Friday, 30 September 2005
old boy
The movie Old Boy is very worth seeing - rent it, buy it, steal it.
See the promotion clip here
The director, Park Chan-wook says “With the advent of the DVD and other digital supports, the possibility of watching a film more than once exists. And I made this film with the intention that people would watch it again and discover new elements each time.”
Godammit
It's happened again. My head is throbbing and my gut is confused. And on the tram to work those pricks were crowding around me again. When I got to work people crowded me more waiting for a lift. Some woman just stepped in front of me into my personal space and just... stood there. Then I had to get into the lift. With other people. I never realised quite what an ugly bunch of people corporate workers are... And they didn't get out of my way and they all kept stopping the lift and getting off...
And now I can't bear to look at the computer screen. I know what I can do, where there is a quiet dark space nearby...
Thursday, 29 September 2005
Wednesday, 28 September 2005
bucks party?
Sunday, 25 September 2005
Friday, 23 September 2005
This isn't an erection year!
- Listen to the song John Howard Is A Cunt
- And click here for a riveting extract from the Latham diaries.
Bad New Hughes
Thursday, 15 September 2005
Wednesday, 14 September 2005
If it's too loud
I was on the tram this morning being squashed like a sardine and all around me were chumps with large stupid looking Sony headphones playing the high notes for me and the rest of the treadmill commuters in an annoying tsch tsch tsch beat.
All I could think was I wish someone would invent a device that you could hold near, point at people’s headphones and drill some annoying feedback noise or a high pitches squeal into their heads. That’ll learn them damn punks playing their music too loud in public.
And then I thought… uh oh.
Friday, 9 September 2005
Thursday, 8 September 2005
Wednesday, 7 September 2005
Tuesday, 6 September 2005
Trends in Weddings
You've just had the wedding ceremony. You've posed for the obligatory photos outside on the steps. You then revive the old fashioned custom of releasing doves for luck, viewed by all your relatives and friends. You and your loving partner stand close to each other, each with a white dove clasped in your hands. On the command of the photographer you send them soaring into the sky...
Scott Baio Gave Me Pink Eye
Welcome to Wrongtown. Population – one.
Picture this. You’ve been drinking tequila and beer all night (hmm, on a school night too – tsk tsk). You get back to the place you’re staying, and your (very nice and accommodating) friend offers you more tequila (read as, forces you to try the tequila she bought in Mexico City). You pass out.
You wake up in the morning, early, and vomit so hard (and so freakin’ loud – goddamn it, you near wake up the whole neighbourhood), that you manage to burst blood vessels in both eyes.
Well done, Mr Brown. We salute you.
(oh yeah, and so pink eye is really conjunctivitis – but hey, it still sounds kinda funny)