Welcome to "we are almost to Christmas but not really" day. Let me take you back to Friday. I was all set to go to the Halloween party as a very hilarious David Beckham. I had the crutches (he always gets hurt), and my fake bling bling (he has a 500 million dollar contract. I had the socks, the haircut, the shoes, and the shorts. All I needed was the jersey to make it complete. I drove to the mall... no luck. I drove to a sports store... no luck. I drove to another mall... no luck. I ended up driving around aimlessly for about 4 hours. I wish I could tell you I was kidding, but I am afraid it really happened. So what did I go as? A stupid boring doctor. Luckily I found a fake chainsaw at Walgreen's that vibrated and made noise for only 9 dollars. It made no sense but at least I had a prop.

Kinsey on the other hand her outfit ready because she made it herself. She did run into some horrible obstacles: 1) using a glue gun and 2) her skin. Kinsey and her friend Crystal decided to glue part of their costume while it was on them to make sure it looked "cute" and "tight". This was not a very good idea because Kinsey burned herself not once, not twice, not three times... FOUR times!!! I am talking about blister causing burns. Also with the burn came hot glue stuck on her hand which in turn ripped her skin right off. Her finger looks like Freddy Krueger's face and her ankle did not fair much better. She was a trooper though. She had some tears in her eyes but it was brought to her attention that she looked cute so she got right up and we headed to the party where we saw dressed up as "ghetto man". There is nothing ghetto about a man in a bra, red wig, and weird stripper boots. It brought a great laugh though.

At the party we almost ended up having a bit of an altercation. I was standing next to a table talking to some friends when all of a sudden a girl pushes me. I had been standing there for a few minutes and had not done anything to warrant a push so I looked at the girl with the, "what in the world was that?" look. She pushed me again. By this time Kinsey had come over and asked the girl what her problem was after pushing her out of the way. Apparently her friends wanted to take a picture and the only place in this restaurant where she could stand was where I was standing at the moment. Everything got settled down because a dude walked right over to the girl and said "do you know who he is?" She answered by saying "an a-hole?" So the dude said "no, that's JC from the radio." This had embarrassing written all over it because she could have just said, "who cares." Fortunately she was a listener and rushed over to apologize. It is a bit of a bittersweet apology because if I was not on the radio she would have just been a "b" and moved right ahead with her night. But just because she happens to listen to the radio show I am on made her apologize. So you know what I did? I kicked her... haha, you know me and my kicking jokes. The rest of the time I was there she kept telling me how much she loves the show and how she listens all the time.

Chargers won!!! Unfortunately I missed the last quarter because I ate a bad piece of chicken and did not feel well. So Kinsey and I went home and I took a Tylenol. I guess I didn't take the right pill because Kinsey came in and told me I took a sleeping pill with codeine. I was passed out cold by 7pm. I missed the World Series, I missed my Court TV shows, and I missed NFL primetime on ESPN. I did get a full night sleep though : )

Hellooooooooo! Back and ready to attack for a big mack, and please don't smack or do crack... thank you. That was your rhyme to get you going. Now if you would please stand up and do it right now that would be greatly appreciated. Halloween costume update: It's between David Beckham with a crutch (because he is always hurt.... Haha, get it? No? Oh, my bad) or a bad a$$ 80's rocker with tattoos. Feel free to help a brotha out

Yo, yo, yo!!! Not the best day in the world for me yesterday. I am sure you have heard of the fires going on all over Southern California. Well, since I live away from home some things don't quite hit me as hard as they would if I were there. I knew that San Diego had some fires going on but up to yesterday most of the attention seemed to be on Malibu. That put me at ease because I figured that my home town was under control... boy was I wrong. I was tired yesterday, like most Mondays, so I decided to re-fuel myself up by taking a napizzle (that's a nap in Snoop language). I woke up and realized I had missed 5 calls from and had about 6 text messages. This is weird because I normally receive about... um... zero calls a day. I noticed my mom had called along with some friends from back in high school who I had not talked to in a while.

I then start taking a look at my text messages. My best friend Mike, who is dating his ex-girlfriend who hates me, was the last one to text me and this is what it read, "I wish I could call you but the news has told everyone to stop calling so people with emergencies can get through... its real bad dude." At this point I had already ran to the internet and read about the 250,000 people who were chased away from their homes by the fire. I texted back and forth with Mike and he let me know they had been told to leave by the police and that his grandfather's house was most likely gone. I decide to immediately call my mom and check up on them. It took me about 15 minutes to get through on the phone lines. Each time I dialed it would let me know that "all circuits are busy". It was so frustrating that I felt like throwing my phone at the wall, but that would suck because my arm is so strong that I would put a hole in the wall and have to fix it... jk.

When I finally got a hold of my mom I could tell she was frustrated mostly because my dad can't get into town to go to work, which means he is not making money. His work was closed anyways so it wouldn't help much if he got into town. Luckily my parents have not been evacuated yet. Luckily they don't live in our old neighborhood. My mom said she could see a fire approaching but as of that moment police had not rolled by telling people to leave. Unfortunately for all my friends back home this was not the case. My entire town had been evacuated. My mom told me she called our old neighbor only to have her answer the phone in tears. She told my mom that they had to leave their home and that their home would most likely be gone by Wednesday if the winds keep up. This means my old house is most likely going to go down too. Crazy huh?

I immediately tried to call everyone back and some friends who I knew were in that area and I was not able to get a hold of any of them. That's how packed the phone lines are. People are living in the stadium parking lot, in hotels, and in hotels. Even my favorite football player had to evacuate his house. I tried to call him to see if he was ok but he told me to stop stalking him... I don't think calling a pro athlete 32 times a day is excessive, geez.

Sometimes I do have to get a bit serious so I ask everyone to please put a prayer in for my home town and the rest of the people affected by this fire that just wont stop. Firefighters have to spend their time making sure people are evacuating instead of fighting the fire... the winds are so strong that fighting the fire would not do much.

WORD!!!!