February 24, 2008
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I love Sundays. It's my don't do shit day. I have my alarm wake me up to the commodores "easy like Sunday morning.", grab the sunday paper, some breakfast, and just chill. surfing the net today, I came across this interesting post:
The reason why you aren't a millionaire (or on your way to becoming one) is really quite simple. You probably assume it's because you aren't earning enough money, but the truth is that for most people, whether or not you become a millionaire has very little to do with the amount of money you make. It's the way that you treat money in your daily life.
Here are 10 possible reasons you aren't a millionaire:
1. You Care What Your Neighbors Think: If you're competing against them and their material possessions, you're wasting your hard-earned money on toys to impress them instead of building your wealth.
2. You Aren't Patient: Until the era of credit cards, it was difficult to spend more than you had. That is not the case today. If you have credit card debt because you couldn't wait until you had enough money to purchase something in cash, you are making others wealthy while keeping yourself in debt.
3. You Have Bad Habits: Whether it's smoking, drinking, gambling or some other bad habit, the habit is using up a lot of money that could go toward building wealth. Most people don't realize that the cost of their bad habits extends far beyond the immediate cost. Take smoking, for example: It costs a lot more than the pack of cigarettes purchased. It also negatively affects your wealth in the form of higher insurance rates and decreased value of your home.
4. You Have No Goals: It's difficult to build wealth if you haven't taken the time to know what you want. If you haven't set wealth goals, you aren't likely to attain them. You need to do more than state, "I want to be a millionaire." You need to take the time to set saving and investing goals on a yearly basis and come up with a plan for how to achieve those goals.
5. You Haven't Prepared: Bad things happen to the best of people from time to time, and if you haven't prepared for such a thing to happen to you through insurance, any wealth that you might have built can be gone in an instant.
6. You Try to Make a Quick Buck: For the vast majority of us, wealth doesn't come instantly. You may believe that people winning the lottery are a dime a dozen, but the truth is you're far more likely to get struck by lightning than win the lottery. This desire to get rich quickly likely extends into the way you invest, with similar results.
7. You Rely on Others to Take Care of Your Money: You believe that others have more knowledge about money matters, and you rely exclusively on their judgment when deciding where you should invest your money. Unfortunately, most people want to make money themselves, and this is their primary objective when they tell you how to invest your money. Listen to other people's advice to get new ideas, but in the end you should know enough to make your own investing decisions.
8. You Invest in Things You Don't Understand: Your hear that Bob has made a lot of money doing it, and you want to get in on the gravy train. If Bob really did make money, he did so because he understood how the investment worked. Throwing in your money because someone else has made money without fully understanding how the investment works will keep you from being wealthy.
9. You're Financially Afraid: You are so scared of risk that you keep all your money in a savings account that is actually losing money when inflation is put into the equation, yet you refuse to move it to a place where higher rates of return are possible because you're afraid that you will lose money.
10. You Ignore Your Finances: You take the attitude that if you make enough, the finances will take care of themselves. If you currently have debt, it will somehow resolve itself in the future. Unfortunately, it takes planning to become wealthy. It doesn't magically happen to the vast majority of people.
In reality, it is probably not just one of the above bad habits that has kept you from becoming a millionaire, but a combination of a few of them. Take a hard look at the list, and do some reflecting. If you want to be a millionaire, it's well within your power, but you'll have to face the issues that are currently keeping you from creating that wealth before you will have a chance to call yourself one.
February 19, 2008
7:45pm Eastern Time
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Back where I started 9 days ago. gettin' off the bus in DownTown Detroit. It's still cold as a mothafucka here, it's still dirty, grimey and I see the dirty, grimey news crews are still chasing stories about THE MAYOR of Detroit. They've been parked outside of the city county builing for the past month. Yep, I'm home. Guess I'll get a few hours of sleep before work.
February 19, 2008
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a lil 30 minute layover in the ATL. I was hoping they had a waffle house up in there somewhere, cause they got em on every corner in the city. I couldn't find one so I settled for some white castle wannabe Krystals. Yep, I'm back to eating burgers again already.
February 19, 2008
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Just touched back down in the U.S., well Puerto Rico anyways now that I'm here, I'ma tell yall if you decide you wanna leave the country, make sure you're not dirty. It had been a minute since I had crossed any borders. Going into Canada has always been pretty strict. I can remember going over with one of my boyz back in college to drink at the bars because you could do it at 19 in Windsor. On the way back to the U.S., they locked him up because he had forgotten to toss a beer before coming back over and he was a minor. They only let me go, cause he confessed it was his. I'm not sure if it's changed on the southern borders, but back in 2006, I was going through freely. They just ran security checks when you came back through to the U.S. To my surprise, going from Puerto Rico to Domincan Republic, they checked me with a fine tooth comb before I left the U.S. and then again when I returned. They asked me why I went to DR for such a short period of time(5 days). I told them I would've stayed longer but had to go back to work. lol, when I said that, dig this..they wanted to call my employer to verify. I was like you're kidding me right. They took my computer to a back room and examined its contents, looked at my video camera and photos. I was like WOW. They really ain't playin' in 2008. So like I said, if you leave, make sure you ain't dirty, cause you might find yourself being placed in custody for some outstanding shit(traffic tickets/child-support/alimony/taxes etc.) and/or they might not let your ass back in this mothafucka.
February 19, 2008
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Grabbed me a nice little beard trim from the neighborhood and I gotta say dude was nice with the razor and that just about does it for me here in D.R. shit I guess I should go back to work tommorow. I threw alot of "etc." photos below me up above.
February 18, 2008
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I kinda hate to leave this mothafucka, but it's cool though. I know I can come back to this mothafucka on any given weekend(that I'm not working). I met an english speaking cat that works in the bar. Dude used to play major league baseball, but he fucked up his shoulder. As he was shutting down for the night, I told him that I think I'm gonna be moving here. Not knowing I got the porn shit poppin' he said there's always a need for english speaking workers in the tourist areas. but I already knew that. As a matter of fact, that goes for any foreign place that doesn't use english as its main language though. I met another english speaking Dominican same age as myself, said that he had moved to NYC when he was 18, said fuck college, and worked as a chef for 12 hours a day for years. Said he saved almost every single penny he made in the U.S., except for rent, food, transportation and clothing. Then he felt he had saved enough so he moved back to D.R. and says he doesn't work anymore. Claims he doesn't even have to leave his house if he doesnt want to. says he just lives off the interest of the money he has in the U.S. bank. I don't know if I believe that shit, but it's an idea for you young cats reading. I've heard all kinds of shit buuuut there are a lot of liars in DR, just like anywhere else.
February 18, 2008
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It always amazes me how even in other countries U.S. presidents get monuments. I wonder what George Washington did for D.R. I only found out it was presidents day because I tried to call my bank to ask about a wire transfer from one of the porn companies affiliate programs that I have on my site. They were closed. Had I been in the U.S., I guess all the furniture sale commercials would have reminded me.
February 18, 2008
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The first 2 dishes were from a restraunt I found that has a variety of diferent kinds of foods prepared. I kept trying to goto different places, but this joints stuff was just too delicious. The bottom picture is the fish that I kept telling myself I was gonna try, but I just couldn't get the nerve up to eat that shit, I mean the teeth are still showing. next time maybe. I will say this though, I haven't eaten a hamburger in a whole week, and that's usually a daily item in my diet.
February 17, 2008
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Okay, I promise you this'll be the last time I mention anything about the women here. But you gotta understand, beauty is just soooo overwhelming here. and man, the Haitian women that I'm meeting are unbelievable. One walked up to me on the street because she thought I was from Haiti. She said because of my dreads. She started the conversation off in french and then slid right into english when I told her I was from the U.S. I keep thinking to myself why the fuck didn't I come here sooner. Puerto Rico has nothing on D.R., I seriously don't even need to go back there. I'm already planning my next trip to D.R., and I haven't even left yet. Oh yeah, you see the 1st picture up above. It's one of my favorites. Look at them dudes expressions and it should tell you everything. She was baaaaaaad. Had a sexy walk like I had never seen before. nice mango size breast with a fresh pair of Jordans on. and that ain't hairweave inside of her hat either. I thought about throwing up some photos of women. I snapped a lot. I think they were considering me almost worshipping their beauty and taking photos as a compliment(which is correct). lol, you start asking American women can you take photos of them, and see the response you get. I enjoy being an asshole, so them two shots above is all you're gonna see from me. If you wanna see the most beautiful group of women that I've seen so far on this planet, get on the greyhound or the Amtrak and bring your ass down here.
February 17, 2008
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Oh yeah, the sunday paper(just wish I could read it) and a soda I've never tasted before, not a bad way to start Sunday off. I'm not doing a got damn thing but chillin' today and I'll probably watch on TV the allstar game that I could've been at. I think I made the right decision. My view from the TV should be much better, than the view from row 300 seats.
February 17, 2008
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I got off the bus with a baaaaad female in Boca Chica, all I did was said hola to her when she got on(right at the 9:48 mark on the video below), and when we got off, she was asking to accompany me at the beach. and I swear it's so sexy the way they say it when they're trying to speak english, "may I accom-pan-ie you?" I LOVE IT! Said she had a bikini in her bag. As fine as she was, I was just too hot to handle the beaming heat there. When I got off the bus with her, sweat felt like it was gushing outta every pore on my face. For a while I thought maybe an insect had bit me or I had ate some bad food. I knew I was gonna have to get on the next one and go right back to Santo Domingo. She said hasta, and walked off with ass shaking eveywhere. They offer you a table with an umbrella at the beach, but I still couldn't fuck with it. My next trip here, I'm gonna just book a hotel on a beach. I'm glad I hit the city for my first visit though. I wouldn't have gotten as much of of the D.R. flavor in a resort area. On the way back, I said hola to another female on the bus, and she starts wiping the sweat off my face with her bare hands and whispers she can go back to my hotel in Santo Domingo with me. I declined her offer. When you're here you realize there's a fine woman willing to kick it with you every where you go, every minute of the day. Got damn, I gotta see if it's like this in Brasil.
February 16, 2008
2:20pm Atlantic time
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I wanted to run up to dude and ask him, "What the fuck is wrong with you dog?" I was walking behind the two of them for a little while yesterday, they're holding hands, kissing and shit. Taking pictures of each other. All the beautiful sistas on this island and he comes to DR with her. A FAT WHITE American BITCH, hahahahaha. but I don't know, maybe she's paying for everything. You know how broke brothas are though. but shit they both look broke.
February 16, 2008
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Alright, venturing through Santo Domingo, the capital city. Just a sample of the photos that I shot the first day I got here.
February 15, 2008
6:47pm Atlantic time
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phew, okay I'm back. I have never heard anything sound so sweeter than the sound that the ATM machine makes when money is gettin' ready to come out of it. Up above is just a few dollars I'ma spend tonight. Now it looks like a lot, but it's not quite $60 U.S. now I know niggaz in the states that spend that in one hour on a Friday night in an hour at the titty bars and then they're done, but I'ma let yall take a trip here and see what it gets you in the side streets on Santo Domingo late at night. I Just got back from the bank, and I caught that mothafucka right before it closed. I was sweating yall...was down to 120 pesos. That might have got me 1 meal. I was spending money not considering that the ATM machine here might not take my card. Shit it wouldn't in Mexico. If that ATM hadn't accepted maestro, cirrus or star...my black ass would've been running for the ferry before it takes off to get back to Puerto Rico tonight. lol. Man, if yall wanna see where the reeeeeal fine chica's are in D.R. goto a bank, all the tellers look like models. but i couldn't talk too much cause the security guard was strapped with what looked like military weapons and I didn't want the wrong spanish word to slip out. I'm not sure what kind of fee's the ATM charged me, cause the machine didn't give that warning that it usually does in the U.S. but all I know is I'm good now. I'ma take that 120 pesos that I was gonna have to stretch and buy me an El Presidente brew, some pollo, papas fritas and chill around the hotel for a few hours and then take some of the money that just came out the machine(see you can't help but to spend here) and find me an unbelievably beautiful chica to give me a massage and whatever else she's willing to give. hahahaha. I flew to Puerto Rico with cash in my pockets. Didn't think I was gonna have to take any money out the bank., but when I got to D.R., my shit just evaporated. I think it's the exchange rate that fucks you up. for every U.S. dollar you get 32 D.R. pesos. and I'm almost positive the mothafuckas working in the stores are gafflin' me. None of the shit has pricetags on it, so they charge you what they want. I caught one dude trying to charge me 100 pesos for a soda. He played it real smooth, I handed him the cash and he just wasnt gonna give me my change. he was like, "You gave me 100 pesos." I was like "right, and the soda only cost 30 pesos." but hey, it's only money, I'm just visiting their country and my motto is as long as you're enjoying yourself and you can make more money keep spending. I'll be laying out on the beach all day tommorow. I wanna see just how black I can get. peace.
February 15, 2008
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I'm here now and I honestly can't believe how beautiful these women are. Whatz more shocking is how many there are. This is probably the closest place to heaven that a man who enjoys pussy can get to. But then again, they tell me Brasil is bangin' too. I'll find that out this summer. I got some more shit to say and show, but I'll post that in when I get back to the U.S., and some other shit, but I'll paste that in when I get back to the states. Yo, I am praying to GOD right now that my bank ATM card is gonna work in the machine when I walk outta this computer cafe, cause with all the fiestas in my hotel room, I'm almost outta pesos.
February 14, 2008
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Yeah, so I decided to put my nosebleed NBA AllStar game tickets up for sale on craigslist.com, Sold them, and actually made a little profit. I lost some cash for cancelling my hotel reservation though, so I basically came out even. Why did I cancel, well, ever since I stepped foot in Puerto Rico, catz have been telling me you gotta goto Dominican Republic. Now I know yall have heard as much about that place, as I have. If you go back to the first page of this blog, you'll see that before even going to that mothafucka I was talking about one day moving there. Well, I'm making bueno deniro, so I said fuck it, caught a ferry and I'm floating my ass on over there. I'm telling yall, the best way to live is spontaneously. I'm still going down to N.O. this spring, just to fuck around, literally, but for right now, dealing the crowd just ain't something I wanna do. Maybe it's maturity, but Puerto Rico put me in chill mode. To compensate myself for not going to the game, I just bought 2 tickets to the L.A. clippers versus the Detroit Pistons March 1st at the staples center. I'll be back tommorow to let yall know how my voyage went, and of course you members to my .com site will see how my Valentines Day is going/went tommorow. Oh yeah, for those trying to contact me, send email cause there's no T-mobile service out here, be patient and I'll get back to you. wi-fi is scarce out here too. So I hop on the net when I can.
February 13, 2008
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Now this is what I wanted to see. You got new houses, old houses and abandoned houses on this island. All of which are attainable for a mothafucka with decent income or some savings/investments or either. You actually gotta see the shit and have vision. Me, I'm just looking right now.
February 13, 2008
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Just another soda. Pineapple flavor, delicious. But I swear it taste just like every other Pineapple drink I've had.
February 12, 2008
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Okay, that was dinner. and the snapshots below are just some shit I saw in Mayaguez today. Yeah, yesterday I flew in to San Juan and made my way over to Mayaguez, google the two. The high was 85 degrees out today, but I swear it ain't real humid. No where near as hot as Cali or Miami. Comfortable. Fowl run around all over the street, you even see mothafuckas plucking feathers on their porches, gettin' ready to fry em. Shocking to me was to see people in the projects(the multicolored building in the pictures up above) riding horses like they were bikes through the alleys. Of course there's the U.S. postal service which runs in Puerto Rico. Cheap gas, naw that price is for litres not gallons.
February 12, 2008
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This is whatz for lunch. A detroit original. Funny thing is it taste better here in PR. They're all sloppy and drenched in sauce in the states. Yall probably didn't know that the owner, Mike Illich owns the Detroit Tigers and the Detroit Red Wings. He and his wife started the Little Caesars pizza company in Detroit in 1957. They own a lot of landmark locations in downtown Detroit. Little Caesars ain't the best Pizzas in the world(remind me to put yall up on Pizzapapalis), they're not always hot, but they're cheap, fast and ready. The same way I like my women. I'll have something a lil better for dinner.
February 12, 2008
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Man, I reeeeeally gotta get www.ilovesoda.com going. These are just 2 of the soda's or POP's as we call them in the midwest that I've seen in P.R. Both made in San Juan, and I didn't even know they existed before today. I'm sure a lot of yall didn't either. They taste pretty good too.
February 11, 2008
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As you can see, the flight into P.R. was beautiful. I was really diggin' the graffiti at the airport in San Juan. I stepped right out to the curb, flagged down a taxi and now I'm gettin' ready for BUSINESS AND PLEASURE. You know there's a very fine line between the two when you're making porn. hahahaha.
February 10, 2008
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Wow, yall tore this site down yesterday, that's what that Bandwidth message meant. I'm not sure where all the traffic came from and why it came, but I love it though, the more people hittin' this site up, the more motivation I get to make it tight. So No problem, I just called my host and told them to charge some more bandwidth to my account. But anywayz, I'm back up now. As you can see I made it to the airport. Unfortunately, the flight outta Detroit was delayed multiple times, not because of the weather there, but JFK had one of their runways closed because of wind conditions and I missed the last connecting flight from NYC to San Juan. So, I had to spend 12 hours there. It was cool though, I got a chance to brave the cold eastcoast night air to kick it in Harlem for a few hours plus the airline hooked ya boy up with a credit for another flight.
February 10, 2008
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Okay So yeah these are some pictures of Detroit Winterblast a lil outside festival in the middle that the city can barely afford to have. Normally I wouldn't even fuck with it, cause I think I told yall I don't like cold weather. Buuuut I had to pass by this mothafucka on my way to the airport, so I said why not. When I get to where I'm going I'll be sure to show people. Yo, I can't believe how many bottle mothafuckas were able to collect for the 10 cent deposit on them. See the picture above, I'm not mad at them. If you wanna read more about the winterblast, I'm sure the dude that runs
Detroitblog.org will have an extensive review. That used to be one of my favorite sites until they stopped the "real" urban exploration. Well, I'm finished eating coney island, let me step back out into the 10 deree weather and grab a bus to the airport. The next few days is gonna be reaaaal interesting yall, make sure you come back constantly, I'm gonna try to do multiple entrys per day.
February 1, 2008
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My footprints are usually the first ones in the snow when I get to my 9 to 5, but don't get it twisted, it doesn't mean I'm a hard worker. Shit, I hardly work. I basically just have to show up. but to be honest with you, that's sometimes the hardest part of the day. I'm just throwing that snapshot up for all yall that live in warm weather climates. Some of yall see snow and it looks pretty on TV or in pictures, but it's real uglay when you gotta get up eaaarly in the morning to have that cold wind hit you in the face while you scrape ice off your mothafuckin' ride. Warm the inside of your car up and then drive for an hour on a voyage that usually takes 20 minutes. And what do you get after that hour trek through traffic and snow? Shit, you get to work. lol, this morning was a mothafucka here in the "D", all the local schools were closed, the roads were fucked up, cars were in ditches on the side of the roads. All the kinda shit that makes you wonder why the fuck would anyone wanna live in the Midwest or the eastcoast in the U.S. One of my homegirls told me she has had it today. She's not her paying February rent which is due today. Said instead she was taking her bread, getting a Uhaul truck and heading down to Georgia. God bless her. Yeah welcome to February. Me? Bad weather doesn't really bother me anymore. Cause I know I don't really have to deal with it. But got dammit, money is a real nice motivator. It's Friday and the only reason I haven't jetted off to get away from this 20 degree weather for the weekend is because I got a nice lil Superbowl party to hit up on Sunday. Next weekend...., well I'll talk about that then.
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