NYC Bumper Sticker I liked...

Pregnancy tip #1

When in Ikea with your beloved choosing beds pre-pregnancy dont be sucked in to the sleek japanese lines of the Grimen. So low to the ground and zentastic. I cant put on my socks by myself anymore!!!!!

I have a little tip for you girls if you're having a fat day, bad hair day or just feeling not as fabulous as you should. Invest in a fake pregnant tummy strap it on and strut your stuff. All of a sudden people will remark on how well you look, a sweet smile will spread across their face and a warm fuzzy glow in their eyes. You will be nothing short of a miracle. Probably best for weekend use only. Unless youre unemployed then go for it.

Ps. thanks for all the love random strangers and mild acquaintances not sure how i'm going to live without it.

Nolita street art

Now I know it's very popular with all you young folk...this whole street-art hullaballoooooo....However I have to say I'm coming around...There's some great stuff out there. And on a particular building in Nolita (Nth-Of-Litte Italy) the walls are inch thick with paint and paper posters. The pic here might not do it justice but the head in this photo was really bloody big. It gave me a smile. It must have taken them ages and come to think of it where did they get a printer so large to print it out? I know my desk jet would have trouble with that one....and quite frankly what were they doing wasting all that time making a big smiling face when they shoulda been at school! Or with their mums, doing chores! I know I know I've had two (yes Two!!) cups of Earl Grey tea and I'm freestyling like Ozone from Electric Boogaloo Break Dance Two! - but that's another matter!

for the love of mix tapes

{ a very sweet short film directed by Luke Snellin }

this is the most fun you can have with your browsers

to play, go to stewdio

For relaxing times, make it Suntory Time.

"I don't get that close to the glass until I'm on the floor." Bob Harris... Lost in Translation

"People always think something's all true" Holden Caulfield

the onion

Take me to the Madonna Inn...

"FOR NEARLY 50 YEARS THE CHARM OF THE MADONNA INN HAS BEEN ONE OF CALIFORNIA’S LANDMARK ATTRACTIONS and today it is a sought after lodging, meeting and convention destination. The Madonna Inn offers an unforgettable experience with fine dining & entertainment, unique overnight lodging, banquet rooms for intimate weddings & receptions, exclusive clothing, gift & wine shops and limo service. Located on the grounds: 110 rooms each with a special theme, a picturesque European-style pool & state of the art exercise room, a celestial Day Spa and the largest convention center on the Central Coast. Enjoy these impressive amenities...attracting visitors looking for a resort-style retreat just minutes from downtown San Luis Obispo."

(This lovely pink room is the Steak House)

The Caveman Room.. which includes your own fountain.

1984

wrongsideoftheart

sushi etiquette

the worlds best ever

Stuffed!

Sam the koala, who became a symbol of hope during the Black Saturday bushfires of 2009, and then passed away in August, has been stuffed, and put on display at the Melbourne Museum.



Interestingly enough, she still looks more lifelike than Dannii Minogue.

Choked!! And on my own private platform too.

I decided to finally  join the blog since it's been a long time of just looking and chuckling. So to start it all off here's my Rant of the Day.

ahem..cough cough...

Well I'd just loike to say I totully haite ...

Umm well I like really get annoyed at...  

no I can't seem to get into the spirit of it.

I guess I'll just make do with this:

yyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh

wow. that feels So much better.

I got it all off my chest.

Thanks unskinny blog blog. You're my new favourite hero.

Amy, Amy, Amy! (Outro)

Dear Amy Winehouse,

You know, you're a great musician. I can honestly say that your last two albums (Frank, and Back to Black), have dazzled me almost as much as when I first heard "Abbey Road", or "The Best Of Olivia Newton John Vol 3". And I know that a lot of creative people have their troubles (including the aforementioned Ms Newton-John). And I have defended you, Amy. When people who have never heard your music have berated you at parties for being a drug-fucked idiot with stupid hair, I have sung your praises, and weathered the knowing gazes and turned backs when I go outside to have a cigarette. And I was with you all the way of this crazy fame journey....I was with you when you flaked out and forgot your words at concerts, I was with you when you married that money-hungry criminal Blaaaaaakkkkke Fielder-Civil, I was with you when you went on your extended, (apparently) drug free holiday to St. Lucia, despite the constant reports that you were wreaking drunken havoc all over a quiet, island paradise. "She's an ARTIST!!!" I would scream, "She's only 24!!!!" (although I suspect you've been 24 for a few years now).


But Amy, I cannot support you anymore. Not after THESE!!

What the fuck?

Now, I know you've never really gone for the "natural" look, but sweet jesus, that's just WRONG! Despite your faults, I though you were one of those girls that was all about the talent! And I know, before your unfortunate smack addiction, you were quite a voluptuous girl. But here's a tip...If you wanted boobs, you could have just EATEN SOME FOOD, INSTEAD OF HEROIN! If you wanted to spend a whole stack of money to make yourself feel better, why not ADOPT AN ORPHAN FROM MALAWI LIKE MADONNA! Amy, this is hard to say, but my love affair with you is over. No longer will we share those intimate moments when I listen to your CD and say "Wow, what an thoughtful lyric, wow what a great voice." Because I will never get past your enormous, fake, gazoongas. I'm sad, but I should have known. After all, love IS a losing game.

Yours Sincerely,

Anne Frankenfurter

John Hughes has gone to the big high school in the sky...

My childhood died a little today when I found out that writer/director John Hughes, who brought us such quotable films as "Ferris Beuller's Day Off" and "The Breakfast Club", had died at age 59. John Hughes was responsible for me being simultaneously attracted to Matthew Broderick, Alan Ruck and Charlie Sheen as a 13 year old, and for wanting to know the name of the band that sang "Twist and Shout". And to answer the plaintive request sung by Jim Kerr in the song that accompanies that final montage as all the kids leave detention to go back to their normal lives at the end of "The Breakfast Club" - no, we won't forget about you.

On a brighter note, surely this is the final nail in the coffin of Molly Ringwald's career.

Top 10 Things I Hate At The Moment

10.Blogs
Does anyone really care?

9. Queenslanders.
Even though I am one, Queenslanders are really irritating. Especially the ones who say "Queens-land-Aah" very loudly at sporting matches, pubs, clubs - anywhere really.

8. John Howard.
Yeah sure he is gone. But maintain the rage I say. We will never get those 11 years back.

7. Rugby League.
Boofheads watching boofheads play. Yawn.

6. Big Exhaust Pipes
Now this I really don't understand. Why do you want to make your blue 90's Barina louder? To draw attention to yourself? They are called mufflers. They are supposed to muffle. Dickheads.

5. Jet Skis.
How pointless are these? How noisy are these? How annoying are these? Go for a swim you bogan.

4. Four Wheel Drives in the City.
Seriously. Do you really need it? Buy something smaller, more efficient and less annoying for me.

3. Littering
Why is it often McDonalds wrapping? I have seen people at the park, next to the harbour, pull up in their 4WD's (with their Jet skis on the back), tuck into a Big Mac, then throw the rubbish out the window! What is that???

2. Putting on Doona Covers.
Is this not the most annoying thing to do in the world? A cross between swearing, laundry and bizarre Rock Eisteddfod moves.

1. The Hiccups
My most hated bodily function. I hate it more than pooing, peeing, sneezing and farting. I hate The Hiccups.

Silhouette Masterpiece Theatre

There is more where these came from... > Silhouette Masterpiece Theatre

Look Out... "This is why your fat"

This one is enough to send anyone onto a detox... A collection of crazy food photos  - where dreams become heart attacks...

The hamburger pizza ...

and Deep Fried Ravioli  - YIKES !!!

and you can even get involved and post your own photos... 

Is Masterchef Over Yet??

No? Fuck! What's the deal with this show? Why is it so popular? They're just cooking! That's not what I want in a reality show! I want fights, preferably drunken fights, and people eating coconuts and trying to catch fish. I wanna see people butchering a Beyonce tune, or standing on a pole in the Pacific for a ridiculous amount of time, whilst bantering with the delightful Jeff Probst...not...COOKING! That's BORING! If I never see anybody cook anything ever again on television, it will be too soon! Unless it's this guy...

Come back, Peter Russell-Clark! We miss you :)

80's Memories...

With the recent passing of what was left of the King Of Pop, I had a hankerin' to dig out my old Thriller cassette (yes, you read that right people, no fancy CD's for me!) and bust out some MJ inspired moves in my lounge room....OK, I thought I might be able to sell it on Ebay

So I climbed up on my bed to get to my box of tapes, which are safely hidden in the back of my wardrobe, lest anyone I might want to impress should see them, and sadly, my Thriller album was nowhere to be found. Then I remembered some asshole broke into my Datsun 120Y and stole a bunch of them about 15 years ago.

But I did find this one...

Ohhhh...the horror....

Will Ferrall Sunscreen

All proceeds go to Cancer for College

via excavation by spoonfulls

Tip Toe Through The Tulips

This has got to make the top 10 of my favourite novelty USB keys... so pretty, yet so practical ! from (Fred Flare), of course.

It's a Slap Chop // Rap Chop

Seen in May Lane, St Peters.