I enjoyed this, but then again, I am a twisted mother fucker.
Spontaneous human combustion explained? Or how the big beardy fella upstairs entertains himself on a slow day?
You decide
Left click to burn things.
Don't eat the yellow snow
Sunday, May 30, 2004
SUNDAY NIGHT!
Thats another weekend over campers. Hope you used it more constructively than I did. Saw Troy, which rocked my socks more than chicken pox. Greek Mythology is cool. Other than that, I spent some time studying, spent some time playing guitar, and messed around with my room some.
Do me Dempsey.
I have some very "art house" photos which i will get up here if I can. They are quite art house!
I hope Splizzabeth had a better weekend than she claimed she was gonna.
If you see a goanna, dont make eye contact, and walk backwards towards it. Otherwise it will maul you. And mauling is bad. UNLESS we are talking about Darth Maul, red faced, double lightsabre weilding nutbag from Star Wars Episode 1, (You know, the one you all wanted to eviscerate Jar Jar Binks?)
I am FUCKED OFF that I can't go to Skullduggery at Adelaide because I have an ass of a 3 hour biology exam on the day after. Death will be dealt to all involved. By me.
I will leave you with some REAL warnings and advice off of US Army equipment.
"Any ship can be a minesweeper ... once."
"Never tell the Platoon Sergeant you have nothing to do."
"Don't draw fire; it irritates the people around you."
"Try to look unimportant; they may be low on ammo." -Infantry Journal
"If the enemy is in range, so are you." -Infantry Journal
"A slipping gear could let your M203 grenade launcher fire when you least expect it. That would make you quite unpopular in what's left of your unit." -Army's magazine of preventive maintenance.
Aim towards the Enemy." -Instruction printed on US Rocket Launcher
"When the pin is pulled, Mr. Grenade is not our friend." -U.S. Army
Remarka-BLEAH!
Thats another weekend over campers. Hope you used it more constructively than I did. Saw Troy, which rocked my socks more than chicken pox. Greek Mythology is cool. Other than that, I spent some time studying, spent some time playing guitar, and messed around with my room some.
Do me Dempsey.
I have some very "art house" photos which i will get up here if I can. They are quite art house!
I hope Splizzabeth had a better weekend than she claimed she was gonna.
If you see a goanna, dont make eye contact, and walk backwards towards it. Otherwise it will maul you. And mauling is bad. UNLESS we are talking about Darth Maul, red faced, double lightsabre weilding nutbag from Star Wars Episode 1, (You know, the one you all wanted to eviscerate Jar Jar Binks?)
I am FUCKED OFF that I can't go to Skullduggery at Adelaide because I have an ass of a 3 hour biology exam on the day after. Death will be dealt to all involved. By me.
I will leave you with some REAL warnings and advice off of US Army equipment.
"Any ship can be a minesweeper ... once."
"Never tell the Platoon Sergeant you have nothing to do."
"Don't draw fire; it irritates the people around you."
"Try to look unimportant; they may be low on ammo." -Infantry Journal
"If the enemy is in range, so are you." -Infantry Journal
"A slipping gear could let your M203 grenade launcher fire when you least expect it. That would make you quite unpopular in what's left of your unit." -Army's magazine of preventive maintenance.
Aim towards the Enemy." -Instruction printed on US Rocket Launcher
"When the pin is pulled, Mr. Grenade is not our friend." -U.S. Army
Remarka-BLEAH!
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
This adds to my list of shocking things for the day. Normally I am adverse to posting things straight off the net, but this is a good one. See how crazy some people are?
Crazy, and Brutal, But you have to admit, Inventive.
You know I love the macabre, So,
Pay special attention to cases 20, 18, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 and 1.
Its facinating how some people are.
Every year the US FBI, is asked to investigate over 36000 serious crime including Murder/Homicides. Every year the Homicide Investigations Unit puts out its "Top 20 Homicides of the Year"
20. Alex Mijtus, 36 years old, is killed by his wife, armed with a 20" long vibrator. Mrs Mijtus had had enough of her husbands strange sex practices and one night during a prolonged evening of "fun" she snapped, pushing all 20" of the vibrator into Alex's anus until it ruptured several internal organs and caused severe bleeding.
19. Debby Mills-Newbroughton, 99 years old, was killed as she crossed the road. She was to turn 100 the next day, but crossing the road with daughter to go to her own birthday party her wheel chair was hit by the truck delivering her birthday cake.
18. Peter Stone, 42 years old, is murdered by his 8 year old daughter, who he had just sent to her room with no dinner. Young Samantha Stone felt that if she couldn't have dinner no one should, and she promptly inserted 72 rat poison tablets into her fathers coffee as he prepared dinner. The victim took one slip and promptly collapsed. (Samantha Stone was given a suspended sentence as the judge felt she didn't realise what she was doing, until she tried to poison her mother using the same method one month later.
17. David Danil, 17 years old, was killed by his girl friend after he attempted to "have his way with her" his unwelcome advance was met with prompt kick in the chest and then 4 shots from a doubled barrelled shot gun Charla's (the girlfriends') father had given to her an hour before the date started, just in case.
16. Javier Halos, 27 years old, was killed by his landlord for failing to pay his rent for 8 years (yes 8 years). The Landlord, Kirk Weston clubbed the victim to death with a toilet seat after he realised just how long it had been since Mr Halos paid his rent.
15. Mary-Lee Cooper, 11 years old, was killed by her 1 year old sister who climbed on top of her while she was sleeping, suffocating her.
14. Meegan Fri, 44 years old, is killed by 14 state troopers after she wandered onto a live firing, fake town simulation. Seeing the troopers walking slow down the street Meegan Fri has jumped out in front of them and yelled. "Boo!" The troopers, thinking she was a pop up target fired 67 shots between them, over 40 of them hitting their target.
"She justlooked like a very real looking target." One of the troopers stated in his report.
13. Fiona Given, 17 years old, was killed by a "Hit Man" hired by her boyfriend after she broke off their relationship. The "Hit Man" was promised to be paid $500,000 for the task. The "Hit Man" killed the boyfriend after he found out that a 16 year old high school student, who's father was in jail for rape, and mother worked as an ironing lady didn't have access to
$500,000.
12. Louis Zaragoza, 68 years old, was killed as he prepared to drive to work. Lee Zaragoza, had been plotting to kill him for over a year, and had cut the brakes on his car 4 times previously. On this attempt Lee was just about to cut the brakes again when Louis snuck
up behind her, grabbed her and spun her around. As he did, she lost her footing and stubbled into him, stabbing him in the lower ventricle of the heart, killing him instantly.
11. Mummod Foli, 22 years old, was killed by an unknown member of the "Russian Mafia", after he accidentally took away the gangsters drink too soon at the nightclub he worked in. The gangster was so upset he forced the waiter to drink over 27 litres of 'coca cola' (the drink he had taken away) and Mummod drowned.
10. Julia Smeeth, 20 years old, was killed by her brother Micheal because she talked on the phone too long, Michael clubbed his sister to death with a cordless phone, then stabbed her several times with the broken aerial.
9. Helena Simms, Wife to the famous American Nuclear Scientist Harold Simms was killed by her husband after she had an affair with the neighbour. Over a period of 3 months Harold substituted Helena's eye shadow with a Uranium composite that was highly radioactive, until she died of radiation poisoning. Although she suffered many symptoms, including total hair loss, skin welts, blindness, extreme nausea and even had an ear lobe drop off the victim never attended a doctors surgery or hospital for a check up.
8. Military Sargent John Joe Winter killed his "two timing wife" by loading her car with Trintynitrate explosive (similar to C4) the Ford Taurus she was driving was filled with 750 000 kgs of explosive, forminga force twice as powerful as the Oklahoma Bombing. The explosion was witnessed by several persons, Some up to 14 kilometres away. No trace of the car or the victim were ever found. Only a 55 metre deep crater, and 500m of missing road.
7. Patty Winter, 35 years old, was killed by her neighbour in the early hours of a sunday morning. Her neighbour, Falt Hame, for years had a mounted F6 phantom jet engine in his rear yard. He would fire the jet engine, aimed at a empty block at the back of his property. Patty Winter would constantly complain to the local sheriffs officers about the noise and the potential risk of fire. Mr Hame was served with a notice to remove the engine immediately. Not liking this he invited Miss Winter over "for a cup of coffee and a chat"> about the whole situation. What Winter didn't know was that he had changed the position of the engine, as she waked into the yard he activated it, hitting her with a blast of 5000 degrees, killing her instantly, and forever burning her outline into the driveway.
6. Michael Lewis, angry at his gay boyfriend used the movie, "Die Hard, With a Vengeance." as inspiration..... He drugged his boyfriend, Tony Berry, into an almost catatonic state, then dressed him only in a double sided white board that read "Death to all Niggers!" on one side, and "God love the KKK." on the other. Lewis then drove the victim to down town Harlem and dropped him off.
Two minutes later Berry was deceased.
5. Jay Newton was killed after a co worker at Sea World Florida dropped a 20 tonne killer whale on him. The whale had been hoisted out of his tank by a Master Tonne Crane, when the victim swam underneath to inspect the harness his colleague, Brian Hartley released the whale. crushing the victim instantly, (and emptying 1/4 the water from the pool).
4. Carl Densinter, 34 years old, was killed by a fellow worker trying to prove a point. The worker, San Amote Pet, disconnected the internal landing gear settings on a Boeing 747 test plane, the planes gear automatically retracted after take off. But come landing time wouldn't re-engage, the helpless Densinter couldn't do a thing as the plane ran out of fuel,in attempt at an emergency landing the 747 exploded. Densinter was killed instantly.
3. Mary Dridely, Joesph Coles and Haven Gillies were killed as they walked past a New York apartment building. David Smee, 7 old, and his 6 year old sister were left alone in their 27th floor hotel room by their parents as they went to the hotels gaming room. Bored, the kids though it'd be fun to try to squish the "Ant looking things on the foot path below." (people).
They started by throwing fruit, then quickly graduated to chairs, televisions, even draws from the bedroom dresser.
2. Conrad Middleton, 26 years old, was killed by his twin brother Brian after a disagreement over who should take the family home after their parents past away. Conrad had a nasal problem, and had no sense of smell. After the argument Brian stormed out of the house,
then snuck back later, and turned on the 3 gas taps in the house, filling it with gas. Then left out a box cigars, a lighter and a note saying, "Sorry for the spree, have a puff on me, Brian" Conrad promptly lit a cigar, destroying the house, and himself in the process.
1. Gail Queens, 23 years old, was killed by her Zoo keeper Boyfriend Matwew Kellaway after she refused sex. He 'invited her' to the zoo the see the lion feeding, and at feeding time lead her into a room the had a large slide away panel, He explained to her that it was a large glass viewing window to watch the lions devour their prey. he 'ducked out for a quick smoke' and locked her in the room. Suddenly the slide away panel opened to reveal many persons staring at her, she was just about to yell and tell them that they were on the wrong side of the glass when she realised that it was her on the wrong side. Another panel opened and 3 hungry lions were let into the pen. Gail survived for 2 days in hospital before dying of massive internal injuries.
Crazy, and Brutal, But you have to admit, Inventive.
You know I love the macabre, So,
Pay special attention to cases 20, 18, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 and 1.
Its facinating how some people are.
Every year the US FBI, is asked to investigate over 36000 serious crime including Murder/Homicides. Every year the Homicide Investigations Unit puts out its "Top 20 Homicides of the Year"
20. Alex Mijtus, 36 years old, is killed by his wife, armed with a 20" long vibrator. Mrs Mijtus had had enough of her husbands strange sex practices and one night during a prolonged evening of "fun" she snapped, pushing all 20" of the vibrator into Alex's anus until it ruptured several internal organs and caused severe bleeding.
19. Debby Mills-Newbroughton, 99 years old, was killed as she crossed the road. She was to turn 100 the next day, but crossing the road with daughter to go to her own birthday party her wheel chair was hit by the truck delivering her birthday cake.
18. Peter Stone, 42 years old, is murdered by his 8 year old daughter, who he had just sent to her room with no dinner. Young Samantha Stone felt that if she couldn't have dinner no one should, and she promptly inserted 72 rat poison tablets into her fathers coffee as he prepared dinner. The victim took one slip and promptly collapsed. (Samantha Stone was given a suspended sentence as the judge felt she didn't realise what she was doing, until she tried to poison her mother using the same method one month later.
17. David Danil, 17 years old, was killed by his girl friend after he attempted to "have his way with her" his unwelcome advance was met with prompt kick in the chest and then 4 shots from a doubled barrelled shot gun Charla's (the girlfriends') father had given to her an hour before the date started, just in case.
16. Javier Halos, 27 years old, was killed by his landlord for failing to pay his rent for 8 years (yes 8 years). The Landlord, Kirk Weston clubbed the victim to death with a toilet seat after he realised just how long it had been since Mr Halos paid his rent.
15. Mary-Lee Cooper, 11 years old, was killed by her 1 year old sister who climbed on top of her while she was sleeping, suffocating her.
14. Meegan Fri, 44 years old, is killed by 14 state troopers after she wandered onto a live firing, fake town simulation. Seeing the troopers walking slow down the street Meegan Fri has jumped out in front of them and yelled. "Boo!" The troopers, thinking she was a pop up target fired 67 shots between them, over 40 of them hitting their target.
"She justlooked like a very real looking target." One of the troopers stated in his report.
13. Fiona Given, 17 years old, was killed by a "Hit Man" hired by her boyfriend after she broke off their relationship. The "Hit Man" was promised to be paid $500,000 for the task. The "Hit Man" killed the boyfriend after he found out that a 16 year old high school student, who's father was in jail for rape, and mother worked as an ironing lady didn't have access to
$500,000.
12. Louis Zaragoza, 68 years old, was killed as he prepared to drive to work. Lee Zaragoza, had been plotting to kill him for over a year, and had cut the brakes on his car 4 times previously. On this attempt Lee was just about to cut the brakes again when Louis snuck
up behind her, grabbed her and spun her around. As he did, she lost her footing and stubbled into him, stabbing him in the lower ventricle of the heart, killing him instantly.
11. Mummod Foli, 22 years old, was killed by an unknown member of the "Russian Mafia", after he accidentally took away the gangsters drink too soon at the nightclub he worked in. The gangster was so upset he forced the waiter to drink over 27 litres of 'coca cola' (the drink he had taken away) and Mummod drowned.
10. Julia Smeeth, 20 years old, was killed by her brother Micheal because she talked on the phone too long, Michael clubbed his sister to death with a cordless phone, then stabbed her several times with the broken aerial.
9. Helena Simms, Wife to the famous American Nuclear Scientist Harold Simms was killed by her husband after she had an affair with the neighbour. Over a period of 3 months Harold substituted Helena's eye shadow with a Uranium composite that was highly radioactive, until she died of radiation poisoning. Although she suffered many symptoms, including total hair loss, skin welts, blindness, extreme nausea and even had an ear lobe drop off the victim never attended a doctors surgery or hospital for a check up.
8. Military Sargent John Joe Winter killed his "two timing wife" by loading her car with Trintynitrate explosive (similar to C4) the Ford Taurus she was driving was filled with 750 000 kgs of explosive, forminga force twice as powerful as the Oklahoma Bombing. The explosion was witnessed by several persons, Some up to 14 kilometres away. No trace of the car or the victim were ever found. Only a 55 metre deep crater, and 500m of missing road.
7. Patty Winter, 35 years old, was killed by her neighbour in the early hours of a sunday morning. Her neighbour, Falt Hame, for years had a mounted F6 phantom jet engine in his rear yard. He would fire the jet engine, aimed at a empty block at the back of his property. Patty Winter would constantly complain to the local sheriffs officers about the noise and the potential risk of fire. Mr Hame was served with a notice to remove the engine immediately. Not liking this he invited Miss Winter over "for a cup of coffee and a chat"> about the whole situation. What Winter didn't know was that he had changed the position of the engine, as she waked into the yard he activated it, hitting her with a blast of 5000 degrees, killing her instantly, and forever burning her outline into the driveway.
6. Michael Lewis, angry at his gay boyfriend used the movie, "Die Hard, With a Vengeance." as inspiration..... He drugged his boyfriend, Tony Berry, into an almost catatonic state, then dressed him only in a double sided white board that read "Death to all Niggers!" on one side, and "God love the KKK." on the other. Lewis then drove the victim to down town Harlem and dropped him off.
Two minutes later Berry was deceased.
5. Jay Newton was killed after a co worker at Sea World Florida dropped a 20 tonne killer whale on him. The whale had been hoisted out of his tank by a Master Tonne Crane, when the victim swam underneath to inspect the harness his colleague, Brian Hartley released the whale. crushing the victim instantly, (and emptying 1/4 the water from the pool).
4. Carl Densinter, 34 years old, was killed by a fellow worker trying to prove a point. The worker, San Amote Pet, disconnected the internal landing gear settings on a Boeing 747 test plane, the planes gear automatically retracted after take off. But come landing time wouldn't re-engage, the helpless Densinter couldn't do a thing as the plane ran out of fuel,in attempt at an emergency landing the 747 exploded. Densinter was killed instantly.
3. Mary Dridely, Joesph Coles and Haven Gillies were killed as they walked past a New York apartment building. David Smee, 7 old, and his 6 year old sister were left alone in their 27th floor hotel room by their parents as they went to the hotels gaming room. Bored, the kids though it'd be fun to try to squish the "Ant looking things on the foot path below." (people).
They started by throwing fruit, then quickly graduated to chairs, televisions, even draws from the bedroom dresser.
2. Conrad Middleton, 26 years old, was killed by his twin brother Brian after a disagreement over who should take the family home after their parents past away. Conrad had a nasal problem, and had no sense of smell. After the argument Brian stormed out of the house,
then snuck back later, and turned on the 3 gas taps in the house, filling it with gas. Then left out a box cigars, a lighter and a note saying, "Sorry for the spree, have a puff on me, Brian" Conrad promptly lit a cigar, destroying the house, and himself in the process.
1. Gail Queens, 23 years old, was killed by her Zoo keeper Boyfriend Matwew Kellaway after she refused sex. He 'invited her' to the zoo the see the lion feeding, and at feeding time lead her into a room the had a large slide away panel, He explained to her that it was a large glass viewing window to watch the lions devour their prey. he 'ducked out for a quick smoke' and locked her in the room. Suddenly the slide away panel opened to reveal many persons staring at her, she was just about to yell and tell them that they were on the wrong side of the glass when she realised that it was her on the wrong side. Another panel opened and 3 hungry lions were let into the pen. Gail survived for 2 days in hospital before dying of massive internal injuries.
News from the funny pages.
My spacebar is playing up, so I ask that all space related errors in this post are excused.
Two things I have heard in the last 24 hours that have struck me as weird.
Number 1 was the 44 year old homeless man who took shelter from the cold wintery conditions on Sunday night in a dumpster at Norlunga, Only to be crushed to death when on Monday morning the dumpster was emptied into one of the garbage crusher trucks. Not a nice way to die.
The driver is understandably being councilled.
Number 2 came up in our legal studies class today, and I thought I would share.
We are discussing case files about mentally ill patients. Now, these files come from the 1960's and were pretty fucking interesting. This one in particular. The patient was an 18 year old man, who had been in the "hospital"/ Mental institution since he was 16. The reasons that he was considered mentally ill and interred (Straight from the case report) were: Patient has a long history of offences 1) Stealing 2) Robbery and 3)Buggery and indecent assault (Sodomy for those playing at home). From that, it seems fair enough that the man should be off the street. BUT on reading the additional case notes, you discover that his charge of stealing was for stealing a bottle of lemonade, the charge of robbery was from removing a lapel pin from a fellow students blazer, and the Buggery charge came about that when he was imprisoned on his robbery charge, he was condemmed to a cell with a 66 year old man, and was subsequently raped by his cellmate.
So, to summarise, in the 60's for stealing lemonade (or lapel pins) and getting raped by a man, you were considered mentally ill and locked up for 2 years. Then for 2 years after his release he was carefully watched to ensure that his "innapropriate sexual behaviour" didn't repeat.
That just struck me as fucking weird.
My spacebar is playing up, so I ask that all space related errors in this post are excused.
Two things I have heard in the last 24 hours that have struck me as weird.
Number 1 was the 44 year old homeless man who took shelter from the cold wintery conditions on Sunday night in a dumpster at Norlunga, Only to be crushed to death when on Monday morning the dumpster was emptied into one of the garbage crusher trucks. Not a nice way to die.
The driver is understandably being councilled.
Number 2 came up in our legal studies class today, and I thought I would share.
We are discussing case files about mentally ill patients. Now, these files come from the 1960's and were pretty fucking interesting. This one in particular. The patient was an 18 year old man, who had been in the "hospital"/ Mental institution since he was 16. The reasons that he was considered mentally ill and interred (Straight from the case report) were: Patient has a long history of offences 1) Stealing 2) Robbery and 3)Buggery and indecent assault (Sodomy for those playing at home). From that, it seems fair enough that the man should be off the street. BUT on reading the additional case notes, you discover that his charge of stealing was for stealing a bottle of lemonade, the charge of robbery was from removing a lapel pin from a fellow students blazer, and the Buggery charge came about that when he was imprisoned on his robbery charge, he was condemmed to a cell with a 66 year old man, and was subsequently raped by his cellmate.
So, to summarise, in the 60's for stealing lemonade (or lapel pins) and getting raped by a man, you were considered mentally ill and locked up for 2 years. Then for 2 years after his release he was carefully watched to ensure that his "innapropriate sexual behaviour" didn't repeat.
That just struck me as fucking weird.
Sunday, May 23, 2004
'Cause its HI HI HEE in the Field Artillery!
Such a pity Mr Bond
Friday night, in lieu of seeing "Troy" (Which is one letter away from being a campy 80's sci-fi movie)I went and saw "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind" starring Kate Winslett and Jim Carrey. It's a great movie, especially if you enjoy the sound of your brains frying inside your skull as you try to keep up with the plot (Damn you Kaufman!)
It's well worth a look though.
Saturday heralded drunkedness in town. A trip to Mansions to take advantage of their cheap jugs (We had 9 between 5 of us.) We got jypped out of a song on the jukebox and then moved on to Hungries, where we almost got kicked out due to the loud cursing and jeering that we made. A short walk to Pirie street where we infiltrated the Med Ball after party (James Bond style). With Dr No. on the big screen and cheap drinks, it was fun for the whole family. Even if the inside of the place was easily 100 degrees. We danced for the better part of the end of Dr No. and all the way through "Die another day" before hitting the pavement and going home to bed. Good fun that.
Sundays are days for quiet reflection, especially when I have noone to talk to.
Such a pity Mr Bond
Friday night, in lieu of seeing "Troy" (Which is one letter away from being a campy 80's sci-fi movie)I went and saw "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind" starring Kate Winslett and Jim Carrey. It's a great movie, especially if you enjoy the sound of your brains frying inside your skull as you try to keep up with the plot (Damn you Kaufman!)
It's well worth a look though.
Saturday heralded drunkedness in town. A trip to Mansions to take advantage of their cheap jugs (We had 9 between 5 of us.) We got jypped out of a song on the jukebox and then moved on to Hungries, where we almost got kicked out due to the loud cursing and jeering that we made. A short walk to Pirie street where we infiltrated the Med Ball after party (James Bond style). With Dr No. on the big screen and cheap drinks, it was fun for the whole family. Even if the inside of the place was easily 100 degrees. We danced for the better part of the end of Dr No. and all the way through "Die another day" before hitting the pavement and going home to bed. Good fun that.
Sundays are days for quiet reflection, especially when I have noone to talk to.
Friday, May 21, 2004
This is the single saddest and most depressing thing I have come across on the internet in a long long time.
But, for all you single compute geeks out there!
But, for all you single compute geeks out there!
Thursday, May 20, 2004
Love, Real love, is being able to come home at any ungodly hour of the night, pissed and stumbling and find her in bed waiting for you. You can walk in and lie down beside her and just relax and let all the tension of your day melt away. You can roll over, and breathe in the subtle purfume of lemon that hovers around her. The smell that comes from the oil that you gently massage her with sometimes after a long day. So you can lie there in the darkness, smelling her smell and gently tracing the smooth feminine curves of her body. The same body that you have memorised every inch of. Every blemish, every nick, bump and scar, every slight tiny imperfection that all combine to make the one perfect object of your affection. You can lie there for hours, gently running your fingers over her body, down her neck, feeling every tiny sound she makes resonate through your body until the two of you are as one.
Ahhhhh, She's the only girl for me.
Everybody should sleep with their guitar.I love my strat.
Happy 50th Birthday Fender.
Creating quality guitars for 50 years.
Ahhhhh, She's the only girl for me.
Everybody should sleep with their guitar.I love my strat.
Happy 50th Birthday Fender.
Creating quality guitars for 50 years.
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Safety your weapons and place them on the deck.
- C'mon, do it, if you really concentrate, you could finish it an hour or so.
+ Nah, Fuck it, you can sit around for a while longer, it will still get done.
- OK, now I really have to sit down and do this essay or it won't ever get done.
+ But think of how much more focused you would be if you went for a walk first.
- Ok, Paragraph one
+ Did I just hear the phone?
- Maybe I should do some research?
+ Maybe you should do a blog entry.
- Hmmmmm, Introduction
+ Man, could you go a Coke right now? I could go a Coke.
- Right, Ok, Legal studies
+ Look at that guitar, So neglected!
If only everyone was THAT easy to talk out of doing something, Hostage negotiators would be out of jobs. Its a bit like this:
Peter: Man, I feel bad about lying to Lois and drinking tonight
Quagmire: Oh! Don't feel bad.
Peter: Wow. I never thought of it like that!
So, moral of the story 10% of my legal essay is done and it is due tomorrow.
It has taken me all day to write 10%, therefore, if I continue at this rate, I will have it fully completed by NEXT Thursday.
At the loss of 2% of my grade per day overdue, this would amount to 14% of my total grade for the assignment.
Since the assignment is worth 35% of my semester mark, and it was worked out in Legal on Tuesday that I need between 5%-10% to pass the subject, which really means that I can still hand it up next Thursday and pass the subject. As a matter of fact, in theory, I could still hand it up on the 4th of July and pass the subject.
That was if the Uni didn't automatically give you zero after 10 days.
So I probably better do the fucking thing instead of wasting my time.
*SIGH!*
- C'mon, do it, if you really concentrate, you could finish it an hour or so.
+ Nah, Fuck it, you can sit around for a while longer, it will still get done.
- OK, now I really have to sit down and do this essay or it won't ever get done.
+ But think of how much more focused you would be if you went for a walk first.
- Ok, Paragraph one
+ Did I just hear the phone?
- Maybe I should do some research?
+ Maybe you should do a blog entry.
- Hmmmmm, Introduction
+ Man, could you go a Coke right now? I could go a Coke.
- Right, Ok, Legal studies
+ Look at that guitar, So neglected!
If only everyone was THAT easy to talk out of doing something, Hostage negotiators would be out of jobs. Its a bit like this:
Peter: Man, I feel bad about lying to Lois and drinking tonight
Quagmire: Oh! Don't feel bad.
Peter: Wow. I never thought of it like that!
So, moral of the story 10% of my legal essay is done and it is due tomorrow.
It has taken me all day to write 10%, therefore, if I continue at this rate, I will have it fully completed by NEXT Thursday.
At the loss of 2% of my grade per day overdue, this would amount to 14% of my total grade for the assignment.
Since the assignment is worth 35% of my semester mark, and it was worked out in Legal on Tuesday that I need between 5%-10% to pass the subject, which really means that I can still hand it up next Thursday and pass the subject. As a matter of fact, in theory, I could still hand it up on the 4th of July and pass the subject.
That was if the Uni didn't automatically give you zero after 10 days.
So I probably better do the fucking thing instead of wasting my time.
*SIGH!*
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
I think it is entirely possible that my motivation level has dropped so low that I cant even actually move. Especially when someone says "Legal Studies Essay"
"Theres only one way to enjoy more of what you like, Lick it!"
Is it just me, or does the above line (which is taken straight, directly and verbatim from the new Chupa Chups ad campaign) seem a little bit too sexually explicit for everyones liking? (Admit it, when you read the title of this post you went "Oh no, Nick is being dirty again")
Its like the old Yoplait ads, with "You lick it because you like it." We have previously heard that "Sex sells" but this is outrageous! I dont really want to be thinking about yoghurt like that.
Speaking of advertising, remember "Diamonds: She'll pretty much have to"
(Thats from the Family guy, theres a good chance that Marty will be the only one to fully understand it)
That ad was written by a man!
Of course it was written by a man! Its a television advertisment! not a delicious Thanksgiving dinner!
Look at Nick ramble his ass off!
Dinner and Legal studies time!
Is it just me, or does the above line (which is taken straight, directly and verbatim from the new Chupa Chups ad campaign) seem a little bit too sexually explicit for everyones liking? (Admit it, when you read the title of this post you went "Oh no, Nick is being dirty again")
Its like the old Yoplait ads, with "You lick it because you like it." We have previously heard that "Sex sells" but this is outrageous! I dont really want to be thinking about yoghurt like that.
Speaking of advertising, remember "Diamonds: She'll pretty much have to"
(Thats from the Family guy, theres a good chance that Marty will be the only one to fully understand it)
That ad was written by a man!
Of course it was written by a man! Its a television advertisment! not a delicious Thanksgiving dinner!
Look at Nick ramble his ass off!
Dinner and Legal studies time!
Monday, May 17, 2004
Wow, its been a long time without a post. Friday involved golf at Belair, at 8am thanks to Betty's planning. I played a horrible horrible horrible round of golf and then drank at Daw's to get over it.
Saturday involved mostly sleep, followed by dinner with family for the combined celebration of my parents 24th wedding anniversary, my aunt and uncle's 29th wedding anniversary, my cousins 25th birthday and to celebrate him and his girlfriend buying a house together. So all was good. After some beer, my cousin and I stole some doors. (I know, the mind boggles, but it seemed like a good idea at the time)
Sunday brought a 92 point loss to the Power, which is woeful, and a dandy little gathering at randy Andy's to celebrate his 18th. As is the tradition with Mason gatherings, there was much food to be consumed and good company to be had. Old School Mercedes mingled with new school med buddies which made for good fun. Its ok that I made an ass of myself, cause they dont know me. I was very impressed at the skill of one of Mason's med buddies to identify how dry my martini was.
Something for Kates "Genie in a bottle" cover, is one of the best songs I have ever heard. Most funny.
After Mason's I hitched a ride with Mrs. Mason to Sam's, and walked home from there.
Yeah, I guess distance wise its about 15-20ks and it took me about 3hours and 15 minutes to do.
Now I can say that I have done it.
But, people have to realise the Biological reactions of Nick to the phrases "You cant" or "Thats crazy". When I hear said phrases like that, it wakes up a little man in my head, he has devil horns and a teeny weeny little pitchfork. When he wakes up, he whispers in my ear "You gotta prove them wrong now mother fucker!" Then, he throws his pitchfork at another sleeping man to wake him up. This little man is wearing a pink cashmere sweater and a golf cap, and he pulls my brain up to my adrenal glands and goes "Fill her up matey! The oil and water are fine!". Inevitably after that, I wind up doing something stupid. Anyway, the walk was good. I enjoyed it.
So, I've been talking in my sleep, Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Saturday involved mostly sleep, followed by dinner with family for the combined celebration of my parents 24th wedding anniversary, my aunt and uncle's 29th wedding anniversary, my cousins 25th birthday and to celebrate him and his girlfriend buying a house together. So all was good. After some beer, my cousin and I stole some doors. (I know, the mind boggles, but it seemed like a good idea at the time)
Sunday brought a 92 point loss to the Power, which is woeful, and a dandy little gathering at randy Andy's to celebrate his 18th. As is the tradition with Mason gatherings, there was much food to be consumed and good company to be had. Old School Mercedes mingled with new school med buddies which made for good fun. Its ok that I made an ass of myself, cause they dont know me. I was very impressed at the skill of one of Mason's med buddies to identify how dry my martini was.
Something for Kates "Genie in a bottle" cover, is one of the best songs I have ever heard. Most funny.
After Mason's I hitched a ride with Mrs. Mason to Sam's, and walked home from there.
Yeah, I guess distance wise its about 15-20ks and it took me about 3hours and 15 minutes to do.
Now I can say that I have done it.
But, people have to realise the Biological reactions of Nick to the phrases "You cant" or "Thats crazy". When I hear said phrases like that, it wakes up a little man in my head, he has devil horns and a teeny weeny little pitchfork. When he wakes up, he whispers in my ear "You gotta prove them wrong now mother fucker!" Then, he throws his pitchfork at another sleeping man to wake him up. This little man is wearing a pink cashmere sweater and a golf cap, and he pulls my brain up to my adrenal glands and goes "Fill her up matey! The oil and water are fine!". Inevitably after that, I wind up doing something stupid. Anyway, the walk was good. I enjoyed it.
So, I've been talking in my sleep, Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
When der Fuehrer says...
I had Chemistry today. In the sense that I had to drag my ass to university and sit in a lab doing one of the most tedious and boring practical sessions that I have ever had to do. It may or may not have involved me essentially doing a thirty minute prac, then spending the next two and half hours drawing six graphs and doing pages and pages and pages and pages of calculations. But thats what we're all there for.
I think I went crazy during that time, I wandered out of the lab dazed, singing "Der Fuehrers face", and getting odd looks. Thats ok, the Forensic people have thought that I was crazy for a long time. Since I juggled beakers.
This didnt help.
I left my jacket in the lab, I then posted this on the Uni WEBCT Message board.
Missing Jacket:
Me being the goon I am left my Jacket in the lab on Wednesday Arvo. It was probably
left under a desk on the left hand side.
It's Uh, Red, and Fuzzy, (polar fleece), in a size to fit a tall bulky bastard.
If you happend to grab it, I'd love to have it back.
If you intentionally stole it cause you are a creepy obsessed stalker, Well, I'd still like to
have it back, but I'm flattered. (You can have a lock of my hair)
Anyway, Catch me on here with any ransom demands.
So, Moral of the story, Everyone in Chemistry 1A thinks I am full on hardcore walking the dog stir fry crazy.
Those who know me will know that that is true. Although, I think the thing is, now I am primarily operating to entertain myself because life is so painfully boring if I don't.
You be the jury! Am I bored and entertaining myself? Or do I have ADD? Or both?
Also, Who wants to come with me on a roadtrip this coming holidays? Cause if I dont get out of Adelaide for a while soon I WILL go stir fry crazy. And you know what that means!
A wok on my head, chopsticks up my nose and diced vegetables and noodles in my hair.
And thats not pretty.
I had Chemistry today. In the sense that I had to drag my ass to university and sit in a lab doing one of the most tedious and boring practical sessions that I have ever had to do. It may or may not have involved me essentially doing a thirty minute prac, then spending the next two and half hours drawing six graphs and doing pages and pages and pages and pages of calculations. But thats what we're all there for.
I think I went crazy during that time, I wandered out of the lab dazed, singing "Der Fuehrers face", and getting odd looks. Thats ok, the Forensic people have thought that I was crazy for a long time. Since I juggled beakers.
This didnt help.
I left my jacket in the lab, I then posted this on the Uni WEBCT Message board.
Missing Jacket:
Me being the goon I am left my Jacket in the lab on Wednesday Arvo. It was probably
left under a desk on the left hand side.
It's Uh, Red, and Fuzzy, (polar fleece), in a size to fit a tall bulky bastard.
If you happend to grab it, I'd love to have it back.
If you intentionally stole it cause you are a creepy obsessed stalker, Well, I'd still like to
have it back, but I'm flattered. (You can have a lock of my hair)
Anyway, Catch me on here with any ransom demands.
So, Moral of the story, Everyone in Chemistry 1A thinks I am full on hardcore walking the dog stir fry crazy.
Those who know me will know that that is true. Although, I think the thing is, now I am primarily operating to entertain myself because life is so painfully boring if I don't.
You be the jury! Am I bored and entertaining myself? Or do I have ADD? Or both?
Also, Who wants to come with me on a roadtrip this coming holidays? Cause if I dont get out of Adelaide for a while soon I WILL go stir fry crazy. And you know what that means!
A wok on my head, chopsticks up my nose and diced vegetables and noodles in my hair.
And thats not pretty.
I have to agree with Dutchy, you should all click this link.
http://www.kingsofchaos.com/recruit.php?uniqid=bajewe83
And then on the right number that appears.
And I will make sweet sweet love to you all.
http://www.kingsofchaos.com/recruit.php?uniqid=bajewe83
And then on the right number that appears.
And I will make sweet sweet love to you all.
Monday, May 10, 2004
I think, that TV adds that involve the "Beee Beep Bee Beep" or "Be be beeep bee beep bee beep" Message alert tones, or mobile phones ringing should be punishable by death. Purely for irritation purposes.
Number one: Every time that sound is heard. My mum will yell out "Whose phone was that?" and will continue, until one of us explains it was the TV.
Number two: If my phone isn’t on me, or in front of me, I always think "Hey, was that my phone?" and have to consider if I get up and look and look like a twat if it isn’t, or sit on my ass and wonder.
So that’s my weekly rant that isn’t really a rant, it was just something that I had to get off my chest.
How good is music? Because there hasn’t been a Friday Five that isn’t COMPLETE AND UTTER HORSESHIT in ages, AND you missed a top ten the week that Daw was lazy. I'm going to give you Nick’s list of CD's that everyone should have in their collection. Probably my top ten CD's ever. (In no particular order)
TOP TEN CD'S THAT EVERYONE SHOULD OWN
Matchbox 20: Yourself or someone like you.
1996. Matchbox 20's debut release. Who could forget the CD that spawned classics like "Real world", "3am" and "Long day". A great CD where every track is one that should be listened to over and over, to bring back memories of those younger days. Frigging awesome, and well worth a listen.
Best Bit: The fat man in a dress and hat with flaps on the cover. Kody, is also a highlight.
Worst Bit: I don’t know, the CD is pretty hard to fault
Jeff Buckley: Sketches for my sweetheart the drunk:
1998. Produced after his death, Jeff Buckley's unfinished album is one of the most moving things I have ever heard. Theres something about knowing that he died, never having a chance to finish that gives you a greater appreciation of it. Its a quality quality recording.
Best bit: I enjoy "The sky is a landfill" and "Yard of Blonde Girls" But the feeling in songs like "New years prayer" and "I know we could be so happy baby (If we wanted to be) is mind-blowing.
Worst bit: You would probably have to be a Buckley fan to enjoy its full potential.
Something for Kate: Echolalia
2001. Anyone who has this will tell you why it is a must. Typical Something For Kate, and very very relaxing to listen to. First stop for Dempsey style classics such as "Monsters", "Three Dimensions" and the like. I have put this on to fall asleep to many a night. Its relaxing.
Best bit: Tracks 2-8 of this 13 track CD are definitely the glory tracks. Three dimensions, Jerry stand up, Monsters, Old Pictures, You only hide, Feeding the birds and hoping for something in return and 20 years, the high point of an already kick ass CD. Ooh! And the traditional “Art house” Dempsey photography in the booklet.
Worst bit: Some people find Something for Kate depressing to listen to, I don’t, but whatever tickles ya. Also, I don’t think the CD finishes as strongly as it starts. Some of the tracks take a while to grow on you.
Dave Matthews Band: Central Park Concert
2003. Recorded Live from the Bands concert in Central Park in 2003. Ok, not so much a CD as a 3 CD set. Kick ass all the same. So, most of the songs are 10+ minutes in length, BUT how often can you hear a band actually incorporate the sound of thunder into a song? There are solos aplenty, whether they be electric violin, guitar, electric guitar, drum, keyboard, bass, or Sax. A musician’s delight, no matter what you play.
Best Bit: The early extended play rollover from "So much to say" to "Too much" and the MASSIVE length Hendrix cover, "All along the Watchtower" complete with Star spangled banner bass intro.
Worst Bit: Some of the crowd sounds could have been cut, Like the 2 minutes of cheering before “Don’t drink the water”
John Mayer: Room for Squares
2001. So the CD itself has nifty Orange Periodic table art, but it was the first CD that I bought that I could actually sit down and listen to first time and genuinely say that I liked every single song. From there he is only better live in concert. A must for any fledgling guitarist looking for direction.
Best Bit: Its all good! and hence justifies the next...
Worst Bit: Doesn’t really capture Mayer’s full potential, Primarily responsible for the distaste that has spread at his “Soft singer songwriter angel boy” image. Also, Love song for no one is not great album wise.
John Mayer: Any Given Thursday
2003. Recorded Live in Birmingham. So, I might have a bit of a Mayer Bias, but, this and its predecessor “Room For Squares” really capture what Mayer is all about. This CD is full of improv., full of long intros and blazing guitar solos. Like him or not, you have to respect his guitar playing. Definitely a live artist.
Best Bit: 3x5 live, 8 minutes of electric solo in Covered In Rain and the Jazzy 12 minutes of Neon jam. 83’s outro of 80’s classics is also a high point.
Worst Bit: The cuts at the end of “Message in a bottle” due to copyright infringement.
Coldplay: Rush of Blood to the head.
2002, I have always had a soft spot for Coldplay, and this CD doesn’t disappoint. Good to listen to at almost any time, from falling asleep to a piss up with mates. Sing alongs guaranteed.
Best Bit: Has to be the Scientist. My personal favourite. I love that song!
Worst Bit: I don’t know. Probably the free trade propaganda in the booklet.
Powderfinger: Vulture Street.
2003. Love the Powderfinger. I know that it’s a big call, but I think that this CD is better than Internationalist (There, I said it). The great Aussie Barbeque CD. Again, Every song is great, and YOU should own this CD. If you don’t, You will be punished!
Best Bit: Too close to call. The songs are good. And the cover art is pretty fucking groovy.
Worst Bit: If I had to pick a song I didn’t like, it would probably be Don’t Panic, but I still like that song.
Blink 182: Enema of the state.
1999. Just when you thought you had enough Teen angst, this CD brought more. We all rushed out and bought it, and for most part, it was alright. Blink used to be cool back then. You occasionally give it a spin now and then, just to relive old times. This CD is chock full of memories, and it has a hot nurse on the cover. Who could ask for more?
Best Bit: The hot nurse on the cover (And all the Blink classics “Dumpweed”, “What’s my age again?”, “Josie” and “The party song”. The Live In LA tracks are good too.
Worst Bit: When the boys stray from their roots in nonsensical dirty punk to try and be sentimental (Case in point: Adam’s song)
Frenzal Rhomb: Meet the family.
1997. Man, this is a classic “Boys piss up, Beer Soaked sing along to songs with dirty words”. The number of times I have changed the lyrics of “Mum changed the locks” to “Howie has no cock” in a drunken state is remarkable. How can you say no to a CD with a song called “Be still my beating off”?
Best Bit: “The ballad of Tim Webster”: “Very politically incorrect, but very funny” That song rocks. Ditto “Mr Charisma”. We must remember the eternal favourites “You cant move into my house” and “All your friends”
Worst Bit: I don’t know. What is wrong with it? I can’t pick a worst song. The only problem I can see is it promotes rowdy behavior. Is that a crime?
There you have it. Finish that collection boys and girls.
By the way; Dale: When did Port become little girls? I hope they checked their dresses at the door, cause that was an APPALLING performance on Friday.
The sequel to "The Blair Witch Project" is the sequel to the worst movie that has ever been made. Ever. And sequels are not as good as the original.
Number one: Every time that sound is heard. My mum will yell out "Whose phone was that?" and will continue, until one of us explains it was the TV.
Number two: If my phone isn’t on me, or in front of me, I always think "Hey, was that my phone?" and have to consider if I get up and look and look like a twat if it isn’t, or sit on my ass and wonder.
So that’s my weekly rant that isn’t really a rant, it was just something that I had to get off my chest.
How good is music? Because there hasn’t been a Friday Five that isn’t COMPLETE AND UTTER HORSESHIT in ages, AND you missed a top ten the week that Daw was lazy. I'm going to give you Nick’s list of CD's that everyone should have in their collection. Probably my top ten CD's ever. (In no particular order)
TOP TEN CD'S THAT EVERYONE SHOULD OWN
Matchbox 20: Yourself or someone like you.
1996. Matchbox 20's debut release. Who could forget the CD that spawned classics like "Real world", "3am" and "Long day". A great CD where every track is one that should be listened to over and over, to bring back memories of those younger days. Frigging awesome, and well worth a listen.
Best Bit: The fat man in a dress and hat with flaps on the cover. Kody, is also a highlight.
Worst Bit: I don’t know, the CD is pretty hard to fault
Jeff Buckley: Sketches for my sweetheart the drunk:
1998. Produced after his death, Jeff Buckley's unfinished album is one of the most moving things I have ever heard. Theres something about knowing that he died, never having a chance to finish that gives you a greater appreciation of it. Its a quality quality recording.
Best bit: I enjoy "The sky is a landfill" and "Yard of Blonde Girls" But the feeling in songs like "New years prayer" and "I know we could be so happy baby (If we wanted to be) is mind-blowing.
Worst bit: You would probably have to be a Buckley fan to enjoy its full potential.
Something for Kate: Echolalia
2001. Anyone who has this will tell you why it is a must. Typical Something For Kate, and very very relaxing to listen to. First stop for Dempsey style classics such as "Monsters", "Three Dimensions" and the like. I have put this on to fall asleep to many a night. Its relaxing.
Best bit: Tracks 2-8 of this 13 track CD are definitely the glory tracks. Three dimensions, Jerry stand up, Monsters, Old Pictures, You only hide, Feeding the birds and hoping for something in return and 20 years, the high point of an already kick ass CD. Ooh! And the traditional “Art house” Dempsey photography in the booklet.
Worst bit: Some people find Something for Kate depressing to listen to, I don’t, but whatever tickles ya. Also, I don’t think the CD finishes as strongly as it starts. Some of the tracks take a while to grow on you.
Dave Matthews Band: Central Park Concert
2003. Recorded Live from the Bands concert in Central Park in 2003. Ok, not so much a CD as a 3 CD set. Kick ass all the same. So, most of the songs are 10+ minutes in length, BUT how often can you hear a band actually incorporate the sound of thunder into a song? There are solos aplenty, whether they be electric violin, guitar, electric guitar, drum, keyboard, bass, or Sax. A musician’s delight, no matter what you play.
Best Bit: The early extended play rollover from "So much to say" to "Too much" and the MASSIVE length Hendrix cover, "All along the Watchtower" complete with Star spangled banner bass intro.
Worst Bit: Some of the crowd sounds could have been cut, Like the 2 minutes of cheering before “Don’t drink the water”
John Mayer: Room for Squares
2001. So the CD itself has nifty Orange Periodic table art, but it was the first CD that I bought that I could actually sit down and listen to first time and genuinely say that I liked every single song. From there he is only better live in concert. A must for any fledgling guitarist looking for direction.
Best Bit: Its all good! and hence justifies the next...
Worst Bit: Doesn’t really capture Mayer’s full potential, Primarily responsible for the distaste that has spread at his “Soft singer songwriter angel boy” image. Also, Love song for no one is not great album wise.
John Mayer: Any Given Thursday
2003. Recorded Live in Birmingham. So, I might have a bit of a Mayer Bias, but, this and its predecessor “Room For Squares” really capture what Mayer is all about. This CD is full of improv., full of long intros and blazing guitar solos. Like him or not, you have to respect his guitar playing. Definitely a live artist.
Best Bit: 3x5 live, 8 minutes of electric solo in Covered In Rain and the Jazzy 12 minutes of Neon jam. 83’s outro of 80’s classics is also a high point.
Worst Bit: The cuts at the end of “Message in a bottle” due to copyright infringement.
Coldplay: Rush of Blood to the head.
2002, I have always had a soft spot for Coldplay, and this CD doesn’t disappoint. Good to listen to at almost any time, from falling asleep to a piss up with mates. Sing alongs guaranteed.
Best Bit: Has to be the Scientist. My personal favourite. I love that song!
Worst Bit: I don’t know. Probably the free trade propaganda in the booklet.
Powderfinger: Vulture Street.
2003. Love the Powderfinger. I know that it’s a big call, but I think that this CD is better than Internationalist (There, I said it). The great Aussie Barbeque CD. Again, Every song is great, and YOU should own this CD. If you don’t, You will be punished!
Best Bit: Too close to call. The songs are good. And the cover art is pretty fucking groovy.
Worst Bit: If I had to pick a song I didn’t like, it would probably be Don’t Panic, but I still like that song.
Blink 182: Enema of the state.
1999. Just when you thought you had enough Teen angst, this CD brought more. We all rushed out and bought it, and for most part, it was alright. Blink used to be cool back then. You occasionally give it a spin now and then, just to relive old times. This CD is chock full of memories, and it has a hot nurse on the cover. Who could ask for more?
Best Bit: The hot nurse on the cover (And all the Blink classics “Dumpweed”, “What’s my age again?”, “Josie” and “The party song”. The Live In LA tracks are good too.
Worst Bit: When the boys stray from their roots in nonsensical dirty punk to try and be sentimental (Case in point: Adam’s song)
Frenzal Rhomb: Meet the family.
1997. Man, this is a classic “Boys piss up, Beer Soaked sing along to songs with dirty words”. The number of times I have changed the lyrics of “Mum changed the locks” to “Howie has no cock” in a drunken state is remarkable. How can you say no to a CD with a song called “Be still my beating off”?
Best Bit: “The ballad of Tim Webster”: “Very politically incorrect, but very funny” That song rocks. Ditto “Mr Charisma”. We must remember the eternal favourites “You cant move into my house” and “All your friends”
Worst Bit: I don’t know. What is wrong with it? I can’t pick a worst song. The only problem I can see is it promotes rowdy behavior. Is that a crime?
There you have it. Finish that collection boys and girls.
By the way; Dale: When did Port become little girls? I hope they checked their dresses at the door, cause that was an APPALLING performance on Friday.
The sequel to "The Blair Witch Project" is the sequel to the worst movie that has ever been made. Ever. And sequels are not as good as the original.
Saturday, May 08, 2004
The gods decided that whenever I was going to break a string, it would be my G string, just for the hilarity. Wisdom's birthday last night. I would write up a post, but I cant remember what happened. Beer and Absinthe will do that to you.
Happy Mothers Day to all of your mums tomorrow.
Happy Mothers Day to all of your mums tomorrow.
The gods decided that whenever I was going to break a string, it would be my G string, just for the hilarity. Wisdom's birthday last night. I would write up a post, but I cant remember what happened. Beer and Absinthe will do that to you.
The gods decided that whenever I was going to break a string, it would be my G string, just for the hilarity. Wisdom's birthday last night. I would write up a post, but I cant remember what happened. Beer and Absinthe will do that to you.
Friday, May 07, 2004
With a blast from the past, we watched Play School this morning. it was an old school play school episode from back in the day when i was a kid, about dinosaurs. the disturbing thing is that there were 98 double entendres! yes yes 98 of them! what the flying monkey balls! for example, 'here is my handle, here is my spout.' or, 'can you get down on your hands and knees like me kids?' is there any surprise that we turned into the screwed up young men and women that we are today! damn you Benita, damn you to hell!!!
AND NOW...
Top Ten Things a Dumb Guy Would Do if he Inherited 10 Grand.
10. Buy 10000 instant scratchie tickets
9. Buy 500 vowels on the "Wheel of Fortune"
8. Buy something from the $2 shop and tell the salesman to keep the change
7. Four words: one-cent pokies!!!!
6. Write book "How I Inheritted $10000 and Why My ATM Code is 5159"
5. Bet it all on the crows to win this weeks showdown
4. Rent 2 thousand tapes from Video Ezy, then return them all a day late
3. Call the zoo and say, "How much for one a 'them Godzillies?"
2. Find an all night whore house that delivers and rent 20000, 50 cent hookers, and the full set of STD's.
And the number one thing that a dumb guy would do if he inherritted 10 grand is...
1. Invest it
AND NOW...
Top Ten Things a Dumb Guy Would Do if he Inherited 10 Grand.
10. Buy 10000 instant scratchie tickets
9. Buy 500 vowels on the "Wheel of Fortune"
8. Buy something from the $2 shop and tell the salesman to keep the change
7. Four words: one-cent pokies!!!!
6. Write book "How I Inheritted $10000 and Why My ATM Code is 5159"
5. Bet it all on the crows to win this weeks showdown
4. Rent 2 thousand tapes from Video Ezy, then return them all a day late
3. Call the zoo and say, "How much for one a 'them Godzillies?"
2. Find an all night whore house that delivers and rent 20000, 50 cent hookers, and the full set of STD's.
And the number one thing that a dumb guy would do if he inherritted 10 grand is...
1. Invest it
Thursday, May 06, 2004
Howdy, Time for a fun post.
I spent a good three hours reading up on my Forensic Pathlology in the Medical Library. Neato!
Uhm, Im going to the Ed tonight.
That's pretty much what I did today.
I spent a good three hours reading up on my Forensic Pathlology in the Medical Library. Neato!
Uhm, Im going to the Ed tonight.
That's pretty much what I did today.
Monday, May 03, 2004
I got up relatively early this morning. For me that is. As I dont have uni on Mondays, I was fairly lost for something to do. Stood in the kitchen for a little while, before deciding that I wasnt hungry enough for a real breakfast, and grabbing a couple of bananas from the fruit bowl for breakfast. I figured, well, I'm up early, might as well do some uni work, which I did, for about an hour while I watched episodes of M*A*S*H and ate my bananas. Eventually tiring of all the shitty work I was doing. I realised I was hungry again, so I grabbed a handfull of cashews, almonds, pecans and stuff, in that crappy health mix you buy at the supermarket? You know what I mean. Then I sat down and played "Perfect Dark" for a while. Then I drifted between M*A*S*H, Perfect Dark and Uni work for the rest of the day. During that time, all I have had to drink is water and all I have eaten is Jatz. Today is not a hungry day. Unknown to me, my computer was turned on, and angry angry people were trying to message me, and wondering where the fuck I was. (Apologies to Nadine, Julia, Loz, Daw and anyone else I missed) So the angry little windows came as quite a surprise when I walked in here about 10 minutes ago. I dont know what I'm writing about, I'm just writing to pass some time.
This week, Big 18th Birthday wishes go out to our very own Matthew "Wizza" Wisdom and Andy "Farm boy" Mason, (I believe the 4th and the 5th respectively, but if thats wrong, remember that I'm shit with dates) Welcome to the club kids! Celebratory drinks at the Ed on Thursday? I think yes!
(And if you're reading this Mason, Where the fuck have you been? I haven't seen you in ages biatch! Are the rumours of a lady friend true?)
Reading back this post, I realised on a some strange level, I have conformed to the old adage "You are what you eat."
Why?
Today all I have eaten is Bananas, Crackers and Nuts.
This week, Big 18th Birthday wishes go out to our very own Matthew "Wizza" Wisdom and Andy "Farm boy" Mason, (I believe the 4th and the 5th respectively, but if thats wrong, remember that I'm shit with dates) Welcome to the club kids! Celebratory drinks at the Ed on Thursday? I think yes!
(And if you're reading this Mason, Where the fuck have you been? I haven't seen you in ages biatch! Are the rumours of a lady friend true?)
Reading back this post, I realised on a some strange level, I have conformed to the old adage "You are what you eat."
Why?
Today all I have eaten is Bananas, Crackers and Nuts.
Sunday, May 02, 2004
I got up this morning, and we had a fucking blender sitting in our kitchen. Now, I dont know where this blender came from, but I pretty much ignored it. But as the day drags on, I developed an insatiable urge to blend things. It just sat on the counter, calling me, willing me to throw things into it, and blend them.
So once I was done making a thick (But delicious) soup out of the hitchhiker I picked up on my way home, I tried to blend some more things. Just to test. Bone takes a while, but it eventually ends up as a mealy sort of substance, that is really quite tasty with good gravy.
Do I sound tired? I feel tired! I realised this when I dropped of the microphones at Derringers this morning and the guy behind the counter said "It must have been a great gig, you look like shit!"
By the way, the big gig was last night. In Marty's shed (Due to freezing cold and the chance of rain). The setlist went down a bit like this:
Watchtower>
Halloweeen>
Three Dimensions
No such thing
Crash
Kody>
3am
She Says
Passenger
Your Body Is a Wonderland
Encore:
Wonderwall
You only hide
The official list went something like that. Your eyes do not decieve you, that is a three song roll on to open, Watchtower rolled straight into Halloween Howie day style, which strung on to Three Dimensions Dempsey style. The start of No such thing got a little screwed and required a repeat, but came off well in the end. Dale thoroughly enjoyed Crash, but I think he was the only one who knew the words. The Matchbox Medley was fun to play. She says was chilled down a little, and enjoyed by all. And the crowd got involved. Kiela and Lib unveiled a sign they had made that said "Do me Dela" with Dela crossed out, and Daw and Nick put in its place. Passenger was dropped on Friday, but brought back due to mass audience protest. Large sing alongs in Passenger, Wonderwall, No such thing and 3am (which was all well and good, because Daw forgot the words to 3am) Wonderland was Wonderland, and Wonderwall is always a crowd pleaser. We closed with You only Hide as the crowd got drunk and rowdy.
Super.
So once I was done making a thick (But delicious) soup out of the hitchhiker I picked up on my way home, I tried to blend some more things. Just to test. Bone takes a while, but it eventually ends up as a mealy sort of substance, that is really quite tasty with good gravy.
Do I sound tired? I feel tired! I realised this when I dropped of the microphones at Derringers this morning and the guy behind the counter said "It must have been a great gig, you look like shit!"
By the way, the big gig was last night. In Marty's shed (Due to freezing cold and the chance of rain). The setlist went down a bit like this:
Watchtower>
Halloweeen>
Three Dimensions
No such thing
Crash
Kody>
3am
She Says
Passenger
Your Body Is a Wonderland
Encore:
Wonderwall
You only hide
The official list went something like that. Your eyes do not decieve you, that is a three song roll on to open, Watchtower rolled straight into Halloween Howie day style, which strung on to Three Dimensions Dempsey style. The start of No such thing got a little screwed and required a repeat, but came off well in the end. Dale thoroughly enjoyed Crash, but I think he was the only one who knew the words. The Matchbox Medley was fun to play. She says was chilled down a little, and enjoyed by all. And the crowd got involved. Kiela and Lib unveiled a sign they had made that said "Do me Dela" with Dela crossed out, and Daw and Nick put in its place. Passenger was dropped on Friday, but brought back due to mass audience protest. Large sing alongs in Passenger, Wonderwall, No such thing and 3am (which was all well and good, because Daw forgot the words to 3am) Wonderland was Wonderland, and Wonderwall is always a crowd pleaser. We closed with You only Hide as the crowd got drunk and rowdy.
Super.