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Wednesday, January 11th, 2006
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yesterday i went to where we used to go
sat where we used to sit
with the people we used to hang out with
the sky was clear
a cool breeze blew by us
and we all knew it was you.
you are everywhere now
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Comments: Read 30 or Add Your Own.
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Monday, December 6th, 2004
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Dear Del Taco (located on 59th and Beardsley),
I want to thank you for fucking up my order every time i come to your fine establishment. Its like i order something without meat, but you know deep down in my core i really want the most meat you can fit in a tortilla or in tonights case, a plate of chips. Tonight, not only did I repeat myself three times, i also asked the guy face to face if he understood and I checked the reciept.
To me the greatest gift is coming home, hungry, and wondering what delightful item i've recieved inside my del taco bag. could it be a chicken soft taco (id give that to you ed)? or perhaps 5 pounds of beef on top of 5 (thats right, count em out loud now....5!) chips?
Thank you for showing me that i am an idiot for being a returning customer too. i guess i was just wishing that one of these days, you might actually get my order right (or wrong in your case, since you do know what i want more...obviously beef).
Oh and reader, keep in mind i have tried the reverse psychology technique on them as well. an example would be ordering a soft taco and hoping they throw beans in it...truth be told, they ended up giving me a chicken soft taco.
In short, keep up the good work del taco on 59th. i'm sure ill be seeing you around 11:30pm on any given night when i am starving and have $3.56 in my pocket.
your most consistant customer,
mikeschey
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Comments: Read 30 or Add Your Own.
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Tuesday, October 5th, 2004
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i decided i am going to write a book since events such as crashing transvestite parties in our 4 star hotels started happening, i think its time i start documenting things in a more proper way than just a journal. stay tuned.
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Wednesday, September 1st, 2004
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i know its not very often when i will address issues in this journal, but something happened last night that i need to be vocal about in some way. i know a few people still read this so i might as well just post it. im also aware that some of the things discussed in here might be a little contradictory, nor should be issued by me. picture this coming from me 3-4 years ago instead of today.
certain things bothered me recently with a band. now i know exactly where i came from (not that im still not there, and never coming back to it either)...i know what its like to have my own band, and be excited about it. i remember what it was like to have a show and have fun taking myself a little serious about it. i also remember being humble (and still like to think i am) about it.
what i never remember doing is taking myself so seriously that i alienated people and friends. i dont remember bragging about myself or my band to an obscene extent. i dont remember having a problem hooking people up with t-shirts or cds when i knew they had helped me out in some way, should have one or that i would have been honored to see them wear one.
i am comparing specific people to how i remember myself being (it is all i have to base this off of)...and its also possible that i may be a little mistaken of how i used to be, or mistaken of how these people were really acting. the whole thing left a bad taste in my mouth. i remember feeling so lucky to get a show. whether or not people were there talking shit about my band or me. i still feel that way. i remember playing shows with bands much like the impression i was left with last night, and wanting to kill myself. maybe i should have.
the point of this whole post is to simply state:
1) cut the bullshit antics...dont take yourself seriously...you want to attract people to your shows, not make them regret leaving their house. you need more than looks to get people to listen to your band.
2) stop the hair tossing, off time clapping, and attempts to sound smarter than you really are...just plain annoying...
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3) keep the ratio of cameras much lower than the people who actually paid to get in...its embarassing and lame.
to be honest i dont know why i posted this much or in that manner. i didnt mean to come off as being "right" or "perfect", i am far from both. i am probably out of place for saying anything at all...hell i dont even really play my own music most of the time. i just wanted to state MY opinion in a free forum. i think i was just so upset and let down by the way my friends acted. im sorry, i mean no disrespect, just a little advice in the only way i really know how. upfront. honest. real.
i really do wish you all the best, but you are not "the shit"...and neither am i.
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everyone needs to watch Carson Daly's late night bullshit show (i know, suffer through it) on May 14th because Apollo Sunshine, a band we toured with, is his house band on that specific show. Listen for them name dropping "the format" (yay!), and listen for the guy who cheers at the mention of "spanish porn" and Pat O'Brien's ELO shirt...that annoying guy cheering and getting the attention, is none other than me. We all bailed right before the actual musical guest played cuz the show was the worst thing ive ever seen. even colin quinns show was better. anyway, check it out. i'm so cool.
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Comments: Read 13 or Add Your Own.
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best tour package ever.
ill think of you anytime i see a dudes nipples and crotch light up...
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isn't it strange when everyone around me
seems so sure
yet i'm still dizzy?
drone.
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Thursday, March 4th, 2004
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i saw things last night, i never want to see again
and it all involved asians.
sorry. ha.
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Monday, February 23rd, 2004
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Saturday, December 27th, 2003
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Dear Beer,
It has been a fun couple of months, and though i have many good memories of you and i kickin back and hanging out with friends, i'm afraid our relationship as it has been is over. You see, for some reason my stomach hates you. It could be jealousy but for whatever reason, the stomach does in fact rank above you. Do not be sad, Beer, about these circumstances, but instead look upon the good times we had. I'll miss you, friend.
Sincerely,
Mike Schey
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Friday, November 28th, 2003
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Tuesday, November 11th, 2003
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Wednesday, October 22nd, 2003
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elliott smith-
your music has touched me and you will always be missed.
may you find peace...
Waltz #1
everytime the day darkens down and goes away
pictures open in my head of me and you silent and cliche
all the things we did and didn't say
covered up by what we did and didnt do
going through every out i used to cop to make the repetition stop.
what was i supposed to say?
now i never leave my zone, we're both alone
i'm going home
i wish i'd never seen your face
that song always makes me cry...
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Tuesday, October 7th, 2003
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"if you had that hose and funnel, right now you,d be thinkin"
best quote of the tour
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Tuesday, September 16th, 2003
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thank you, that was one of the nicest/most thoughtful things anyone has ever done for me.
i hope it's exactly the same when i get home.
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Tuesday, September 9th, 2003
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