how did the beverly hills 90210 theme song go?

i fought the sun and the sun won. It would appear i do infact have human skin, not inpenetrable leather like I had stated to one Steve Sommerfeld. Peeling shoulders. Not siked about it at all.

Got everything we needed sussed for Magic on time, smiles all round, now its time to sell.

I have now been living at the Roosevelt for 2 weeks. After a good 14 days of passing the door that states "Do Not Enter" curiousity got the better of me and I entered. No Alarm. All good so far. So i followed the stairs up to the penthouse level and out onto the roof of the hotel. Best decision I have made so far. Got told off by hotel staff after about 3 minutes but it was enough to snap a few pics. You get the best views from rooftops and 90% of buildings in this country have a rooftop area.







Heading to vegas tomorrow, we got a Nissan SUV for the trip. I drove around hollywood yesterday and Im still alive. Siked.

Down at a pool party downstairs the other night and saw Ian Ziering. dude has the best name, didnt speak to him, didnt really have anything to say.



Fell in love with a girl by the pool the other night, from a distance like a creep. Then she kissed a girl. Not in a "wow those girls are kissing for attention, i need to suss if this is hot or tragic" sort of way, in a full blown "Im a lesbian and I have no interest in you whatsoever because you are a man" sort of way. The girl she kissed was a full masculine chick too. So bummed out, we would have had a wonderful life together.

Went into Kinko's print shop the other day to print off a bunch of flyers for Valyside. Saw Nik Olivieri or whatever his name is, the dude that used to play bass in Queens of the Stone Age. Seems even demon rock dudes need to photocopy too.



Oh there was a chick with a white top and no bra on there too, situations like that really make u realise that you can be anyone in the world, you can have achieved anything, it doesnt matter who you are or what you do, at the end of the day you are a dude and the aforementioned situation is at least a little bit awesome.

Dj Lethal walked passed us on Hollywood Bvd yesterday, he was in Limp Bizkit. I wish i didnt recognise losers.

Also yesterday i got in a cab with those big obnoxious sunnies I have, the asian driver dude thought I was famous and insisted that I sign an autograph. All The Best, Scott Mellor...

Gem said that my last big post made me sound like i though i was a sick cunt. I dont, thats just a run down of what went down. Gem once got T Boned by a smart car. That is not a sexual reference.

Went out on Wed and saw MIA play a secret party show downtown, dont know if i mentioned that last time. Was pretty dope but there was some shit going on and everything ran super late then she came out and did like 5 songs. There are so many scene photographers around now, its actually mental, I got in there before doors opened and all the "press dudes" were already there. Cobrasnake wannabes everywhere.. Hipsterfest. Maybe im just jaded that no one snaps me.




Caught up with Luke and Joanna last night, shit was rad, so good to see good friends again. They are bailing to Hawaii next week to avoid me.

Last time I was here i started seeing a girl called Jennifer, I sort of kept it out of here cos it was none of your business. Randomly caught up with her today by the pool. She has a new boyfriend and shit and she is pretty rad. Met a bunch of her friends, again, everyone is so nice to me here its almost a joke. Anyway, I ate lobster, drank beer, smoked cigarettes and chilled out, again, good people, good times.



Started reading rules of attraction, books better than the movie. Standard.

So many pretentious tards hang at the roosevelt pool. I saw a guy today with rosery beads tattood around his neck and down his chest. WINNER.

got a polaroid camera, trying to find film.

discovered baja fresh.



oh yeh, i was at the bar downstairs the other night, the same night i saw television's Ian Ziering actually, and this dooshbag guy pushed infront of me at the bar as i was patiently waiting to purchase a beverage. I was pretty off it but let it slide. Karma had other plans. Karma doesnt let shit slide. The dude grabbed his drinks, turned around and walked straight into a poolside bed that hit him at about shin height. Faceplant, 2 drinks in hand totally emptied, lots of people pointing and laughing. Think about that next time you push infront of someone in line. Your going to end up at the dentist. asshole.

been listening to the last song on the new cage album. its dope

i got nothing else to add.

till next time.

rip to DJ AM.

rip.

Really sad news today, my thoughts are with all that were close to AM. Was fortunate enough to have met him on a few occasions in Hollywood and caught him spinning the night we arrived back in LA. Peace out mate.

sun dried mellors

Hollywood is some crazy shit. Im sure you gathered this by now but it amazes me daily.







Its summer here at the moment and it is hot as a motherfucker. Thats hot.

Fortunately we are staying at the Roosevelt and the pool is amazing so there is a lot of work being done and a lot of breaks being taken down by the pool.

The greatest thing about this place is that shit can change in a second. I have tried to explain this to people a bunch of times but i think the following is the best example. We go down and hang poolside on sunday morning, not expecting much, couple of drinks, swim, standard.

I get in the elevator with the singer from wolfmother. Nice dude, super nervous, just chatted to him about how many australians were staying in the hotel.

+

Get downstairs and hit the pool. After about 5 minutes some ratty looking aussie dude asks me for a lighter. We get talking, turns out its Jake Brown. He just won gold at the X games, you probably have seen this before.



Dude is totally cool, we join tables and end up hanging out with a whose who of pro skateboarding over the next few days/nights. Brandon Biebel, Mike Carrol, Pat Duffy, Jake Brown. Jake won pretty big in vegas last week and decided to celebrate by throwing $300 worth of 1 dollar bills into the hotel pool, some rapper dudes were talking about how he "made it rain"



Our room has become the party room, people coming up and just raging every night, again, the best thing about this place is how random and awesome it can turn in a second. Brandon came up last night with a few mates, one was a TV host for fuel TV, the other was Nick who runs Diamond Supply co. We are all hooking up in Vegas next week as everyone is out there for magic. Shit is going to be parttty.











Yesterday we were hanging by the pool and that dude that was in crazy town was swimming with his daughter. Dude is a total joke but he was nice enough. He was on some rehab show, i cant think what it was called but im pretty sure it was along the lines of "my shit nu metal band sucked and now i smoke heaps of crack and need to make a living by exploiting my habit on VH1"



Ron Jeremy was there too. Good Job

Met 2 loose dudes from Reno who had been shooting a commercial with Pat and Jake. Dudes were fucking ragers, i think one of them broke one of sebs ribs.



Roosevelt hotel staff are cleaning geniuses. This place has been so trashed its retarded and every day we come back to a spotless room.

Went wakeboarding today on a lake just norht of hollywood with my good friend jeff. Now im totally fucking sunburnt. But i will come home with a tan. win.

Fortunately the hotel has a gym so i get to drink and eat whatever then run 3 miles a day and not come home a fat tard.

This hotel is haunted, the elevator stops on level 5 and 7 even if the button hasnt been pressed, aparently people died on those levels. Sucks to be a ghost man, still having to take elevators and shit. Surely you would want some rad ghost powers to be able to transfer between levels of a hotel. Fuck the afterlife.



We had a partyy up here the other night and a couple of Daryls friends came up in the elevator. Some black dude was sharing the elevator with the 2 girls and had his erect penis out. The girls werent siked, the dude was half passed out. Pretty funny though, he got in the elevator at like the 5th floor and went up to 8 with his dick out. You gotta wonder if he was such a super player that he just finished up on level 5 and was off to visit such a sure thing on 8 that he thought it wasnt worth tucking that shit back in. Manly.

Jared Leto was partying in the lobby the other night. I really wish i had met him cos i wanted to tell him that i loved his band Gone in 60 seconds.

Did i mention how sunburnt i am. I have no elasticity in my skin right now, as my fingers move i can feel my shoulder skin reacting. not good.

I did the new logo for Dim Mak's Banan Split Sundaes night the other day. Will post soon, computer is being a gay.

Met a snowboarder called Dingo that runs an apparel line called Grenade, hell good dude. Dude partys harder than amy winehouse.

Oh heres a story. Hollywood fucking sucks on a sat night, especially if your rolling 4 dudes deep without any girls. We tried to hit a few clubs but no dice. So we are walking back to the hotel and there are 3 homeboys infront of us, one on a skateboard. He sort of looked like Cody Chestnut. Anyway, the dude skated about as good as me so he fell off the front of his board and it came rolling back into us. Jurt kicked it rolling back to his feet. THe dude gets in Kurts face about kicking his board. Kurt says he was giving it back, shit gets tense, everyone continues walking. They keep looking back and we just keep walking behind sort of cautiously. one guy lifts the back of his shirt a bit to scratch and he has a pistol in the back of his pants. We cross the road. Thats not being a pussy, thats called life preservation. We aint goin out like that.

Street meat is amazing. Hot dogs of questionable expiry date cooked by non english speaking man on side of street after midnight. Its like the russian roulette of fast food.

My brother has a mo. Webcam tells me this.

Kate has swine flu, and is generally mental.

Kef is now on msn. add her here domefrombehind69@hotmail.com

Seb is addicted to in n out burger. If he doesnt have it he scratches like a crak head.

the girl on the door for the club downstairs could get aids and i would be happy.

im home in a couple of weeks, shit is crazy and we arent even in vegas yet.

come party at dorcia in melbourne on sept 11. I will be.

party most of the time.

Poolside at the hotel, poolside at the hotel..

Back, back, back in Los Angeles.

Flight delayed from Perth, ended up rocking out an hour and a half late. Heaps of "crazy" drunk aussies in the domestic terminal bar, managed to witness a shit indian aussie girl claiming that the asian bar tender was a racist cos he wouldnt serve her drunk ass. Its not cos your black you deadshit, its because you are an abnoxious drunken 18 year old.



Flight nearly crashed on takeoff. No shit. Got told off for playing bowling on my iphone. Flight attendants hate me for some reason. Ask anyone. Im hell nice too.




Got into melbourne and crashed out in the Hyatt Grand. Place was pimped out hard. Seb Valyside is footing the bill for this trip and he has come through, haarrd.






Caught up with an internet celebrity called Kate, you probably know her. She blogs about everything that happens in her life. Yes im a hypocrite. She also bleeds from the neck and has a spider that lives in her hair. We got drunk and hung out and talked heaps of shit. Was rather good. Highlite was definately the following.

Kate goes to the toilet in some scumbag melb bar. Seb and Myself sit at the table downstairs drinking. 2 absolute winner dudes come and sit uninvited at our table. "Dunno about you goiys but im ready to root." I told him that we really werent interested in rooting him. He explained that he had a hard on and was siked on "tits".
Kate returns, and shit gets awesome. She goes to the bar and the guy turns to me and says, and i quote "Is that ya missus?" "Do ya mind if i fuck her while your away?"

Thanks Melbourne.

Everyone thinks that danny and seb are drug dealers while in Melb. "Ya got any pingers broo?" "Any dingos mate?"

Notice how I never had a brother up untill a few years ago. Below is photo evidance of why that is. He was sort of born old. The curious case of daniel mellor.



Flight to LA was pretty dope, just slept the whole time. Had to run like a demon through syd airport, nearly missed my flight cos of duty free.


Checked in to the Roosevelt Hotel around lunch. Place is ay may zing. Whis will be my home for the next few weeks and i couldnt be happier. Maralyn Monro died at this hotel. Thats not cool cos she's dead, but its sort of cool. You know.



Caught up with Kurt and Brook and lots of LA mates. Siked to be back

A crackhead black dude raised his fist to seb in the lobby of the hotel. You know how you call dudes crack heads in australia, this guy actually smoked crack. Properly. Shit was pretty real.



I quit smoking but im having a haitus at the moment. Parlaiments are just great.

Went to Bardot last night to catch up with dim mak mates. Everyone was out, great times, Aoki, Dj AM and Nick Catchdubs spinning. Rad night.

Oh its summer here, glad im not in perth.

welcome back.

more soon.

girls read twilight with one hand

7 days till.



i should really start getting some money together.