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9/30/2004

Date with the Donnas

File under... Conversations — mylo @ 1:15 pm

I’m making CDs for the road trip. So I’m going through a whole bunch of CDs I haven’t listened to in a while.

One of them is the Donnas, I have their Self entitled CD. So as I’m listening to it, it’s an odd thing. Some songs I like better than other’s but I’m laughing at memories that me and the aussie used to have about the Donnas.

Lisa : They’re bloody sellouts

Me : Shut up, I love them and I’ll make them my wife!

Lisa : Which one?

Me : Donna, duh!

Lisa : They’re all Donna you knob

Me : Any of them but the fat one, she can be the cook.

Lisa : PETAH!! That’s so fucked up, you’re not exactly a prize either.

Me : Doesn’t matter but if any knock on the door you’re ass is going back to Australia in a crate.

Lisa : Oh really, you shallow septic.

Me : Bitch

Lisa : Asshole

Me : Slut

Lisa : Manwhore

Me : Yarbo

Lisa : That’s YOBBO, shut up and kiss me……You’re thinking of the Donnas aren’t you.

Me : Umm…. Hey the simpsons are on.

Ah yeah memories, I miss that girl. So much I wish I could say, and could have said. Well if I did she would probably sass back. But it’s ok I only understood about 40% of what she said anyway. The 60% percent melded into Charlie Brown teacher talk about dingos, kangas, and surfing.

OI!!!!!



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What a day

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 2:21 am

It’s one of these days that I’ll never forget.

It’s also the first day that in my recent memory, and probably will happen that I almost get electrucuted and set on fire in the first hour. No I’m mot kidding, I almost got killed in the first hour of my day.

It’s a long story how, but lets just say my apartment is a death trap.

After that, I find out that I didn’t get the job I interviewed for, oh and the blond angel on the R either was scared off, or she never found the post on craigslist. But to further fuel my rage in the single life I’m going to choose that she’s shallow and hates me because I live a less than fabulous way than she might be used to.

I know I’m being shallow back, but screw you I’m allowed.

After all of that, I had to go to the unemployment people, and the guy in the computer lab is a dick.

BUT after all of that, and I pull up GLONO, and guess who is sending me to hell?

You were the asshole that brought this fuckwit to the main stream, I look pretty clean in comparisonFucking Kirk Cameron. After growing pains, the only thing this guy has going for him was a semi hot sister. She didn’t even have the descency to even go into a softcore porn.

So anyway he and some guy named Ron Comfort (yeah that’s a real name [so he says]), started a website called The Way of the Master. That sounds like pretty hard core shit right?

I half expect Kirk and Alan Thicke to pull some Matrix style 80s sit-com ass kicking action. This thing is to remind us how God is skewed to retards, no talents, and guys who hung out with Boner.

It also features advice on what to do in certain Christian situations, which all seem to involve giving Kirk money. I mean you could give it to legitimate charities like the Salvation Army or the Red Cross but Kirk could put it to a better use for it I suppose.

Then there is a lovely quiz to see how many commandments you broke. I got them all except murder baby.

Shit that reminds me I have to go to confession. But thank you Kirk, thank you for the memories and continuing the fine tradition of making yourself an ass across a wildly popular medium.



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9/28/2004

Single Life Vol. 4 Chapter 14

File under... Single Life — mylo @ 1:28 am

Are you gonna bark all day lil doggie?

I had an interview today, so I had to wear a suit. Yeah the great Milo, king of all things Alterna. The one who openly mocks yuppies in their territory, the one who made fun of his best friend for years of being a catholic school student and wearing a tie, the one who swore up and down to be free of the shackles of coporatedom, wore a suit.

Some of you, the fans (the paltry few) are probably screaming “Hey man, that’s not cool! You’re supposed to be a disgruntled tech, and fight against the man, man”

To you I have to say, shut the fuck up hippy. How the hell am I supposed to be a disgruntled tech, if I don’t have a tech job? I hated every minute of it, and my brain is still screaming that about the Tux I have to wear next week. Now shut the fuck up so I can tell my story!

Ahem…

like that except no gun, YET But there is a bright side to me wearing a suit. I look more Italian in a suit then in my normal day-to-day wear. How is that cool? I look like I’m about to wack someone. Plus I look like Mr. Blonde, right before he’s about to cap a cop or some clerk at a jewelry store.

So I look really completely harsh. But this could be wishful thinking.

Number and only reason, I get the rare oh so rare treat of being checked out. Not by weird girls but by complete hotties. So there is an advantage to a suit.

However there is the usual debative quagmire I get into when I get checked out. Was it me or was it -blank- ?



9/25/2004

I’m not awake until an eardrum bursts

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 3:48 am

I had to get a new alarm clock. The old one was spotty, and no where near loud enough to wake me up.

I can’t even begin to tell you that’s why my body is having a difficult time adjusting to daytime hours, and how it’s only use was to pick up spainish only stations. So I get a new one, no radio but a loud as all fuck alarm clock.

Infact it’s only buying point is that it said EXTREMELY LOUD on the box, that’s loud to the extreme people. So loud that a snowboarding skydiver with a bullhorn hitting me with a sledge hammer pops out to wake me up.

Why am I writing about something so mundane about an alarm clock?

I need filler.

I also miss having a girlfriend waking me up. Wait no I don’t, that’s when we got into the most fights. I’ll stick to the snowboarding extreme guy.



9/23/2004

It was a very good day

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 1:51 am

It was a busy day but it was worthwhile.

First I learned how to start up a small business in a seminar with the unemployment people. Independence is yours TAKE IT!!!

The good news is that I have a tiny tiny staff of me, an accountant, a coffee girl, and a Deola. I’m not sure what I’m going to use the Deola for, but it’s nice to know I have one. The only thing I’m missing right now is talent, an idea, capital and equipment.

Sweet, I’m reliving the roaring 90s again.

Now after the seminar, I went to the city and I caught a free show. Guess who was playing? Come on guess, no it wasn’t NOFX, no it wasn’t Paul Simon. It was Green Day. I know some of you hardcore punks are mumbling sellout, and they suck, but lets be honest here.

  1. It was a free show, so I only paid for a coffee, and the bus fare to get there. That’s a discount of 45 bucks
  2. Green Day was one of the first punk bands I was exposed to. Yeah they are an Mtv punk band, but they stayed true to their original sound (from Kerplunk and 1,039 smoothed out slappy hours). They are a fun band and Billie Joe can kick the living shit out of every damn member of Blink 182, and Good Charlotte in a fight club style cage match blind folded and with one arm cut off.
  3. I respect Green Day because they kept to their roots, and they are good to the fans. For example, some girl got hurt and she was walking away the band saw it and invited her to come and watch from the stage. Treating people like that makes you a winner in my book.
  4. I saw some teeny punker, hot topic poser get his ass kicked and bleed. Sorry buddy don’t act like a fucking martyr and cry to the cops. You were fine.
  5. Finally, they put on a damn good show considering it was free and no spoiled rock star antics.

So it was a good day what did you do?



9/19/2004

Busted…

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 3:32 pm

The guy from Molekinerie wrote me a very nice email, and is going to link back to here exactly “Monday, September 20 at 8 A.M. Central”

Pretty neat. It’s almost suiting, one site that is dedicated to a notebook linking to a site whose site is designed after another notebook. Although I am falling in love with the moleskine, the mead notebook has been around in my soul for the better part of 22 years.

Anyway I had a few days with the moleskine and I’ve been writing in it (I still need to get my hands on some descent pens) nothing spectacular to scan but I did do some custom work on it that is pretty cool.

I can’t draw for my life, but I am pretty good at doing stuff to existing images. It also seems to be a tradition that you adorn the front cover with a design of some sorts. So after looking around a bit, I found one here in the bunker that was perfect.

your my boy vincent, your my boy! This painting was the cover of Lust for Life, a novel based on Van Gogh’s life.

Yes I actually read it to completion, so I took out a knife, and cut it into shape. And taped it to the inside cover. The results were great, it looks like it belongs there, and it just catches attention.

Well my attention, and if I ever get famous and dead, and they publish it or put it on ebay, your attention. I’ve also found a poster for an art show when I was in australia i had, I put that under the knife as well, and taped part of it in the journals too.

I’ve been thinking about this book, and reading what other people did to theirs and it was bugging me of what it reminds me of. I finally remembered when I was taping in the weird japanese chick.

When I was in 8th grade I had a specialized journal, it was also a mead notebook. On the front I stenciled in the word “ideas”, and the whole book was being held together by rubber bands, masking tape, and caution.

In this book, I would write poetry, outlines for books, short stories, tape things that were cool in it, and journal entries on why Jr High sucks. I filled that one to the brim, in 9th grade I kept one to all the way to college, then I started a new one but those were more traditional.

The moleskine reminds me of ideas the notebook, and it lends itself to be more creative than a traditional school type notebook.

So enough about the Moleskine, I’ll post something from it sooner or later.



9/18/2004

Life Quest, Vol 1

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 3:49 pm

When you put Vol next to something it makes things seem more epic than what it really is. For example Kill Bill.

I spent the past few days walking around and thinking. I was stupid the other day, and I did some minor splurge shopping. I picked up Rock Against Bush Vol. 1, and Vol. 2 (they were on sale I got them both for the price of one CD) I haven’t checked out the DVDs that came with them yet but, the bands that were in Vol. 2 is so odd considering of who made it.

Vol. 2 has Foo Fighters, and No Doubt next to Operation Ivy and Drop Kick Murphys. To me it’s the punk equivalent of a concert with Megadeth, Motley Crue, and Vanilla Ice.

Anyway I did get one more thing, which was the biggest impulse buy a moleskine notebook. It’s really neat, it oozes old world craftsmanship and features I never seen in a notebook like this. Like the grid ruling, imitation leather covers, elastic band, bookmark, and coolest of all a secret pocket.

According to the makers, it was the same kind of notebook that Van Gogh, Matisse, and Hemingway used. For the laugh value, I went to the site, then I did a search I found this blog dedicated to it.

So something as ordinary as a notebook has a community. But there is something extremely punk about this book. I can’t describe it. Maybe I’m easily bought to the marketing thinking that I am using something that the greats used.

But I have been writing lots more in it than I have in months in any other notebook. I think I just want my $20 bucks worth.

But let me write in it for a while, I’ll do some scans of some of the better stuff and put it up. Of course you guys will have to read my handwriting. I feel sorry for you guys then.



9/17/2004

Normal Conversation

File under... Conversations — mylo @ 3:08 am

Me : Kids are so fucking stupid now. Even their cartoons piss me off.

Johnny D : Yeah I know.

Me : Look at fucking Yugio, a fucking card game. What happends if he loses, NOTHING. He loses the stupid game. But yet the show hinges on this victory as the saving grace of the earth. Wonderful, they had a problem when the TNMT beat the crap out of a robot, but it’s completely cool to promote a second graders gambling addiction.

Johnny D : Tell me about it.

Me : And pokemon, it would be fine if it was one series with no imitators. But now it’s like 20 series that has the same plot line. What does it matter? Pokemon is like promoting dog vs. cock fights with knives and stunguns. Oh but if one of us puts his cat in the microwave, we were being cruel and potential serial killers.

Johnny D : Come on Jiggly puff is cute.

Me : (ignoring that comment) Our cartoons were great, it was either giant robots beating the crap out of other giant robots, or something evil was going to conquer the earth every time. Between 3 and 5 pm every week day the world was in jepardy in half hour bites.

Johnny D : What about Thundercats?

Me : Easy, a couple of refugees land on an abandoned planet, and a psychotic old man with a god complex is trying to wipe them out. They were fighting for their existance, they were like the Serbs. Serbs with magical weapons. But every show from GI Joe, to Transformers was fighting against domination from an evil force, if they lose we lose. Did Optimus Prime pull out something fluffy and cute from his pants?

I know prime, I'm confused tooJohnny D : Did Optimus have pants?

Me : No, but he just decked Megatron when he showed up. Kids now they are given ways to rationalize violence. Us we just pull it out and throw down. When these kids are going to get into a fight they are going to discuss their battle techniques for an hour before throwing a punch. It’s like the good guys adopted the bad guys techniques, but somehow are using them effectively. You know what else?

Johnny D : Their music sucks too?

Me : Hell yeah, ours had soul, wait did I talk about this before…



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