July Month in Review

I know there's one more day left in the month, but I won't be able to have access to the internet tomorrow cause I'm gonna be up in the Antelope Valley for the weekend.

Speaking of that, fate, destiny or whatever you want to call it, picked the wrong time to start wild fires up in the mountains next to Palmdale and Acton yesterday. I really hope this doesn't affect my route going up to Lancaster cause I really, REALLY don't like driving up there via the 14 freeway. Honestly, I'm scared (not that Chuckie Finster scared) of driving on that highway, so thank God there's the Sierra highway as an alternative. They had to evacuate a lot of people living in the West side of Palmdale and moved them to evacuation centers, to get away from the smoke in the mountains next to their homes. Shoutout to the Los Angeles Fire Department for putting out this fire as soon as possible cause temperature will double since the Antelope Valley is in the desert and trust me, it gets VERY hot up there at this time. I say this cause I spent last summer up there working as a security guard for an unfinished Walgreens, which is already done right now when I was up there last week for the first time in a year. That place looks different, with no fences, no dirt and still the same old-ass Kmart next to it.

But other than that, last week was good. Almost great but good.

So last Thursday, I was invited to a taping in Malibu for the Madden NFL Pigskin Pro-Am event, which is a celebrity Flag Football event that will air on the NFL Network and possibly Sunday Night Football on NBC during the season. We had to meet at the Paramount Ranch in Agoura Hills to check in since this was a television taping. There were a lot of people dressed in NFL jerseys which made me think that it was 2004 all over again. I was surprised that there were more females and their kids than males that attended for this. We all had stand in line for 5 hours and it kept growing and growing every 20 minutes. Later the people from EA Sports, who were running and sponsoring the event came, check us in, and gave all of us T-shirts to wear while we're going to be on camera. They gave the first 400 (including myself) blue shirts and they gave the last 400 red shirts. The colors are going to be coordinated for each team during the that we have to "root and cheer" for.

Finally an hour later the buses came. I thought it was gonna be a shuttle since EA Sports and the NFL were sponsoring this, but unfortunately, it was a school bus. Now, I haven't been inside a school bus since April of 2006, when I went on a field trip to the Van Nuys Airport in 12th grade.

I didn't like to be with the people in the bus, since they spent the whole ride debating about which team is gonna have a better season and shit-talking about other people's favorite team.

We finally got there to the location, which is right across the Pacific Coast Highway from Pepperdine University. As we settled, one of the event coordinators gave us free bags of Doritos and said that we have to open them up as soon as one of the cameras pans towards us. That's some thing that Jay Leno should do again instead of hosting The Tonight Show right now, and I haven't even seen one episode of his second tenure.

Back to the event, the coordinator also told us that which ever team won, the fans representing that team gets a free copy of Madden 2011, which is not out yet until the second week of August. I was told before this that the first 800 people that showed up gets the free copy of the game, but we were never told before hand that we were gonna represent the teams and get the free game if whichever one wins. Almost every event lately this year has been doing this type of shit, telling everyone the information at the last fucking minute. Why am I upset about this? Cause our team gave up a lead by a last second touchdown at the end, in which we lost. That shit was staged of course, even though its gonna be on TV.

The best part of the whole thing was getting to see some hall of famers. Alot of Superbowl winning retirees were there, including Jerry Rice, Rod Woodsoon (who I already met two years ago and got an autograph from him), Joe Montana, Kurt Warner, Terrell Owens (who I also met four years ago in Oxnard back when the Cowboys used to have their training camp there), motherfuckin' DEION SANDERS (which I'm still surprised to see him in person) and some other athletes that I can't think for now. Now a Celebrity Flag football event isn't a Celebrity Flag Football event without....celebrities of course. Its mostly people that I've met many times that participated such as Stacey Keibler and Maria Menounos (who spent the whole damn game rushing on Kurt Warner when she's on Defense). Also there were some surprising stars that participated such as Quinton Aaron from The Blind Side, Shannon Elizabeth from the original American Pie, Craig Robinson, who will always be remembered as "the black dude from the Seth Rogen/Judd Apathow movies", James Van Der Beek who I haven't heard from since 2001, and also it was great to see Rich Eisen of the NFL Network as well. I could ask him to see if they can bring the NFL Network accessible to the San Fernando Valley already. Even though we didn't walk away with a video that I would've made a serious fortune out of, I kinda enjoyed the event. I meant, we got free Pizza from Papa Johns, free T-shirts that we can keep and we got to demo the game as well.

On Saturday, I went back to church for the first time in about a month and a half. Didn't stay too long for potluck cause there was an event called REBEL8 that was happening at Melrose. I found about this on Facebook and I decided to check it out since I had to be at the Hollywood Park in Inglewood later that night. It was at this place called De La Barracuda, which is a skate shop that's like Active and Val Surf. At the event, there's was a live graffiti show, free food and a huge trailer with the DJ playing some music. It was mostly a kickback party to me, but it was really a pre-party for an event later inside the store. Plus the members of the band Angels and Airwaves were there. I didn't stay to long cause I met some lady there who about in her early thirties who needed a lift to her place, so I offered her a ride, and the other reason was that there wasn't that much action there. It was just a kick back.

After I gave that lady a ride, I drove to one of my friend's house who lives right next to Inglewood. I haven't seen him in two years, and it felt like I just saw him last week. I stayed for about an hour cause I have to be at the Hollywood Park by 5PM. There was gonna be some Nigerian event there that I was assigned to take photos and video of. This was my first time going inside Hollywood park and that place looks old inside. I only took exterior pictures and not that much interior pictures cause I didn't want security to go on my ass and also, they have a casino inside.

It took three hours for the event to start, and it went on for a long time. It even continued when I left at 2AM. I was glad I got out of Inglewood safely on a Sunday morning. Then following that day, my sisters and I wanted to drive to Camarillo Premium Outlets. We were gonna take the 101 straight to there, but the traffic there was a mess on that freeway when we approached the 101/405 interchange, so I told my sister to continue down the 405 and get off Sunset Blvd. We then went through Brentwood, then Pacific Palisades and finally we got to the Pacific Coast Highway. I told her that we can get to Camarillo from the PCH as an alternative. Now as we got to Malibu on the PCH, there was a BUMPER TO BUMPER TRAFFIC ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON IN THE PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY. Very uncommon since that is something you'd see during rush hour. It lasted 45 minutes and then it cleared once we drove past the same area I was at that previous Thursday, right across from Pepperdine University. I've never driven past that point before and I didn't know what to expect on the upcoming road. During the long journey ,we drove by Zuma Beach, which I've never been to before and we also drove by Point Mugu, which looks dope as hell cause they have a little mountain made out of sand on the side of the road, like you're going snow sledding.

After getting lost for like 5 minutes, we finally made it to the outlets thanks to my common sense knowledge of living in Ventura County for the summer 4 years ago. They didn't have anything at the Nike Factory Store and plus the store got more brighter and more people started to come inside than before. I only got two T-shirts from the Nautica store for 25 dollars, probably the only decent store I'll shop at the next time I visit the outlets. Finally, we stopped at In-N-Out cause my little sister wants to get some food there and then we went home, making me miss living in Ventura County more, and I watched one the best Top Gear episodes I've ever, ever seen. It was brilliant.

Then the rest of the week got slow, didn't do that much except washing my American Apparel t-shirts three times by accident. Don't know why, but they're clean. By the way, major shoutout to my friend Stephen for hooking me up with the Thank Me Later Drake album. I had that shit on repeat six times. Enjoy turning 21 man.

You think you're cooler than me? Not this summer

The following two photos I'm about to show you took place this past weekend.

Demi Lovato during a free concert at the Glendale Galleria mall (which I didn't take)

The Lexus LF-A supercar preview showcase party at Lexus of Riverside

Unfortunately, I didn't go to neither of those events.

I could've took my sisters to see Demi Lovato perform since they both never saw a celebrity before and I also could've gotten at least $50 from taking photos, like the one above, of that performance. I'm still bitter about it. I can't wait till that Disney Channel expose' turns 18 next month (PLEASE don't get the wrong idea, I was making a humorous exaggeration).

I also would've gone to that event for the Lexus LF-A viewing party. Its Lexus first supercar that is competing against Ferrari and a bunch of other exotic cars that you'll only see in Beverly Hills. The LF-A is rumored to be worth around 300 grand to 400 grand, which is a lot for a Lexus. Those ads that they recently aired on TV when they tested the exhaust note noise next to a champagne glass really got me more interested in the car a lot more. I found out about that along with that show in Glendale on that Saturday, not the day before or the week before. It was all last minute shit.

The reason I didn't go was because I did something similar or even way better than those two I mentioned.

Last month my pops told me that one of my uncles is starting a little photography/videography service on the side from his nursing career and that he needed someone to help him whenever he has a event booked on that day. So he picked me up on Saturday cause he has a birthday party to cover. I thought that it was gonna be at Lancaster, but he said that its not up there, Lancaster is where he lives. He then told me that the party was gonna be all the way at Riverside. To myself, I was like "holy shit, that's far". Apparently the ride felt like it took a hour, even though its a two and a half hour drive over there from the Valley. During the trip, my uncle let me play around with his Nikon D5000 through out the ride. He said that he just got the camera and he was also surprised, VERY SURPRISED, when I told him that the camera takes High Definition video. He thought that the D5000 was just a regular camera, but it also take really stellar photos. My uncle also brought along his two kids who are around 5 years old. He brought them along cause he told me that the person who's throwing the party was for himself and his two year old son, that there's gonna be alot of kids there.

We finally made it to the place and the house is a MOTHERFUCKING MANSION! It was inside a residential neighborhood like the Knollwood Country Club where I live, but only 10 times better minus the golf courses. The house was on the cul-de-sac with a shitload of expensive cars piling up the street, which belonged to the invitees of the party. So we first loaded the equipment and gear off his Nissan Xterra, and then afterwards he then went to go look for parking.

I'm not playing around when I meant the place was like a mansion. There are a lot of these type of houses around my area that are extravagant and I've been to a few of them. This one however, is not even close. The backyard where the party took place was like a fuckin' mini-golf course, it just too large. The also has a balcony where you can access by going up the stairs from the side of the house, which is something I've never seen before at a home. And yes, there were a LOT of people there. I thought it was just Nigerians, but there were some whites and different races were there as well. I ask my uncle what he does the homeowner do for a living and he told me that he and his wife are Doctors. No wonder they got this nice place. I mean, this is a house would see on MTV Cribs for sure.

From 5pm to 2AM I was taking mad photos with the D5000 and shooting video using my uncle's Canon XL-1 professional camera. Yes, the party was really, really long, especially for a party with a lot of kids. Talking about the XL-1, that video camera was the shit back in 2001, about every filmmaker that time was using that camera and I alway wanted to play with it then. Now its way behind its time since there are video cameras that now shoot in full HD and store its content in Hard Drive disks, whereas the XL-1 is captured onto a mini DV tape. The D5000 was fun to use until the Nikon SB-600 flashgun that we attached to the camera was no longer functioning. I really dislike it when the power on flashguns go off when you take photos, which is why you should always bring a grip of batteries just in case, rechargeable batteries to save money.

I took some breaks in between during certain hours. I didn't like the food the served that much and plus they had free beer and a bartender there mixing margaritas and other drinks, so I just drank some sodas they had. I went inside the house to watch some TV that the other kids were watching. I can't even tell you how incredible the interior is inside, and of course there was a big screen HDTV system there, probably 5 to 10 inches greater than mine. At first I didn't give a shit on whatever they were watching cause I just wanted to sit on a couch that's very comfortable. I was ready to go back to my work until one of the teenagers that was there switched the channels to the NFL Network and in the NFL Network, they were showing something that definately caught my attention.

THEY WERE SHOWING THE ACTUAL, AUTHENTIC BROADCAST OF SUPERBOWL XXIII FROM 1989!

I'm not talking about some 30-minute highlight reel with narration from NFL Films. This is the real fucking deal here, with the old school NFL on NBC graphics and commentary from Dick Enberg and Merlin Olsen. This was between the Forty-Niners back when they owned the league that time and the Cincinnati Bengals back when Chad Johnson was in sixth grade. I'd never thought they would show this on television again since the licensing to re-play the actual broadcast of NFL games is crazy expensive, but then again, its the NFL Network, a channel that 80% of the San Fernando Valley can't get, as well as a large percentage of Los Angeles unless you had Direct TV, which they had at the mansion. Fucking ass Time Warner not carrying the NFL Network. The dude had a replica of the World Cup trophy in the room as well, which is tight as fuck. I couldn't stay to watch the 4th quarter drive comeback cause I had to go finish doing work.

The party was still going on at 2AM when we left. I got $100 for covering it, which I really didn't mind since its money either way. It took us a while to get back to the Valley due to the traffic and a shit load of construction in like every freeway. I got home at around 4AM and I still felt awake from drinking all that soda. I didn't take photos of my own with my camera cause my brother has been using it for a while.

On Sunday, I wanted to go out with my brother to Hollywood to pick up some CD's, but he said that he wasn't able to do it today. So I called up one of my old friends from Pierce to see if she's down to chill. I haven't seen her since January of this year and she's been very busy for a while so I wanted to see how she's been. I drove to her place in the Thousand Oaks/Westlake Village area to pick her up, and then we went to the Topanga mall to see what was there to do. Prior to that, we stopped at the Westfield Promenade I bought a Lakers Draft day cap a Dicks Sporting goods there, but I returned it the next day cause the fitted was supported with elastic and it made my head feel compacted and it bothered me when I wore it the whole day. We we got to Topanga, the parking garage was so full, I had to park at the top level. I've been to this mall many, many times and I've never parked on the top level of the garage. I'm sure many people wanted to park inside the garage due to the temperature in the mid to high 90's that day, and Woodland Hills/Canoga is one of the HOTTEST places in the Valley. I bought my friend and myself some Frozen Yogurt from Pinkberry, which is freakin' delicious, and I bought myself some Panda Express, which I spent 10 dollars on, but it was a tad worth it.

After that, we walked around the mall just like we used to back when I was at Pierce in 2008, checking out the Apple Store, Sony Style and Urban Outfitters, which I didn't notice despite the fact that I went to Westfield Topanga three times in a four week span. The store had some decent clothes, something that you would see aspiring student filmmakers and graphic designers wear. The last time I went to Urban Outfitters was in the one at Burbank last year. Then when we finished, we got on the 101 Freeway and I drove her back to her place.

Since I was in Ventura County, I decided to see if my other friend was at his place in Simi Valley so that I can pick up my Barcelona Olympic Air Force 180s that I let him borrow last month. It took me less than 10 minutes to get to his place from the Thousand Oaks/Westlake Village area. We then chilled for a bit at his place, watched some freestlyle rap performances as well as the first episode of the new, current Top Gear from 2002, discovered a private country club in Northern Simi Valley, and walked to this park near his place to shoot some hoops. The park is really nice, but the disturbing part was when 4 high school kids came onto the court shirtless like their pretending to be either the cast of the Twilight Saga, Abercrombie and Fitch models, or the males of the Jersey Shore. Very embarrassing. After that, I left to my house only to find that on my way, the 118 was hella jammed before my exit off Balboa Boulevard due to some irregular activity being handled by the CHP. It was a good thing I was close to the Reseda Boulevard exit so I got off there instead.

I completed my night by watching the new episode of Top Gear that was just aired in Britain earlier via Streetfire.net. That episode was so damn funny and great at all levels. Jeremy Clarkson test driving convertible versions of the Porsche 911 and a Audi R8 with a fuckin' fine ass blonde chick who looks like he stole from one of The Sun's Page 3 models. I think he made her wet from doing all those turns with both cars. The best part was when Andy Garcia was the celebrity guest that night, which his way cooler. I saw the dude twice at the Staples Center during the NBA Finals, and I was surprised that he likes to watch Top Gear as well as being a Lakers fan. Bottom line, that was the funniest episode I've seen so far.

That was one of those rare great weekends unlike those other weekends I had recently. Major shoutout and thanks to my friends Tiffany and Jeremy for taking their time off to be with, and shoutout to Westfield Topanga and Ventura County for making my Sunday great. Its been a while since I wrote on stuff that I actually did as opposed to just headlines. To me, that is what the summer is about, having a lot of fun. I sure as hell had fun this past weekend, even though I picked a mansion party over seeing a superstar and a supercar.

Let me take you back to 1997.....

Back when SUVs started to take over the roads more, Blockbuster Music was in existence, Sean "Puff Daddy" Combs was in his 20's along with his homeboy Mase still rapping and 85% of the publishers on Tumblr right now were still teething and sucking nipples for milk. Back when Mike Piazza was still with the Dodgers, the Macintosh was hard to find and get(cause they sucked and only schools had them), and Tommy Hillfiger and Nautica ruled the cold world. Finally, back when it cost extra to add the Disney Channel to your premium cable package, unless you had a Blackbox.

Speaking of childhood nostalgia, this is what I'm getting at.

Remember this shit? I'm sure as hell you do.

I moved to Granada Hills from North Hollywood in the fall of that year. My first time living in an upscale home with stairs, a wet bar and a Jacuzzi (which doesn't fuckin' work anymore). My sister, brother and I didn't go to the same elementary schools for some reason when school started. Every where I go, I'd see kids in their schools with these damn glasses. I had to get one in order to fit in with the youth of that portion of the San Fernando Valley.

So like every nine-year-old kid, I did what ever I can to make my mom get me those specks. I could've easily gone down to the former Blockbuster Video store that used to be near my house since they participated with the tie-in that Nickelodeon sponsored, but keep in mind that this was the mid to late 90's and I was the one of the only few black kids living in the Knollwood Country Club homes that time. Plus I never walked alone at that age. I made my mom finally got a box of cereal that came with the glasses. Keep in mind I don't eat cereal but this was very crucial and I told her that it can be for my younger sister since she ate almost everything that time. Those glasses looked fucking perfect and sexy when I looked at them up close. Damn, this was when Home Improvement was still one of the hottest TV shows that time and Titanic wasn't gonna come out and blow up the box office in a few weeks.

Now these glasses were supposed to be used to watch 3-D episodes of a weeks worth of Nickelodeon programs. A week before that, my siblings and I had to stay at this married couple's house in Sylmar (my first of many times to visit that town) to watch us for the weekend cause my parents were going out of town (why can't they do that more often nowadays). I took these glasses everywhere I went, including those people's house. Unfortunately, me still being a young kid, I accidentally lost them over there so I wasn't able to view those Nickelodeon shows in 3-D when they were broadcasted. I managed to get another pair and when those episodes were on repeats, they still weren't on 3-D. Cause the network made those re-runs into standard regular 2-D versions as opposed to the 3-D versions that they telecasted before that. Then I misplaced those glasses again later.

This was the the 3-D craze that I knew, way before the overrated shit that's been happening now. About every film that's out now is in 3-D thanks to James Cameron's Avatar flick, which I saw only the first 5 minutes on some photographer's iPad back in May, minus the 3-D. Now Sony is already releasing flat screen Bravia televisions that are 3-D ready and the glasses for those TVs' are worth over, I shit you not, $150. I tried them out at the Sony Style in Topanga mall a few weeks ago and it only works a little bit. Waste of money for both the TV and the glasses. Plus, its overrated. I mean, there are many people out there who are either blind or those that can see but have very poor vision or can only see with one eye. You get the idea.

So finally, it looks like Three Dimension is gonna be a new standard format from now on. From the Princess Leia-style hologram trick that CNN did during the 2008 election broadcast to the World Cup itself being broadcasted in 3-D. To me, its only cool for only 5 minutes and then you get tired of it. When you're a kid, its cool to them for a long time until they realize how far they've gone in their lives.

Miles Austin wins...for now

Let's hope the "Kardashian Victory luck" gets his team a ninth appearance at the Super Bowl, which will take place at his hometown stadium, "Jerry's World", next year.

By the way, on Tuesday I was gonna write and post this along with the review of the All Star game that the National League finally won and making an WCW/nWo reference to Zydrunas Ilgauskas signing with the Miami Heat to play along with his former teammate Lebron James. Apparently, the site kept messing up like it had a virus or something so I decided to re-make this posting about Miles Austin dating Kim Kardashian, which sucks to me, instead of throwing in other sports to make this into a SportsCenter style posting. Plus she looks so fucking fine in these photos.

Mad Mel: Beyond Belief

This is somewhat of a disclaimer.

I don't think most of you follow celebrity gossip or tabloid journalism or have never met an A-lister before cause either A) You don't have the time and the interest to read what been going on with a popular actor or musician, and B) You don't know them personally, even when they get married or pass away. The reason I say that is cause I live in Los Angeles the entire time, well mostly the San Fernando Valley for 22 years of my life. This city is known for where the films and the music videos are made at, which 60% of it were made in the valley. There are many people out there in small unheard towns in this country, if not, different countries of the world, who are dying or willing to give up their lives just to see their favorite stars in person and from living here, I've had the experience of meeting a portion of them in person, which is really nothing to a Los Angeles citizen.

This is one of the reasons why I always find myself writing about a celebrity or posting a photo on here (which majority of the time is a photo I never shot unless it says JUSTFORSNEAKS ENT. on it) about them. I usually write the events that happened towards myself, but since this month is very slow, I decided to keep this site alive by writing about some interesting current events from my perspective. In fact, this month is so slow that I only took three photos this month. Yes, THREE freakin' photos. Two at Topanga mall on July 1st with a friend of mine, and one of this squirrel on top of a trash bin at Pierce College last week. I usually would've gotten 150 at least by now for this month, but this is pretty much a break from all the crazy events I had to do last month.

Again, to keep this short, I know majority of you don't follow up with celebrity news cause its very obvious that the stars always wind up in some sort of trouble that land thems in court, which TMZ has emphasized this brand of journalism from the past five years. Its coincidental cause one of their first news stories was the Mel Gibson DUI incident from 2006, where he said some inappropriate antisemetic stuff towards the Jewish community to the officer that stopped him after being under arrest.

Fast forward to the present, Mel Gibson is now in trouble again cause he was accused of physically abusing his Russian-American model girlfriend. She recorded both their telephone conversations which the press got a hold of. I wasn't interested in this story at first but after I heard the audio file of the recorded conversation from a link that some random person posted up on Twitter, I couldn't tell if he was rehearsing a screenplay for his next film role or if shit was legit. From the tone of his voice, the dude was going off and I mean he was lashing out to his girlfriend on the phone. He said some to her stuff that would make a guy cry, except me cause I heard some terrible shit people said to me in the past and I'm used to it already.

Bottom Line, Mel Gibson is a celebrity. Celebrities fuck up alot in real life. Therefore, Mel Gibson done fucked up and there were signs that proved it. After hearing the audiotape and the headline of this mess, now we all know what women don't want. A man whose brave enough and has the heart to unleash lethal words and use their parts of the body as weapons. In the end, payback will be a bitch for him.

In the White Heat (jersey) of that Night

Lebron James was just minding his own business by making business signing with Pat Riley's Miami Heat ball club on Friday.

I'm not gonna say very much about all this, which I might by accident. Hell, it took me two days to come up with a title for this since I had 25 different references that go with the words Miami and Heat. I would've titled this "The Miami Rebound Machine", but Gloria Estefan is a season ticket holder for the team. I also would've titled this "Khloe and Kourtney Take Lebron and Bosh to Miami" but Khloe Kardashian-Odom is married and Kourtney Kardashian is a mother so they wouldn't have time to do that, or I could've used "Three C-Heat", but I might still have to have Pat Riley's permission to use that as a title, even though its his team.

I'm gonna wait until I see some performance in the American Airlines Arena that these three will produce on the hardwood court during the regular season. After that, then I'll say what I feel about the team. Plus, that hour long special with a 75 MINUTE COMMERCIAL FREE SPORTSCENTER FOLLOWING THAT wasn't really necessary, but then again, this is about a 25 year old celebrity athlete who signed a $93 million dollar Nike contract (which is more than Michael Jordan's rookie Nike contract) during his start in the pros, which he also gets thrown into major exposure and heated (no pun intended) debates in sports bars and videos on the internet that featured Kobe Bryant or Michael Jordan.

Not many people liked his "decision", especially those who followed and looked up to him since day one back in 2003. The first time I heard of Lebron James was right after I came back from spending the first two weeks of June in Nigeria with my family that year. I went to Cleveland High School the month after, which was around the time Kobe got accused in that "incident" in Eagle, Colorado. Everywhere I went around the campus, I'd always see some dude or girl wearing a jersey that says Cleveland on the front and JAMES 23 in the back. I thought it was some student athlete that died during the regular school year, but it was an NBA jersey instead of the school jersey. Keep in mind, I wasn't into the NBA that much back then. I only focused on the Lakers since they were the most talked about team that time, despite being eliminated from the playoffs courtesy of the San Antonio Spurs.

As the months went on later that year during my Sophomore year at Kennedy High, I keep hearing about Lebron everywhere in the newspapers, Sports Illustrated magazines, Nike Commercials, the Laker games (when they had Malone and Payton) I'd be watching whenever Stu Lantz and Paul Sunderland (before he left and got replaced by Joel Meyers cause Paul subbed for the late Chick Hearn after he passed on in 2002) would always bring him up which made me get more interested in the NBA more. The jersey craze was poppin' that year, and people would be wearing different $300 throwback Lebron Cavaliers jerseys along with some Air Force Ones or some Air Zoom Generations, which is his first Nike shoe.

Now that's no longer a reality as people disowned those Lebron Cavaliers' jerseys with lighters and pyromania as well as sneakers being too unaffordable during this recession. Hell, even the owner of the Cavs went off on his ex-player by writing an emotional letter displaying his true colors towards Lebron's decision. Dan Gilbert, the owner of the Cavs, wasn't supposed to do that cause Lebron is legally a free agent and not under contract, but that's how Cleveland sports fans have been displaying their emotions through out the years aside from pro Basketball. If they want to break this "losing curse streak", the town's sports franchises just need to make very smart decisions, which is what the offseason is for. I hope the addition of Bryon Scott as a head coach and his experience in the playoffs of both a head coach and a former player will head adapt to the team, as well as the front office moving on with trying to avoid the loss of attendance revenue for the 2010-11 season. Same goes with the Indians and the Browns front office staff and players. They just need to keep staying focused more than they have been and do what ever they can to erase the doubts and earned the respect they must've had sometime in the past.

Sure, Lebron left his hometown to jump ship all the way down to South Beach and yes, that he upset his fans that grew with him for the past 8 years. To him, its about what he feels its best to just win some games so that he'll probably end those hot topic debates and those "playground bully jokes" on how he doesn't have any rings and that type of shit. Call him whatever you want, but just remember that he was very fortunate enough to get in the pros and got all the perks with that as a underage kid which is no longer valid nowadays in the NBA.

One last thing before I retire for the night on this slow ass weekend. Dwayne Wade should tell Lebron the difference between the white powder he uses for his pre-game ritual at the arenas to the crowd and the "other white powder" South Beach citizens use for their "post-game rituals" at the clubs on Ocean Drive. Shit, I could go on all day with the Miami jokes.

Jennifer Aniston is finally taken

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Birthdays are the worst days and so are holidays

First off, its Independence Day today, or "Fourth of July" to not confuse with the Will Smith flick. Then tomorrow its Independence Day II: the vacation version, in which all post offices, banks, courthouses and libraries will be closed tomorrow.

Why an extra holiday? Because certain Americans who are lucky and blessed to have a job (shoutout to those hard workers by the way) will be drunk and way too hungover to fight traffic in their dry-cleaned suits from the previous day that contained Budweisers, Barbecue sauces and sweat from staying up all night long in the waiting room of the ER to wait for the doctors and surgeons to treat their 15-year-old son's hands that was blown up while thinking he can set off a fireworks set he bought in Palmdale. Yeah, great parenting skills, along with your daughter becoming pregnant before her high school senior year and having your son "come out of the closet" are pretty much standard in these certain parts of the United States. Plus they'll also be too hungover to claim a traffic violation in court, too hungover to mail off a package to a your half cousin in New England in the Post Office, too hungover to withdraw that money from your savings in the bank to pay off a bet you lost from a recent World Cup game, and too hungover to stream porn on your Macbook Pro via Wi-Fi in the private study booth at the public library. That's why we, I mean they, got an extra day off on Monday.

Now that I got that out of the way, I wanna bring up something that occurred last Friday. On July 2, Lindsay Lohan just turned 24. On the morning of her birthday, which is 3AM on a Friday, she went to a bar or a restaurant and while she was there she all of a sudden got punched by a waitress who works at the bar or restaurant. After I read the headline at first I though it was just a typical Lindsay Lohan wasted episode of her life, but when they said that its happened on her birthday, of all 364 days in the calendar, I then thought to myself that this is gonna go on for a long time with lawsuits and everything else we get tired off. Now I could say alot about this event, but I already heard enough for the past 5 years.

I'm used to seeing this Lindsay on the cover of the GQ magazine I'm holding when I bought in 11th grade, instead of this current one (I took this photo last week on my webcam) If I had a chance to, I'd go back to 2004, at the premiere of Mean Girls in Hollywood. I'd move past the Paparazzi and the media press, in my Mitchell and Ness Randall Cunningham throwback Eagles Jersey, large oversized Sean John jeans and Funkmaster Flex signature Lugz boots. Security will go up to me and I'll tell them that I need to speak to Lindsay and its really important. I'd bribe them with Lakers tickets (hey, its my fantasy). I'd shove her current ex Wilmer Valderama out of the way, go up to Lindsay, pose for a quick photo and I tell her "Lindasy, as great as you are right now, keep making movies and STAY HOME. Trust me, you won't regret it." After that, I'd pose for another picture and she'd autograph the back of my Sidekick II, which I stole from someone's gift bag while they were setting up the afterparty for the premiere.

At the end, she's a celebrity. Like I said in the past, they're regular people, going through shit we dealt with, only to do outlandish violations just to only get attention and have their publicists sell a story to the press. Now I hope future Disney Channel stars are reading this and taking notes to avoid getting an electronic device monitor attached to one of their legs.

You better shake Michelle's hand

otherwise the President of the United States will send Secretary of Defense Chuck Norris to Roundhouse kick your ass for not showing salutations to his wife, the First Lady.

Welcome to the Real World and my new layout

A lot happened on July 1. Fares for the MTA Public Transportation here in Los Angeles goes up. About 300 city workers get pink slips, which really sucks. New laws go into affect among other things.

But I'm not that concerned about the stuff I just mentioned. July 1st is the absolute mid point of the year. Its the midterm of how far you've reached you planned goals and resolutions that you made and should've kept since January 1. Plus its also a time when those who just graduated high school, like my little brother, start enduring the "rest of their lives" in this "wonderful place" we call the Real World. What that means is that once you enter college or a university for that matter, everything that applied to you back in high school, such as being in the Principal's Honor Roll for 4 years or maintaining a 4.1 GPA at the least from 9th grade to 12th grade or the Academic Decathalon award you finally got your school to win, won't even matter once you step into the big leagues. No one is gonna give a shit about the latest trend you wear or your commentary you publish in the University newspaper about saving the lemon orchards next to the campus from being torn down to build a new parking structure. Everyone there is mostly full of themselves just trying to make sure they have all their units matched to their major requirements. They don't have time for any of that extracurricular stuff that's provided by the universities, cause that shit only attracts college freshmen.

Reason being is that the college life is full of people of all ages and walks of life, not just people in their late teens and early twenties. These are the type of people who you'll most likely run into and keep in mind I'm not judging by one particular race, whereas this applies to just about every different type of person. You mostly see:

-Full time mothers

-underage high school kids looking to graduate college at 18 years old

-strippers who will not admit they're strippers

-9 to 5 gen-x'ers who are looking to make more money

-retirees who are bored with their lives

-foreign immigrants who are twice as old as you

-former top execs who got affected by the recession

-a nursing student from an outside vocational school

-a retail store assistant manager who's always late for class

-that one dude who challenges the instructor, and walks him to the car after class to continue the debate

-that one attractive bombshell you keep turning your head to every 4 minutes

-a group of people who's the same age as you that you'll only see in the first two weeks of class and disappear all of a sudden

and other types of people who you'll never expect to see in a high school

So there you have it class of 2010 students. Use great advantage at the school you spent studying your ass off for its SAT requirements and your parents lifesavings that they could've used to by themselves that yacht to use at Marina Del Rey, or that new Mercedes-Benz SL convertible to use while they driving along the coast of the PCH (Pacific Coast Highway) during their holidays. Oh and PLEASE don't give your camera or allow cameras at binge drinking frat parties for the risk of those drunk photos of yourself winding up on Facebook with your future employers lurking at your profile as a background check.

Well, onto the next six months.

Oh and by the way, I made a new layout since its been exactly one year that I had this Blogspot. Time is certainty an understatement that shouldn't be taken for granted.