All posts by Author_Murray

I live in Santa Clarita CA with my wife Tara and our dog Brownie.

SelfieMe App

SelfieMe App

Daniel Christian Art is the Creator and Founder of the “SelfieMe” Application coming to mobile devices around the world. SelfieMe is the new wave of picture sharing amongst your friends and family. Imagine taking pictures of yourself and sharing them with friends all over the world, in high definition and with picture filters to add character to your photo…In today’s world, social media is the direct link that connects the entire world together. People are no longer miles and miles away, they are at the click of a button; total accessibility. People strive their entire lives to seek acceptance, and understanding for who they are. We all want to be understood, accepted and liked.

In a new wave of social media and picture sharing, SelfieMe is the next mobile App that will have everyone buzzing! My role in this new up-and-coming mobile application you ask? I am the Marketing Consultant who represents Mr. Art in promoting his Application. The new wave is here; the mobile application that goes beyond personal and brings you front and center! This will be the application that replaces Instagram!

My Theory: Dog’s Develop Owners Behavior

It goes without saying that my Chihuahua Brownie has a personality unlike any other dog I have either had in my life, or come across. I strongly believe that he has taken a behavior like Tara and myself and joined them to his personality-in turn making him “Dog of the Century” every single day. He sneezes and has allergies like Tara and I do; how ironic is that?!

He prances around and gets excited when it comes to getting out of the apartment and walking around our neighborhood; he loves the chance to see the world and come into contact, up-close and personal with other dogs.

We continuously receive compliments on his behalf; because he is an unusually attractive “Cute” Chihuahua. I think it’s the funniest thing.

He loves to play with his toys; he barks at me when I’m on the computer too long or when I’m playing on my phone and not paying attention to him instead.

He loves sleeping in our bed; he feels it’s a privilege that he shall receive every night rather than sleep in our kitchen.

He’s not a barker, aka “Yapper” like you would say for most Chihuahua’s…and he’s mixed with another breed of dog we don’t know exactly because he is adopted lol.

He gives you this look, like he’s staring deep into your eyes and when he wants attention. He doesn’t believe in personal space; no “security bubble” surrounds you when he is around. He will invade your personal space and demand attention no matter what you are doing at that particular moment.

He sleeps a lot; takes naps to recharge his battery.

He loves people food, and he has his “begging face” down to a T.

Simply put, I believe that our dog Brownie has a personality like us; loveable, playful, needing attention all the time, wanting to exercise, and definitely likes getting out of the house to see the world.

My Response to a Friend’s Blog Post Regarding Suicide

My friend Karina Noxon started a blog on tumblr and she goes by I would suggest you check her out because her pages are really well done and interesting. She also aspires to write short stories in her near future so I wish her the best of luck with that as well. She is a very sweet person. She posted a blog about a blurred letter talking about suicide and why it was a sin because it was “literally” the only decision we could make/control in our own lives. And it was a sin because God “couldn’t stop us” from doing it if we really wanted to. I wanted to leave a comment on her page but fell upon some difficulty doing so, so I commented on her Facebook page and then decided to post a blog about it myself with what my response was towards her post.

Well I don’t have all of the answers, of course I am NOT God…He knows everything…but I would say that killing yourself would be one of if not the worst decision anyone could make in their lives…there is no coming back from it…no second chances-no do-overs nothing. I believe that God has given us the opportunity to make decisions every single day of our lives knowing that what we might be doing is wrong at times and other times it’s not. Life is such a gift and so beautiful in so many ways; it’s like the old saying that “you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.” Well like your life, things might be difficult because there are struggles in our lives we appreciate the blessings and good things in our lives. If everything was “perfect” we have two parents equally involved and present in our lives, we were all physically stunning, we were all wealthy, we were all “perfect”, then the world would be a miserable place to live in.

Because without struggles, we don’t live-we don’t grow…we don’t learn. If you are over weight and don’t feel like you are physically beautiful because what “society portrays as beauty”, someone else might disagree with that…and to them, you are beautiful. Beauty is in the eyes of he beholder…I am tall and bald…I have a million tattoos, I like my smile and my eyes…but for the most part, I don’t like the way my face looks…it is round and I feel like people judge me or label me as a “fat guy” because I have a round face and they don’t need to see anything else on my body to prove otherwise. I am a happily married man, and to my wife; I AM GOOD ENOUGH. I AM attractive enough for her…she loves me for who I am as a man, what I look like and what’s inside of me. I don’t need all women to find me attractive: love me, adore me, or particularly want to be involved in my life…and I’m okay with that. I don’t need the admiration, love, or support from every woman in this world…I just need my families, friend’s, and loved one’s support and love and that’s it! I think the most difficult thing we as human beings do to ourselves is we judge each other so harshly on appearances and nothing else. We are our own worst critics…that’s just the way it goes.

I know I went off on a tangent for awhile there, but it’s what will help clarify my point to this long ass post that could be classified as a blog post…lmao ; p Life is the adventure…we become who we were meant to become largely in part because of our struggles in life…we sin everyday that is a given, we are human…but killing yourself is not the answer…for anyone who reads this…I say hang on and don’t lose faith in God…it will get better.

Of course on her Facebook page, I left a shorter comment; when I decided to make this a blog-I added a few things to appropriately validate my points of views and morals.

Today’s Society

In the wake of coming home from a nice ocean fishing trip with my younger brother Todd and my dad, I spoke with my wife a little before getting in the shower. We spoke about how today’s society puts so much emphasis on the way people look, how they should look, what they should do when they diet, how successful people become successful, and the importance of working out every single day to keep up with your physique. I agreed that it has gotten to the point where it has become overbearing towards our culture because people feel the need to maintain such high standards in their lives in order to be happy.
This astounds me in a sense that behind chasing an image of someone else other than our own, we are striving for acceptance amongst our peers, family and friends. I went to the beach the other day with my wife and my in-laws, and on the beach we saw all different types of people; some were short, some were tall, some were skinny, some were a little on the heavier side, so on so forth. Directly across from where we settled in and stayed for the day, there was a couple with their small son. The man was skinny and fairly short, and the woman was a little on the huskier side and fairly tall (must have been taller than him, so it appeared so.) She was wearing a green two-piece bikini. She wasn’t skinny; and in society’s eyes she would be labeled as obese. But here she was, content with herself, body and all to walk around after just having a kid in a two-piece-for the entire world to see her.
She was busty, looked like if she moved too fast in one direction-her boobs would come popping out! But in my eyes, I thought she was a very pretty woman. What’s up with this scenario?
An “obese” woman, who just had a kid, wearing a two-piece bathing suit at the beach?! In my eyes, nothing! Society has put such an emphasis, set the bar so high that the average man or woman feels “overwhelmed” when trying to keep up with his or her physical appearance.
Why can’t we as a whole in society, stop paying attention to the “noise” that is an image that to be healthy, we have to be model-like skinny: fit, diet all the time, work out six days a week, and have a six pack?! Why can’t we as individuals, just love ourselves for who we are and how God created us to be? I will never understand why people are so obsessed with dieting and working out everyday. I am not the strongest man in the world; I don’t have the best body there is, and when people walk past me, they aren’t staring and admiring the way that I’m put together…guess what? I’m okay with that. I think, what’s more important than all of that, is finding love for yourself…find who you are and be that person, find the other half of you and complete each other. Once you find your soul mate, and after you fell in love, that’s when he or she will see you for who you really are…what’s underneath…deeper than your flesh, under the skin…what’s inside your heart.
I’ve already outlined a story regarding this controversial topic in today’s society-and I hope to publish my story shortly within the next year or so. Until then, I’ll keep you posted.
As always, thanks for your time and reading this post.

Ruby Sparks…movie Changed My Life


It has been awhile since I have posted a blog on my blog; so I figured today of all days would be a good way to get back to blogging again. I am a writer; published three books and as of right now, I don’t have an author website just yet. I have professional pictures available and already saved for my future website. I have struggled lately to manage my life and prioritize myself; with working anywhere from 8-10 hours a day…and as of right now, looks like I will be working 12 days in a row. (I am up to day ten in a row without a day off)

I am a writer and currently I can’t write. I have two projects idling on my desktop ready to be added to; worked on, and completed…I feel like watching that movie Ruby Sparks…a writer who’s stuck without words, without sentences, without direction nor idea to pursue further. I have inspiration all over me; surrounding me…what else do I need at this point? I added a new member to my family, with my wife and I…we adopted a dog. He’s a character for sure; makes us feel more like a family-and I love it. I want to prioritize myself better; working out-developing a schedule with that and a schedule for writing…God help me.

For now, I’ll say good night…Walk our little dog Brownie…get ready for bed, cuddle up with a book maybe…and put this night to bed…behind me.

Doing My part To Make our World a Better Place

Today (September. 15th, 2013) I went to Zuma Beach to meet up with family that I haven’t seen in years; cousins, uncles, and great uncles from all over the world…I had a really great time catching up with everyone and spending time with them. On the drive over from Valencia, my family stopped at a CVS to use the restrooms. My mom, my little nephew and I walked into the CVS and across from the entrance, stood a family: a man, woman and a small little boy. The father was holding up a cardboard sign. I didn’t even read the sign, immediately I knew what I could do to help their situation. I asked the man, “Do you want any food? Are you guys hungry?” He looked at his wife and shook his head yes. So I told him to stay there and that I would buy them something to eat and drink.

I went to the bathroom as quickly as possible because I didn’t want them leaving. I talked with my mom and asked her if there was a restaurant around the area if she saw something where we could get this man some food; rather than buy him something not even worth buying in CVS…CVS isn’t a place to go grocery shopping. My mom said she saw a McDonald’s across the street; perfect idea.

I rushed outside, and walked up to the man, “How about we go to McDonald’s and buy you some food sir? Would that be ok?” He shook his head yes; he and his little son walked with me across the parking lot over to the corner McDonald’s. On the way over there, he started talking to me. He was very appreciative, and he kept on thanking me for my help. He informed me that he was coming down from his country Romania to spend time with his brother who lived in Fullerton; his brother worked part-time, and he was going to stay with him.

The man proceeded to tell me that he and his wife don’t have a job, and that they came to America for a better opportunity to live and find jobs here. He had a car, but they had no money for gas or food; so they were stranded. He told me that he has been waiting for a long time to establish his social security number, and he doesn’t have a license…he and his wife have been waiting for what seems like forever to establish their citizenship here in America. Their life was filled with obstacles that he couldn’t overcome.

Listening to this man absolutely broke my heart. I told him that whenever I see a family strugggling to the point where they are homeless and have no money for food or any other necessity that they might need to live, I try and help them out in any way that I can because I feel that I am blessed and should help out those who are less fortunate than myself. He kept on saying thank you, and God bless you; it melted my heart. We got to McDonald’s, and I asked him what he wanted to order; he said, “Oh just give me a small kid’s meal and a dollar cheeseburger that’s it.” I shook my head and said no way to that; “Get whatever you want,” I said. I ordered his son a kid’s meal, three bottled waters, and a large big-mac meal for him. I also gave him ten dollars gas money so that he could make it to his brother’s house in Fullerton.

I said to him, “God bless you and your family, good luck and take care.” He thanked me more times than I can count; he introduced his family to me afterwards, sadly I forgot their names…but he left me with, “I’m going to pray for you sir, thank you.” And I said, “As will I pray for you…God bless.”

What is really sad; what upsets me the most about our country is how everything is handled with people coming into our country trying to make a better life for themselves; not bringing any trouble with them, drugs or anything…they just want to live among all of us in this great country that we live in…they are fighting and waiting for days, weeks, months, YEARS…trying to become citizens and trying to find any type of job that will help support themselves and their families. People like that, families like that; should be able to find citizenship here. Our government, our laws and regulations are beyond piss-poor and it completely frustrates me to no end!

Seeing that family, that little boy…hungry…with no money for food…and no place to stay…destroyed me…my heart shattered into a trillion pieces….I wish I could have done more for them…I always try to help out those in need when I see them in passing or around; I try my best to avoid giving them money because money is the root of all evil…often times people buy alcohol or drugs with it, to support their addictions-to get their fix…I don’t want to be the one supplying them with the necessary tools to get their fix…I just want to help them…So most of the time, I will buy them food and/or drinks…it is very rare for me to give them money…I guess you could say that it depends on the situation…if I had a chance to talk with them, look into their eyes and gain a feel for them, well then that is a completely different scenario. My message I want to send tonight is; be thankful for whatever it is that you have in your life…because no matter how good or bad you might have it, others’ out there are in a much worse predicament. Do what you feel is right, be humble; and do your part in making the world a better place to live…
Thanks for reading….God bless.

The Life of a Millionaire

I went to Venice Beach today (July. 3rd, 2013) with my buddy and his son to walk around and pass the time away; we both figured it would be nice to do something different and see new places. We walked around Venice, and it was packed with people jogging, rollerblading, walking, riding backs and people just enjoying the beach in general. My friend and I walked up to the pier where all of the action was: the rides, the restaurants…everything.

We saw a crowd of people gather around, photographers and sound people everywhere…I thought that may be there might be a celebrity sighting or something, possibly a show or movie being filmed here on the pier. So I wanted to be nosy and peek around to see if we run into anyone in particular…sure enough, we came across the chair of Kristen Bell…I was all star-struck and didn’t believe it at first, so we hung around to confirm if it was really her…and it was!

I was blown away! I was like a kid in a candy store! I am probably the BIGGEST MOVIE BUFF in California to DATE…and I go ape-shit when I come across movie stars! So I was ecstatic; she was sitting down-which looked like she was changing her shoes, when a little girl with down syndrome walked up to her and started talking to her. Kristen was a complete sweetheart the entire time! She talked with the little girl, gave her a hug, and told her that she was pregnant herself and soon to have a child.

I didn’t now what to do or expect, so I thought the only way to not only say that hey we ran into a movie star today, was to get a picture with her as proof to show the wife to be and friends and family! So I foolishly gave my smartphone to my buddy and tried explaining to him really quickly how to take pictures on it…I should have just taken the picture myself…my friend didn’t know how to do it unfortunately.

I walked up to Kristen, and I was like, “Excuse me Miss Bell, is it ok if I get a picture with you really fast?” And to her credit, working or not, even if she was on a brief break or not and here I was disturbing her free time to just relax…she looked up at me and smiled…”Sure that’s fine.” I was ecstatic…here I was ready to go, next to a movie star, arm around her and everything, entrusting my buddy who isn’t knowledgable when it comes to technology, accidentally didn’t properly take our picture. That was literally the only drawback the only event that didn’t go well for us today; besides that everything was amazing! We had an incredible time!

The thing that amazes me, is how she is just like anyone else…she is no different than you are I by any means…yes she is very successful, easily a millionaire and an actress; but she seemed down-to-earth and bottom line a complete sweetheart. Thinking back, I acted like the paparazzi; probably bugging the heck out of her…even her set people were very polite when they apologized to me for saying that they had to steal her away from pictures because she was changing sets and location. I was totally impressed. And I would like to reach out and just commend Miss Bell on being the “Class Act” that every movie star should embody and display.

She was very sweet.

This was the thought that crossed my mind after we left; how a millionaire’s lifestyle must be like…what are their schedules like? How did they reach stardom? What type of person are they like? Are they humble and sweet like Miss Bell? Are they very happy? The amazing part of the entire ordeal is how Kristen Bell is just a human being who became successful in movies and TV shows…bottom line. It may be hard to really comprehend that to some extent, all I knew was I was going ape-shit like a kid in the candy store being next to her. It was a really good day….it had me daydreaming and story-plotting completely.

People Watching

This is a subject matter that I think everyone can relate to…people watching. Like ants coming and going moving things around and building a home on Earth, people scatter around the city-everywhere, coming and going; some just staying for awhile until they find their next destination. I find this very interesting. My fiance and I love going out to eat in different restaurants in the Santa Clarita area; I find myself talking to her about this topic.

Both of us sit back and enjoy our meal together; taking in the people around us moving all over. It’s funny because sometimes I think about what their lives must be like…a man in a business suit…does he own his own business? Is he wealthy and a workaholic? The woman going to the gym…is she a stay at home mom, having the early evenings to herself to go to the gym to get in shape?

What about the family walking to the restaurant…where do they live? What does the husband and wife do for work? I see that they are driving in a BMW; are they all about status? Is that car theirs? Are they leasing it? It’s so funny how the human brain works, how we think and how we react towards others around us that come into contact with us throughout the day.

Everytime I take a drive or sit at a restaurant with friends, family, or the future wife…my mind is constantly thinking….new ideas…the next big thing…the next story…what is it people like hearing about? What is it people like reading about? What types of books sell the most and why? I know that a good love story won’t have any problems selling; what can be done differently to make the story remarkable and hard to put down?

Hmmmmm….the next great idea might be thought of today….possibly tonight…or right now…

Ten Year High School Reunion Thought…

I have thought about my ten year high school reunion towards the end of my senior year; I always envisioned myself very successful and established at that point in time. I thought about returning back to my high school with all of my friends; meeting their wives and husbands and children; sharing my stories about my life with them and asking them about their experiences over the years.

The thing about all of that, is it lacks truth and reality…after high school, life happened to all of us…all of my so-called “friends” started their lives outside of high school. The one thing that no one bothers talking about, is how everyone moves on and leaves you behind. Everyone I was so close to and involved with, they moved on. I tried staying in contact with a few of them during the time I went to junior college, but I was unsuccessful. I realized then, that my “real friends” are those that I have made or will make that stick around and have a vested interest in the direction of my life…and who honestly care about me as a man.

It’s hard to come to that realization; that’s growing, that’s life, and that’s maturity. I often see the movie “American Pie” on TV…they came up with an American Reunion movie where all of the friends in high school go to their reunion and reunite like they never have been away from one another at all. That seems great and all, but that’s not believable by any means…we all spread out and move on with our lives…actually, it’s when we really BEGIN our lives as adults. Life is like that though; I have thought about the idea of what it would be like to still be friends with those people in high school, it sounds nice…but that’s all it is though, an idea-a thought.

Either way, I strongly believe that the friends that I do have in my life right now, are my true friends. I talk to a number of people every week a few times a week, those people generally care about how I am; and I consider myself lucky. If I have four people in my life that I talk to all the time, whether or not we hang out or just talk on the phone, I would say that I am lucky. People come and go, and that is not a catch phrase; that’s reality. I just find it difficult at times to realize that, witness it; and cope with.

So the question is, am I going to my high school reunion for the ten year anniversary? No…I don’t feel like it is necessary at this time in my life to go back. Everyone I was friends with back then, have moved on with their lives without my friendship. So I don’t feel the need to go back and be disappointed once again; I am working on my life everyday, and I have found my best friend in the entire world-I am getting married to her.

My legacy won’t be how many books I publish/write; my legacy won’t be the amount of friends that I have, and my legacy won’t be how much money I am worth; my legacy will be my life with my family…my kids…that’s all that will matter to me. My friends with me will enjoy the journey…

Collector’s Obsession

This is a topic that we can discuss literally all night long: what we like to collect. It’s funny because my fiance has about a million different purses in her collection, I know that sounds like I am exaggerating a bit, okay maybe her total number is close to if not more than 50 plus purses. That’s a lot of purses to have; but who am I to judge, it’s what she is into so if it makes her happy it makes me happy. Me on the other hand, like any other guy would attest in my defense; is I collect watches. I love watches as a style, I am fairly new to collecting them, I have a case where I store them in of course, and my collection is listed at the number of 8 total watches so far.

I am also into collecting quarters because it was something that My dad passed down to me from his father (my grandpa.) Being that I also pride myself on being a movie critic on my Facebook page, I see a lot of movies! I have more than 500 DVD’s in my movie collection that dates back to when I was fifteen years old when I worked my first job saving up to purchase my favorite movies as a way of entertainment for myself. I have always wondered about the career aspect of a “movie critic”, from the research that I came across, they don’t make a lot of money. This to me was a little discouraging because I believe that they make roughly around $50,000 dollars a year. In today’s economy, if you don’t have another income by either your roommate or girlfriend, wife, boyfriend, or husband, than you are literally broke!

Something I thought of, of course. Aside from watches and movies, I have a small wallet collection and sun glasses as well. And the obvious of course; for women, they have their erray of different perfumes, for us guys-we have our selection of different colognes…and I am no different, I have a substantial cologne collection myself.