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Trump aides were in constant touch with senior Russian officials during campaign
High-level advisers close to then-presidential nominee Donald Trump were in constant communication during the campaign with Russians known to US intelligence, multiple current and former intelligence, law enforcement and administration officials tell CNN.
By Pamela Brown, Jim Sciutto and Evan Perez, CNN

This is huge. Really huge. Trust me on this. I’m just old enough that I remember coming home from school and having nothing to watch on TV because the Watergate hearings were on every channel. (This was back when we had only like 6 VHF channels and a couple of UHF channels in Los Angeles.) I also vaguely remember when Richard Nixon resigned the presidency, because it was such an historical event.

The Nixon presidency was incredibly dirty and corrupt, but I have to believe what’s going on with the Trump administration right now makes Watergate look like a Sunday picnic. This has to lead to Congressional hearings and quite possibly impeachment proceedings against Lord Dampnut. Mike Pence should likely be in the crosshairs as well, because this simply can’t be only Lord Dampnut’s doing. His entire cadre of minions are suspect.

If it goes all the way to impeachment, I also can’t help but wonder if there’s any chance of a presidential election do-ever. I know this is absolutely unprecedented, but Russia manipulated things to make sure the Republicans got in power not only in the White House but also in Congress, so I don’t know if having Paul Ryan end up as president because he’s speaker of the house is the right outcome.

All I can say is, we are most definitely in uncharted territory right now. So hang on tight, because this is most definitely going to be a very bumpy ride.


I know I’m on the right track when people begin to verbally attack me for posting about kids being raped. You see, one of my daughters was sexually assaulted buy a government worker. So I know firsthand the suffering that the child goes through and pain it brings to the entire family. #PizzaGate is just a new term for and old practice. They have been stealing and raping our children for centuries. You can watch this full video on my blog.
2016Theodore L. Gunderson (November 7, 1928 – July 31, 2011) was an American Federal Bureau of Investigation Special Agent In Charge and head of the Los Angeles FBI. He was the author of the best selling book How to Locate Anyone Anywhere. 
#TedGunderson was born in Colorado Springs. He graduated from the University of Nebraska–Lincoln in 1950. Gunderson joined the Federal Bureau of Investigation in December 1951 under J. Edgar Hoover. He served in the Mobile, Knoxville, New York City, and Albuquerque offices. He held posts as an Assistant Special Agent-in-Charge in New Haven and Philadelphia. In 1973 he became the head of the Memphis FBI office and then the head of the Dallas FBI office in 1975. Ted Gunderson was appointed the head of the Los Angeles FBI in 1977. In 1979 he was one of a handful interviewed for the job of FBI director, which ultimately went to William H. Webster.


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Haim Goes Back to Their High School to Thank Their Teacher

Haim teamed up with the California Lottery, as part of their mission for education, to go back to the start and #ThankATeacher. Because with the right funding, the right support, and the right teacher, any student can imagine their possibilities. Watch how one history teacher, Mr. Freedman, impacted these three sisters at Los Angeles County High School for the Arts.

As someone who was once an avid shaytards viewer, I am absolutely heartbroken by the news. Colette has been by her husband’s side through so much. They got married at a young age, struggled through poverty and debt, moved to Los Angeles with him on a whim, given him 5 children and it still wasn’t good enough for him. I am honestly disgusted. My heart goes out to Colette and the kids right now. They need strength.

But I also pose the question, why do YouTube family men keep cheating on their clearly devoted wives? There has been several instances in the past few years. It makes me absolutely sick to my stomach.

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“No man I seriously don’t care.” Arin shrugs on his jacket while Dan gets the lights. It’s annoyingly chilly for Los Angeles in spring, and if Arin heard someone say something stupid about not wanting to live in L.A. because they would miss “seasons,” he would probably sock them right in the jaw.

“You say that now but like when it comes time to you know, kiss a dude?” Dan replies coming up behind him to grab his own coat. They’re standing so close in the dark, the only light in the office an eerie blue glow from the computer monitors on the other side of the room. Arin’s mouth goes dry when he can only make out the sharp curve on Dan’s jaw, the long line of him with concave curves that fit perfectly against Arin’s own.

Arin feels brave in the dark.

“I would kiss you right now if you let me,” he says, fingers reaching out to grab the hem of Dan’s jacket, leather soft and familiar. “Lay one on me.”

“No!” Dan laughs when he says it and playfully pushes at Arin’s chest.

“Why not, man?” Arin says, wheedling his way closer. Dan looks up at the ceiling, smile big enough Arin can make it out in the dark. He’s probably rolling his eyes. “C'mere, give daddy some sugar.”

“Gross,” he says as Arin traces his hands up to grab his face and turn it towards his own. “C'mon man, this isn’t fucking funny.”

“Gonna kiss those dirty words right outta your mouth,” Arin says, and when he says it, their faces are close enough that he’s able to catch the exact moment that Dan realizes Arin isn’t fucking with him.“

"Huh,” Dan says, and Arin goes in for the kill.

Arin always thought if he and Dan ever kissed it would be a joke kiss, slobbery and mouths open enough to put on a really nasty spectacle. This isn’t that; its soft and gentle, curious, Arin’s moustache tickling under Dan’s nose in a way that makes him smile, so Arin can maybe slip him a little tongue. Dan’s hands wind around to slip into Arin’s back pockets and pull them closer together, and they sway in the darkness like two clumsy teens in a closet.

“See,” Arin says when he forces himself away, trying to sound like the coolest goddamn cucumber in town. “Was that terrible?”

“Hairy,” Dan complains. “But you got those ladylike hips so I could just pretend you were a really hairy woman.”

“Fuck you!” Arin laughs, hitting him in the chest gently and pushing himself away to finally leave.

“Hey, I just kissed a dude,” Dan says, following him. “So if you don’t watch your language, I might.”

Those Four Words // Rilaya

So I’ve never written a Rilaya fic, so this is makes me kind of nervous. Please be nice and hopefully it isn’t awful. Huge thank you to @mayaqueerhart for being super nice about the edit (here) that this is loosely based of off. Also, thank you to @highlyinappropriatekw for giving me a wonderful prompt that inspired this one shot. Well, here goes nothing…

“I really think you should be with Riley right now,” Farkle told Maya the millionth time. Maya of course ignored him yet again. She knew that today was a big day, but she was running from her feelings. Katy finally got her big break and they were moving to Los Angeles to film her first television role. Maya’s mother spent so much of her life dedicated to making Maya’s life better, so she couldn’t say no when her mother asked her to move. Of course, Riley knew the big move was tomorrow, but she couldn’t force Maya to spend time with her.

“Farkle, you know why I’m avoiding her,” Maya said with a disgruntled sigh.

“Listen, Maya, I’ve known everything for the past eighteen years of our lives. But, emotions? Those are tricky. I know what you’re feeling for Riley is new and strange, but that doesn’t mean you can avoid them,” Farkle wasn’t wrong in what he was saying. But, he wasn’t one hundred percent correct either. Maya has known her feelings were more than platonic feelings since freshmen year of high school. But Riley was as straight as could be, so there wasn’t much for her to do or say.

“I see the way she looks at Huckleberry. She could never look at me like that,” Maya said this, but deep down she had hope. The girl she loved taught her hope could go a long way. Although, hope could also tear you down and give you many nights of pain.

“I don’t get it. Do normal girls call their best friends peaches and offer to give them the world?” Farkle was a genius, but he learned a long time ago that feelings could be stronger than science. Maya wasn’t a genius, but she understood emotions better than anyone. Her experience in heartbreak and discovering her sexuality made her an expert on emotions. Sadly, she mostly understood the bad ones. The only way she felt the good emotions was when she sat at the bay window with the one girl that made her happy.

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OMG. So this morning I was stewarding right near Eric and Daniela and all morning, he’s been introducing himself with “Hey, Eric” as if nobody knows who he is. So later on, I step up for my photo op with Eco and Dani and Eco says “Hey, Eric.” So I go “Who?” And Dani literally grabs me from behind in a bear hug and shouts “Yes! Thank you!” And she high fives me and then ECO fuckinfjdh goes “Touché”. And that is the story of how I met Daniela Ruah and Eric Christian Olsen.

Stewart: Once, much to my chagrin. I was with a couple of friends, one who goes to a gun range in Los Angeles—which I really thought that was crazy. But I went. You can walk in and say—and I’ve never handled a gun, right?—”Give me that one.” Even if [it’s too big] to hold it. Guns make me really uncomfortable. Even in the movie. I took it so seriously because I wanted to respect it. Respect its power. People get weird around them, too. Either people get super-excited and like adrenaline-pumped or people are the type to step back. And I’m definitely the type to step back.

Eisenberg: Me, too. But luckily our characters are pacifists. We’re skittish, they’re skittish. Perfect match.

Stewart: Skittish—such a good word.

—  #kristenstewart & Jesse E, from #americanultra, talk guns 
The Crying Game (n.m.)

| Requested by analondon: Hi😊 you can write the story about Nate and y/n where the Nate goes to tour, and fans kill y/n in his house? Sorry for my English, I hope you understood that I meant 😯


“Hello, Nate. This is Caitlyn. It would be nice if you came back to Los Angeles right now. Sorry to bother you like this but it’s about (Y/N). Thank you, Nathan.” I carefully listened to my girlfriends mom her message she left me.

My heart started racing, and not only because I just finished another show in Anaheim. I was on tour for about two weeks now and I missed (Y/N) like a motherfucker.

Once the voicemail ended I ripped all of the microphones and whatever what was stuck on my body off, grabbed my stuff and ran out of the door without saying a word to anyone or anybody.

Was she hurt?

Did she get in an accident?

“Hello, hello, mrs. (Y/L/N)? Caitlyn? I-I’m in Anaheim right now. Is (Y/N) okay? Do I need to take a bus to LA right now? Because, because I can. I can take-”

“Nathan, honey.” She said interrupting me. She took a deep sigh. “My brother is driving to LA right now, maybe he can pick you up on his way? If you could miss a show, we would really appreciate it.”

“Yeah, of course. I-Is she okay?” The other line was quiet for a while.

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I still don’t understand tumblr but here goes nothing. I’ve seen every single tour with my mom. From the Fearless tour when I was 10 to the 1989 Tour now when I’m 17, my mom has been there right next to me. We are so excited to Shake It Off with you at 1989 Tour!!! We will be at the last Los Angeles show on 8/26/15 in section 105 row 4 seats 6-7 (we’re flying down to LA on Monday and if we can find tickets we’re gonna try and go Tuesday 8/25/15) My dream for the past 7 years has been to hug Taylor Swift and it will probably be my dream for the rest of my life. Thank you Taylor for not only saving my life but for making my relationship with my mom so strong. She is not just my mom, she is my best friend and I am so grateful everyday that you have been responsible for making our relationship so strong. I love you forever and always. <3 Maya (Ps. My mom just told me to “tell Taylor I need to meet Mama Swift, I know we will be instantly best friends because we are practically the same.”) taylorswift


clouds over california, photographed by goes-15, 11th january 2015.

13 images, photographed over 2 hours, 10:30am to 12:30pm pst.

at left, i think you can see morning fog burning off in the bay area and in the central valley around sacramento. at bottom right, you can see clouds forming over catalina, off the coast of los angeles.

image credit: noaa/nasa. animation:ageofdestruction.

Pepper has actually done some traveling in his little cat life. The neighbor’s daughter and her family first acquired him when they lived back in Michigan. The story goes that on a snowy day they had the front door open and Pepper just ran right into their home. So they kept him. Later on, they moved to Utah, and then settled back at the daughter’s mother’s house in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

But Pepper likes to come spend time over at our house and hunt for birds in our front yard. Sometimes we’d come home to find a bunch of feathers – remnants of a killing!

Besides eating birds, Pepper loves attention. He’s friendly with everyone

Such a happy-go-lucky cat

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After the 2001 Finals Game 4, Jim Gray interviews Kobe…

“I love you Kobe.” - Shaq mumbles as he comes over.

[…interview goes on as usual for a bit…]

“You love him as well?” - Jim asks Kobe.

“Right back at him, man…right back at him.” - Kobe.

"A love fest, who would have ever thought that?” - Jim Gray.

This came after a tumultuous 2000/01 season, where we saw the first Kobe vs. Shaq alpha dog struggle. Before that season, it was clearly Shaq-1, Kobe-2, but with Kobe (22 years old in 2001) averaging 28-6-5  and clearly taking on a bigger role in the Lakers offense it was getting a bit testy between the two.

We all know how it ended, but for at least one night in June, the combo was killing the Sixers and loving it (and each other).