So it’s Thursday, I took a nap and I’m blasting the Lovemakers and I feeling good. Work is becoming work. The week has been long and I’m ready for weekend. I’m planning on going to Sacto with S to Rojo’s Birthday. It should be good. I’m going to try to be a Jehovah’s Witness about it keep my drinking to a minimum. I don’t like stories starting with "B started drinking and ..." and end with "..... and that’s why we say, Wilco bitches." So yeah, I’ll try. Looking towards the NYC. Good times. Hope to finalize my show schedule next week and buy the tickets.

I Need a million dollar idea. But what?

I going to think about it tonight.

"...All into the night..."

After the week I had I have decided to take this weekend off from drinking, movement, and chaos.

Monday was a hell of a day. I worked a long day and as clock work, exhaustion hit a few hours later.

Tuesday tiring day at work. Mandy and Carina came into town and picked me up at work. It was good. Mandy is good people. I do have to say that once Carina told me that she was bringing someone with her, I must say I had a some hesitation. Carina has eclectic taste in friends and I had no clue what to expect. But my anxiety was subsided once M smiled and said hi and said she liked drinking. Though later when we were drinking she teased me with her stories where nudity was involved. She didn’t tell me any of those, but maybe next time she will. Before that we ended up at the Britespot. M had a HUGE salad. We ended up going to Taix (french restaurant) and Little Joy. We drank and had a catching up session and it was good.

Wednesday I took the day off due to some "food poisoning". I ended up taking them to the griddle where the food was great the ambiance was Hollywood, but good food. M had HUGE pancakes. We then went to Melrose, to break the monotony and we didn’t want to go too far. I still havent gone to the Beach this summer. I then innocently suggested going to the alleys of the fashion district. I know how much my sister enjoys that place. Cheap clothing. We did, but usually when my sister goes to the alley’s and tells me the great time she had I dont go with her. So, we get there and not realizing what this means for girls to have cheap clothing, we have an hour on the meter. So once we got out of the car I knew this was going to be a long hour. They started fawning over stuff and then I remembered these chick friends, underneath it all are CHICKS! Damn, the reality of it all hit me. Well then they found cheap shoes and then just walked for the last 30 min. I think they were more surprised than I was, that I handled that hour so well. I figure, they aren’t from LA, we had one hour max, and wanted to show them a good time. The hour was worth it, if they leave L.A. with a good feeling, unlike many other people’s feelings towards my town. After that we went back to my place. M had to go out with her ex man friend. C and I waited for her other L.A. friend. I found it kind of funny that he was very anti-hipster, like a lot of people I know, but still in lived in this area. We all went out to Thai down the street which was as good as I needed food to be. It was great. Came back, went to the Shortstop. It was good crammed into the photo booth took a good strip and called it a night.

Thursday went to work. Caught up to the chaos. You leave for one day and things get extra crazy at work . Got out of work met up with the women-folk at my house. Another friend of ours drove in for this occasion. K, she knows who she is. Well it was good seeing her again. It makes me wish for the times where we didn’t have to drive hours to just hangout with each other. We went to each some Mexican place, it was good. Then went to the AApparel store and was able to give them my discount for the clothing. It was good. We came back to the house and started the drinking. There were alot of people in the house, but S took it in stride and I somehow owe him some friend housing points. Rodo eventually showed up kind of drunk and for the most part was ridiculous all night. Then C other high school friend showed up and was an actress. Drank alot and when it was time to pack up we did all in a car designed for a baby. Got home had a palm frond brought into the house and had crazy antics. Passed out at 3am.

Friday Got to work on time. Had a hell of day at work. Carina dropped by to say "good bye". It was a good end of the week. I got paid.

Sat Bought my NY trip. It’s going to be awesome.

Good week.

Went to work, got tired. Came home and passed out woke up a few hours ago and awake and ready to do stuff. Everyone else is asleep, so I’ll do some update.

On new updates, I got an LCD flat panel monitor for my computer. It’s great. It saves up so much space. Now my printer is bigger than my monitor. Need to do crap this weekend. i need to finally put up some photos up in my room. I got paid so I need to go buy my NYC plan ticket and also a printer cartridge. I need to call Red to see what the deal with her coming down here is going to be. I am all for it, though it’s going to be in the middle of the week, maybe i can take a day off, I’m not sure. But regardless it’ll be good times.

Going to play a poker tournament tomorrow, maybe win some cash for Vegas at the end of Aug. A lot of stuff could potentially happen tomorrow.


B
"And I rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane"

So, I aint got much to say. Some traveling in the future hopefully. I need to do Vegas, New York and SF this year one more time this year. I have been trying to find a place to stay in for New York, I got people there but I really do need to coordinate. Good times.

Everyone seems so busy or things are going on. I’m trying to keep in touch but some people are easier to do that than others. You know how that goes.

Riding on the MTA, public transportation in LA, for the first time I saw my first crack user in full regalia. About two weeks ago, I was riding on my way back from work. Usually, I sit in the front to mid section, mostly because there usually are seats there first and I am too old to go to the back of the bus. But for whatever reason I sat in the back and dozed off. I woke up maybe five min after to a completely strung out guy open a piece of foil and laying it on his lap and lighting it from below as he smoked in the fumes. He was doing crack in front of me, on the bus, in the middle of the day. That was surreal. I have lived here for the past 25 years in LA with the exclusion of five yrs where I was in SLO, but that was the first time I saw that. I’ve seen them before and after they light up, but never really in my face. That was a little off, but I chalk it up to living in a metropolitan area and riding public transportation.

Today, on my way to work, I saw someone get off the bus drunk when i got on right after the whole bus smelled liked coconut rum. I guess the guy passed out, spilled his flask on a seat and was asked to get off. Makes me more sane knowing that things around me are more chaotic.


Listening to - "That’s right put in work
Move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert"

So since starting this job at Am3rican Appare1 HQ(I’ll just use AA for short), I constantly get questions about their ad campaign. Well working there any basically in the dept that does the advertising, I can say that they are all over 18 and most of them are in their 20’s. Alot of people will tell me they dont look older, all I can say is, then your preconception of what a 22 yr old might be skewed or too narrow.

Besides that I always get they look amateur porn or the poses objectifies women. Well, they are trying to sell a thong and bra to hip 20-30 somethings, what do you want them to do? Gloss it up, make it more high with more photoshop-ing? They try to show the clothing in normal house surroundings, where women would be more likely to be in a bra. No matter how you pose or what angle you shoot a young woman next to a tub, it’s going to be found as sexual. There is no way you can sell undergarment in ads without it being sexy, that ridiculous if someone says you can.

About the amateur porn look. What can I say. I can only imagine they don’t want to do advertising shoots in a studio to sell their "intimates" so regardless of where the location is, it’s going to look like amateur porn, so I would like to tell the next person who asks me about it to get over it. And who ever said Amateur porn was a bad thing? That’s the only kind of porn most people can make. People get offended so quickly, their senses get "assaulted" so easily today. How about AA doesn’t have a problem overtly sensitive senses do. It seems like they are trying to sell bras using non studio settings and not over processed pictures, using those kind of guidelines anything will look like amateur porn.

Now im going to sleep. Shit!

Sorry, i know it’s been a long time. I just havent had too much to say, just because nothing has really happened. I will start soon. Tomorrow. For now just know that I’m doing aight, but im becoming stagnant. Sorry.


b

So starting a new job. It pays better and I get dental. I start tomorrow and I am actually looking forward to it.

When did listening to Pat Benatar become nostalgic? WHo the hell knows.

I am going to try to get to Japan this summer but who knows now. I need cash.

This weekend is going to be good because I aint got Isht to do.

Wanted to say something more poignant but I dont think that it’s going to happen.

So because of Thomas i’ll update in four sentences:

1. I got a better job as an asst. web manager for American Apparel, www.americanapparel.net; it’s going to rock.

2. Been hanging out with just Scott, Voula and LA Alex because Rodolfo seems has decided not to communicate with us.

3. Since I have been searching for a better job, my Mag has been waning, but I registered the domain name of www.pikmagazine.com, so I feel accomplished.

4. Not been drinking as much and I need to hang out with old friends; I hope it’ll be soon.

I am going to try to write more on this thing. I know that I havent been up to date with alot of stuff. I guess there are a few things that I should go over.

1st. PIK magazine. So, I found out that there is this other area specific magazine in Queensland Australia that is suppose to come out. I guess I’m not that creative. I wonder about that. If I am to believe Jung and think there is an archetype than that means that I am just a cheater and I am just siphoning ideas from the human collective and selling them as my own.

I have been reading this Jung book also that gives me two options: Either be an unrealistic self-contained individual or a fragmented piece of reality. So, I have to give up on some of my illusions for myself and become a realist and succeed where I can. I guess in the back of my head I knew I was going to have to give up on some of the things that I wanted to do with my life this time around. I am not going to be a U.N. diplomat for their global environmental programs. Okay, I think I can live with that. I just have to realize that I am not going to live in the hills of the ozark and just live off of the land and become a cantankerous 49er. Okay. But I am going to shoot for this godddaamn publication if nothing else.

2nd. Life in LA. It’s going okay. There have been a few new people coming into LA which is going to be good, I need fresh blood in LA. That should be good times. Other than that I have just been trying to keep the drinking under check and try to live healthy? I dont know how much I am succeeding in that but the intentions are good. I am really enjoying my place. It was a little rocky a few weeks ago with my contemplation of maybe moving but I realized that I am in a good place and in a good situation so I’m staying. I’ll think about moving when my year is up maybe by them someone i know will have a cool house to move into. Who the hell knows.

3rd. Work. Well work is work. I really cant say much. I do want to have some change of scenery, but im not sure yet. There needs to be alot of things that have to line up for me to really move from my current gig.

4th. Friends. There doing okay for the most part. Many people many changes. Recently, I have been conscience of the company I keep and I keep in contact with. A person who i recently talked who i hadnt for a while asked me who I still kept in touch with, I replied and as I wrote I realized that it seemed to me that it was a long list of people that I still like to talk to. Is it that I really have low standards in friends that there is nothing that anyone can do for me not to drift away from? Maybe I’m just a needy bastard who has nothing better than keep in contact with people? I am not sure. My ’friend’ replied with, "wow, you still keep in contact with alot of people, that’s great." But why doesn’t anyone else? Maybe I have been doing this friend thing the wrong way, maybe I’m cheapening my stock with being ’friends’ with so many people. Maybe my stock is flooding the market and in turn making my stock depreciate? Damn what the hell I’m I doing? I might go into friendship bankruptcy sooner or later. Just handing out this ’friendship’ like it was water. I think I might have to change this.

OR it could be the other way around. It could be that I am investing MY ’friendship’ capital too broadly, maybe I am diversify my portfolio too much. I might have to cut some of my smaller side investments and stick to the stocks that I know will be strong in the next coming years. mmmmm.... many things to think about.

5th feelings in my pants and new people. I realized that I need something to change soon because I am not meeting anyone new here in this situation. In job, I work with three other people and at home no tenants really talk to each other. I am getting an increase in people of zero in the last 7months or so. It sucks.

6th.Money. Need more money.

7th. Overal life. It’s going okay. I could say it could be going better, but it could be going a whole lot worse so for the time being, it’s okay. Nothing too dramatic or chaotic. Other than this magazine I am not looking forward to anything else.

The question has been asked, "what cd would your friends most be surprised that you owned?" That’s an interesting question.

It takes many things into account:

First, it assumes that you have a definition of some sort. I mean you are defined somehow and there is some cd that you own that strays from what people think you like.

Second, the questioner assumes you have friends.

Thirdly, it makes me ask a bigger question. What kind of friends do you have that would be surprised that you own a certain cd. They must not be your closer friends, wouldn’t close friends already know your cd strays?

But I do have to say that I do occasionally come across random tracks on people’s Ipods,(I know that statement is very dated, but I know more than few people who have them so back the fnck off), and I do get surprised by them.

So, how do I answer the question?

I dont think anyone would be surprised that I have Gladys Knight and the Pips, Ray Charles, Shonen Knife, The distillers,what could I possibly say that people could get "surprised" by. By no means am I saying that I have this all encompassing music taste, but to "surprise" someone, I think that’s a little hard. I have nostalgic tunes like CCr and the Mac. I have the Priests and the Dishes because they rock. I have Issa Bagayoga because it was a good world/afro/electro album. I have some Ozzy for posterity reasons.

Okay...maybe if I had some really really bubble gum album than that might surprise some people. If I had the new usher or something like that then that could surprise people, but even then I will have some sort of excuse or reasoning for it. I mean I would like to think that not all my taste is in my mouth, but is that too aggrandizing? But that’s not the case here because I dont have the last Usher CD. I just don’t like Usher the public figure and sometimes if I just don’t like the artist, it doesn’t matter how valid the music is that they make, I will dislike it just the same.

I think that’s why I’m leaning toward not liking Vincent Gallo and all his movies. The public persona (Eventhough he always makes the case of how "real" he is all the time) makes him an asshole and I don’t think "Brown Bunny" was that great. But this is a rant for another day.

My birthday is coming up next week and my parents decided to give a bed. It is the best and most needed gift that I have ever received. To tell you that I haven’t slept in a bed in close to three years now, it was like winning a million bucks. I know it’s a practical, but it was also the most thoughtful gift that I have received in the past years. I don’t think they know how much I appreciate it. Sometimes I take the family for granted because I have them so close to me, but sometimes they surprise me and this is one of those times. I only hope that I can reciprocate sometime soon.

B

1. 1993 8TH GRADE I WAS AN OFFICE ASSISTANT
2. 1996 THE 10TH WORKED AT CHANINS MENS DEPT.
3. 1997 PAINTER
4. 1996 THEN WORKED AT FAO Schwartz AND BOOT CAMP
5. 1997 HOLD EVERYTHING SALES REP
6. 1998 JOHN WAYNE CANCER INSTITUTE MED CLERK
7. 1998 ETHNIC STUDIES DEPT
8. 1998 PORN STORE CASHIER
9. 1998 LAGUNA MIDDLE TA
10. 1998 MOVIE EXTRA POWER RANGERS AND STUFF
11. 1999 MEALS ON WHEELS RUNNER
12. 1999 L.A. REPERTORY REPAIR
13. 1999 SHIPPING CLERK
14. 1999 WORKED CATERING SLO
15. 2000 ZOO COOK LA ZOO
16. 2000 TAXIDERMY SLO
17. 2002 CITY OF SLO SIGNS
18. 2002 MAIL BOXES
19. 2003 BAKER/STUFFER
20. 2003 BAXTER
21. 2003 US BORAX
22. 2003 UNIVERSAL
23. 2003 Medical Records Clerk (Holiday)
24. 2004 Theatrical Data Entry (Sat)
25. 2004 Online Relation Coordinator
26. 2004 Content Director/Webmaster

2001 I kept the same jobs. I never got fired from a job. Gotten close to getting fired, but never fired. I didn’t include volunteer work or internships only w-2 filling jobs. I have never seen it written out it does seem excessive.

So, I have moved to KoreaTown, K town, whatever you want to call it. I moved the first week of Sept, it’s good. I dont have much property to fill it with. I have a cot and I have a couch now. I also have boxes and still have them. I have books, no bowls, but for whatever reason I have an abnormal amount of drinking paraphernalia. The other day I connected my tv to the cable antenna in the living room. I get my rent adjusted because I do odd jobs around the building. I water, peck-up junk mail: crap like that. The only thing that really sucks is the parking. The building has no parking for me, so I either have to go rent a place like in NYC for about 60 bucks or search and search.
So around the first two weeks of Nov. I get vacation time. For my birthday I decided to go to NYC, partly to visit Courtney there, but also to just get out of Cali for a quick time. It will be my first time to the east coast. All im expecting is coldness, pizza and the statue of liberty. I leave on the 11th and come back 14 or so. Jason is coming with me, it should be good. I seem to get along with him well enough.
I have finished a couple of stories for the mag and I hope to finish some more before the year is through. I have had this idea now for about a year. It’s coming along as slow as I thought it was going to take me, so I’m not agitated or bothered by that. I know that it will take me some time, between work, work, and more work I should be able to write some stuff around.
Tomorrow is the award show that I have been working on for the past five months. I am just looking forward to the after party. I’ll tell you how that goes next time.

Next time I need to write about Item T-19788

I need more story ideas I have run out of things to write about that would interest the liberal American youth.

Ideas?

Episode: I say ’take me out’

Went to go see gogogo airheart yesterday. Ended up seeing Gerling which was okay. They are sort of electro clash rock punk. I surprised myself yesterday by thinking there is such a thing as too much electro-clash. I liked it the first time when it was called new wave. Went home and got a call from both of my friends who are named Alex and ended up going to the bars. Well, I ended up eating a taco on the street in front of the Burgendy bar. It was a good taco. I then went to a store that sold ball-gags. It was a little odd, it was 1am. One of the Alex’s really wanted to get one. I then walked over to the Frolic Room which has too much light for a bar. Smoked three cigarettes had a bud, left. Got home watched tv and passed out.

Clif bars: good meal when you aint got time to eat

I learned that even though you’re not home all day, it doesn’t mean that you are going to have a better time than if you stayed at home.

Today I went across the street to buy lunch. I bought a 6$ burger and fry combo. First of all 6 is about double the amount i usually spend for lunch, 2.79 is the norm. The burger was made of lean meat which to me had a bit less taste. So i guess if meat had no Fat taste I would be a vegetarian. The fries were baked, which were aight except for the fact that they had a faint smell of gas. Picked it up and walked on the cross walk back to the office.
While crossing the street a BMW was coming down the street and I knew he wasn’t going to stop for me even though I had started walking and technically they should stop. At this second, I contemplated in the back of my mind on speeding up just a little to get hit by the car.
Would I go that far to make a point? Would I speed up and get hit by this car to make the driver realize what a jackass he was being. Would I break bones to feel vindicated?
"See motherfncker what happens when you don’t stop and you think you are more important than other people. Jackass. I was just trying to get back to my office and get some lunch. I thought he was going to stop your honor. Isn’t that what you are suppose to do when a pedestrian crosses on a clearly marked crosswalk?" Mother fncker!
Well needless to say I didn’t speed up and the jackass got where he needed to be without any delays.
Went to trader Joe’s next to work and was looking for granola trail mix without nuts. On the account that I am allergic. I use to have really good nut-less granola but ate it all and they ran out from the trail mix store i use to go to. At the Joe’s there was only nut bearing bags and I don’t need any nuts in my mouth. (i know someone was going to make the joke in their minds so i need to quash it) The only mix they had was mango granola that looked way too experimental for me.

lame day at work

I was waiting in line at trader joe’s across from where I work at. It took me about 3 min to choose the spicy california rolls. Their cheap and are filling enough for a lunch. I could have gotten a salad but then i would have felt lame. While waiting in line the blond hard body, girl in running gear started to do stretches. She was pretty goddam hot. She had the i just ran and I sweaty thing going on. She had picked up some water a few vegetables and some crackers.
For a split second this scenario of her life flashed in my head. She probably lived in one of the nice houses in Toluca lake with her live-in boyfriend and dog. She drinks alot of water and keeps track of what she has eaten every day. She doesnt have a food journal, but it’s not because she doesn’t want one, more like it would give the impression that she is weight obsessed, but she is. She like "nature," and tells people she likes to hike. She graduated college in something like business or english and wants to teach. She doesn’t like to drink?
That’s when she made a gesture as if she forgot something. She then told the lady behind her to go if she wasn’t back by the time she was up. We were at one front end of the store and she was walking to the other end.
But why, the only thing at the end of the store is booze. Could it be that she is a wino? Does she only work out because she wants to combat all the pounding that her liver takes? Does she just like drinking wine with her friends at gatherings? What the hell she might like the hard stuff. She might like a nice glass of scotch after a good run. She might like to do shooters.
All of sudden this simple gesture had made her seem even hotter. Wow, this chick is a big boozer, and all this time i was thinking she was just a runner. And as i saw her walk over to the other end I thought maybe you can’t tell anything about a person without really meeting them. And then she picked up a roll of toilet paper and the fantasy was quashed. I paid 2.69 and walked out not even looking back.

Good times?

Okay so with this and the production on saltshaker, that has made lil’Jon one of my favorite producers. I need to interview this guy. I think that the best line in this song is:

"I need a girl that I can freak wit,
and wanna try shit, and ain’t scared of a big dick.
And love to get her pussy licked,
by another bitch, cus I ain’t drunk enough to do that."

It works on many levels.

It’s just a fncking great song.


PETEY PABLO LYRICS

"Freek-A-Leek"

[Petey Pablo:]
Let’s take some calls from the request line.
Caller number one.....

[Caller:]
Ay,..man...whats up.
This Dominique from shady oaks trailer park

[Petey Pablo:]
Whats up Dominique.

[Caller:]
I wanna hear that song from Lil Jon and Petey Pablo.

[Petey Pablo:]
Aight, I got that coming right up for you.
Now shoutout the radio station that gave you what you
wanted.

[Caller:]
Double-u boom boom b baby!

[Bridge:]
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Can you take it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

[Verse One:]
24, 34, 46, good and thick, and once you get it she’ll work wit it.
Pretty face and some cute lips, earing in her tongue and she know what to do wit it.
Make a name for herself, and she do her shit well, and know how to keep her business to herself.
Come over anytime a nigga call chick, 1 o’clock, 2 o’clock, (ding dong) and she right there.
And she know why she came here, and she know where her clothes suppose to be (off and over there).
Sniff a little coke, take a little x, smoke a little weed, drink a little bit.
I need a girl that I can freak wit,
and wanna try shit, and ain’t scared of a big dick.
And love to get her pussy licked,
by another bitch, cus I ain’t drunk enough to do that.

[Chorus:]
FREAKALEEK!
(How you like it daddy?) Shameka
Keisha
(How you like it daddy?) Tara
FREAKALEEK!
Shonda
(How you like it daddy?) Sabrina
Crysta
(How you like it daddy?)Daronda
FREAKALEEK!
Theresa
(How you like it daddy?) Felicia
Tenisha
(How you like it daddy?) Sha’von
FREAKALEEK!
Monica
(How you like it daddy?) Monique
Christina
(How you like it daddy?) Yolanda

[Verse Two:]
I need to know a whole lot then to teachin’ a broad, with my ding dong make her tongue tickin the bong.
Go on ahead so I dont have to do that far, I’m spoiled (and I don’t like to work that hard).
I like to lay back, relax, and enjoy my time, and let your eyes roll back and my toes curl.
(I love when you do that girl) Until it comes time for me to have to give her hers.
Tell me what you want, do you want it missionary with your feet cramed into the head board?
Do you want it from the back with your face in the pillow so you can
yell it loud as you want to?
Do you want it on the floor? Do you want it on the chair?
Do you want it over here? Do you want it over there?
Do you want it in ya pussy? Do you want it in ya ass?
I’ll give you anything you can handle!

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

[Caller:]
Yeah, I appreciate it lil’ home boy.

[Petey Pablo:]
Not a problem. You know I do it because I love you.
Now I got to give a shoutout to Seagrim Gin cus I drink it, and they
paying me for it.

Well I got a new job doing some research and coordinating artist stuff for this award show. But as I find myself in a new job I dont think too many people understand how i really dont like jumping all over. So let me give you a breakdown of all the crappy and non crappy jobs i have had in the past. Let me make a list and get back to you.

I guess that’s the main question in my mind. I have started writing some things and I have some people in the works. I know that it’s going to end up me writing a bunch of stories with a ton of pen names. I feel like this task is escaping my grasp. It’s like trying to get a whole of jello. You can see, it’s solid, but when you have it in your grasp it seems to slowly ooze out between your fingers. You have a hold of it, but it slipping away slowly.

Other than that everything is kosher.

Went to a bar last night called the Good Hurt. The only thing worth mentioning are the two bar-tending chicks in nurse outfits. It felt like I was at someone’s house after school with no parents. Just a bunch of college students hanging out and drinking in a dark clubhouse.

Someone came into town from out of town lets see if that bastard chinese man calls....

CCR’s Lodi playing in the background
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Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
Seeking my fame and fortune, Looking for a pot of gold.
Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again.

Rode in on the Greyhound, I’ll be walking out if I go.
I was just passing through, Must be seven months or more.
Ran out of time and money, Looks like they took my friends.
Oh ! Lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again.

The man from the magazine said I was on my way.
Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.
I came into town, a one night stand, Looks like my plans fell through. Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again.
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This song it brings me alot of memories, mostly of porn.
In the small stint when I use to work for a porn store, a movie came out that used it as a soundtrack for their three-way. They were in some small dink town and some out of towner comes by and causes a sexual commotion with the women-folk.

I guess that’s enough for now, I dont want to make myself sound more of a deviate.

But really Who will stop the rain?

BS

3. Live Shows. What really pisses me off is bands that don’t play their hits at the shows. Where they proceed on playing everything from their "new" album. Goddam, that is irritating. If I am going to spend X amount of my dollars, you goddam better play the hits. I don’t want to hear free bird. I want to listen to "Loser" or "Jackass" not "Bogus Soul." Give the hits gooddamn it. Also if you are in a festival don’t be a jackass and play three songs in an hour and a half, fnckers! I dont care if you love crescendos, you know who I’m talking about. I want to hear a few albums if you are gonna play for 1hr 30 min. Fnck your artistic side. And you know what else, I ain’t taking a medley, David Spade won’t take them and neither will I.

Cut through the chit-chat....

Things that are annoying me

1. Gyms. I have started going to some form of gym here in LA. I am pretty much living off of comp days and taking my dads card. The worst thing about gyms is that everyone who goes to one has been going for awhile so they are all in good shape, damn them. I think there should be beginner gyms. Gyms where everyone starts at. Gyms where everyone is in bad shape. I think it would lower the anxiety that some people have going to the gym in the state that they are in. It should be like in school and have graduation, when you have shown improvements you move on to the next bracket of physical fitness. It would just make people less self-conscience, it would make me less self-conscience knowing that everyone at that gym are fat bastards at the beginning of their physical fitness pursuit. Damn it!

2. "Friend". I have realized in the last couple of weeks that some people make it hard to be friends. Let me explain. Sometimes no matter what great intentions that you have some people are going to be jackasses. I ain’t talking about jackasses like a slap in the face from a friend is a jackass move more like "I have called your bitch-ass 20 time inviting you to stuff and you are never up for it, not even lunch." What’s a mother-fncker ’ppose to do? I guess stop calling you, fncker... But if you are reading this it probably doesn’t pertain to you.

Masses:

So finally another email on this mag thing. Sorry about
delay. I have been kind of busy with my current paying job.
So what I am going to do is write a few ideas I have and a
few terms in general just to get the creative juices
working. So here are a few titles that I want to use and you
come up with the content. (we work in reverse here)

i love Meth, but it ain’t what it use to be
I hate gypsies
Want to get off junk?
Squatters: Get off of that!
Turkey baster: not just a device to get meat moist
Von Dutch, G**D*** i hate you.

Actual ideas:
What’s up with TV sold CDS: kidzone 1-5, Now this is what I
call music 1-13, The essentials: the boss, simon and
garfunkel, pink floyd. Do they really sell, Who the f- buys
them.

What the hell do i have to look for when buying a turntable?
is there anything in particular? does it really matter what
the hell i buy as long as it has a needle?

Anything with strippers in it. Anything with alcohol in it.
Anything with strippers and alcohol in it is even better.

Something with box wine, on the account that i want to sell
ad space to them. Can you use box wine in cooking?

Does the day after pill really work? (yeah but not the preg
one but the beer ones) do you just not get a hang over with
them? What the f-? Ex: Chaser, RU-21, morning Relief.
Do they work or should you just take a b-12 vitamin the day
before?

The Jesus candle and I.

Can I make a dollar out of 15 cents. How can i make this
nickel stretch.

How I found my self in a Korean whorehouse/tofu house.

As Always this is not the end all so hopefully i have
somewhat sparked some ideas.

What also would work is any traveling ideas. If you are
going somewhere for springbreak or are taking a vacation
soon.

If you have any craft ideas that isnt making a pot holder or
something lame.

I want to try to get a dummy together pretty soon so i have
something to show when i start selling ads and sh!t.

Thanks Again,

B-

PS I havent been receiving any email for the past two weeks
very well so if i havent replied to your email please send
it again on the account that i lose mail here.

(This is a long email, but I need you to read the whole thing. So there will be breaks where you can get up, stretch or get something to drink.)

To all who can help:
If I haven?t spoken or have been in contact for the past few months there is a reason. Some of you know that I have done zines and year in reviews and stuff like that in the past so I have decided to raise the bar. I am upping the ante from zine and trying to create an actual legitmate publication. For the past few months I have been getting information on how to go about getting a full magazine printed and on the stands. And after all that I think I’m ready.
I have decided on the title PIK for my magazine. It just popped in my head and that?s what I?m using, damn it.
I have decided on making a quality of life magazine. It?s going to focus on ?I?m not a freshman but I haven?t settled yet? audience. It?s going to incorporate everything: music, movies, life when you really have nothing tying you down, but your own damn laziness and your phone bills.
I think that making a music magazine would have been a whole lot easier, but the problem is that there are way too many of them around, especially Los Angeles. There is always a new music weekly popping up and I don?t think that I could improve the music magazine; I think that there is only so much you could do with it. I know I?ll probably have to put some new band on the cover, but if I claim to be a music magazine I?m cutting myself short.
I want this magazine to have a crap load of different articles and sidebars because I think the more interesting mags are the ones that take you a few sitting sessions to get through. I want it so that anyone in their 20?s or early 30?s can pick it up and find something interesting in it. I know that this must sound pretentious, but when you think about it a magazine is the corporeal representation of pretentiousness. All I really want to do is produce something that people will like to take to the crapper, the bus, the tattoo waiting room or the break room. And it goes without saying they will cover music and topics that are not mainstream.
So now that you know what kind of delusional ideas I have for this magazine here is where you come in.
(You can take a breather and stretch now)
I need to use you! Yeah, imagine that.
I am not about to go through the same crap I went through with the KCPR Yearbook or Zine. I can?t do it all alone. No one can. So I?m asking for help.
Here are some places that I?m going to need help in.
The meat of the magazine: articles.
Article Types:
Personality ProfileInterviews: These articles are what ’Tiger Beat’ and ’Rollingstones’ are based on. They recount the accomplishments, personality, likes and dislikes in artists. This is just a profile of the artist. They are pretty self-explanatory.
Roundups: Articles on a controversial topic. You get the opinion of 10 or so people and just do it. It’s highlighting a subject matter and showing all sides. For example the subject of SF same-sex marriage licenses.
Service Pieces: I?m guessing that everyone will have an idea for these types of articles. They tell readers how to get the goods, do the things, or achieve the goals that interest them. Typically set in a numbered, how-to format (?Ten Ways to?.?).
Things to do and places to go (as well as things to avoid). These articles can be written from a first-person viewpoint or in the third person. Ex. top ten bars with Christmas lights on. Sidebars give details on cost, accommodations, restaurants, etc.
Regular Departments: Book Reviews, Art and Performance reviews, calendar of events, movie reviews, Album reviews.
Comics, Illustrations, Cartoons: What can I say? Make them not suck!
Constant Columns: Okay, this is my deal with columns. I welcome all column ideas. Just remember what that really means. You are responsible for your column every issue. I would be pissed if you say that you want to write a column for this publication and the following issue you say, ?Yeah, about that column, I don?t want to do that anymore.? If you want it you got it, but you have to keep at it.
Sidebars: These are those small featurettes on the side of the article that gives further details about the article. They compliment the article. Like if there was an article on fly-fishing. A sidebar would be something small about how to make your own fly or where the best places are to fly fish. Ex: Lists, Tests, definitions, how to, information sources, maps, graphics.
Even if you don?t want to help me out with the writing there are tons of things that I need to get done. I know that I have spoken to some of you and asked for your help because you have special powers. (In form of an ice sled) So, if I haven?t here I you go.
PRINTING: I still need to get all my information of printing costs. So if you know anyone that could help me out that would be greatly appreciated. I need to get more quotes and lingo down.
IDEAS: I cant come up with all this stuff up by my damn self. So, you don?t know how to write but would like to see an article on a specific topic send the idea to me. Mind you only really Ideas. No, ideas on enemas, poop, or how-to-pick up a Berkeley for your very own. I know how you bastards think.
I know you mo-fos are creative because if you weren?t I probably wouldn?t know you, unless you are that one charity case that I have. At the same time don?t get pissed if I don?t use your idea on the first issue. Just ask yourself, would people like to read it in a magazine. If you have the hook-ups with a good band then hook it up, especially if they are doing something close to summer.
AD SALES: This is the only help I can pay. I think most of you are familiar with underwriting. If you know a business place that would like to advertise or if you would like to sale ads for me even better, there is of course a commission with every ad sold. I could give you further information later.
DESIGN: I will be using quark express for the layout. I know that there are a few graphic designers out there and any help from you guys in designing my masthead or just some basic pointers that I shouldn?t forget in layout would be greatly appreciative.
WEB: I think I have asked someone for help with the web aspect of it but it would be awesome and greatly received any one that would be willing to help with that.
Things that SUCK: I can?t readily pay anyone for ideas or their help in this first issue, but I would like to as this venture of mine gets momentum. Of course you would all get bylines and credit on the contributors list.
(Breath)
I don?t think that I could emphasize how much I need your help for my idea to succeed. That?s why I will do anything to get you to help me. If you don?t know how to write, but you want to I will help your ass. If you do want to write but have no ideas I will give them to you. If you have some idea but don?t know how to work it I will help you with it.
That?s it I have done all the legwork. I have received an ISSN number. I have researched and read about the business and writing aspects of publishing. I have done my homework for the last five months: talking to other small publishers, ad reps from other publications, editors from some other mags and presses. My next step is getting the material from you guys and anyone you think could also help. I need you guys to get me over the next hurdle.
Will you please help a Guatemalan become the first publishing Mogul? Make me B. Diddy, please.

Sincerely,
Byron

So Tonight on Conan O’Brien Dolly Parton was a guest. Goddam she’s got a chest. And She seems like a really nice person.

Carson Daly is a crappy interviewer. He is one of the worst interviewers that I have ever witnessed. It is redundant to say he is a douche bag or a tool because I think that they are synonymous with him. Carson Daly is one of those persons that knows people, I will give him that. The producers thought and thought right that he would be able to bring big names to his show. But He SUCKS! He asks awkward questions. He seldom makes jokes and he sucks when he makes them. I think to be and good interviewer you have to be either humorous or have credibility, i.e. Jay Leno and Barbara Walters. But then again I’m not on TV so how important is my opinion?

Germaphobes: Shannon Doherty, Donald Trump, Howie Mandel, The Summers guy from Double Dare.

Magazine status: Okay.

Should I be Incorporated or not?

Today as I sit here at my work place, I got a motivational boost from my boss about my magazine.

Part of the Pre-production of the magazine business is to do a sort of market analysis of the competition and what other magazine provides that you like and stuff you could improve upon. So i have been asking for press kits from magazine with rates and other random information.

While i was telling my boss, she told me that she would help out with ads. As far as giving me all her press kits from all the music magazines that are around in LA. I think I’ll use that as a jumping off point and then see other publications. I am gearing my magazine towards music but also just lifestyle you could say.

Hey, If I want Spoon or Har Mar on my Cover I could do that. If I want a nine picture spread with Peaches and Yoko Ono slathering coc butt butter on each other I could do that. When you think about it It would be fucking awesome if I had some one like Cornelius on my cover or if Kid 606 did something that would be fucking rad.

So basically, I want to do it for that. I think that there are people who would hopefully pick it up because of that, but i would also have to have some sort of creative photographers working with me to make the covers not just good but great enough for non-fans or even people who dont know the band, to pick it up and read.

Simply put a maxim for the indie crowd.

So I am getting more psyched as time passes.

Next Task.....Quotes from Printing presses.

Oh...A thing that has recently been bugging me. Teeth whiteners and the new novelty have every single for of appliance having some sort of camera on it.

Actually I want my toaster to take my picture every morning when i get up and show me how white my teeth are damn it.

sorry for the spastic entries

So for the past few weeks i have just been going to work and reading my how-to book on the magazine biz. And I must say that after a few months i have finally finished. I know have all the information i need to make this magazine fail or not suck.

I have been reading and hearing things that make my goal seem plausable.
Billboard recently had an article on magzines but specifically on music magazines and how they are doing okay except for the big five: Rolling Stone, Vibe, Spin, The Source, and Blender.


So, what’s the the next step?

Get ADS. That’s what’s gonna kill me and has killed many magazines.

We might as well start this thing...

Back-story: I came back on Monday to my real job. I showed up for two hours and since they were catching up on things they set me to do some minimal job this so...I left. But before leaving they told me to update some lists and stuff. So I emailed the excel stuff and went home. So when I came in on Tuesday. I pretty much was the WHORE for the day.

Side Bar: So starting this New Year the manager wants to see if what other ad companies there are out there. So, she will be going to a few presentations. She wants to see what kind of advertising and promotions outside companies can do that we cant so...

Tuesday I showed up and my boss told me that I was going to go with a rep from this ad agency and go through a SIX-HOUR PRESENTATION! Yeah, check that shit out. Okay so I went with these two guys from some ABC Marketing company. They drove me to meet the "best" associates that they had working the "market". The associate I met was this 20-year-old Vegas guy who just needed to make some cash for his bar he’s trying to put up. He broke down their sales plan and how they work with clients and promotions. So when they started they went from one door to another door soliciting. Apparently this was one of their tragedies. So basically it turned out to be door to door sales people. What the fuck

I went on a two hour run with these guys in a small family community. Everything was surreal. Every house in this community was the same. Every house looked the same every dog looked the same. Every curbside Christmas tree looked the same. Everything the same. It was odd. The community looked what I imagined the 50’s suburbia to be. With all the rows of homes being the same with the same family. I didn?t even think that they still had door-to-door sales people. I think of a man in his early 30’s with a brown suit and an old brown hat peddling vacuums or encyclopedias, not his ex-break dancer in a blue suit pushing papa john’s pizzas. For lunch they ended taking my to this little diner in north Hollywood. Everything that I commented was funny to them. They were trying really hard to sell these plans to me. If it wasn?t bad enough with the door-to-door then they took me to another "plan." The credit card sign-up. Yeah, great! Chilling with another group of people trying to make a quick buck. For the next hour or so I ended up sitting and looking at these people sign people up for some visa credit card. After that I ended up getting whisked (the word sounds positive, doesn’t it?) to their offices. Basically, a huge warehouse with some offices. They had flyers and posters and a bunch of crap but nothing too impressive. It sucked. ’Til now I didn?t know what the hell they were planning on doing for a MUSIC label. Music really doesn?t translate easily with door-to-door or two for one deals.

So they gave me a one-hour presentation on what they have done with other companies and what they wanted to do for us. I think the only thing that they did that we didn?t was using bills. You know the things that are posters that stick on construction rafters and side of electric breaks on the street. It Sucked! So after they drove me back to the offices and said they would be waiting for a response from my boss today. I came back to work around 4 and caught up with some work that I had to do, so I left work at 9 and got home at 10pm. GOOD TIMES damn it! And I handed my report in and I hope that we don?t use them! Damn them all.

I’m going to try this for just this year. Sort of an experiment of sorts. I want to see if my motivation will change if I can document this year. Start the year with some goals and things i want to accomplish for the year and hopefully get them done.
I guess I’m also doing this live journal thing partly because a few friends said i should. And I like to do everything that my friends tell me to do, hence the mohawk. I think that it’s the New Year, so let’s try something new and inventive. I live in LA so there should be more than enough shit for me to write about and crap always seems to happen around me. But when I start becoming too much of an ass-hole, I would like for anyone who reads this to tell me.
At first I thought that I would have to be somewhat self involved to even do this, but if I can entertain someone with the antics of my mostly inane life than so be it, call me narcissistic. I will also try to write only when interesting things actually happen to me, which means that you will not see an entry that just says, "today I dont feel like writing," or "Nothing happen to me today." If i’m sick I will tell you how sick I am. Where the ooze is coming from. If nothing happen today then you wont see anything.

Quick bio: I am 24 currently work for a spanish rock alternative music label as a lackey and I graduated in 4/03 with an ecology degree. I worked for the college station on campus which got me the job that i am now at.
I am guatemalan and I am jaded and sarcastic. Take everything I say with a grain of salt. Keep the deep metaphysical, emotional, shit to yourself. I have a cussing, swearing, and cursing problem. I also am an alcoholic when I’m around booze. I just cant have one. Most if not all my friends are drinkers and somehow too cool for school. Some can be viewed as alcoholics, some as foreigners that wear suits, so weird looking but nontheless I’m loud and at time, yes obnoxious.
In the back of my head I think that I’ll end up in the rainforest of Guatemalan living in a tree and saving the forest. I’ll have a little indian wife, that will know when to shut up and be in aw of my westernized upbringing. She will cook and clean and make tamales. At the same time don’t think that I’m a machismo asshole. I believe that CHICKS should be able to make it in any field they want.
This year a couple of things should create good stories: alcohol, friends who are in San Luis Obispo, LA crowds, and this magazine that I’m trying to start up. Read it or not this is the crap that goes on in my life!

Thank You for your time,
BS