Well, that's torn it; Now I'm on Twitter as well. @PerthBotak....
Just one more form of blogging that I can completely ignore/fail to update with any regularity.
Speaking of Fail, WTF is this shit? Congratulations Yumi Stynes, you've just slid from irrelevant tier to douche tier. Pretty sure those are both already below shit tier, so you're in real trouble.
Looking forward to seeing what happens with GE13 in Malaysia. Looks like BN and the UMNOputeras are getting a bit nervous, but I'm still not sure that PR is going to sweep all before it. It'll need to do a lot of work in the East to actually get anywhere, and if we can be realistic for a second, the MEC generally takes it's approach to running open and honest elections from this guy. With Malaysian Insider being pretty much the only well known media organisation which isn't controlled by BN, I reckon PR will be lucky to win 100 seats when all is said and done.
Guess we'll find out soon enough. Me, I'm waiting for the KL property market to do it's thing, so I can do mine and pick at the carcass...
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Monday, July 25, 2011
So... Amy Winehouse overdosed huh?
"Tried to make me go to rehab, but I said -" *Gurgle, Cough, Dies.*
Friday, July 22, 2011
Connectivity
Am I the only one who's getting shat off with the idea of every single application post Web 2.0 being all about connectivity?
What happened to the good old days, when "connecting with someone" meant a mutually consenting, responsible but thoroughly enjoyable exchange of genital fluids?
I don't fucking want my LinkedIn profile to be linked with my Facebook! People get into all sorts of drama precisely because they don't recognise Costanza's Law of Mixing Worlds...
Now don't get me wrong... Seinfeld was a singularly unfunny show, and it's my genuine and wholehearted belief that the cast had the collective talent of a guinea pig on crystal meth. But when then Writers conjured up this particular joke, they were on to something. It wasn't humour, but it was something
Never in my entire existence has any experiment which involved mixing "circles" in my life ended well, or as well as I'd hoped. Indeed, things always ran much much more smoothly when they were deliberately kept seperate. Not so much because of the concept of wearing different "faces" in different "circles", but because the people in each circle were connected to me for very different reasons. It's far less about me than it is about them.
To just assume that those close to you from one area of your life will mix perfectly with those from another area is a bit like Zionists claiming the territory which encompasses the current nation of Israel purely or primarily because "God gave it to us" (he also took it away IIRC) - By all means try it... but unsubstantiated arrogance, like the Australian Tax Office, is likely to come around and fuck you in the ass sooner or later and when it does don't be surprised if it doesn't a) wear a condom, b) use lube, or c) so much as buy you dinner first or comment on the nice purfume you went to the trouble of wearing (or buy you that thing you like).
So why, oh why, must everything be connected to everything else?
Google with Blogspot; News websites with Twitter; Facebook with everything... Say it ain't So, Steam!!! (I wonder if Mark Zuckerburg realises his child is the new media equivalent of an Essex Slapper?)
And we're not just talking about ideology... because, like most intelligent people, I like to have varying login details (Usernames, Passwords etc) from site to site I now get punished with login difficulties due to the shared nature of sites running contrary to stored browser cookies which used to be ok when sites didn't share authentication.
At this rate, bring on the Ron D Moore-sque AI revolt.
Here's something I'd like to "Share" with Zuckerburg, Page, Dorsey et al; I've got your connectivity Right Here....
What happened to the good old days, when "connecting with someone" meant a mutually consenting, responsible but thoroughly enjoyable exchange of genital fluids?
I don't fucking want my LinkedIn profile to be linked with my Facebook! People get into all sorts of drama precisely because they don't recognise Costanza's Law of Mixing Worlds...
Now don't get me wrong... Seinfeld was a singularly unfunny show, and it's my genuine and wholehearted belief that the cast had the collective talent of a guinea pig on crystal meth. But when then Writers conjured up this particular joke, they were on to something. It wasn't humour, but it was something
Never in my entire existence has any experiment which involved mixing "circles" in my life ended well, or as well as I'd hoped. Indeed, things always ran much much more smoothly when they were deliberately kept seperate. Not so much because of the concept of wearing different "faces" in different "circles", but because the people in each circle were connected to me for very different reasons. It's far less about me than it is about them.
To just assume that those close to you from one area of your life will mix perfectly with those from another area is a bit like Zionists claiming the territory which encompasses the current nation of Israel purely or primarily because "God gave it to us" (he also took it away IIRC) - By all means try it... but unsubstantiated arrogance, like the Australian Tax Office, is likely to come around and fuck you in the ass sooner or later and when it does don't be surprised if it doesn't a) wear a condom, b) use lube, or c) so much as buy you dinner first or comment on the nice purfume you went to the trouble of wearing (or buy you that thing you like).
So why, oh why, must everything be connected to everything else?
Google with Blogspot; News websites with Twitter; Facebook with everything... Say it ain't So, Steam!!! (I wonder if Mark Zuckerburg realises his child is the new media equivalent of an Essex Slapper?)
And we're not just talking about ideology... because, like most intelligent people, I like to have varying login details (Usernames, Passwords etc) from site to site I now get punished with login difficulties due to the shared nature of sites running contrary to stored browser cookies which used to be ok when sites didn't share authentication.
At this rate, bring on the Ron D Moore-sque AI revolt.
Here's something I'd like to "Share" with Zuckerburg, Page, Dorsey et al; I've got your connectivity Right Here....
Universal Dickhead Theory
It's been theorized that great minds think alike.
So, surely, the same must refer to dickheads (Best Wikipedia edit ever, just BTW)?
It was a nagging inkling at first, some kind of Spidersense-type itch on my frontal lobes that I just couldn't account for... but I had noticed that every single moron on the road (and in Perth, I assure you, there's a few), had a GPS stuck firmly in the centre of their windscreen. The nagging inkling graduated to a persistent concern when I was in Malaysia in March, driving my wife and parents back to Klang from a trip out to the Cameron Highlands...
Over a period of 4 hours, I'd realised that every single Malaysian who otherwise appeared to be missing a chromosome also appeared to be driving a Proton of one type or another.
And that's when it struck me...
"Just because you have/drive/use/think/like X does not make you a Dickhead. However, every Dickhead I've ever met has/drives/uses/thinks/likes X".
It's a wonderfully universal theorum, and you can use it in a wide variety of conversations and contexts - everything from GPS, Malaysian Drivers and anime to politicians, Lord Monckton or The West Coast Eagles.
Speaking of which, I am genuinely pleased to actually see the Eagles doing better this year, and although Freo's had a couple of decent wins of late (Sorry Sydney fans, as much as I usually like you... See that at 4:24? That's a throw, kids. Accept some reality or alternatively, Eat a Dick) I actually think the Eagles will win this one pretty convincingly.
Also, Dat Ass.
In other football news, I'm afraid my Dream Team has also been munching on penor - mainly thanks to the Sub Rule. It's pissed enough of my mates off that our long-standing DT League will likely be given the Sodom and Gamorrah treatment next year.
More Generally, if you get a chance and you can afford it, go Here. You'll probably have to sell 57% of your mother's organs on the Chinese black market to afford it, but it's worth every penny... You'll note the two 'Poor' reviews. I would suggest to you that the first French poster is a greenie nutbag, and the second is a crack-addled whinger who needs a blow job really quite badly. Seriously, the place will probably be underwater in the next decade or two, so if you get the chance, don't pass it up.
So, surely, the same must refer to dickheads (Best Wikipedia edit ever, just BTW)?
It was a nagging inkling at first, some kind of Spidersense-type itch on my frontal lobes that I just couldn't account for... but I had noticed that every single moron on the road (and in Perth, I assure you, there's a few), had a GPS stuck firmly in the centre of their windscreen. The nagging inkling graduated to a persistent concern when I was in Malaysia in March, driving my wife and parents back to Klang from a trip out to the Cameron Highlands...
Over a period of 4 hours, I'd realised that every single Malaysian who otherwise appeared to be missing a chromosome also appeared to be driving a Proton of one type or another.
And that's when it struck me...
"Just because you have/drive/use/think/like X does not make you a Dickhead. However, every Dickhead I've ever met has/drives/uses/thinks/likes X".
It's a wonderfully universal theorum, and you can use it in a wide variety of conversations and contexts - everything from GPS, Malaysian Drivers and anime to politicians, Lord Monckton or The West Coast Eagles.
Speaking of which, I am genuinely pleased to actually see the Eagles doing better this year, and although Freo's had a couple of decent wins of late (Sorry Sydney fans, as much as I usually like you... See that at 4:24? That's a throw, kids. Accept some reality or alternatively, Eat a Dick) I actually think the Eagles will win this one pretty convincingly.
Also, Dat Ass.
In other football news, I'm afraid my Dream Team has also been munching on penor - mainly thanks to the Sub Rule. It's pissed enough of my mates off that our long-standing DT League will likely be given the Sodom and Gamorrah treatment next year.
More Generally, if you get a chance and you can afford it, go Here. You'll probably have to sell 57% of your mother's organs on the Chinese black market to afford it, but it's worth every penny... You'll note the two 'Poor' reviews. I would suggest to you that the first French poster is a greenie nutbag, and the second is a crack-addled whinger who needs a blow job really quite badly. Seriously, the place will probably be underwater in the next decade or two, so if you get the chance, don't pass it up.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The Pilbara does funny things to a person
So... for anyone who ever wondered how someone unaccustomed to working in a "mining site" environment manages it (or doesn't)... I present two examples of what, exactly, the Pilbara can do to someone....
Interwebs, meet Adam.
Yes, yes, he is indeed a mad cunt. But in the nicest way possible, I assure you. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if his Chatte de Folie was either the result of his one trip up to Kandama (.... ok, two) or if his tongue wasn't firmly in cheek.
Astra on the other hand, seems to have been affected by the lifestyle up north in a much deeper, more profound, and decidedly more extensive way. Way to fly the flag for classy chicks everywhere.....
Kinda makes you wonder if the 'St Kilda girl' has been spending any time near Karratha recently, considering how whacked out some of her antics have been... Now, without in the slightest way condoning the conduct of any Saint Kilda player who may be involved either directly or indirectly with some of the shenanigans that have been going on over there of late (Hell, I've spent a not inconsiderable amount of time in a boy's club of my own but none of us ever pranced around naked let alone took happy snaps of each other prancing around naked) but I must say that since this "laaaaazer" - erm, I mean "news story", first broke in late 2010, my initially scathing opinion of this young girl has mellowed somewhat.
Yes, she's lied as it now turns out... probably about a number of things, given her story was riddled with inconsistencies right from the start, but I now find myself feeling just as sorry for her as I do for some of the St Kilda players who've never met her, but are still copping it regardless. Not because she's been victimised by the AFL, or St Kilda FC, but because she quite clearly has issues, and no not the kind of issues that Barney Stinson finds irresistable. No, it's pretty clear from her complete inability to admit any wrongdoing, take any responsibility or even acknowledge that she may have committed a youthful folly without blaming the world at large and maintaining victim status in the very next breath. Sociopath much?
The real tragic thing here is that most of her family have pretty much reached the limit of their patience and are washing their hands of her... Whilst I'm sure the lack of support she has available is self-inflicted (apparently she's refused help from the AFL that was repeatedly offered), that doesn't change the fact that the poor lass needs help of some kind nonetheless...
Speaking of people needing Help? People who are this ballsy deserve some. They've been through massive and probably largely untold piles of shit, and yet the place hasn't fucking imploded. If you've got the spare cash, think about throwing some their way ey?
Interwebs, meet Adam.
Yes, yes, he is indeed a mad cunt. But in the nicest way possible, I assure you. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if his Chatte de Folie was either the result of his one trip up to Kandama (.... ok, two) or if his tongue wasn't firmly in cheek.
Astra on the other hand, seems to have been affected by the lifestyle up north in a much deeper, more profound, and decidedly more extensive way. Way to fly the flag for classy chicks everywhere.....
Kinda makes you wonder if the 'St Kilda girl' has been spending any time near Karratha recently, considering how whacked out some of her antics have been... Now, without in the slightest way condoning the conduct of any Saint Kilda player who may be involved either directly or indirectly with some of the shenanigans that have been going on over there of late (Hell, I've spent a not inconsiderable amount of time in a boy's club of my own but none of us ever pranced around naked let alone took happy snaps of each other prancing around naked) but I must say that since this "laaaaazer" - erm, I mean "news story", first broke in late 2010, my initially scathing opinion of this young girl has mellowed somewhat.
Yes, she's lied as it now turns out... probably about a number of things, given her story was riddled with inconsistencies right from the start, but I now find myself feeling just as sorry for her as I do for some of the St Kilda players who've never met her, but are still copping it regardless. Not because she's been victimised by the AFL, or St Kilda FC, but because she quite clearly has issues, and no not the kind of issues that Barney Stinson finds irresistable. No, it's pretty clear from her complete inability to admit any wrongdoing, take any responsibility or even acknowledge that she may have committed a youthful folly without blaming the world at large and maintaining victim status in the very next breath. Sociopath much?
The real tragic thing here is that most of her family have pretty much reached the limit of their patience and are washing their hands of her... Whilst I'm sure the lack of support she has available is self-inflicted (apparently she's refused help from the AFL that was repeatedly offered), that doesn't change the fact that the poor lass needs help of some kind nonetheless...
Speaking of people needing Help? People who are this ballsy deserve some. They've been through massive and probably largely untold piles of shit, and yet the place hasn't fucking imploded. If you've got the spare cash, think about throwing some their way ey?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
10 Internets
Yeah ok, so it's been a while.
You should be thankful that there's one less source of filth perverting and corrupting an already filthy internets.
Speaking of filth (in a good way), here's a list of people I think should get 10 Internets -
1. Nat Tran, for making Sydney slightly cooler than it actually is.
2. Michael Kania, of Philadelphia USA, for asking the tough questions.
3. The Dukes of Holland, for obvious reasons.
4. Roger Chan, the Bus Uncle.
5. Anyone who thinks Moot is a Fag.
6. Sid Meier. Looking forward to Civ 5 like you wouldn't believe.
7. Jamie Bamber. How can one man be so full of win? The only way he could get cooler is if Apollo travelled forward in time, met up with Archie Kennedy and simultaneously fed the Cylons and the French Navy manwiches. My mancrush poureth over, that guy is so awesome his existence is a threat to the security of NATO.
You should be thankful that there's one less source of filth perverting and corrupting an already filthy internets.
Speaking of filth (in a good way), here's a list of people I think should get 10 Internets -
1. Nat Tran, for making Sydney slightly cooler than it actually is.
2. Michael Kania, of Philadelphia USA, for asking the tough questions.
3. The Dukes of Holland, for obvious reasons.
4. Roger Chan, the Bus Uncle.
5. Anyone who thinks Moot is a Fag.
6. Sid Meier. Looking forward to Civ 5 like you wouldn't believe.
7. Jamie Bamber. How can one man be so full of win? The only way he could get cooler is if Apollo travelled forward in time, met up with Archie Kennedy and simultaneously fed the Cylons and the French Navy manwiches. My mancrush poureth over, that guy is so awesome his existence is a threat to the security of NATO.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Bored on a Sunday...
... Actually, bored is the wrong word.
"Bored" implies a state of inherent dissatisfaction, when in fact I'd like nothing more than for the weekend to literally drag on until the Heat Death of the Universe(TM).
Which would be good, because then the start of next week could tie in nicely in terms of timing for when HBO finally get off their ass and release "The Pacific". Why, when a movie, book or game is produced and otherwise ready to go, do people insist on holding off on releasing it until the maximum of wailing, teeth-gnashing and general angst is at it's maximum?
Why? Because they're cunts.
Not like the lovely people at this place. The fiance and I had our Engagement party last weekend at the Cott, and it was smashin! Good food platters, and the tab actually lasted - woot!! Anyway, if anyone I know actually reads this and was there - thanks for comin! We also scored some great gifts which weren't in any way expected, but will be very much appreciated nonetheless...
The rest of the week we basically entertained the fiance's family who'd come over from the land of eternal faggotry and it was nice to have them, but now that they're gone home it is nice to have things kinda return to a more normal pace - typically meaning doing six eighths of fuck all on weeknights after work other than playing Civ4 while the missus watches the 1,394,576th episode of 'Off Pedder'.
This week was a bit wierd for more than just the in-laws being around... what's with Paul Murray being on ABC Radio? I mean, there's no denying the guy's an experienced radio presenter, but I'd like to think I'm a little bit elevated in the evolutionary chain above the intellectual level of your typical 6PR listener - so not only does it a feel a bit wrong being part of his audience, but I'm beginning to see why he's been employed on such a lengthy basis at 6PR and at The West Australian newspaper.
The thing I liked most about Geoff Hutchinson, who usually does ABC Mornings is that basically, unlike most of the presenters on commercial FM Radio (Would put in a link here, but there's far too many Darwin Award contenders to just choose one), he's not a twat. He's actually just a pleasant sounding, moderately viewed, quietly spoken individual, who presents things that are important enough for other people to sound off on... more importantly, he allows whatever is playing out to tell it's own story via the people he's interviewing or the callers calling in.
Murray on the other hand, tries to play up the sensationalist angle with every fourth or fifth question, trying to rile his audience up as if he feels they're not getting their fix of tabloid crap from the other WA media outlets he's worked for. Having said that, this particular piece of "news" got my attention earlier today.
Post-Kapooka "initiation"? WTF? I'm based at the same location mentioned in this story ("a WA barracks"), and have been since 2001. I don't know of any post basic training hazing that goes on at any of the units, either isolated or institutionalised. If anything, blokes coming back from Kapooka are generally met with a knowing grin, reassuringly advised that they don't need to stand fast for NCOs entering a room, and that "it's over and they can calm down and relax". I've never witnessed or even heard of any kind of hazing... the kind of harsh discipline applied which may result in complaints from the more limp wristed civilian who can't handle the psychological transition to soldiery usually results in complaints at Kapooka, not after it.
But what I do know is that the RAE just had their spiffy and rather awesome Oktoberfest function last Saturday night. Although I didn't attend, I've heard it was a bloody great night for the most part... and for that matter I also heard one or two dickheads decided to get out of control, and were given a bit of a talking to as a result. Regardless of whether there's any link between that night and the alleged hazing, I wouldn't be surprised if the "bullying" was actually one soldier acting like a dickhead, and being pulled into line... at which point the butthurt soldier involved decided to contact the media.
And if the media aren't shitting me off enough...
The epic fail which this bullshit is drowning in is just fucking unbelievable. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not butthurt about this particular game being banned. L4D is an awesome game, but I've got it on Steam... I'm happy with that much. What pisses me off is that the average Australian gamer (Whom according to a stack of independantly acquired evidence) is actually 30 years of age, continues to have a gobsmackingly stupid imbecile refuse to allow mature adults to decide what games they can and can't play via an R18+ rating. Can the retards in South Australia, please please please vote this dumb cunt out of office already?
"Bored" implies a state of inherent dissatisfaction, when in fact I'd like nothing more than for the weekend to literally drag on until the Heat Death of the Universe(TM).
Which would be good, because then the start of next week could tie in nicely in terms of timing for when HBO finally get off their ass and release "The Pacific". Why, when a movie, book or game is produced and otherwise ready to go, do people insist on holding off on releasing it until the maximum of wailing, teeth-gnashing and general angst is at it's maximum?
Why? Because they're cunts.
Not like the lovely people at this place. The fiance and I had our Engagement party last weekend at the Cott, and it was smashin! Good food platters, and the tab actually lasted - woot!! Anyway, if anyone I know actually reads this and was there - thanks for comin! We also scored some great gifts which weren't in any way expected, but will be very much appreciated nonetheless...
The rest of the week we basically entertained the fiance's family who'd come over from the land of eternal faggotry and it was nice to have them, but now that they're gone home it is nice to have things kinda return to a more normal pace - typically meaning doing six eighths of fuck all on weeknights after work other than playing Civ4 while the missus watches the 1,394,576th episode of 'Off Pedder'.
This week was a bit wierd for more than just the in-laws being around... what's with Paul Murray being on ABC Radio? I mean, there's no denying the guy's an experienced radio presenter, but I'd like to think I'm a little bit elevated in the evolutionary chain above the intellectual level of your typical 6PR listener - so not only does it a feel a bit wrong being part of his audience, but I'm beginning to see why he's been employed on such a lengthy basis at 6PR and at The West Australian newspaper.
The thing I liked most about Geoff Hutchinson, who usually does ABC Mornings is that basically, unlike most of the presenters on commercial FM Radio (Would put in a link here, but there's far too many Darwin Award contenders to just choose one), he's not a twat. He's actually just a pleasant sounding, moderately viewed, quietly spoken individual, who presents things that are important enough for other people to sound off on... more importantly, he allows whatever is playing out to tell it's own story via the people he's interviewing or the callers calling in.
Murray on the other hand, tries to play up the sensationalist angle with every fourth or fifth question, trying to rile his audience up as if he feels they're not getting their fix of tabloid crap from the other WA media outlets he's worked for. Having said that, this particular piece of "news" got my attention earlier today.
Post-Kapooka "initiation"? WTF? I'm based at the same location mentioned in this story ("a WA barracks"), and have been since 2001. I don't know of any post basic training hazing that goes on at any of the units, either isolated or institutionalised. If anything, blokes coming back from Kapooka are generally met with a knowing grin, reassuringly advised that they don't need to stand fast for NCOs entering a room, and that "it's over and they can calm down and relax". I've never witnessed or even heard of any kind of hazing... the kind of harsh discipline applied which may result in complaints from the more limp wristed civilian who can't handle the psychological transition to soldiery usually results in complaints at Kapooka, not after it.
But what I do know is that the RAE just had their spiffy and rather awesome Oktoberfest function last Saturday night. Although I didn't attend, I've heard it was a bloody great night for the most part... and for that matter I also heard one or two dickheads decided to get out of control, and were given a bit of a talking to as a result. Regardless of whether there's any link between that night and the alleged hazing, I wouldn't be surprised if the "bullying" was actually one soldier acting like a dickhead, and being pulled into line... at which point the butthurt soldier involved decided to contact the media.
And if the media aren't shitting me off enough...
The epic fail which this bullshit is drowning in is just fucking unbelievable. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not butthurt about this particular game being banned. L4D is an awesome game, but I've got it on Steam... I'm happy with that much. What pisses me off is that the average Australian gamer (Whom according to a stack of independantly acquired evidence) is actually 30 years of age, continues to have a gobsmackingly stupid imbecile refuse to allow mature adults to decide what games they can and can't play via an R18+ rating. Can the retards in South Australia, please please please vote this dumb cunt out of office already?
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