Cyndi. Those fe pics were worth more than all that I shot that day. Pics are from January 31st, 2011, a few months before I quit the paparazzi gig.

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Those two pics resulted in a media frenzy…

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