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PIRMERO!
Is that the grapefruit flavoured drink or the mandarine flavoured drink?
Terzo!!!
Poo.
Well I thought I was in with a shot. Just occasionally, I can glimpse why The Tormentor, my ten year old son loves that word so much. Poo.
He asked me recently what adult words were used for the motions - the scientific were frowned at & the more colloquial received the curled lip. He decided to stick with poo.
Without the slightest shred of connection - trust you all saw Elizabeth Farrelly’s reference in Wednesday’s column in the SMH to one Laura from Sorrow at Sills Bend. Re Arkley. Go Laura. ‘Indefatigable blogger’.
Hey, so I decided not to drink this weekend.
And boy, its really paying offf. Now im playing chess online, listening to Des O’Connor, and sitting around waiting to carefully mispell in Spanish.
…
*shifts closer to wagon edge*
You know, my Grandad, on the occasion of his 90th, was asked whether abstinence and moderation was the cause of his longevity.
He said “nah, you dont live longer. It just seems longer”.
Quite so Lefty. Never heard of anyone on their deathbed saying they wish they’d had less to drink.
Now Im listening to ” Officer Krupke” from westside story. Oh, teehee, hoho…
Whats happening, blogistas?
Anyone got some smack? Im off the booze.
Oh jobbies! Innth!
A spectre is haunting the blogosphere, the spectre of McCarthyism:
http://catallaxyfiles.com/?p=2820
This is Saturday Salon #99.
Who will be first on #100 next week?
Zwoelfte/Dwunasty?
Kim [on Rafe Champion and the Wharfies]:
Actually, it wouldn’t hurt if every schoolchild did hear about the Communist and the Sanatamaria influences on Australian trade unions way back in the mists of time.
However, that had bugger-all to do with the Waterfront Dispute of 1998 …. but the story of what happened should be known to every schoolchild nonetheless..
From everything I’ve read in recent days, I suspect Labor may gain an advantage by reinforcing a theme not dissimilar to “Productivity growth, from the experience of the individual.�
While “the big, aggregate numbers� like low unemployment and relatively low interest rates may yet help the Howard Government, ordinary Australians are wise to question whether the end benefit of aggregate performance is still quite “top-heavy� - a distribution of wealth that treats the rich getting richer “as a priority�.
While I fully comprehend that “class envy� is so last century (I read The Australian newspaper enough to know that
), I totally reject throwing the baby out with the bathwater, meaning “Socioeconomic struggle� remains a cause of my concern.
Hey kids, for once I’m not in Austria. Bristol is a pretty cool little town. Lots of fab pubs. Pints can hold a lot of beer…
That is a cruel taunt, Mick!!!!
Bad choice of word…..try flaunt….maybe a flaunt taunt…whatever.
Any suggestions for a Eurovision drinking game?
Mick:
Not only that, cider also comes in pints. Whoever said the English were not civilized.
By the way, have you got the recipe for punch?
No, not Aunty Mary’s birthday party stuff - a tin of fruit salad, orange cordial and a splash of cooking sherry.
The Austrian stuff that you can buy at any imbiss and that will warm the cockles of your heart on a frosty evening.
1. Get beer
2. Pour down throat
“Anyone got some smack? Im off the booze.”
What is it with you Lefty?
Why can’t you be a responsible schmecker and put a little aside each week for your habit?
Like any decent, self-respecting Apocetheric Rationalist would.
Or do you expect the government to supply you with a New Deal every time you’re hangin’ out?
God Bernice, I didn’t see that…is it online? Last time my blog got a mention in the papers it wasn’t a happy experience.
Indefatigable huh? Blog fatigue only too real, I regret to say.
I’ve been doing some reading lately -
By the way, May is domestic violence prevention month.
Nick: for every non-word or phrase, eg “bing a bong”, everyone in the room has a drink. The last person standing alive goes out to get the kebabs.
Nick, if you don’t fancy the above suggestions, here’s one.
http://cookylamoo.com/boringlikeadrill/2007/05/eurovision-song-contest-drinking-game.html
Laura, all so far have had a certain rat-cunning about them, but I think your link is the winner. I’ll be printing it out and taking it along tomorrow.
I’m sorry to report Miss Laura that the pages upon which it appeared were used to light my low carbon emitting woodstove last night. The article was about the symbolic difference in representation of the built environments of Melbourne & Sydney as depicted in the works of Arkley & Whiteley. She made reference to a a post of yours during the house buying frenzy where you commented that a house you were looking at? or bought? (can’t quite remember the emphasis here) though aesthetically challenging had ‘cool’ credentials as it was Arkley-like in its suburban blandness. I’m paraphrasing but that’s the gist of it. It seemed that her referenece to you was as a bellwether of informed application of the Arkley aesthetic - the Melbourne mode of cool.
Though let it be said that few Sydneysiders reside in positions that give them anything like the blue and light of Whiteley’s landscapes. & those that do seem to be excelling themselves at building monstrous pile of crap taste.
Just like to say a big thanks to tigtog for this blog, and I have a few links.
The First Annual Myspace Stupid Haircut Awards
The Second Annual Myspace Stupid Haircut Awards
A list of humourous units of measurements
South Of the Border
(I’m waiting for the ironic-populism settees to hit the op-shops.)
Never heard of anyone on their deathbed saying they wish they’d had less to drink.
I might have been heard to say that, but about three months ago I stopped drinking and I’m feeling really good for it. I wasn’t at all a heavy drinker, btw. I can’t say I won’t ever drink again, but for the time being, I feel alert and not tired and am sleeping incredibly well.
These people were all heavier drinkers than me, but they all report the same sense of wellbeing.
Graham - I know the stuff, it’s a godsend on a winter’s night. I’m a fan of cider, apparently here in Bristol they are particuarly famous for it. I’ll probably be spending a fair bit of time here in the near future so I expect I’ll be sampling the cider soon.
Unfortunately, or fortunately I have to drink, don’t I? Red wine is supposed to be good for my heart.
Sigh. I had a pretty decent Spanish red the other day. I don’t normally go for the Spanish wines and i was pleasently surprised.
Try a lemon drink. Or lemon jam. Lemon butter. Bloody lemon anything. Lemons the size of grapefruits. This is spooky. Just last month I completely stripped it of all fruit.
Lemon tree
So who is doing the live blogging of Eurovision?
Moldova forgot to tuck the undies in.
My edict of parenting: No post-natal parental structured activity plan survives meeting the baby (or her waking up for a feed).
Oh, and Bulgaria for Euorovision (I have no idea if they have made it but Water is pretty rockin’)
Methinks the Prime Minature’s walkabout in his electorate may not have the desired effect.
http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,21720793-5005361,00.html
Try and spin THAT Shiemoham
I like Russia as well.
Why is The Sideshow so crappy?
Hey Frank, I have a $50 bet with Strocchi on this.
“Why is The Sideshow so crappy?”
“Crappy” it isn’t, in MHO.
Well targeted for a family, Saturday night, audience. I reckon.
Give it time and remember that it’s meant to be a sideshow.
Think how many locals get a job, that does not involve chopping down oldgrowth forests, and remember…. “from little things, big things grow”. La la la….
I only saw the first edition of Sideshow and liked it a lot.
Surprising, though, how many people have mentioned to me that they don’t like Paul McDermott and thus won’t watch that program.
There should be more Kransky Sisters and even more *sigh* Claire Hooper
And who was that spunky Carnie chick with the whip last week?
Aya!
Suz,
Paul McDermott reminded me last night of a Christian Brother performing before a new class after his fouth cup of International Roast. He ranged from excellent to flat according to his timing, although the script was mostly lousy. The Ladies in Red and the sword swallower were so-so. Flacco’s injection as a risque Bigfoot saved the show. Lotsa lols.
Worth another lash if home next Sat.
“The freaks’ll stay together
They’re a tight old crew
You look at them
And they look at you
I love the ballyhoo girl
But she don’t care
It’s hard to find love anywhere
Hard to find love anywhere
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
Come see the big fat lady
‘Gator slim with the alligator skin
Come see the devil baby”
Mark Knopfler, “Devil Baby” from Ragpicker’s Dream.
Lefty E and Suz, I wouldn’t worry greatly about health or the state of your bodies, or worry greatly about alertness or ability to achieve great things. Remember the Tyler Durden principle that on a long enough timeline, everyone’s survival rate drops to zero. Ken Scott is right: pour yourself a chilly limoncello and chase it with something even nicer.
(Ecclesiastes 9:7)
That would be Brisvegas’ own Tigerlil, Lefty E.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=118366533
And who could dislike Paul McDermott?
Thanks Mark- aya, yo podria mirar en estes ojos para sieglos..
Ken Scott:
Now THAT is a lemon tree.
Joe2, ChristineKeeler and Shaun:
Okay. Exactly how do we get the Kransky Sisters into Eurovision Song Contest 2008? Don’t worry about geography; just tell the organizers that Toogoolawah [I think that’s where the Kransky Sisters come from] is a new industrial centre in eastern Andorra or that it’s a small island off the Slovakian coast; she’ll be right.
Mick:
Stick to straight cider for the moment - watch out for the stuff that has been concentrated by partial freezing. Have one for me.
How Predictable from the Crodent
http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,20867,21725192-601,00.html
Graham,
The Kransky Sisters hail from Esk but I was thinking as well about how to get Australia into Eurovision.
The Kransky’s moniker may help being of Slovenian origin, which combined with you idea about where to position their home town, may grab support from the influential Eastern European voting block.
Graham and Shaun, Richard Fidler had a bloke on local radio the other day who explained Eurovision and what you had to do to win it. Apparently to get in all you have to do is sign up to the “European broadcast union” (or something like that) Anywhere can do it.
The bloke gave us 5 criteria to look for and then sang a song, accompanied by his brother, incorporating all the points. It was called something like “Be my yellowcake tonight!”
But whatever needs to be done to get the Kransky Sisters in should obviously be done. It should be Beattie’s top priority, if the Feds are too stuffy.
I saw Mamdouh Habib while shopping this afternoon. I went up to him and shook his hand, much to the consternation of my mother who was with me. She still thinks he is a terrorist.
Good on you silkworm. Your humanity was more than worth a touch of maternal consternation.
AWA’s and Dems.
Shock! Cocaine at the bar!
Dude… they’re lawyers.