Well it's coming up on ANZAC Day yet again....
Time for the dipshits in the media to do their utmost to whip the masses into bile-swilling frenzy. Didn't think the best Trolling effort would come from the Kiwi's though.
Well played Good Sir... Successful Troll is Successful.
I met New Zealander cockheads like this guy on the Peninsula 5 years ago. But then again, I met even more Australian cockheads on the Peninsula 5 years ago too.... just another reason to feel sorry for the good people of Turkey I guess.
What is it about ANZAC Day that brings out the worst in people? Seriously? Lefties get all worked up about using the day to pursue an anti-war agenda and accuse everyone who wants to engage in quiet commemoration and reflection as Nazi's.... Bogans get all "if you don't like it, leave".... Meanwhile a too-small-a-proportion of the populace (usually serving or former ADF or families related to serving or formerly serving ADF) actually 'Get the Point' (TM) and try to ignore everyone else's nerdrage.
But it'll be an interesting ANZAC Day in Perth this year. The arrival of a supercarrier and a guided missile cruiser is always something which makes the news, but for it to coincide with ANZAC Day? Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to drink with US service personnel... have done so before, and they're a great bunch. Very friendly, unfailingly polite, and well disciplined. The issue will be in what happens when they meet the locals.
Perth's single males historically haven't taken too kindly to having any number of single women flock to other single guys in uniforms (there's a reason why the Army forbids it's personnel to go out in Uniform of any type, the Navy still allows it because they're a bit special). Now the USN and USMC very wisely don't go out all dressed up any more either, but you can imagine what Barney's Guy/Chick co-efficient is going to look like come Wednesday night? Here's a hint... it's a Zone of some sort....
Not a bad start to the year by the Dockers. I'm a bit nervous about Fyfey's shoulder, but with Morabito looking on the mend, and Mundy and Barlow back and with Ross Lyon at the helm we're looking in pretty decent shape to at least get a bit of respectability about ourselves. Still no matter what happens, we'll never be as bad as Port.
Wifey's about two weeks away from popping out our first, so I guess I better get some sleep while I still can. Should anyone actual stumble on this thing (HA!), have a great ANZAC Day! See you when I next get the urge to write more drivel in six months or so.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Malaysian elections and Yumi Stynes, together at last...
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...
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...
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.
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