Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Plan moving forward...

Wow, Brandon Routh liked a comment I made on his facebook page. I mean, that just shocked my ass. I got his attention for some reason. Damn, he's a cool guy. Followed him after his turn as superman, he's really such a geek of my own heart. I'll always love Superman Returns. It's a true work of comicbook art. You have to understand this about comic books, they're full of divergent stories that twist the original storyline into a new way or whatever. That's what returns was, an offshoot parallel dimension film. It's not hard to understand that... But apparently no one actually took the time to understand how comics have been doing things forever. I know I read tons of comics that were all over the place with their story lines. Spinning and twisting the orignial premise into new off shoot versions... ultimates, crisis etc. It's something that comes with the package. That's why I didn't feel off watching Returns. If you were like me as a kid, you watched Superman 3 and 4 and despite them being so weird and bizarre you rolled with it. In fact I still have a huge love for super friends. I think that's the heart of superman, no matter where he's taken as a character, he'll always embody the spirit of that weird hell of a show. Just saying, if you can some how enjoy those old super friends shows, even the Adam West Batman, why is Superman Returns the straw that broke the camel's back?

Well, I'm just glad to have gotten in at TSA, gotta say... I know I've been going on and on about it, shuddup already, just enjoy being a TSO and shuddap. Yeah, damn straight I'm gonna enjoy it. It's like, a relief. To know I've got a good job. I can get any job I'm qualified for, but they all suck and pay very tiny pennies. But this TSA shit, it's just I don't believe someone came up with that job, I just don't believe it. Everybody else working the shit jobs was asking me how the hell I got in. I don't know. I just applied, they called me while I was at work, and then boom I was off to the races. First pay check was something like 2000 dollars. I couldn't believe that shit.

Now I'm in it again. I'm a guy who's got a good job. I'm not even going to bother trying to become a CBP or anything higher than TSA. I'll make that shit my career. Why the hell not? It pays the same as a cop yet you don't do what they do at all... Can afford a sweet apartment, furniture, tv, live a long comfortable life off your salary. Makes no sense at all to try to become anything bigger and more complicated. Makes no sense to quit the job either, but I did. I did.

God is good, he's giving me a second chance and I'm not going to lose it...

If I get cast as Lando tho... OH MAN. Decisions decisions... Either I get the Lando gig and I become famous, put in the spot light like a real deal celeb, have every shit I take scrutinized, or I stick with my TSA job and not have to feel burdened by the pressures of fame. Cuz it's terrible. You can't be yourself. All these celebs are constantly watching everything they say cuz it'll be on the news the next day, so if I get cast as Lando, I'm gonna be put in that position. Well, dunno...nigga, see I can't say that, the'll be pissed... but just making it clear... I mean I'll do it for Disney since it'll make me Rich... My parents are getting old, and if I can be wealthy and help them, help my family, makes sense to take the burden of being a celebrity. I don't think celebrities are too put off by the microscope that's on their lives when they have millions of dollars in their bank accounts. It's a hell of a trade off. Become a millionare, live in a luxary life style, and never be a free person to walk the streets... kinda a double edge sword. But I'm black, ain't many of us have millions... Like Eddie murphy. Everybody knows how Eddie operates. He grew up in the projects. He said it himself I think, he has no shame in taking the money and being the tolken black guy in the movie if necessary. He grew up with nothing...

Same here. I grew up as a black kid in America. Not much food to eat, bad weirdo parents, the whole damn thing. I mean growing up we didn't have more than 5 solid minutes of warm water out the bathtub. YEP... turns out my father turned the furnace down to low to save on the bills all my childhood, deliberately. So we had no choice but to deal with it. That's just the tip of the ice berg in this circus of a house I grew up in. I can't believe I survived it, or did I. I'm a fucked up person today, don't think I did survive... To end up with any kind of real money would be a miracle...

But yeah like I've been going on about forever now. Disney sees gold in me and I see gold in them. Let's break fucking bread, brother. I'll do it let's go.

Imagine me, being able to walk the streets with tons of money in my account and feeling rich and free, imagine that shit people, the concept, the idea, it's utterly alien to me but it could happen, why not? Goddamit, just not have to worry about money... it'd be so great...

Plan plans plans...

Going to work out and stay fit. I hope to lose weight and look good for Zoe Kravitz, my little crush I have going. She's me but female prettymuch don't ya think. We'd be good together... I'm waaaay too attracted to mulatto girls. I got to stop that shit. I mean it gets my dick hard looking at a girl who's like black and white together nes quick type hoooooo. I just like, wow, shit's awesome to look at. Too bad Raven Symone's gay.

A word on that. I don't buy it. I think she's just never had a man love her or she has issues with men, but I see too many fake lesbos today, just too many. They're women, they love dick, but they're ashamed of it so they act all lesbo... Like, I think if Raven and I went to school together as kids, we'd be married today. Lord knows she's got plenty of milk in her titties. Why the hell would you waste that, I don't fucking know people.

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