4/11/2002 "Good, bad and the ugly....." "Well, how shall I start this out? I have gone over in my head whether I should put this in my journal or not. Decided that letting everyone know that life in the spot light as I am isn`t all the fun and games that I put in writing. Or, on camera. This is my life and a job for me. Very time consuming. At times very tedious. Enjoying the hell out if in every way though. No complaints on my part at all! Just stating facts. I work my ass off (few others along the way) on a daily basis. Part of the success of Michael Brandon is that I am so fucken honest about things. My past life history has been comment on many occasions, emales and interviews. These journal entries are made to give y`all the inside of my life on a day to day basis. Sometimes, life throws a curve at us. The curve was thrown my way a couple Saturday`s ago. I was robbed in my home. Two guys made their way in. Sprayed my face with something. Drew guns. Bound and gagged me with tape. Started going through my second bedroom. Through the tape I mumbled, ""What you are wanting isn`t in here. It is in the other room."" They pushed me in to the other room. Guns pointed against my head. Telling me things like, ""You better keep your mouth shut about all this. Turn us in and our affiliates will kill you."" That sort of dialogue went on the whole time. They put me on the ground once they got me in the other room. One ransacked the place. Turning everything over and looking through drawers. Dumping them. Throwing the mattress off the bed and such. The other held the gun to my head the entire time. They ended UP with cash, jewelry and my lap top. Ugh! The only physical damage I received was a blow to the head when they went to leave. I figure they were trying to knock me out so that I didn`t get UP and run after them. It was all done within a matter of ten to fifteen minutes or so. As I said earlier, the only physical damage I got was the blow to the head. Which, left it very tender for a couple days. Wasn`t able to put a brush through my hair. Leaving it sticking out on the side. That is the trend these days anyhow. Isn`t it? I have to admit though. It has done some damage. Canceling a trip to Orlando and just pretty much hiding out at a friends place. I left immediately after it happen. Drove aimlessly for a bit. Thanks to the San Vicente Inn-Resort, opening their doors for me. They were booked solid. Finding a room for me in their attic loft to shake and rattle for the rest of the night. Spent a week there trying to understand it all. What an experience to have gone through. Coming at a time when I was riding a pink cloud from my accomplishments over the past year. I.E., Performer of the Year award and the Monster Bang #1 Premiere, the weekend prior. Amazing, how life can be so giving and seem to be so fucken cruel. Especially, all the same week. I won`t be going back to that apartment. Except to move my things, eventually. Loved that place. Very serene when you walked through the doors. Calm, and very open to the light. Cross breeze throughout. Fucken loved it. Breaks my heart to move. Doors open in ones life. Doors close. Can`t wait to walk through the door that opens from this one closing. The doors have been opening for me with unbelievable rewards. I can only hold on to that belief. We take life for the good, the bad and the ugly that it has to offer. Hopefully, learning from the experience of bad and ugly. Ya know? Anyhow, back in the saddle one more time. Can`t let them beat me completely now can I? Have Pittsburgh to write about from last weekend. Will try and get it caught UP soon. Hope everyone`s weekend is a good one. Take care and be good to yourselves.