monday

well...I have officially been to Inglewood(similiar to compton)...what brought me to those parts you ask?  Turns out people in hollywood don't want to be seen in wal-marts so there are none in hollywood(yet there is a k-mart?  what the fuck, iowa has them on that level of classiness).  So i had to drive to inglewood.  Well, to paint a picture...three level wal-mart in a mall, where I was the only white person in the entire place, but asian  kyle was with me...so i had street cred.  Well it is a damn mess in that place...three lines to check out for a three level wal-mart...what happens when you put hundreds of crazy women in a 30 person checkout line?  70 year old black women begin fighting...CRAZY.......

Job update--test and interview with L.A sheriff's department...not as sweet as LAPD but it will have to do....I am going to make peace between the bloods and crips..one crazy god speach at a time...i am sure the response will be great

Macgyver

I am too excited not to post this first thing when I wake up...my leaky mattress is fixed..the leak was at the seal of the fill up hole..I fixed this little problem with two condoms and a little handy work...I have a bed again!

The first few days...

My journey to L.A. started in Manson, IA last saturday- bare with me..this first post isnt the best..

Day: 1

Place:Heart of Denver( on interstate)

Story:  Traffic is bad, an accident up the road has caused things to get crazy and congested.  I turn around after hearing a lot of honking....only to find a yellow truck dodging out of the way of a blue civic....you ask why do i give the crappy details of it being a civic?  well the driver of the car that narrowly missed causing a huge accident...kyle....well nothing happened..we made it to colorado springs just fine to check into the most seedy motel we could find...shortly after 1 a.m.  I wake up to kyle walking in his sleep screaming "get me out of here"......that freaked me out enough...soon there after I wake to 6 or 7 gun shots..

Day 2:

Place:somewhere in the rockies

Story: tried taking a "short cut" to the grand canyon...decided to turn off the interstate...drove around in the mountains for a long time...rarely seeing people...you think iowa has some isolated areas...cruise through some back roads of the mountains for a while...after we got out of the middle of the mountains we stayed at cortez, az...new to the area...an indian reservation...being from iowa and never having seen anyone with a different skin color...i mistakenly asked a man a question that only a local would know(an indian)  he responds..."not from here, hawaii"

In LA.:

Venice beach: saw a guy walking around in a speedo with man boobs...caring a boom box..with fake gold jewerly..........he didnt make us flinch compared to the people I have now coined "willy"....standing on santa monica blvd when a homeless dude charges us with shopping cart and nasty teeth yelling "asdfhds kljdfasdfs"  i turn to see wunschel and kyle taking off like they had just farted in the area.....wunschel then proclaims"he wont ever go out again"

Tonight(thursday the 5th)  

I am sitting in an empty studio on air mattress...what used contain air...it is now just a piece of rubber being that it has popped the first fucking night...i now get to sleep on hard wood floors with my car parked over two blocks away...try finding a spot in this town. with no tv, no gas, no microwave, no internet..using someone elses..thanks for not securing.......other than all that...the place is cozy..kyle and i just cuddling 

ps..i am trying to donate sperm..odd comment after kyle and i cuddling...haha..cross your fingers they have a demand for skinny poor guys with no jobs and widows peaks, an a bit of eskimo heritage

things I have learned so far:

- you can only turn left (without a green arrow) when the light is orange...it isn't possible to turn left during a green ANYWHERE..have to turn during the "grey light"(orange)

-mcdonalds are not around that much..if they are...drive through only a lot of the time

-rolls royce phantoms are everywhere, along with any other european pricy car

-hot girls are everywhere...with fat old guys

-I am not sure if it is possible to get pulled over in L.A..regardless of what you do 

-the smell of pot is as frequent as nice cars

over and out..going to sleep in the closet...the only place with carpet that might be soft