Public Transportation x Random Thoughts

With the Exelero at the mechanic, I've had no other choice than to take the bus to the office.

This means waking up at the crack of dawn only to get their at the same time if I had left my place 2 hours later.

It also means sitting between to an old mexican dude and a leaky drip next to your seat.


Thoughts arise during these thought-provoking moments:


"Where can this old guy possibly be going?"

"Why did Missy Elliot win best Female rapper over Lil Mama at the BET Awards?"

"Isn't Lil Mama the new Missy Elliot?"


"What's good Keiysha?"


"When will they fix this #$#@ing leak?!"

"Eddie Smurphy u done fucked up. Scary Spice can have my child any time"

"You were robbed on Dancing with the Stars Mel...

ROBBED!!!"

Classic Convos - Knifestyles of the Rich and Famous

HER (1:50:14 PM): Botox may do more than diminish wrinkles. A new study suggests that the botulinum toxin -- the active ingredient in the skin treatment -- may move from its injection site to the brain.

ME (1:50:34 PM): HAHAHA

HER (1:52:52 PM): no wonder why everyone is stupid in hollywood

ME (1:53:28 PM): that was WAAAAY before Botox trust me

The Weekend Update - Hollywierd, Pete Wentz, Art Galleries, Weapons of Mass Design, GTA4, Basketball, Mother's Day

Of course some of these things don't seem to belong together in the same sentence, but when you're blogging, it's your job to not make sense...just posts.

Niko is my hero. GT4 Sells half a billion copies. Rockstar Games just BAUCED up on the industry. Pringle Stacks are everywhere for these guys. Let me know when you guys go public...I want shares. If you already are public, I'm firing my broker.


Saturday I went to Gallery 1988 where we saw the Weapons of Mass Design exhibit by Pete Gronquist. Definetly worth checkin out. Not to glorify war, but who WOULDN'T wanna blow away terrorists with a Chanel RPG? What??? Its gold plated and stylish. At least Cheney and Bush would get a break from all the flack over WMDs. Just leave poor Karl Lagerfield alone.

Pete Wentz was there and dropped like 10Gs on a few pieces. For most Moguls, much like pennies, parking your own car, and marriages without prenups, stickershock just doesn't exist to us. Just don't let that soon-to-be sis-in-law of yours near the D&G Uzi. She's not taking the Romo thing too well I hear.



Hollyweird...

Spidey on a cig break...CLASSIC


Puffy Chinese Olympic Promo Thingies

After tripping over curbs, some brief shopping, Crepes, street bartending, and the realization that H&M needs to step their game up in 08, it was on to more adventures...

Headed to LACMA for some drunken guerilla-photo blogging. No we will not use our cellphones outside the building. But I will flex my Mogul Steeze inside the building. As a matter of fact, our phones aren't going anywhere. Fall back, rent-a-cop. MY stacks pay for YOUR job...AND this building.

And we still got plenty of photos..WHAT??!?!


All that's missing is a giant clown standing next to this...well the little one standing there will have to do...


Interesting how the "sands of time" seem to always "erode" the noses and mouths of Egyptian statues off...Ancient Haters!!!


Honey I shrunk the Mogul



"The atrist's view of reality creates an entirely new world"
Words to live by.


Sunday spent some time with the Mogul Fam and cooked Momz some gourmet shizz. Watched the Lakers get shook by a Utah team that I've never had respect for since Karl Malone...so basically never. A 2-2 series at this point is below us, and I'm sure Kobe will make the state of Utah pay dearly for their crimes.

At any rate, I'm a well rounded Mogul, and I can cook pretty damn good. Of course Alfred could have cooked for us, but hey, Butlers have Moms too. Props to Danny B for the salmon recipie, and you know who on the German Potatoes.

On another note, I got my computer to ackrite again. I'll be doing graphics on my Dell until my Mac Book Pro is in my hands. Give me Apple or Give Me Death. PCs are for office cubicles and cash registers at movie theaters.

Mogul to Mogul - Randy Jackson

Welcome to my blog! You're probably here because you're:

A) A Mogul
B) Full of Steeze
C) Blessed by the heavens above like myself and have both
D) You're a hater and you wish you at least had A or B, and C let's face it...It ain't ever gonna happen.

In any case,

Its only been a few weeks working in Hollyweird, and already I'm running into all kinds of important people. Granted some are cool, some are Scientologists, and some are bums with iPods. Once in a while you run into some are balling outta control, and put me to shame in Catergory C. As much as I am not yet a mogul of their status, I just don't see the point of buying 4 pairs of $800 Chuck Taylors even if they're gold and encrusted with crystals and shizz. BTW, shout to Randy Jackson...(you still fly, dawg!)

Peep the flow...ran into The Dawg himself at H. Lorenzo (who has hands down the dopest kicks you've never seen--What's good Marlon) and got my network on, as most Moguls do. For Randy (A def Catergory C individual) to say that from Mogul to Mogul that he was feeling ya bois' steeze was an honor. Perhaps we will be doing business soon...perhaps he will forget me faster than Britney Spears can eat a hoagie. At any rate, I'm the one who's gotta stay hungry here.

We shall see what becomes of this.

Well I'm off...catch me in "my other car" pumpin that Maybach Music wit Rick Ross n Jay-Z...until my Maybach gets here!