Stumble, Don’t Rumble, Cuz You Might Get Killed


Happy Sunday everyone and what a long weekend it was. Let me start of with saying how good it feels to be relaxing on my futon right now watching a Law & Order SVU marathon right now haha.

So Friday night really got my mind working on ideas for this blog. I went on an adventure down to the 805 to visit my old stomping grounds of Camarillo. It’s crazy to think that a year a half has gone by since I have been there and I can still run into people I used to know at the same places I used to hangout. This can be a good and bad thing. The good thing is that I made some amazing friends in that town and it is really refreshing that after not seeing or speaking to them in over a year I can bump into them and it’s like no time has passed. The bad thing? Well, with making friends comes making enemies, and I’ve made a few of those too. What I find absolutely HILARIOUS is that after almost two years of not seeing or speaking to me, someone who didn’t like me back then, could still not like me now. This isn’t true for everyone of course, I did run into one girl who I had a falling out with, and we hashed it out and things got put to rest and that was nice. But this other girl, who is a few years older than me, comes up to my and my friend Sean and he introduces us. That’s how insignificant the fight was, he literally forgot we even knew each other, and she gave me the dirtiest look and walked away. Him and I laughed about it and brushed it off but it got me thinking about how small minded some people are. There are people all over this world who are struggling with disease, addiction, death of loved ones, the list goes on, and you’re holding onto a grudge no one can even remember? That is the joy in hitting rock bottom and finding your way back though, you start to appreciate the little things, and let go of the things that really aren’t worth it.

Moving on, to Saturday night, what an amazing show. I don’t know how many of you have heard of the band Pepper but they are pretty rad! They’ve been around for a while, sound similar to Sublime, and they are HOT. Of course the concert was at Avalon in Hollywood so it was all standing no seating which leads to dealing with rude tall people who like to stand RIGHT in front of you. For those of you who don’t know me, I get a little feisty after a few drinks, and last night the gin and tonics were flowin through me. At one point this group of three (one guy two girls) push past us and stand right in front of not only us but also this nice couple standing next to us. This is when Alyson and I start to take action. We are dancing and moving around and bumping into them, you know just trying to get them to take a hint, but still keep it light and fun. That’s when the guy looks to Alyson and says “can you move you’re bumping into us” super serious tone. So I step in and say to him and his blonde girlfriend “we were here first and you had no problem pushing us out of the way so how do you like it? You’re not just blocking us but this couple behind you. We all got here hours ago so how bout you move”. Then Donna from That 70s Show turned Orange is the New Black steps up to me, gets in my face, and says “hey leave my sister alone she has never been here before.” I went on to say that I’m not sure what that has to do with anything but she is like 10 years older than me so it would be pretty embarrassing for her if she fought me. She turned and they didn’t move kept ignoring us as we continued dancing and messing around, finally the guy told Alyson to “knock it off, seriously” and called me a fucking weirdo! This guy was like 40! So I pulled the super upset/offended card: “wow I can’t believe you just called me a weirdo that is seriously so rude like what is wrong with you don’t you have manners?” That’s when he apologized and they walked away. VICTORY IS OURS!

We ended the night on the Bardot Terrace watching Mat Sonne DJ, drinking, and dancing the night away! Hope your weekend was as enjoyable as mine!



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