Posts Tagged ‘Australia’
I’m not even going to bother with the obligatory apologies and excuses for not having written earlier. I still enjoy writing but my lifestyle has changed somewhat and does not allow me to keep this up. I’ll still keep it there and will write when I can but I’m not going to go so far as to make any promises for future output levels. I have a 3 month sabbatical at the moment so am writing from my Sister’s balcony in Sydney and so far have the impetus to write, though that may dwindle. The 30 songs in 30 days? Dead! Over! Forget it. Move along, there is nothing to see here.
Tags: Australia, earwax, Glory Days, headphones, Johnny Cab, The Avett Brothers
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Ok so I actually wrote this a few months ago but haven’t gotten around to posting it. Deal with it. So after a few less than comfortable flights i finally lucked out. Seated in 75E which probably doesn’t sound that good…except it’s actually the very last row in a 747, the center part…and there’s no one in 75G, F or D. That’s right folks…this little black duck has 4 seats to himself at the back of the plane. So at the moment i have what is left over of my beef ragout on the table to my left…my laptop on the table in front of me and a glass of red and my ipod on the table to my right…and the 4th table rested.
Tags: Australia, brunch, Chris Cornell, Flying, Germans, Jolene, Perth, Richie Valens, Rooney, scarves, shrek, Soundgarden, ukelele, whales, White Stripes
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H&M is not the place for sprint cyclists and hockey players. Seriously, even with my gut i can wear a slim-fit business shirt and the cut is good…but slim-fit trousers? I have to go up to twice my waist size before i can get my legs in without looking like the frontman of a britpop article band…
It feels like ages since i’ve written anything so i might be a little rusty. Sort of like Basketball at the moment. I’d love to see the German’s i play with, play a game with a full referee – it would be hilarious. It’s not a foul if you lose the ball people…these are called steals and turnovers. I’ve also read an incredible piece of tedium from Squires which may have dulled my creative abilities in telling a tale so apologies up front…it’s all on your shoulders mate.
Tags: accents, Amos Roberts, article bands, Australia, banter, Basketball, Boychild, britpop, c-bomb, children, Christmas, Deftones, Flying, Football, Germans, H&M, Italy, London, Manchester City, Manchester United, My Own Summer, Nandos, Old Trafford, Phong, recovery, Redhill, Ryanair, Sam Platt's, slim-fit, Squires, The Brocket, Tom Cruise, Vacuous husk, Wigan, York
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Merry Christmas all!
I had to slightly edit this one because of some comments leading up to the US election, for no other reason than they didn’t make sense now in the timeline. Oh, and i was in Australia when i wrote this one so just pretend im on holidays there and not in the UK.
OK so speaking as an Australian in Australia…albeit for a short bit of time, here are some observations / words of advice…
Tags: Americans, Australia, Be Quiet and Drive, Concerts, Cunts, Deftones, fashion, fluro, Miranda, mullets, recovery
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It’s another long one. Sorry, but it is a little treat for y’all. This is the blogging equivalent to a time capsule. Every computer i work on – work, home, laptop, etc. has text files scattered about, normally called something ingenious like blog.txt with one-liners and point-form arguments or stuff i want to write about. The idea being that occasionally i open it up and flesh some of them out into a post. Sometimes i can’t be arsed or don’t think they need further explanation which usually provides the shorter snippets at the beginnings of my posts.
Tags: 2.0, Australia, Benj, blogs, Bon Jovi, Clint Eastwood, creature of habit, Cyclone Tracy, emoticons, Frankfurt, German, Jägermeister, Jamie Cullum, karaoke, Kat, keyboards, laundry, Manchester United, midnight buffet, no offence, pizza, playstation, pool, praktikum, Robert Plant, schlecker wine, spaghetti, spider solitaire, Squires, the irish, time capsule, Topical Storms, Triumph the dog, Walt Disney Corporation
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A decent nights rest and very little to drink the previous night meant we were feeling fine. We set off to enjoy Prague during the daytime. not phased by the seemingly ineffectiveness of the ‘Slavic plan’ it was decided that if we were to run into any nefarious creatures on the trams or in the streets silk would address me in Serbian – though sadly not on the Serbian finger phone – and i would respond with ‘Da’. What could possibly go wrong?
Tags: air-guitar, Americans, Amsterdam, Australia, awesomeness, Azteca, Backstage, Beer, Boban, Brad Pitt, casino, Chelski, Colt 45, cypress hill, Czech, Dan Peters, Dresden, El Pacifico, Flip, food, Frankfurt, French Canadian, German, Greenday fans, Guy Maddison, inglorious basterds, Irish Pub, Japanese Commercial, Jaywalking, Johnny Marr, KFC, Lord of The Rings, Maastricht, Manchester United, Mark Arm, Masturbation, Meat Loaf, Mexican Food, Modest Mouse, Mudhoney, Nirvana, Portuguese, Ryan Giggs, Seattle, serbian, serbian finger phone, Silk, song-interrupting, Spanish, Squires, Steve Turner, Swedish, tennis, TGIF's, Tourists, Tower Bridge, webcam
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I am eternally surprised when i encounter someone who walks slower than i do. I don’t even know if what i do is considered walking. I sort of amble. Michael Jordan can walk faster than me by jumping and letting the earth rotate beneath him. If i was in Zeppelin the chorus would have been “It’s time to amble on, sing my song” I should have stuck with my songwriting…my lyrics are awesome.
“and i got more rhymes than the beasties got songs about having more rhymes than other people, places and things”
Tags: ambling, Annoyances, Ashes, Australia, beastie boys, Cricket, Cunts, England, Friends, Germans, Michael Jordan, Old Age, oompah loompahs, Pussycat Sluts, Sir Alex Ferguson, sunbeds, Trains
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Never one to take more than i give, here is a little bit of education for y’all. Wikipedia is a bit like a pick-a-path novel sometimes. Reading an article on Australian sports fans being limited to 24 cans of beer for the annual Bathurst 1000 race and the associated uproar, some young upstart for the BBC has tried to claim that the title given to Aussies as big drinkers may be erroneous. Typical really – whinging frigging poms trying to take some other title off us. Let me just reassure you, we will confidently drink you under the table. The Germans…will drink you under the table. The Irish…will drink you under the table…then wake you up to do shots.
Tags: Alyssa Milano, Australia, bathurst 1000, bbc, Beer, Bob Hawke, Charmed, Dannii Minogue, Drinking, Germans, Home and Away, Irish, John Howard, John McEwen, Julian McMahon, kevin bacon, Nip / Tuck, Pick-a-path, Politics, Prime Minister, whinging poms, wikipedia, William McMahon
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I wish that my runny nose would either feck right off, or would turn into a full-blown cold. I seem to be resigned to some sort of sniffly purgatory and i’m not that big a fan it must be said.
I should take this opportunity to mention that a lot of the things i write on here have been previously road tested on the unsuspecting individuals i hang out with. It’s probably a good thing they don’t read my blog cause then they would realise i am just going for extra mileage of something that has already gotten a laugh.
Tags: 80's, Australia, dust, fashion, fires, floods, girls, leggings, locusts, megan fox, milla jovovich, olivia newton john, pant-line thumb, peter pan boots, purgatory, sick, the bible
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