Losing Weight?

I woke up this Sunday morning happy and impressed that I was losing weight. I know I don't look like I'm losing any weight at all but I surely have! I'm really proud of myself and wanted to share with everyone out there that it's possible to get anything done as long as your presistant with your goals. I was up to a 3XL in clothes and I'm back into a 2XL. Working on getting to a 1XL. I want to thank everyone who's been watching my unscripted life and reading my books. You guys totally Rock! Stay Inspired and Keep Writing!

Recycling on a Film Set

Thought I would share one of my stories from working on Film Sets in Hollywood. You all know that I have written a book about running a security team for the Entertainment Industry and worked on tons and I mean tons of movies, music videos TV shows and even done some private parties. I even had the weird experience doing the under the radar services for many celebs in Hollywood pretty much like Ray Donovan. I will be posting more experiences working on film sets with a touch of my personal life. Stay tuned and stay inspired!

$800, for 5 mins!

So here we are smack middle in Downtown LA, it's dark, tons of fans and paparazzi everywhere. I have the fun post of being next to set as they do the rain scene for this Back Street Boy music video. I don't get offer an umbrella instead I'm given a small grocery plastic bag to help keep me dry from the fake rain. Don't get me wrong, I love being by set when they film, but at least I would like to be prepared for this rain.

I lost count on how many takes they done for this shot without the Director shouting cut after the girl on the stretcher not staying still. The girl's only part in this video is play a dead body. The beginning shot of this video is the paramedics pushing in a body into the hospital (which is really the hotel) but the lady won't sit still. The extra is complaining about the rain getting into her nose and ears. They tried covering her face with the sheets but the lady is complaining about it feels like she's drowning. They try the plugs for her ears and nose but still the lady won't lie dead on the stretcher. Now mind you even though the scene is only a few seconds on the video it's a longer shot here as they film.

I think it's been over 45 minutes just for this one shot. The frustration of the Director finally got the better of him as he screamed at the extra, and replaced her with some guy. But that didn't seem to work either. The guy wasn't able to pull off the scene either with out flinching from the rain pouring on his face. After many unsuccessful shots they ended up pulling the guy off and that's when I heard the 1st AD shout out. "Were offering $800 for 5 Min's. All you have to do is play dead!" Heck I can play dead in the rain for 5 minutes for that amount of money. But they weren't looking for a Mexican or a heavy set Mexican that is. So I was shit out of luck. This older man was chosen and he did want the other 2 weren't able to do.

I know this isn't such a big thing but people wonder why filming takes so long. This is a perfect example of a Director who wants everything perfect down to the lighting to the effects and to the people who play dead.

From the 31 hour shift I did on this job, I came out pretty hefty on the money side; I say I made out just perfect myself.

Game Stop needs to train their Employees!

We all have shopped at game stop once in our lifetime, most of us more than others. Since there are no more huge video chain stores I either have the option to use Red Box which has a very limited selection of games and not many of the new game releases. Then there’s Gamefly which it’s pretty rare you get a new game on release date. So Game stop is the one place where you can get the new releases and used games at anytime. I have nothing against Game stop, I like their selection of games but their prices don’t really drop unless they have many returns on a popular game. What I really hate and I don’t think I’m alone on this subject is Game stop really needs to train their employees. There have been many times where I talk to some of the employees about games and they have this dumbfounded look on  their face as if whatever I was talking about just went over their head. This happens more with the female employees that work there. Now I have nothing against girls and games, lets make that  clear. I game with many girls on the xbox. But the many girls that have helped me at Game stop have no clue what character is for what game. This one girl tried to play it off and mentioned how she liked the black player Charles Barkley in the new Madden 25 game because his defense skills are strong in the goal area. Really? I didn’t know that EA had their basketball players intertwined with their football game and have goalies. I understand why Game stop would have an attractive blond early 20 something in their store. Gamers dig hot chicks. But if this hot chick isn’t offering anything more in the backroom then she better have a clue to what games are good especially if I’m going to be dropping $60 plus bucks on games and equipment. I done the whole management thing and understand putting the right people in the front to attract customers. I remember working at this restaurant and the manager wanted me to place all the fat workers closest to the window so when potential customers walked by they would say “the food must be good here, look at the employees” and it would bring business to the joint.; and it did. But at least give them some knowledge of gaming! I went to another game stop and this guy straight out from the military was working the counter. You would think this guy would have some knowledge of video games. He didn’t. His response was. “I don’t play video games”. How do you work in a game store and not play video games? That’s like a vegetarian working in a burger joint. I don’t eat meat yet I cook burgers? How does that work? How does game stop get customers if their employees don’t play what they sell? I know a few years back there was a time where every game stop employee knew the ins and outs of games and what to get and what not to get. I think game stop needs to invest some time on their employees and not worry so much about next generations consoles, this way majority of their employees could be game savvy.

Having 2 sons that are special needs

Back in 2008 when my younger son was diagnosed with Autism, I had no clue what it was. I read many books, looked up hours and hours of videos. Read over hundreds of different blogs from other parents that also have children with special needs. But after doing tons of research I came up with one conclusion. No one actually has an answer on how to deal with a child with special needs. The only best advice I have heard from anyone is have patience. Patience was the answer everyone came up with. even today Patience is advised to many parents. Other parents say medical treatment is a better answer but I don't feel the need to have my boys on Meds. Now when I say boys I mean both my older and younger son's are considered special needs. My oldest son was diagnosed a few weeks ago. They say he doesn't have Autism but is special needs. To this day I'm not sure what the difference is. My oldest son who's 10 shows his special needs with aggression as to appose my younger son who's 7 shows a different sign of his special needs by not sitting in one place for too long and jumping around and always moving. I found ways to keep my younger son distracted by letting him play with the ipad or on xbox. He sure loves his Minecraft. I know many parents are against video games but i think minecraft helps with counting and using skills he would use at school. I love that my son is creative in his video game world. My older son, I tried so many things but his anger blows to fast and anyone near him will take most of the heap of it. My oldest son is like Bruce Banner, one second he's calm and the very next he's green and mean! The damage my older son has done in the household has put a hefty price on our finances.

I know what everyone's thinking, "Well your a writer, you can afford it". Just because I'm a self published writer doesn't mean I'm flowing with riches. Yes I could of went with a publisher a few years back for my "Life After Wrap" book but the conditions the publishers gave me just wasn't what i wanted my Bio book to go. The 4 books that I have published make enough for me to stay home and take care of the kids while my girl works her job. You also have to remember I have a family of 7 so money goes really fast in this house. Where some people advise taking them places I look out the long run. going to the movies or any other festivities can cost around $100 just for one day. As in I can buy my kids a gold account for their xbox for a year family plan for only $50. A year of letting them watch Netflix and play xbox live with their friends oppose to one day of fun. The yearly gaming pass wins.

For now, the only thing I can do is be patient with both boys and try to drain their energy with my 5 mile walks which I can't always have them go cause of their tantrums. (Ever see a grown boy throw himself to the ground yelling and screaming in public?) Both boys have short attention spans and too much energy. You mix that with 3 sisters and it adds up to crazyness! I know some people have said I should put my kids in daycare and go get a job. Already tried that route. My older son has been kicked out of 2 places. Which I also had to walk out of 1 interview for a job while in process.

I'm always looking for feedback so if you have any ideas on how to deal with two kids with special needs, I'm all ears. It's frustrating at times. Dealing with the boys, writing my 5th book and trying to make an social media name is hard. I used to read comic books when I felt overloaded, cause the books always took me to another place where I don't have to hear screaming 24/7. But since I rather not spend money on something I don't need i play xbox. So many times you may seem me playing games where I can blow stuff up is my way of showing letting out my frustration. I think many parents feel the same and have gone through the same as myself and my girl have gone through. It's rough at times. I think not having a social life also has it's toll. I don't have many friends in the real world as to the internet or gaming world. Me and the girl try to have our date night here and there but finding a babysitter is impossible. We have to rely on my girl's dad who isn't really reliable. So our date night is having a family night watching movies either on Demand or Netflix.

I was told that twitter is the place to find the same circle that your in. Tons of Authors and Writers promoting their works just as you are. And that's all they are doing is promoting their work. The years I have been using the social media to network I only have come across only  a handful of good people out there. I learned that not too many writers like to help or give advice or network or even bounce off ideas with other writers. It's like Hollywood. Not many like to network or help cause that's one more writer who's out there in this hard competition world we live in. For example when I offered free publicity for my youtube channel I had many Authors and writers telling me that I don't have enough views on my page for their work to be on my channel. But like I said, there are many that I have met who really have helped in many ways. I have even met some cool parents in the special needs world that are helpful but like the writers on twitter there's not many parents that give feedback or help. Many of you know that my Adventures of One Sock book is based off my son's life who has Autism, and many of the special needs parents out there feedback was "It's not too Autism enough". Thanks for the positive feedback.

There's a few things I know. I won't stop making sure my kids don't feel different and have fun in their summer break. My girl and I won't stop trying to have date night. I won't stop networking with other creative folks in the social media. I would say I won't stop talking to other parents about kids with special needs cause I don't talk with any parents about this subject. Maybe my different books or opinions turn them off? I don't know.

The biggest thing I also do know is I will never stop creating and writing and loving my kids for who they are no matter what kind of problems they have in their lives.

I want to thank everyone who listened to my rant and everyone who's bought and supported my books. You guys are just too awesome!

My Vlogs

I've been getting many people asking me why em I doing a vlog on youtube. Well as many of you know I used to do a blogtalkradio show, but after awhile I stop then continued and stopped again. I might go back to blogtalkradio again, but then I was told to just do vlogs on youtube. Now just to let people know, I'm not doing youtube for money or to get 15 mins of fame. I think of youtube as blogtalkradio just without the live audience and live chat room. Another reason why I have been doing more on my youtube channel is to post the short films that I will be making very soon. Plus I game a lot, and so I will also be posting some game footages on my youtube channel. There are so many more talented people than me out there in the youtube world. I just like that I can use youtube as another outlet to voice my opinion and for my writing. I want to thank many people who have been watching and sending me emails. I will be posting more vlogs and as I said working on posting some short films in the future. I am a stay at home Dad and using every available device I can to get my creative work out there. Stay inspired everyone and never stop creating and believing in your dreams.

My Video Podcast

Many of you know that I was doing a Radio broadcast on Blog talk radio. I stopped doing the show a few months ago, everyone kept asking when I was going to do another live podcast show. So I figured I would come back but this time do a video version of the show and instead of calling the show Securityfiles I am calling it "Daddy Tales". This podcast will focus on my books and writing tips as well as promote other Artist whether they are a writer or have a book out. I  Feel this is my way in helping others with their craft and getting the word out there. I'm a true believer of Networking with one another. So far I have only done 2 podcast but working on another after I write this blog. I think this is a great way to express myself and show other people who are just getting into the craft of writing that they are not alone with the whole writers block and motivation and inspiration with writing. Check out my show and feel free to leave a comment and let me know how I'm doing; also don't forget to subscribe:) Keep writing and stay Inspired!

Rj

Sex in Trailers?

It’s been awhile since I have worked on a film set and let me tell I surely don’t miss it. It was fun and all but nothing has changed. Like I say in my book “Same shit, different Movie set”. I did encounter some crazy and interesting people roaming around the streets late at night.

There’s a Bus depot nearby and for some reason they’re parking their buses next to us waiting for their time to start their part of the shift. I see this older lady walking around doing a little workout I’m guessing from how fast she’s walking. I say she’s in her late 50’s mid 60’s. She finally makes her way over to my base camp. She start’s asking the usual questions, which’s in this movie what’s the name yada, yada, yada. The she goes on and tells me that on her bucket list she has having sex in a Movie trailer. I say nothing but ignore the comment. We continue to talk and once again she brings up about her bucket list and how she really wants to cross off having sex in a Movie trailer off her list.

LADY: Do you have access inside the trailers?

ME: Why do you ask?

LADY: I have 25 minutes till my shift starts. I’m here and you’re here, I say we should go and cross one of life’s goals off my bucket list.

ME: Sorry, but this isn’t an Adam Sandler movie; I’m not going to have sex with you in one of these trailers.

The lady is shocked at my comment.

LADY: Well it’s your loss honey. I would of Rocked your pathetic world.

She walks away back to her bus. I guess nothing really does change working on a film set when no one is around.

Around 2:30 am I see this guy walking near my trailers wearing a hoodie. I cut him off and flash my light on him. This guy is young and is soaked to the bone.  Everything he has on is fully drenched.  I notice the guy’s face is cut up really bad as if he had jumped in front of a car and loss the battle. Drips of water were coming off his nose.

GUY: Hey man, you here by yourself?

ME: No.

I lied, but never let anyone know you’re alone at way hours in the morning in a scary neighborhood.

GUY: Damn bro, I’m so fucking cold.

ME: How did you get so soaked?

GUY: There’s a church right behind this place, and I jumped in their pool of holy water fountain they have to cleanse my soul and repent for all my crimes.

I don’t say anything. The guy continues to tell me how he’s killed over 34 people woman and children and raped over 11 girls in his lifetime. And now that he cleansed himself for forgiveness, everything in his head stopped. He has a clear conscience of life and the voices are gone. Now this guy doesn’t look that old, I say mid maybe late 20’s but no older, and he’s done all this? I grip my 4-cell flashlight tighter just incase this guy wants another victim.

GUY: I just had to tell someone my sins before I can be fully cleanse, you know. God is good.

I don’t say anything. The guy limps towards the other side of the trailers heading to the exit of the parking lot. I walk around on the other side of the trailer just to see which direction this guy goes. As I come around the trailer I see no sign of the guy. I walk back just incase he did as well. Nothing. I walk towards the Museum that’s right next to us and look down the parking lot and nothing. It’s as if this guy disappeared into darkness. I walk out of the parking lot and look both ways down the street and no one. I even walked around the whole parking lot looking under the trailers and picture cars just incase this guy was hiding somewhere. Nothing.

Nothing truly has changed since I stopped working on film sets.

Are Gamers that Lonely on Xbox?

So since there might be a possible actor strike; work is going to be very slow, I don't really have much to do but play Xbox live late at night. While playing Xbox you meet all types of characters, don't get me wrong there are a few cool people but wow it's like a place where people go to vent their anger and racist issues.

 (I kid you not)

 Now if you play with me on Xbox you know I talk trash but of course only when trash is spoken at me first. I’m a Writer so trash talking is going to be expected from me at times. Most of the time I just keep my mic muted and listen to all the bullshit that flies around in the rooms. But if your friends with me then you know that I'll call you a bitch, and a ho and all the other usual good stuff. One thing about Xbox is that I never thought people were so desperate to be liked.
So here I am playing with friends and this one guy who always plays with my girl (fritoliciousluv) joins our party.
 Xbox has this thing where you can talk to up to 8 people at once it’s their party chat. What Xbox needs to do is bring back the party chat for Netflix, I remember having some really fun and full parties in the Netflix party chat.
 So no biggie, I don’t talk to the guy. But my girl keeps answering questions that I never asked her. I had to ask " Did I miss a conversation that we were having or something cause you keep answering questions. She tells me that  she's talking to the guy who joined the room "OBEYxSHREWd" (that's his gamer tag) I let her know that I can't hear him. She tells me that he muted me and doesn't like me. Loll! Muted me? Doesn't like me? I don't even know the guy. Now if your going to join someone's chat room don’t mute the host and since I'm the host I boot the guy out of the party

(that just made him hate me more. Like Jack burton says "what the hell")

I don't even know the guy nor do I chat with him so why would I want someone in my room who doesn't like me or mutes me. Of course after I booted the guy my girl gets upset and that's when my Xbox mail starts to receive messages from "OBEYxSHREWd" guy who lives in Apple Valley, CA. First start pouring in the friend’s request but if I’m in a serious game I don't do my friends request too much later or in between breaks of the game. This guy had no patience cause he just kept sending me friend request one after another. Then the messages started to fill up my mailbox.

 First it was 19 messages of...

 "Why don't you want to be my friend, you think your too cool for me"

 Followed with over 17 messages of....

 "I don’t want you to hear what me and your girl talk about on Xbox it's none of your biz"

 Next came 30 messages of....

 "Fuck you your an asshole"

 At first it was annoying cause every time someone sends you a message it pops up on the TV screen and when you’re in a serious game well it just throws off your concentration. After so many messages I pretty much laughed about it and never responded, wait I lie I did respond twice telling him to fuck off and get a life.

160 messages later I get the...

 "Why don't you want to be friends with me? I don't get it"

 Yeah what you should do guy is get a fucking life and take the hint I don't want to be friends with you! You’re a fucking obsessive psycho desert Rat! I know that Apple Valley is a boring place to live but stalking someone for 2 days (which he did for 2 days) is kind of annoying I probably would of added him if he wasn't so weird and stalkish (yeah stalkish isn't a real word but in my world it is) a friend of mine said maybe he was into you. Who knows, I have been hit on by guys and allot of people say I have a nice voice over the phone and on the mic. My last job also thought I had a good voice since they made me read to the Supervisor’s and Judges on a daily 1 to 2 hour session while they napped next to me. (Just a little weird maybe this Gamer was into me, I don’t know. Sorry SHREWd but I don't cross swords I'm as straight as they come. Then I thought maybe this guy is some really lonely kid who lives in the desert and really needs friends to talk too. Who knows and who cares, I just know that he won't be on my friends list anytime soon, gamers like that I stay far and far away from like stalking X girlfriends. Too much drama!

When Did Uno Become X-rated!?!

I just finished writing my 4^th book and now waiting for one of my children’s book to become an App for the itunes, I have been playing more Xbox lately at night.  I've been killing tons of peeps in Gears of Wars 3, and in Halo 4 Pwning noobs in Black Ops 2 and Madden 13.

(Come on people give me a challenge is there anyone out there worthy?)

When I get bored I usually smoke tag people that leads to people crying and giving me a bad-rating cause I'm considered unsportsman like. On Black Ops 2 I run around with the noob tube for all the camping snipers. So this leads to the next thing, I learned while playing Xbox is that there are many and I really mean many shit talkers and cry babies playing the game Gears of Wars and Call of Duty games. I kid you not, I never met so many shit talkers in my life, not only do you find shit talkers and whiners but you also find the most racist people on earth on Xbox live. Me, It doesn't really bother me, but after awhile it gets annoying so I move on to other games. Don't get me wrong Gears and COD are very good games with awesome visuals and addicting, but way too many bitches that complain for the stupidest reasons.
A friend of mine told me I should change it up and play Uno. Uno? I liked that card game when I was a kid, so yeah of course I went to play it online on Xbox. Of course my friend didn't tell me what exactly happens after dark in the Uno realm. My first Saturday night playing Uno I had this 9 yrs. old boy jerking off to his video cam calling everyone in the room faggots cause we were looking at him. I left the room and went to another but sure enough this annoying kid would join the room once again jerking off. I had little girls show me their tits. I'm not lying. I had woman ask if I was single or married. I asked what’s the difference. If I was single I only get tits flashed on my screen, but if I was married I get their kitty flashed. I wonder what I would get if I told them I was Lost? I had men ask if they could come over and suck my dick, ladies asking if I would like to see them suck their dogs dick. Is this the new Uno evolution in today's world? When in the hell did Uno become that game? My 5 year old daughter ask if she could play Uno on my Xbox. HELL NO almost came screaming from my lips instead I went to target and bought my daughter a pack of cards (much safer). One more thing if your going to show me your tits, make sure their not drooping down to your knees, that's a really big turn off. So if you’re bored and have nothing to do on a Friday or Saturday night, and you’re into that kinky shit. Uno in the Xbox 360 live world is the place for you. As for me, I'll stick with the cry babies on Gears and COD I would play HALO but everyone knows that game is like Laser tag. No skill to play that game. Jump, melees shoot. Wow? How boring?  I’m glad that Bioshock is coming out very soon.

"A New Race?"

Working in Pasadena can be interesting at times. Today I'm working on a over budget movie that went straight to video...(Time Cop 2) I think it would of had Theater time if Jean Claude Van Damme would of been in it. Our location for today is the Green hotel off Dayton st. I go down to the basement to use the restrooms that is pretty creepy; I mean the hotel itself was pretty creepy. But it's as if there was another town below this old structure. Walking down this darken corridor I come across 11 wooden coffins, so the first thing that comes to mind is " okay does Dracula reside in this place?" When I see the building site rep back above I decide to ask him about the coffins down below in the basement.

SITE REP: Those coffins down below are for when our clients pass away. We stick the bodies in the coffins that purify their soul so they can still have best of both worlds.

ME: Huh?

SITE REP: They're soul will be in the after life yet also wondering around in our hotel.

(BLING!! Story idea... It's liked a gift I can't control)

ME: That's kind of weird; I don't think I would ever stay in a hotel like that.

SITE REP: Well you wouldn't be able to stay anyways; you’re not the right race.

ME: What do you mean not the right race, I seen your maids cleaning today, they seem to be Mexican.

SITE REP: No silly, you have to be gay or lesbian to be a resident at this facility.

ME: Okay, when did gay's and lesbians become their own race? Did I miss something?

SITE REP: When society X'd us out of their way of life.

(Jerry Springer, I just found your next guest)

SITE REP: Your cute, would you ever consider a man in your life?

ME: I'm already gay.

The Site Rep's eyes open up with anticipation.

SITE REP: Really?

ME: Yes. I'm a lesbian trapped in a guy's body.

SITE REP: Heterosexual humor, cute Asshole!

The Site Rep walks away back to the film crew.

Sorry guys, but I just love woman.

"Wow, Really?"

So I'm on this baseball related commercial with Tommy Lasorda. In the commercial he helps other baseball fans not to be ashamed of their teams that didn't make it in the playoffs.
 Which reminds me, to all you DODGER fans; ever wonder why they call themselves Dodger Blue? They lose so much and never go anywhere, which make their fans Blue...
Okay our first day we shot over in Long Beach, Tommy Lasorda's character tells this guy sitting up in a tree to come down while a little girl plays the piano. Our next day was at a house just around the corner from our last set and this time Tommy's character has to get a family from hiding under the kitchen sink. Our 3rd day we shoot over at the USC campus, at one of their prestige’s sorority's (That's what they say) I'm watching Tommy in the building, (he didn't want any students bothering him) So I'm looking at the many pictures they have up in the place. Many of the crew and myself notice there's something wrong with the wall of pictures. There's no color. I mean every girl looked blonde, brunette blue eyes, and green eyes. Talk about Step ford Wives society. Today was a big day for Tommy; he wanted to see Maddox pitch for the first time for the dodgers. While they're setting up the TV room for Tommy, since the Clients for this commercial put that together to make Tommy happy. I'm standing around talking to the pa's. Two of them were Brazilian, just something about those Brazilian girls (Muy Beautiful!!)...Things that make you go Hmm. So these sorority sisters were just staring at us.

 PA: Those girls keep on staring I'm going to go over and kick her ass!

(I could go for a good catfight right about now)

One of the girls approaches us. That pa just might get her wish. The girl, tall athletic, beautiful, light blonde hair blue eyes Colgate smile looks at me.

GIRL: We were wondering what Fraternity are you with?

I look back maybe their talking to someone behind me.

GIRL: I'm talking to you. My sisters and I want to know what Fraternity is Security.

I'm stunned with silence.

GIRL: We notice that it must be a minority fraternity.

I had four other guards working with me today, and they're all black hence the minority comments. The girl turns around to her fellow sisters.

GIRL: I don't think he speaks English.

Another sorority sister walks up, speaking in very bad Spanish.

ME: I speak English.

GIRL: Then why didn't you answer?

ME: I don't speak stupid.

The girls are shocked.

GIRL: Excuse you.

ME: No excuse you. Do you really believe that I'm in a Fraternity called Security?

They look at each other. They all answer "YES"

ME: I'm a security officer, you know those guys that roam the campus keeping you safe.

They laugh.

GIRL: Oh my, your one of those guys, my daddy say's you guys make no money.

ME: Next time you talk to your daddy, tell him he's wasting his money on his idiotic daughter in college. I've met Monkeys smarted than you!

This is why I'm a UCLA fan. This conversation might seem a little far fetched, but believe when I say this, It was true... very, very true

Got Deer!

Man it's freaking freezing out here in Malibu! But I agreed to do this Army job for a friend of mine (Dave) the job pays really well and it's keeping myself and quite a few of my guards busy. Good think I go back to day shift when we make our move over to the Hospital in Northridge. It's so cold out here I’m peeing Ice cubes! Not only is it cold but also it's so dark I can't really see anything. The location where we are filming is this campsite for Christian kids. Nothing but brush and trees everywhere. I flash my light in all directions and all I see are gleaming eyes staring at me. Yep, I'm sure staying in my truck for most of the night. I'm so focused on trying to stay warm all night long I didn't realize just how fast time flew by. It's already time for the film crew to start making their way in. The sun is starting to shine thru the trees over towering us. I start my morning routine with parking the cars that are starting to arrive. One more hour and I get to go home yes! Somebody calls me from behind. I turn around and it's the Location Manager, Producer, and 1st ad.

LOCATIONS: Hey Rj can we have a word with you.

ME Sure.

LOCATIONS: Follow us.

We start to walk towards the house where the couple for this campsite resides.

PRODCER: So how was the night? Did you do anything exciting?

ME: Nope, pretty boring but very freaking cold and a lot of creepiness all around.

1st AD: So you didn't have any adventures last night?

ME: Any adventures?

LOCATIONS: Were you in your truck all night long or did you venture out?

ME: I don't get what you’re asking.

We get to the counselors house.

PRODUCER: (points to the ground) Can you explain that?

On the doorstep of the house laid a half eaten deer. The only parts were the deer’s head and one arm; the rest of the body was gone.

LOCATIONS: Is there a reason why there's a half eaten deer here at the doorstep?

ME: Whatever ate it was probably full so they left what they couldn't eat. I don't really know.

PRODUCER: Is there a reason why you hate the counselors that live here?

ME: I don't hate them. (How could I? I just met them yesterday)

1st AD: Well they believe you did this.

I start to laugh.

PRODUCERS: This isn’t a laughing manner, I have to explain to them and set this fire out.

ME: Wait. let me get this straight. You think I left a half eaten deer on their doorstep for a prank?

LOCATIONS: Well there have been much stranger things that happen on a film set that I've witnessed through out my years, how else would you explain this carcass.

ME: So your saying that around midnight I felt like getting myself a snack and took out my Rambo knife ran thru the woods hunting for game cut it up cooked it and what I couldn't finish I left on the door step of the counselors. Then proceeded to go to the restrooms wash all the blood from my hands and clothes before the film crew arrives.

All three stay quiet looking at me.

ME: You fucking kidding me right! You figured "hey lets go blame the fat security guy for eating this deer, he must be hungry at night" and not think hey maybe the coyotes or mountain lions around these forest mountains possibly could of did this.

PRODUCER: You know, we didn't even think of that.

(And he's the Producer, go figure)

The Producer and Location Manager walk away.

1st AD: You know I thought it sounded a little silly you doing that to the deer, but you know I have to back them up. It's politics.

ME: Yeah whatever.

I walk away and over to the catering truck where the counselor couple is waiting for their food. I walk right in front of them both.

ME: I don't believe you actually accused me for eating that fucking deer.

GUY: Well we don't think you ate the deer son.

GIRL: We believe you made a sacrifice to the evil spirits that live in this forest.

GUY: Every year our kids are tempted in doing bad things here.

GIRL: (Whispers) We call them the Shadow People.

Not the shadow people again. Man everyone and their fucking shadow people.

(More about the shadow people in the book)

GUY: Son your soul isn't cleansed. You should go back with us to our house after breakfast and I could help you see the light.

ME: The only light I'm going to be seeing in a few minutes is a headlight from other cars when driving home.

GIRL: Don't say we tried to save your soul.

ME: Yeah because I killed a deer and left it for the shadow gods. Your fucking whack!

I start to walk away.

GUY: (shouts) Who else could have done such a demonic thing in our campsite.
I stop and turn around.

ME: Maybe it was Smokey the bear!

GIRL: (Whispers to the guy) Who's Smokey the bear?

GUY: He's that animal that talks to kids about being safe and not talking to strangers.

GIRL: If he's not godly he must be evil.

ME: What? No, Smokey the bear is the animal that says "only you can prevent forest fires" phrase. And it's McGruff the dog that talks about kids not talking to strangers.

They both just stare at me.

ME: You know what? Fuck you! Fuck your camp! And Fuck your shadow people. I'm going home.

I leave for home. Later that day I get a call from my friend Dave who's the UPM for this commercial.

DAVE: Rj I heard you ate a deer then hit Smokey the bear with your truck.

ME: Fuck you!

It's funny how rumors can get out of hand on a film set. Dave gives me my call time for the next day. Damn it's going to be good to be on the day shift and out of that campsite.

I arrive the next day. I'm called on the walkie we have an emergency in crew parking. I get over there right away and even have a few of the other guards posted near by to make their way over there as well. When I get to the spot I see the Producer and Dave next to my truck.

PRODUCER: Hey Rj, can you explain this?

He moves out of the way and there tied to my truck is a big sized stuffed toy deer with a note attached. The note read "PLEASE DONT EAT ME!!" I turn around and majority of the crew is laughing at the prank.

Yes, it's going to be one of those days

Wait a minute, I'm not that cheap!

I’m Finally sent to a nice work location. Malibu beach, well not really the beach but close enough right off PCH and I can hear and see the ocean from where I'm at.  The sky is crystal clear blue (even though it did rain just the other night) the airbrushes through with this cool breeze and scent of ocean. This location is very quiet except for a car passing by every now and then on the road. My job for this weekend is to watch 1 picture truck, 1 trailer, 1 stake bed and 2 ten-ton trucks, very easy. The location were at is or seems at least high society. They have horse lessons and tennis lessons and art lessons going on here. Pretty much only expensive cars seem to be going passed me inside this ranch. I hear some jazz playing in the background. Luckily for me I bring my laptop and do some writing while enjoying this nice location. More Ferraris start to pour into this place; I hear it's someone's birthday party tonight. This white truck pulls up to me.

MAN: Hey there son, do you mind leaving this spot where you’re parked?.

 ME: Why do you want me to leave? I'm watching that equipment parked right over there.

 MAN: Do you have to be right here?

 (I was parked on top of a hill)

 ME: This is the only place I get really good phone service.

 MAN: But your presence doesn't look good. We don't want to well you know.

 (Here I thought everyone loved a security presence)

 ME: Is it because I'm security or cause I'm brown?

 MAN: Yes, no wait. Don't be putting words in my mouth.

 ME: I didn't. Where do you want me to go?

 MAN: I tell you what, how about you drive down the road a few miles, they have good phone service and you can park in the parking lot till at least 10 pm.

 ME: What about the equipment?

 MAN: Son, nothings going to happened to that stuff. This is Malibu not the hood.

 ME: I tell you what; I'll just park down the hill next to my trucks.

 MAN: Do what you will, just keep yourself hidden.

 ME: Whatever dude.

 I get into my truck and drive back down to my spot, so much for texting or talking on the phone tonight.
When the sun goes down, it gets really dark out here. (Trust me, I've been in some of those movie ranches and they didn't even come close to this darkness) The sky is totally awesome, Stars by the millions are in clear view, and these are the stars that get hidden from the city lights. Lucky for me to keep me awake I brought my DVD player. I didn't want to watch any movies till the music from the party at least stopped; I couldn't watch my movie with Hannah Montana music in the background. So I started to walk around in the dark. I notice some of the partygoers starting to wonder to my side. I flash my light at them. They start to walk towards me. I believe she was the oldest in the group, lady with the fake boobs tells the others to hold on while she handles this.

 LADY: Hi.

 ME: Hi.

 LADY: I'm the mother of the birthday girl, and I was wondering if I could ask you something, better yet offer you something that'll be worth your night

.ME: Oh, really. What's that?

 LADY: (she points) You see that girl right there?

 ME: Which one?

 LADY: The girl with the boots.

 ME: Yeah.

 LADY: She's a really big movie buff and never been on a movie set. And tonight's her birthday and we or just me; I want to get her devirginzed tonight. You know for her 18th birthday gift, actually just one of them cause we just bought her a brand new Denali.

 ME: So you want me to let her and some guy have sex in one of these trailer rooms here?

 LADY: Well that's where your night gets good. I was thinking more like you can take her in there and show her a good time. (She leans closer) You are experience right?

 ME: What?

 The lady grabs my crouch.

 LADY: (whispering) Your not hung long are you, I don't want to scare her off, you know her first time and all.

 The lady walks around me sizing me up.

 ME: Why me, why don't you go inside and get someone else.

 LADY: (whispers) She doesn't really have any friends, besides I had sex with my gardener and it was fucking unbelievable.

 ME: I'm not a gardener.

 LADY: You’re a Mexican security guard. Everyone knows that security guards are poor folks.

 ME: What?

 LADY: Yea, everybody knows that poor people know how to fuck better than rich people.

 ME: How do you figure that?

 LADY: Rich folks, like myself think about money and finances and shopping. Poor people think about dirty stuff and drink tequila.

 (Are you fucking kidding me?)

 ME: You need to take your ignorance ass and Shrek look a like daughter back over to the party.

 LADY: What's the problem. Okay maybe not all brown people are poor; I talk to some of my brown friends that aren't poor, look I'm willing to pay. It'll be the easiest money you ever made. Look, 50 bucks for just going down on her, and 150 bucks for everything.

 ME: What the fuck? I'm not a whore.

 LADY: Look, you don't have to tell no one. I mean I don't have to know if your poor or hell you may be richer than me, well not that rich but at least live in a 2-bedroom apartment. I don't really give a shit, what I care about is making that little girl happy right now. Come on, it's for a good cause. (She leans closer)

 Before I know it, her lips are pressed on mine, I feel her tongue trying to shove into my mouth. I push her back.

 ME: Dude. Get off me.

 I wipe the alcohol taste from my mouth. Strawberry hill? Who in the fuck drinks that shit anymore?

 LADY: Slaps her lips together. Mm, you guys do taste good.

 The birthday girl and the rest of the people behind her walk up.

 GIRL: I thought you were going to make me happy for my birthday. What are you doing kissing him?

 Before I know it they both start argue amongst each other.

 ME: Look, I don't care how much you offer me, and you I hope you have a great birthday party but your dreams of fucking  a Mexican aren’t going to happen.

 GIRL: You offered to pay him! I fucking hate you!

 The girl runs off back towards to the party, her friends follow.

 LADY: You’re a fucking asshole! I would have gone up in price for you’re unworthy ass. Now you get to sit in the dark and fuck your hand!

 She leaves towards the party. I stand there in the dark, thinking to myself. If production really knew what happens at night on their film set, cause I know that I'm still amazed at the crazy shit that happens.

Dog Gone!

So today my girl comes up to me while I'm talking on the phone and she whispers in my ear, that we have a problem in the backyard. I'm thinking to myself what kind of problem, we recently just got a dog so I wondered if he dug a hole and went into the neighbors yard or even yet killed the neighbors dog or cat.
I  make my way to the yard and behold lying on the ground is a dead dog. Not mine but the neighbors. First thought to mind is did my puppy do that? I can hear the neighbor on the other side of the fence calling for her dog and I told her that both dogs are here in my yard. One was alive and running around and the other lay limp next to the fence. I let her in my yard and show her where her dogs are. She first calls for the dog laying next to the fence but nothing. She even tries pulling the dog but apparaently the dog is stuck to the fence.  Lady looks at me. "My dog isn't talking"

ME: That's because your dog's dead.

(Yes I'm blunt)

(Now I just came out here maybe 10 minutes ago and there was no dead dog attached to my fence)

The lady starts to cry. I guess what happened is that the dogs leash got stuck on the fence and I would guess choked the dog to death especially if the dog was struggling his way out of it. It's weird I never even heard teh dog whimper or any noises in the back yard. The only think I was doing was watching this tv show (Jerseylicious) I know very stupid show, at times I feel my IQ goes down every time I watch that show.

The dog wasn't dead that long since he was still warm and soft. The lady is confused on how to get her dog loose. (so was I damn you Jerseylicious) But after several minutes of watching a small dog lay dead in my yard I decide to cut it loose. I grab my scissors and cut loose the leash it had attached around its neck. I felt weird touching a dead dog's body. I was more concerned about not cutting open the dogs neck. Thats all I need is me giving the lady her dog with blood gushing from the neck. The lady takes her alive and dead dog away and it made me think.

The last time I had ever lost someone's dog life was working on this commercial shoot up in the MALIBU hills where the homes are as big as people's ego's and wallets. This one house we were filming at they made me stay in the house but I was only limited to certain rooms. Living room, kitchen and restroom. i was told the other rooms were wired with alarms if I was to walk in them. I couldn't even leave thru the front door or the alarm would go off. The owner didn't want their door open, so if Production really wanted security there they would have to be locked inside. So I was. Along with this duty was too keep an eye out for the 2 dogs that lived in this house. These dogs were so loved by the owner so much that they had their own chef, own bedroom (bigger than mine) own walk in closet for their wardrobe. Their own trophy room. (These dog's were winners of many awards and even done some acting in films and tv along with commercials) I was told these dogs are loved and worth more than I would ever be in my pathetic lifetime. (great last words you like to hear from the owners when they're about to leave) Even better when Producers agree with the owners. Pretty sad.

So my night went very very slow. I was able to watch tv, but after awhile late night tv can get pretty boring especially when the cable was locked and all I had was just regular poor man tv. One of my duties along with being bored doing nothing, oh did I mention I had no phone service due to the area and NEXTELS awesome shitty service! I was told to let the dogs loose and bring them in at certain times. The back door had a dog trap for them and I was too unlock that trap door for them. At one point of my boring night I was so tempted to go out that trap door and go to my car and get some stuff or just get some fresh cold night air.  You wouldn't believe how many times I kept telling myself  "yeah I think i can fit thru that trap door, I'm sure I can" Lucky for me I had this new Anita Blake book which I picked up a few days ago, so I started reading and before I knew it the time went very fast and it was close to 5am. I would of kept reading but I heard barking from outside. "SHIT! I forgot about the dogs outside! I make my way to the kitchen and I can hear the dogs barking. I look at the trap door and notice that I locked it. So the dogs were pretty much locked outside for majority of the night. I remember looking out the window and I can see them parking like crazy. When I opened the door I whistled so they can come thru. Both came running. I hear a huge slam at the door. Wow I guess theyre more excited to come indside. I guess I would too especially being locked outside since 11pm. One dog jumps thru whimpering and running straight towards their room. The other didn't. I open the trap door all I see is the shadow. I'm looking at the clock and hoping this dog gets his ass in before the liason arrives in 20 minutes. What really sucks is that I can't even open the door til 6am. I look thru the kitchen window for this damn dog and I see this huge and I mean huge freaking cat (just incase anyone else is watching Jerseylicious and stuck on stupid , yes it was a Mountain lion) jump on the outside table and in it's mouth was the other dog. I bang on the kitchen window (like that would of did anything) The cat turns my direction and jumps off teh table and leaps over the fence and off to the hills it was gone. First thing that came to mind was "Yup that's not good".

When Production starts to show up, I explain (lie) that only one dog came back from their half hour run and play thing. And since the door was locked with an alarm I was unable to check for the other dog. The owners were very very pissed! The wife and daughter said that since I knew the value of the dog I kidnapped him and in a few weeks come back in with  a randsom. The other rumor was I killed the dog and I buried the dog somewhere in the yard. Before leaving the house they even did a check thru my car for any hairs and footprints. I wasn't invited to come back to work the rest of the 3 day shoot. I didn't care but I did feel bad since the dog did get eaten on my shift. The other guard who took my place told me they had this pet pyschic in the yard and the psychic person was saying they had a vision of their dog being happily carried away off into the hills. Well I wouldn't say happily carried off but close enough.

"My Fat Lip"

I found it strange when my night guard called me to cancel his shift for the night. I decide to take the shift, which leads me to the VA Hospital in North Hills.
Friday Night:
We filmed the TV series "On the lot" here many times, and now it's the TV show FACTORY's turn. The empty houses that sit on the corner of the block are the sets they will be filming at. The white second story house looks pretty creepy, but the other single story one looks plain. The crew is still filming so I take my walk around the basecamp, next to us is the mini golf course and next to that is the Crazy Monkey building. I wasn't so comfortable being so close to the building again. They wrap after dark, once everyone is gone, I notice the police that roam the facility drive by to lock the gates, and they never drive in to talk to me. The officer waves from the distance and drives over to the next gate and locks it. Looks like I'm locked in, unless of course I drive thru the golf course to the other side where the closed down hospital sits. I drive the little golf cart they leave behind that night to do my security patrol. I hear music inside the two-story house. I decide not to wonder inside, I'm not in the mood to mess with any “Spirits”, besides, I just rented Spiderman 3. As I'm watching my movie my truck starts to shake rapidly. (Fuck earthquake!) I stop my movie and listen to the radio for any news. Nothing. I get out of my truck, no wind. I look around and nothing. An hour later, while listening to the radio my truck shakes again, I jump out of my truck and look around with my light, I even look under my truck. Nothing. I see someone walk around my trailer. I make my way over to the trailer and once again nothing. The rest of the night I ignore the shaking of my truck and the shadow people behind the trees and trucks.

Saturday Night:
When I arrive back tonight, I dare not mention anything that happened last night to the crew. I don’t want anyone to think I’m “Nuts” So I keep the shadow people and truck shaking to myself. When the crew leaves I do my security patrol. I walk all around the two-story house. They turned off their music this time around. Good. Later that night I start watching another DVD movie, I hear crushing leaves. I lower the volume to the movie, I don't see anyone out here, I look to my left and then to my right. SHIT! Someone is staring at me! I get out of my truck with my four-cell flashlight tightly gripped to my hand. The person is gone. Nowhere to be found. To get the jitters out of my system I do a rounder around the place. As I get closer to the two-story house I could hear music. I make my way to the front of the house; the music seems to be coming upstairs. Instead of entering the building I flash my light thru the windows, I flash the 2nd floor window, and the music stops. The front door slowly opens slightly with that old creak noise.  The door stops half way. I shine my light at the door, fuck that! The guitar music starts to play again upstairs; I make my way back to my truck. The rest of the night I had to deal with truck shaking, people walking in front of my truck or standing in front of my truck staring at me. I understand why my guard didn't want to come back.

Sunday Night:
I wasn't going to come back tonight, but I hear there's another film crew that's going to be here, so I wouldn't be alone since they have one of their guards working here too. This show is big budget since they have equipment and camera “Tents” everywhere on this property.  They wrap early tonight, it's just barely getting dark. The site rep is the last person to leave this time. She calls me over to her.

REP: Hey Rj, can you come with me to the house over here, I have to make sure the power is off.

 ME: Sure. (Damn It better not be inside!)

We walk to the front of the house.

REP: I need your light please.

I give her my light.

REP: I need you to hold it please.

ME: Um, sure.

We walk up the stairs to the front door. We stand in the doorway.

REP: Okay now thru those doors is the kill switch.

ME: Why you telling me that?

REP: So you can shut the power off.
 Now I know there's something wrong with this house when the site rep themselves won't go further in the house by themselves.

ME: Why do I have to do it? You’re the site rep.

REP: Okay, we'll do it together.

ME: That’s fair.

REP: (giggles) You know huh?

ME: I know the yard has to be with all the crap I've seen.

REP: Oh the yard used to be...

I cut her off.

ME: I don't even want to know.

I don't even want to know if this place was some historic gravesite of some sort.

REP: Don't get me started with this house, your not suppose to enter this house alone.

ME: What makes this house so (in the corner of my left eye I see someone behind the front door)
.
Before I could even finish that sentence the door WHACKS me in my face. For 2 seconds my vision went white, but I did see the shadow of a person run into the room next to us. Out of instinct or just plain anger I follow the person into the other room that leads to the kitchen. I hear the Rep scream; I follow the footsteps, which turns to the hallway to the front door. I see the Site rep with both hands covering her eyes. I hear running going up the stairs, but don't see anything.

 ME: Where did he go?

 REP: It went up that way.

 The site Rep points upwards on the staircase.

 ME: It?

 This loud crashing noise comes from upstairs.

 ME: Oh shit! What the fuck was that.

 I start making my way up the staircase. The Rep pulls me by my arm.

 REP: I wouldn't go up there if I were you.

The stomping up stairs stops at the top of the staircase. One step at a time the sound starts to come down the stairs. And yes, there's nothing there. It could have been the anger or the pain in my lip, but I was pissed.

ME: Fuck you guys!

I walk out of the house. The site Rep follows, as she closes the door, she whispers something back into the house, sounded like sorry or hope we didn't bother, not too sure, I just kept walking back to my truck. My lip hurt and I could feel the swell get very big. The site Rep runs up to me.

REP: You okay sweetie?

ME: Does it look bad?

REP: It looks big. I'm so sorry; I didn't want to go in by myself and well. Fuck! (She starts to wipe tears from her eyes) I need a fucking drink! (She lights her cigarette with her shaky hands) You need anything honey?

The “Spark” from her lighter lights up our area. She offers me to “Smoke” with her, but I tell her I don’t smoke.

ME: No. (I'm still angry about my lip. I start wiping the blood from it)

REP: This is a story you can tell your kids some day huh? Fuck! I so need to get drunk right now! We need to drink.

ME: I can't, I'm working.

REP: Like anyone is going to check on you, this place looks too creepy to be checked on at night.

ME: I have the other guards from the other film here too, so I'm good.

REP: True, at least you won't be here alone. I feel so bad leaving you here alone. God! I don't know how you do this fucking job! Well if you changed your mind here's my card sweetie. Be safe and stay away from the house. She starts to giggle.

ME: Yea. What about the power? You didn't shut it off.

REP: It's a federal building; the government has money to pay for it.

She drives away. I tear up the card. I'm sorry but a girl that leads me into a haunted house and not tells me it's haunted is a girl I don't want any part of. I start to ice my lip. 2 security guards from the other company drive up to me. They get out of their car.

ME: They have 2 of you guys working this spot?

GUARD 2: No, my post is over the way in that parking lot over there.

So why are you over here?

GUARD 1: Hey vato, you look familiar.

GUARD 2: Yeah man, whom you work for?

So not in the mood with all the questions right now.

ME: I'm Rj.

GUARD 2: your senior’s boy?

ME: Yeah.

GUARD 1: I heard of you guys, I hear you do guards wrong.

GUARD 2: Yeah, homey, I hear you guys think your bad Asses cause you work a lot of commercials and movies and shit. You guys supposedly make all this money and shit.

GUARD 1: Yeah homey, your independent days are over.

ME: Whatever dude, your so high and mighty. Why you here at this post with this guard. Who's watching your stuff over in the parking lot? Do you guys even have guard cards? Plus, it's freaking dark out here, and yet I don't see anyone of you carrying a flashlight. What fucking kind of guard are you?

Both of them stay silent.

ME: I take it from your silence you don't have a fucking clue.

GUARD 2: Hey man, don't be so fucked up.

GUARD 1: Yeah, man, we don't care what people say about you. You seem like cool people.

GUARD 2: Yeah homey, chill out. Everybody talks about everyone in this bizness; it's all rumors to get the other security competition no work. You know how it is.

GUARD 1: Yeah, Brother, you have to shit on your competition so you can get ahead in this biz. You know man.

ME: Whatever.

GUARD 2: Look homey; we just wanted to use your restroom.

ME: What's wrong with your bathrooms?

GUARD 2: Fucking Benche tramps locked that shit up and didn't leave us the fucking keys.

GUARD 1: Yeah homey, I got to take this fucking mean ass shit!

GUARD 2: Your trailers open.

ME: No, but they did leave the restroom clean and running over in the white house, just upstairs to the left.

GUARD 2: Fuck, that place looks fucking Freddy Krueger scary and shit dark.

ME: Well, that's where the restroom is, take it or leave it.

GUARD 1: Well fuck it, I'll take it.

They both start to walk towards the house. I could hear them talk. "If Rj would of said no to the restroom, I would of fucked his shit up, you know what I mean homey" "Hell yeah, fuck that punk ass nigga"
I sit in my truck listening to the radio. 20 minutes has gone by when I see the two guards running towards my direction. The first guard gets into the driver seat.

GUARD 2: I'm fucking out of here; watch my shit for me homey!

The other guard starts to pound the passenger door.

GUARD 1: Open this fucker up asshole! Dude get the fuck out of here!

The guard is let into the car; they drive off at full speed thru the golf course. I watch them ruin that nice green grass. They go over the curb and continue speeding towards the street. In the morning the other security company had to explain why there was no guard and the tire tracks in the nice green golf course they have there. The site rep had that hang over look in her face.

REP: Rj, what did you do to those guards?

ME: Nothing at all. (I smile) Nothing.

Sex in Hollywood

Ever since this whole scandal with Kristen Stewart and the Director of the Snow White movie has been out in the open for everyone. People are acting as if this is the first time Sex in Hollywood has happened. But it hasn’t. This has been going on for years and years. I worked in Hollywood running a security team and I even wrote a book about it called “Life After Wrap” and in my book I talk about all the crazy things that go on during a Film set, and sex is one of them.

I even talked about the organization out there for woman who are arm candy to many celebs and Producers in Hollywood. The main lady tells her girls to make sure they have 2 kids before they turn 35 so that way they are secured with alimony when their husbands turn them in for younger arm candy. What started off small turned into over 80 members when I last talked with the lady who by the way gets a commission from the girls for her advice. This is back in 2007 so you can only imagine how many more members joined.

Sex and weird sex fetishes happen all the time on set, just no one talks about it or it gets leaked in hopes of getting some money in return. I’ve been to parties where I seen Major Actors in huge Hollywood Blockbuster hits having sex with men while their wife is upstairs having a thrill time being chained to six partners all having sex. I kicked out celebs from certain parts of the houses were I was told to keep everyone out by the owner having sex. I was even driven up to Sacramento to make sure this big super star Actor would not get caught by his wife and paparazzi over a 3-day weekend. Next to drugs, Sex is everywhere on a film set. I myself had some encounters with celebs on set. (If you read my book you know what I’m talking about) I’m not even that good looking yet here I was with one of the hottest girls on TV for FOX.

There are many reasons why people keep busy in Hollywood, what’s that saying: “It’s not who you know but who you blow” Others call it the Casting couch. Me, I call it being lonely. You work over 60 to 79 hours a week, which equals no life. And if your spouse is not around then who else is going to satisfy your sexual need? There’s no excuse no mater what for cheating but I seen it happen all the time on set. But everyone knows that Production romance don’t last, it’s rare that if it does.

I hate when people who cheat use the excuse “I was lonely” I always say if you’re lonely then buy yourself a dog.

I can go on and on about the many sex stories I came across from working in Hollywood and doing jobs that no one else that was trusted to do so. I could talk about the this one Producer, huge in Hollywood who likes to play dead in a casket while having young girls fuck the shit out of him while he’s laying there playing dead. I could talk about the Actors that like to dress in animal costumes not your hot maid or candy stripper nurse costume but costumes that are straight out look like Smokey the Bear or Woodsy owl.  There’s a zipper down below which allows them to have their sexual encounter while dressed in the costume. It’s a really big thing among the sexual fetish. I remember being on set and this attractive assistant kept looking at me. She was sizing me up. When wrap came around she asked if I try on this Bear suit. Me not thinking about tried it on. The suit seems to be a perfect fit for a fat guy like me. The Assistant tells me I’m perfect for her boss. Not sure what she meant till she fully explained She wanted me to go to her boss’s house this older popular Actress wearing this Bear outfit while I fuck her and let her husband an other known Popular Actor watch us while he jerks off. I would have been compensated $1500 for my time.

There was a time I was working on Tobey Maguire’s movie at his house, one night I see this older lady who wanted to take me back to her house cause she was lonely that night, not to mention drunk. At first I didn’t recognize her but when I did I remember her from movies and she had just started her TV show with her being the host.

Of course sex just doesn’t happen with stars but also in locations you work in. I remember blogging about the old couple who wanted me to join them in their sexual fantasies of a Gardner raping his wife. Now when I say old I mean this couple was in their late 70’s.

I even had someone who loved my security book so much that they jerk off to it when they are feeling lonely. I don’t think I talk too much about sex in my book but I guess enough for someone to like it in that way. Do I feel weird knowing that someone is jerking off to my book at night? It does, just glad I don’t have to hear about details as I did with many people on set. Or see it myself in person.

With the whole Kristen Stewart, it’s going to happen. It does happen like I said earlier in this post; many celebs just don’t get caught. The ones that do are done in a way to hurt their career or someone wants money from them. Hollywood secrets are let out all the time, it’s just about do you really believe it or not. There’s a lot more going on in Hollywood than just Glamour.

"Off The Shelf Catering Food Reveiw"

Ive been on many Film sets and tasted some of the best and worst foods ever from the catering truck. Today's commercial shoot we have "Off the Shelf" catering. The guy's that work for comapny are all very cool and nice guys. I remember this catering to be very good, so you can imagine my excitement when I seen them pull up in the morning. The excitement didn't last too long, the food I remember them serving a couple of years ago didn't match up to the food they served. Now the Breakfast was outstanding, my breakfast sandwich was awesome, the toasted sourdough bread with the melted cheese and eggs, thick slices of ham just made the sandwich so delicious. Second day I had the Huevos Rancheros.. eggs, fried corn tortilla, black beans , cheese and half of an avacado topped with salsa. It was supurb! And lets not forget the freshly baked cinammon rolls, they were to die for! When it came to lunch you could understand my puzzlement when my food looked like a work of art rather than the mouth watering food they served a few years ago. The small portions of FOO FOO dish they were serving left not just myself hungry afterwards but many of the crew members starving for more. One day I had the Chicken Pasta which didn't really have any chicken. It had more pasta and mushrooms. Did you guys buy 1 pound of chicken and cut it up to little pieces to stretch it out for the whole crew? The chicken I did taste had more of a lunch meat type of chicken flavor. There were two giant pieces of Asparagus topped with tons of Sprouts which looked more like Clover leafs. The best part of this meal was the Garlic bread. The bread was just crunchy with a fresh garlic buttered middle. Excellent!. The next day I tried the BBQ chicken, which looked more like shredded beef. The chicken had a smoke taste to it but not even the over doing of celantro was going to save the taste. Then again maybe it was mushy so no one would notice the tasteless Mac and Cheese that was hiding underneath the messy so callled bbq chicken. The two combinations did not make a great taste, who ever told you they would, they lied to you. This day more than half of the crew ate out, when asked why, their response was "At least you know what your eating when you go to fast food joints" I agree, I'm still not sure what exactly I ate from your lunch menu's. Whatever happened to the Grill and actually BBQ real chicken and not process shit? Your FOO FOO plates seem to be your trying to impress fellow Producers to maybe invest in a FOO FOO Restaurant. Save that for private parties and bring back the awesome food you once served a couple of years ago. Many stomachs will thank you and toilets will also thank you. 

Update

Thought I would give everyone an update of what i have been doing lately. Well for one, I'm thinking of doing Kickstarter to help finish paying for the 2nd childrens book of "Adventures of One Sock". I emailed the Artist and hopefully a cover art will be available very soon. Also lately I have been working on the 2nd part to my security book "Life After Wrap", there's a lot more going into this book so if you like the 1st book your going ot love the 2nd part. 

I also completed my book trailer for "Life After Wrap" for those of you who have yet to check it out here's the link:

http://youtu.be/1r9tqyUnmOM

I will be making another trailer for "Life After Wrap" and a book trailer for "Adventures of One Sock", stay tuned for more into.

I have writing scripts lately and have submitted two of my scripts on the Amazon Studio page:

"The Flock"

http://studios.amazon.com/projects/1667

And 

"Death By Dawn"

http://studios.amazon.com/projects/9634

Also been writing short stories and working on another script. I'm also thinking of putting "Adventures of One Sock" into ebook form next month.

For all of you who have been asking when Im pposting another blog from my adventures in Hollywood, one will be up very soon. Til then everyone...