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9/23/2007

Halo3 Preparedness

File under... Gaming, Geeky — mylo @ 10:14 pm

http://www.bevnet.com/news/images/2007813105660.Mt%20Dew%20Game%20Fuel%2020oz%20Bottle%20(Final).jpgIn roughly 25 hours from now, I’m going to have my hands on a $120 dollar cat helmet, with some story boards, special DVDs, and Halo3.

Woo hoo

Sort of.

I realized I have to prepare for the video game event of the year, I mean if microsoft can get the royal swedish ballet team to perform interpretive dance in honor of this game, I can at least put a couple of hours in for getting ready.

Although I would be amiss if I didn’t discuss Marie.  What happened, didn’t she make contact for Halo3?

Well sort of.

We caught up with each other in Dublin actually.  It was pleasant walking along the Liffy, and just hitting pub after pub.  But when my time was up I had to go home, and she stayed in her underground base in a xbox live center there.

We didn’t discuss Halo3, and we didn’t discuss my acquisition either.   Although I knew she knew, I think somewhere it broke her heart.

She committed suicide a month later.

I thought about her all day today, and no matter how much I love the girl I’m with, it’s sort of hard to get a wild sexually promiscuous freedom fighter out of your head.

So I spent the day thinking about her as I got ready.  I set up curtains to block the sun from the TV and I thought about her burgandy colored hair.  I bought three bottles of game fuel, and I thought about how sweet she tasted.  I bought mouse traps and I remembered how she had a pet rat.

Ah yeah Marie.   I loaded up batteries in my controller, oiled up the holster, and tested and retested my connection.  3mbps download, 727k upload.
Just the way you would have wanted it.

Maybe, if is my last fight sweet-heart, I’ll see you in the great beyond and you can tell me if it was worth it.

Especially if I’m paying 120 bucks for a cat helmet, even if I don’t have a cat.



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9/14/2007

They shot down my grandfather!

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 8:07 pm

I don’t hate Japan.  They’re just a bunch of weirdoes on the other side of the pacific that run from a guy in a rubber suit, and watch rape videos, and have a creepy fascination with school girls, and like squid ink in their pizza, and have vending machines full of used panties and urine samples, and are extremely xenophobic, and shot down my grandpa, and sunk his ship, and tried to buy us lock stock and barrel in the 80s/early 90s (how is that working out for you guys?), and make countless cartoons about school girls in space, and they make crappy RPGs, and crappy arcade games, and they brain wash our kids, and they tried to conquer all of asia and made captured women sex slaves.

But really I don’t hate Japan, I hate japan-o-philes, here in the US.  I would like to thank this kid for being the prime example of why.

And the youtube posters sacrifices are noted, because there isn’t too much else going on in the world.



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9/12/2007

104 pages, 1 year, too much caffiene, too much heartbreak

File under... Day to Day — mylo @ 6:41 pm

I admit to being a dreamer.  With a nasty streak of course.

People dream of cures for cancer, the end of fossil fuels, and world peace.

I dream of cartons of marlboros in the back seat of a missile and machine gun equipped hummer.

And ponies.  I want a pony.

I’ve been bad though for the past month, I haven’t touched my novel in progress for that long.  I guess work has been tough on lots of different levels, then heart-o-darkness has been grabbing my attention like no ones business.

Oh good work on the moped btw (I say in sarcasm)

Oh then there was Bioshock.  And I can’t be blamed for that can I?

I mean beating some deformed freaks with a wrench is just good fun.

So I finally decided enough is enough, I’m going to work on my fuckin’ novel if it kills me.

I print it out all 104 pages, and I hate it.  I really fucking hate it.  It doesn’t feel like it’s me for the most part.

It feels like…

The goddamn workshop people got in my head when I was working on it.  The parts I really like the most are the parts that I actually wrote without them, FUCK!

Well It’s not over yet is it.  Keep writing edit later.



9/4/2007

Call to Arms

File under... Heart 'o' Darkness — mylo @ 5:30 pm

Look guys, some stuff came up that’s really jeopardizing the heart-o-darkness.

I’m not backing out, because I still very much want to do it.  I still could actually handle the trip itself, but the problem is vehicle.

I need one.

So this is what you’re going to do (pretty please)

Moped This is a moped.
I know you seen them being driven around by Peter Parker in Spidey 2, and 3.  I talked about them (at least I think) for moped to south america, and I know for a damn fact they’ve been spotted cruising Williamsburg.

They can be modded and brought up to produce more power and speed for cheap.

Although I would prefer a scooter for the heart of darkness, beggers (me) can’t be choosers (you).

What I need, if you can is scour the tri-state area (and new england).  Look in barns, garages, basements, anywhere that one of these can fit.   See if you can find a running one, and if the owner is willing to part with it.

Models you’re going to be looking for is puch, motorbecane, and general 5 star (the one in the pic) you can use this as a reference http://www.mopedarmy.com/photos/view/
Whoever can wheel one up to my apartment (and passes my inspection) gets a prize.

No not some cheap chintzy thing, but an actual usable prize.

Hit me up on my myspace page (http://www.myspace.com/radiofreenyc) if you got any leads.



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