Archive for May, 2003

positive-aggressive

Saturday, May 31st, 2003

A weekend of university study is ahead of me. Of course, that study will be interrupted by watching/listening to several games of football, most importantly the Richmond vs Sydney game tonight. I should go. I am a paid up member of Richmond but I know I’ll get completely pissed and not get home until 3am Sunday, which will mean I won’t get up until midday on Sunday thus ruining any plans of passing my uni subjects this semester.

buy buy buy sell sell sell

Friday, May 30th, 2003

It’s windy tonight. Not really windy, but gusty. A gust of strong wind kicks up every few seconds.

The strange thing about my neighbourhood is that whenever it’s gusty and I go into my backyard I can hear all sorts of weird stuff at night. Tonight, when the wind blows briefly from the north, I can hear an Italian BBQ (in May!) in full swing. I only know it’s an Italian BBQ because of the swearing. When the wind gusts from the east I can hear the burn-outs at the local seven-eleven which is only 2 or 300 metres away as the crow flies. When it gusts from the west I can hear a boom-boom-boom-boom from bass-heavy music at a party.

Only 4 weeks ago I was on my honeymoon in the middle of Byron Bay and I couldn’t sleep very well at night because it was too quiet (except for my tinnitus). There was absolutely no noise. No cars. No sirens. No parties. No BBQs. No music. No barking dogs. No fighting cats. It was so peaceful I couldn’t sleep. Bugger that! Give me a filthy city any day!

¿Dónde está la cómoda?

Thursday, May 29th, 2003

Vectorama. Have fun.

bouncing souls

Wednesday, May 28th, 2003

The shitfight goes on. But where’s those weapons of mass destruction?

It’s good to see that The Age’s online readers are concerned about current affairs as well. Browse through the top 5 stories of today.

MOST VIEWED ARTICLES
Today from midnight AEST
1. Belinda quits Big Brother, exits house
2. Sophie’s our sexiest: poll
3. Big Brother’s house of blues
4. Police ‘ran million-dollar heroin ring’
5. $42,000 for four nights - but who will pay?

sun, sex and artificial limbs

Tuesday, May 27th, 2003

According to some scientists, SARS may have dropped in on planet Earth from deep space. Nice one. Personally, I reckon Darth Vader was developing chemical weapons onboard his first DeathStar when it was blown up by those damn rebels. The remnants of the DeathStar have only now reached our part of the universe and……oh, sorry…I’ll shuddup now.

The Age had a nice tip in it’s IT section today. An online course (which you can follow without paying) on CSS2. It’s not too bad and seems to clear the air on a few things I had trouble getting my thick head around.

I’m paying $1.01 (for a one dollar bet) that the next Governor-General is a Governoress-General. Any takers?

Sometimes I wish that I had something really worthwhile to say in this blog. Each post is just a small rant, totally unrelated to the last. At other times I’m glad I’ve got nothing earth shattering to say. This particular blogger is trying my patience with a great story. She was arrested and put in jail…but hasn’t got around to telling us why just yet (legal stuff I suppose).

colonel angus

Sunday, May 25th, 2003

It’s been a while since I bought a CD so I splashed out and got a Queens of the Stone Age’s album, Rated R. It’s 3 years old now but hey, I saved $10 by waiting 3 years. I am the original Scrooge McDuck. The first track is very catchy. It’s called Feel Good Hit of the Summer. The lyrics are my favourite part of that particular song…Nicotine, valium, vicadin, marijuana, ecstasy, and alcohol (twaaaang!). Enough to send a teenager’s mum to an institution.

I just went to read the news at the BBC’s website and it has been hacked. It’s now replaced with an add for some dodgy company. Hmmm.

nosepieces for the masses

Thursday, May 22nd, 2003

There seems to be a fair few glum people around at the moment. When I walk to the shops up the street I pass glum old ladies and glum students. At work I am constantly trying to keep glum people happy. Even when I’m driving and I glance around me at the traffic lights, everyone looks glum. Glum, glum, glum. Maybe it’s the shorter days, the fact that winter is baring it’s arse and aiming icy farts our way or maybe it’s the doom ‘n gloom news broadcasts we are listening to lately. Anyone would think that the entire western population is about to be exterminated. If it is, can I please ask the kind terrorists to start with the “Who wants to be a Millionaire” set at Channel Nine in Richmond. Maybe it could be arranged that the cast of “Getaway” could be there at the same time.

Not wanting to overlook the seriousness of the current situation this website is on Beige Alert until I feel safe again.

astrocreep 2003

Tuesday, May 20th, 2003

It’s homebrew time again. Normally I don’t bother making my own beer in winter because the ambient temperature is too low (ie. between 15º and 20º). But now everything has changed. I have bought a cheap fermentation heater that sits in my brewing drum. Yum, yum. Dark ales, thick stouts and loads ‘o lager will be produced this winter. In about 1 months time when a few of the brews are well and truly ready, I won’t need to leave the house to get pissed. Yee haa!

The battle for the trademark “shock and awe” is in the news again. Maybe the Western Bulldogs (an AFL team that is just about bankrupt) can change their name to “West Melbourne Shock and Awe.” Nah. Stupid idea. The pre-game entertainment might be worth going to watch though.

It’s satisfying to see that our government has set a good example for others. BJ Habibie has told the international community to butt out of Indonesia’s affairs. Dewi Fortuna Anwar has effectively called the leaders in Australia and the US hypocrites, saying Indonesia need only look to the war in Iraq to justify its military invasion of Aceh.

come on in

Sunday, May 18th, 2003

The light is fading fast on the last day of the weekend and I’m proud to say that I did absolutely fuck all. The last 72 hours have been very relaxing although I’ve spent most of my time (until 4.30am this morning) staring at this monitor. For educational reasons of course. I have delved into the world of newsgroups once more and found a myriad of information to help me with my Spanish language and linguistics studies.

I’ve also watched loads of AFL and NRL on tele, especially today. I’m all footied out I think. The highlight of course was Richmond’s close win over the Melbourne Demons. There were heaps of Melbourne supporters at the game for a change which begs me to ask - Did the AFL let Volvo drivers in for free?

Graham has begged to differ, as far as opinion of The Matrix Reloaded goes. I’ll wait until it’s $1 a week on video before I see it, as I do with just about every bloody film. And no, I haven’t got a DVD player yet. I don’t want one until I can afford to buy a player that lets me record off the tele just like a VCR.

Hayseed Dixie might be the only cover band I see this decade. They do covers of AC/DC, Kiss and other 70’s and 80’s rock standards. Not your average covers either - hillbilly style covers with banjos and slide guitars. I’ve heard a few of their songs on RRR and 3LO. There is a good story about them on The Age website today.

words in the mind

Friday, May 16th, 2003

Another working week has ended. It was one of those weeks where I didn’t seem to achieve much. The week just whizzed by and now I find myself having a beer and doing the rounds of my favourite blogs while listening to Essendon thrashing Hawthorn on the radio. That’s ruined my weekend. I can’t begin to tell you how much I despise Essendon.

And one of the icons of cricket while I was growing up, Rodney Marsh, is hard at work trying to get the poms to play better cricket. Sorry Rod, you’ll be there for a few decades.

The BBC has a very lame personality quiz on their site. Find out which FA Cup hero you could have been. I’m Gary Lineker by the way. Great!

OK. No more sport.

The CIA has a webpage for kids. Make sure you check out the “Say no to drugs” sections. One of the slogans is “Intelligence is cool…just say no..Get High on Intelligence.” Ahem!

The Matrix Reloaded is a pile of shit according to master Luke. I didn’t really get into The Matrix and rarely sit through a big-budget film without watching the time and thinking about other more constructive things I could have done with the money I spent on the cinema ticket. I’m one of THOSE. Yep, I prefer small cinemas that show foreign films with lots of T&A.

disequilibria

Thursday, May 15th, 2003

I might lose a few of you here. Anyway, Stephen Roach is an economist for a very large multi-national organization and usually always has something interesting to say. Yesterday’s post to the Global Economic Forum was worth reading (don’t click on that link if you think global economic woes and doomsday predictions are boring).

That’s all. I’m tired. Good night.

squid children of cebu

Wednesday, May 14th, 2003

I stayed up later than normal last night to watch the Windies rewrite the record books with their victory. Good stuff. I’d enjoy watching international cricket so much more if games were as close as this one. Fox Sport supplied the TV coverage while the ABC radio supplied the audio. I do this so I don’t have to listen to Jeff Thompson on the tele. One problem…the audio was piped into my ears about 1½ seconds sooner than the vision hit my tired eyes. Deliberate or just a technological reality?