Archive for February, 2006

Feb 17 2006

Use the Force

There’s a guy on my train that looks ALMOST EXACTLY like James Earl Jones.

I so desperately want to ask him to say “Luke, I am your Father” and see if he also sounds like him…

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Feb 16 2006

For my absent lover

O, my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve’s like a melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will love thess till, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run:

Taken from “A Red, red, Rose” by Robert Burns

I hate when you work nights baby… come home soon…
xox

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Feb 12 2006

Define yourself

With thanks to Arwon for drawing my attention to this:

deckchair guru –
[noun]:

“A beat poet working the streets”

‘How will you be defined in the dictionary?’ at QuizGalaxy.com

 
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Feb 12 2006

Walking down the Yellow Brick Road

Published by the deckchair guru under Tech

In the past two weeks:

  • 19 unique visitors have found this site through a search for “Karl Pilkington Tshirt”.
  • 6 unique visitors have found this site through a search for “VCE School Results”, and
  • 1 visitor has found this site through “Ricky Gervais Dead”

Interesting…

How did YOU find the site?

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Feb 05 2006

What is it with loud doof-doof?!

I’ve just spent the past fifteen minutes desperately trying to ignore the “thump, thump, thump” of loud music coming from the next door neighbours. I should explain that we live in a townhouse/unit type of dwelling, with a common wall dividing us from the one next door. It’s not really an issue, except when the neighbour decides that 3pm on a Sunday afternoon is a good time for a private Rave in the lounge room.

Last night I was watching TV in the front room, and in the space of twenty minutes, THREE cars drove past, each outdoing the last in the “I’m a Mobile DJ and I’m Cool” stakes.

I’ve never understood doof-doof/techno music at all, but that’s not the issue. People have different tastes and that’s fine. What I don’t understand and find totally stupid is the fact that all techno must be played super loud, with Foundation-Shaking Bass™ as the minimum volume level. It’s everywhere – in cars, houses, even coming from individuals and their iPods. It never seems to be loud enough or often enough for some people.

Other genres of music aren’t generally listened to at such a volume, why should this one? Imagine a bunch of bootscooters driving around in a beefed up Landcruiser, with Garth Brooks cranked up to 150db! Can you picture a Tarago full of kindergarten tots listening to “Dorothy the Dinosaur” so loud, that at traffic lights the car was actually rising and falling in rhythm with the skivvied-ones lamenting?

I don’t understand why people need to be so inconsiderate of others and pump up their Phat Beats to such a level that the entire region knows what song’s being played. It is just plain rudeness in my opinion – a complete disregard for those around you.

It’s also a lack of foresight and respect for your own body. The volume must surely be doing damage to these people’s eardrums. Boxers develop Parkinson’s disease from so many blows to the head, so a thousand decibels every half a second can’t be doing too much good. Seriously, in about ten years there’s going to be an epidemic of thirty year old blokes who need hearing aids, and they’ll have only themselves to blame.

And when that time comes, I for one will be offering them no sympathy at all.

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