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6/13/2009

Breathe deep and smell the future

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 12:21 am

So me, my grandfather, a security guard named Lenny, and a seamstress in Bensonhurst noticed that today was the last day of regular broadcast TV.  DTV turned on last night.

Yes I know that the switch was exactly an hour ago, but the actual DTV channels were turned on earlier. Orginally I got an HDTV two years ago, the only reason I got one was to make my xbox games look sweet.

But I did notice that I got some other weird channels and stuff.  Like there was a music channel, an all traffic channel, and at least 20 other channels that were in spainish.

Slowly one by one they were all gone.  The only channels left were Fox 5, Channel 9, and a VERY fuzzy version of WPIX and PBS.  I knew the switch was going to do one of two things, either remove what I had, or add more.

Well it added more.  I can now see Jerry Springer in full trannie punching HD glory, and all the brit import majesty of PBS.  I also have another 15 spainish channels.

I was hoping for Manhattan Public access again, but I suppose that’s cable only.



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6/12/2009

Imma Comin’ Home!

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 12:49 pm

Well I knew there was one thing that will ensure my survival during my post Massive life.

I need to cut the costs of living, and fast.  I’m going to have to stop with cabs, stop smoking (at 10 bucks a day that’s 300 I can save a month), get a cheaper apartment, and find a cheaper source for food.

Like most of the worlds problems mine were almost interconnected.  If I leave my apartment for something cheaper, I would have to go further south.  That would eliminate whole foods from being my main supermarket, so that would eliminate a bunch of cash being wasted.

As a result from going south, cabs from the city would be prohibitive by cost.  However since the neighborhood could be more self sustained, I would only go into Manhattan for work, or if I need to (School is a pretty good example).

Of course I was eyeing Bay Ridge for quite a while, but I haven’t found anything good enough to pull the trigger on.

That’s until today, finally I found a really nice 1 bedroom (I was willing to go with studio) for a grand.  It’s a prewar kept in really good condition, huge bathtub, and a really nice amount of space.

I’m not too fond of the amount of closets, but still for a grand it’s not too bad.  It’s better than paying 1400 to live in a fucked up tenement.



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5/28/2009

Three Weeks One Day

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 1:29 am

So being unemployed wasn’t as fun as it used to be.

Last time for the first three weeks I really liked it.  But anything was better than c3i, I mean anything.  This time though, it feels like a bad dream.  I keep expecting my phone to go off to wake me up, or that I get an email asking me to come back.

I’ve been dealing with part bouts of anger, part depression, some joy, some hope.

It all hit me rather hard today because I was thinking about when I was hired at Massive.  I managed to get myself out of a really tight spot, and here was this job that allowed me to work with video games.  Then I found a studio apartment in Manhattan I was able to afford.

I just got back into school, and I was doing well on top of that.

I walked into my apartment in Washington Heights with a load of Boxes, and there was this joy.  The apartment was really tiny, and no one spoke a word of english in the entire building.  But it felt like the beginning of something really good.

And there was this joy.  This sweet wonderful joy, that I haven’t felt since I was 17; when I knew everything was possible if I only played my cards right.

Although that felt like it was 100 years ago, I think that’s what’s bothering me.  That blissful joy, just got wasted.  Yeah I figured out eventually I wasn’t going to go anywhere in Massive or Microsoft unless I moved to Redmond, but there was that maybe!  That beautiful maybe that I could end up really well off.

Now I have to start all over again, in a different apartment at a different job that’ll probably lay me off in another four years.



5/18/2009

IM to Jess today

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 7:28 am

RadiofreeNYC says: (8:22:15 AM)
greetings from the kings county supreme court
RadiofreeNYC says: (8:22:30 AM)
you would like it there is a half price ticket booth down the street
RadiofreeNYC says: (8:22:55 AM)
so at least I know where you would go after you’re dishing out justice on a cold plate



5/17/2009

I hate good-byes

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 1:45 am

It’s been a rough two weeks.

I got laid off, and Johnny D’s grandma passed on.

My first real memory of Clara was when I was 12.  I got into a horrible push scooter accident.  I rolled down a hill in bushkill.  The hill got very steep, and then like a lot of roads in the poconos the ashpalt went away then it was gravel and I had no brakes on the damn thing.

It was so bad, My sneaker was ripped off (LA Gear hightops, I remember really loving them) and I looked like I was on the wrong end of a fight with a rabid cat.

We went back to Brooklyn that night (we were still in the middle of moving), that next day I called for John.

It was Clara that opened the door.  She sees me and yells “oh my god” the next thing I knew I was sitting on Johnny’s toilet being hosed with a can of mace that was mislabled as antibiotic spray.

From that moment on, Clara was awesome in my book.  She made great meatballs, always welcomed me into her home.  Me and Johnny watched movies on Turner Classics with her.  I listened to how she met her beloved husband Larry at least three times.

She was so sweet and fun to be around.  I grew sad when I saw her ailing, and the last time I saw her alive I couldn’t help but cry a little because it reminded me so much of when my own grandmother died.

Clara was a lovely, warm, sweet woman.  He broke the mold soon after when God decided to bless us with her. I could only hope everyone knows at least one Clara in their life.

Her family is comforted knowing she’s with her Larry, I’m comforted knowing that she’s with my grandmothers and my Aunt Mary.



5/7/2009

So time for plan b

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 6:54 pm

Tuesday, on Cinco De Mayo 10:30 in the morning I was laid off from Massive/Microsoft.

RFNYC salutes the dreamActually I should say lots of people and I were laid off from Massive/Microsoft.  I never really saw anything like that.  I hold no anger…no wait I am pretty damn angry.

But anger isn’t going to do anyone any good.

What happened was the dick of a GM, gathered everyone in a big conference room.

It was at 9:00, the normal business hours are 10:00 AM.  Way to be considerate dick!

Then was one on ones with our bosses.  If your meeting was that day, you were done for.  If not, you were saved.  My meeting came up five minutes later.

I knew it was going to happen.  It was bound to, the four year curse came up.  I thought I was able to beat it this time but I was wrong.

It was rough seeing all these people, nice good people that were stuck in that half built office with me for the past four years get terminated one by one.

Some of the people I worked with in Massive literally were the smartest people I knew.  Now they’re off in the wild, disconnected from the mothership.  Facebook turned into a wailing wall, one after one of my coworkers went on to announce that they were done.  The consolations, and the panic.  I sort of wish I could have saved it somehow and use it for something.

So, although I feel for them I do have to worry about myself.

Plan B was and is, find another calling.  Write something, and/or start a business.  This is bad, it can be worse though.  This could be back in a post c3i world.  But this is like it was back then an opportunity

Jess, and my friends have been lovely and supportive about this whole thing.  I’ve been taking advantage of the five hour difference, and chatting a lot more with Jess.  I’ve been just enjoying time outside, and next week I’m going on a mini-vacation.  Even if it’s prospect park and then the bar, that’s fine with me.

Anyway to all Massivites out there who ever stumbled on this site.  Chin up, the place may be dead now but we aren’t.



4/18/2009

Fun Fun Fun in the Sun Sun Sun

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 4:47 pm

So I’m in the office, and I just devoured a mediocre over priced salami sandwich.  Now I’m ready to do some homework.

I had to go to a few art galleries today with my visual diary class, and I need to write a paper about what I saw.  It was in chelsea so I had to deal with the worthless assholes that I have class with, yuppies, and pretentious art f@@s.

The irony of going to school is that I go there to learn stuff that I really want to do.  You know things like screenwriting, and photography, and writing a novel.

Dave Lister, my new fucking hero.However when it’s all said and done, I really do a lot of work for school and none of my own for me.  If I don’t, I fail, my GPA goes down, and I get kicked out.

So I’m stuck writing about someone else’s work, that I wasn’t too impressed with.  (You just set a white background behind a tree buddy, I wouldn’t call it rembrandt.)

Then I have to continue with my outline for my movie, write two character bios, 5 pages of script (which is the easy part), a pitch letter (which I can probably do with an outline but I need to finish that first), rewrite a previous piece, two reactions to two novels, finish reading another novel (I HATE TONI MORRISON), write that reaction, Photograph some stuff to look like I’m doing an autobiography in pictures, start putting them together in a cohesive display, and worry about a final paper.

Yeah this sucks.  If I get past this semester it will be a miracle.



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