Archive for June, 2009

30
Jun
09

hair, lunch and funny observations

so for the last few days i have been involved in a very hectic rehearsal schedule for HAIR. the last three days have been from 10:30 till 4/5 depending on the day. as mentioned before, i am no MJ (R.I.P) of the d-floor so in a musical like HAIR i am struggling to keep up. but it is all worth it for the eye candy and kick-ass costumes we get to wear.

observe

anyway all that movement made me hungry and i met the lovely steffi for lunch down on Chapel st. This brings me to the better part of this tale, the funny observations we made. as steffi and I were sitting having lunch we see a men with a painted blue face running up and down the street with a blue paintbrush. we realised that he was running up to this one lady on the corner and we just shrugged it off. after some time he was still doing it and i thought to myself, why the hell doesnt that lady just go away. as people walked down the street they stared and commented and everyone looked at this guy like a freak. then what we thought was his voice shouting, we discovered to be a man accross the street, conviniently standing next to three other men and a huge camera. what we thought to be some crazy man who was causing kaos just turned out to be some damn stunt.

i wish

but wait theres more

then on the train home i witnessed something great. these two really drug fucked people get on the train at melb central and get dirty looks from everyone. one thing i love to do on public transport is to watch people through the reflection on the glass, so that you can stare at them but they wont notice. anyways they go and sit next to this 17ish looking young dude and instead of ignoring the crazy ladies rantinges he takes off his ipod and talks to her. i might add that he did look shitscared at the start but after a few sentences of slurred words he started to talk quite well with the lady. now her fella was distracted with his shoes so their conversation kept going with no distractions. while everyone on the train was looking at this couple and frowning at the words coming out of this ladies mouth, this young lad kept his cool and was quite polite. when it was time for them to get off at jolimont waves and hand shakes were shared along with smiles, and i thought, why judge people on their appearence when this guys showed us anyone can get along. i smiled as she said goodbye about seven times and smiled at the other passengers with frowns still fixed on thier faces.

as the late great Micheal Jackson showed us…

i thank you

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23
Jun
09

riding in the rain

I have to say, one of my most favourite things to do is riding my bike in the rain. In fact, doing anything in the rain is quite fun. I love that feeling you get when you passed the boundary of caring. At first when you are caught in the rain you think argh what an inconvinience, i dont need this. But as you get more and more wet, all these feelings just fade away, and i fing myself smiling. Now riding in such situations is one of the best things ever. Not only do you have water coming from above, but you are getting splashed from water off the road. You are practically left with no chance of dryness, so you just sit back and enjoy the moment. Another great thing is that in the rain, there are hardly any people, and you find that the city empties out and becomes yours.
Here are two songs i absolutely adore about the rain, very different but very very good.
thanks

14
Jun
09

I can be my own strobe light

Once again Anna and Carla (excuse if me if the spelling is wrong) put on a fucking good party. Although there was no action in the laneway, say no more, or final bout pool match, it was a damn fucking good night. As I sit here in my bed with not one but two doonahs I find myself smiling about how good this weekend has been. It started off with an all out cold as ice alley cat aranged by brendanx of fixed.org himself and has now been followed up by a rocking party. If the party wasn’t good enough, frat themed might I add, I enjoyed the pleasure of a nice drive with my best mate Max. Of cours cranking the music was essential, and for a man who has just got his licence, he is a damn clean driver. So after many beers and a bottle of wine micheal jackson had three songs in a row played and the urge to dance was far to great, As I said in earlier posts, I aint no black man but I sure do get in there and give it a shot. Apologies to Amity, she knows why, I just don’t know what came over me or do I really. Anyway to cut to the chase it was a great night shared with many a fellow gangstars and many a fellow bloggers and I hope that Anna and Carla get all the credit they deserve. As for the ladies it was another shit one, but that’s another story I totally ceebed typing up. Cheers!

you nerd!

you nerd!

10
Jun
09

so i wish i could dance

Yes, yes indeed, it is the plight of many a white young man like me, if only i could dance. I have recently enjoyed a very relaxing 5 day weekend and of course have used my time very effectively. Now I’m not saying I’m the most hideous dancer you have ever seen, but I wish I had more funk. I love to dance to crappy tunes with mates, I love crowded clubs and I can “mosh” but in recent days I have come upon the, what I view, as the HOLY GRAIL of funky dancing. Enjoy.

03
Jun
09

go forth and blog

so i’ve started a blog, really what i should be doing is studying for my 2 sacs tomorrow, but this seems more important. well i guess i should introduce myself. i have recently been told that i “am a joke”, a harmless statement that seems to effect me more and more each time. i have always been the funny man, the guy who makes a joke and cheers you up, but to be called a joke is almost as bad as someone saying that you are useless. and maybe i am useless. year after year the marks on my reports get lower and i am told i have so much potential. where is it, is it stuck to my back like a “kick me” sign, just out of reach. i seem to be hopeless at everything. but not hopeless as in cute, just a sad fail in the background. i can never hold relationships, i am hopeless with feelings, i am disshonest and i can never seem to change. but maybe its just this strange mood i’m in, or perhaps i’m finally being honest. but for a first post i think i’ll leave it. a miniscule reflection, who knows when the next will be.

03
Jun
09

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