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Oh, you poor darling, stumbling across this shite, um, site. Did someone send you...? Is Uncle Google unwell...?! Oh well, you're here now, so while you wait for another page to load feel free to tune into my brain as it explodes words all over the page... On a good day some may end up randomly coherent and somewhat meaningful... On an awesome day, I will just throw shit and see what sticks.


Your experience here will be greatly rewarded if you have a working knowledge of 'Survivor' (the understated, barely-known American reality show, not the ridiculous, be-mulleted band), 'Today' (Australian version avec Karl Stefanovic and co. [don't get me started, just watch the clip in my first post...]), 'Judge Judy' (again, wha...?), insomnia (not the Christopher Nolan film) and (last, but methinks most) decent music.


And it would possibly help if your literacy skills could keep up with my over-convoluted, ridiculously complicated (over-grammarised, I hear... and could be marred by totally invented wordicles...), tangent-laden sentences. Say what? Nothin... Just ignore me.


xxx



Saturday 29 October 2011

Please note...

You guys !!! Please leave any comments you have. I'd kinda like this to be somewhat interactive, at least some feedback would be appreciated. And I don't mean piss in my pocket... I already know I rule. I mean tell me what you think. I'm curious to see any and all thoughtful points of view; good, bad or fugly. 


Cheers lovelies!


x

K9 Love (non-sexual, peeps...)

Oi...!!!
NB: This is kinda about poker and stuff, and somehow trying to share some sort of extremely insightful life lesson via cards... Could be a cliche; could just be general tripe. I entertained myself though. Hopefully that will be shared. x





I have defended some pretty shitty hands in Texas Hold 'Em... if I have the chips, I'll always see a flop when holding 7 / 2... (but not necessarily 2 / 7 - unless it's suited and I'm stacked); low pockets are doable; I like 2 / 3. The beauty and bastardry of Texas Hold 'Em is that any two dealt cards can make a winning hand. ANY... 

A few weeks a go I was playing a local tourney; very low-key, bugger-all stakes; fairly sociable and nice. Who knows what the fuck was said, but I found myself wryly sharing how I can justify playing 7 / 2 (which I can't really,

Tuesday 25 October 2011

Armpit Glamour..? Really...?!








What started as a medical procedure to help sufferers of chronic excess sweating when anti-perspirants and medications had failed, is being touted as the latest must-do cosmetic procedure, leading the geniuses at 'Today' to question whether the armpit is the new erogenous zone... (none of us have lives, you know...?)

The answer is...

KLF is gonna rock you... (are you ready?) Ancients of Mu-Mu...

duh me.

Insomnia and the Ancients of Mu-Mu...

NB. Incoherence blamed on seven hours sleep over a thirty-six hour period, and also note I happened to fall asleep after writing this tripe.

It's 3am... 3am... It's 3am eterrrr-er-er-errrr-ernal... (bow-bow-bow-bowwwww) Are you ready? Ancients of Mu-Mu... Ohhhhh... Here we go...

Thank you, whoever-you-are-who-wrote-that-song-whose-name-I-can't-remember-right-now-cos-my-brain-is-melting-with-Tired...

Why we love (?) Karl and Lisa...

Now, you tell me...




... wankers? Or wankers?