Last night at band practice we had a really cool moment when we were in the GROOVE. We had this tight sound and headspace going on. I started off mucking about with some chords (I was trying to recall the sequence for "Across the universe". We managed to keep a rhythm and lock in a beat and energy that was fantastic.
So I happened, for an unrelated reason, to be listening to The Velvet Underground's "Waiting for the Man". The thing that strikes me the most about that song is the simple 3 chord structure (3 1/2 if you count the Suspended 6th in the chorus). Mr Reed himself described the recording of the song as seeing what happens if you keep up 3 chords for as long as you can.
Listening to the sounds and various instruments on the track you can hear people experimenting with effects and emphasis and contribution but still managing to stick within the songs structure. All in all a great example of a jam working well.
To Know Me Is To Love Me...
- BubbaJay
- Suave raconteur and dinner party favourite. Once held the Olympic torch, has delivered newspapers to prime ministers, shaken hands with Prince Charles, wrecked Jason Donovan's skateboard, climbed 300 metre granite cliff faces, surfed with dolphins, appears on community radio and is in demand for these and the accounts of other thrilling exploits!
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 09, 2010
Sell the Swindle
Others might not care but the passing of Malcom Mclaren is the passing of Punk's Nixon. Forever dispised by the Indie music scene for always selling the swindle and having a swindle to sell.
From the John Lydon website HERE probably the most honest obit you will ever hear about the deceased.
From the John Lydon website HERE probably the most honest obit you will ever hear about the deceased.
Monday, April 05, 2010
An interesting Article
In my last year at Uni (last century) I did an anthropology course Anth 101. (Sounds like the name of a BBQ CD Best of...)
One of the (many) useless things we had to do was write a story about a tribe (creativity!!) from the perspective of one of the tribal members. I picked a tribe from the Amazon called the Yanamanno or Yannimato or whatever. The name roughly translates as the 'Real People' and yes they ingest an ungodly amount of drugs. They also had an interesting counting system.
One
Two
More than Two
That was it. They also wandered around vandalising the jungle and stealing (way big on stealing stuff. From everyone and anything).
After a while reading about these wild men of the jungle I got the distinct impression that the anthropologist who was visiting with them just really wound up loathing these guys with every fibre in his body. The whole counting thing was only the tip of the iceberg. Numbers for these guys = just not that important.
Nice to know I'm not the only one, HERE.
One of the (many) useless things we had to do was write a story about a tribe (creativity!!) from the perspective of one of the tribal members. I picked a tribe from the Amazon called the Yanamanno or Yannimato or whatever. The name roughly translates as the 'Real People' and yes they ingest an ungodly amount of drugs. They also had an interesting counting system.
One
Two
More than Two
That was it. They also wandered around vandalising the jungle and stealing (way big on stealing stuff. From everyone and anything).
After a while reading about these wild men of the jungle I got the distinct impression that the anthropologist who was visiting with them just really wound up loathing these guys with every fibre in his body. The whole counting thing was only the tip of the iceberg. Numbers for these guys = just not that important.
Nice to know I'm not the only one, HERE.
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Action!!
Many upcoming action infused adventure movies will be coming to a cinema near you soonish. Just about all of them will suck completely and utterly, rendering my will to care (about crappy action movies) paralysed.
All except, perhaps, possibly for this guy HERE
Background data Here and Here
So yes it is another SNL straight to video movie, but it could be worth a larf or two (as a video).
In other news the weather has finally turned into Autumn, which means we cannot be too far away from that first dump of snow!!!
All except, perhaps, possibly for this guy HERE
Background data Here and Here
So yes it is another SNL straight to video movie, but it could be worth a larf or two (as a video).
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In other news the weather has finally turned into Autumn, which means we cannot be too far away from that first dump of snow!!!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
On the nature of Food
We watched 'Julie/Julia' last night and was not impressed. I think the concept is great, take a cook book and cook every recipe (assumes that every recipe is worth cooking or that in the process you become more proficient).
One of the things that struck me about the film (have not read the blog) was the absence of endorsement from Mrs Child for the project. In fact I later discovered that she thought it was a completely facile project. She also noted that the food was rarely commented on (in the movie the only adjective is 'Yum') and never addressed the flavours or textures.
I felt overall that the movie did nothing for cooking and was a missed opportunity. I did feel however that Meryl Streep did a fine turn as Julia C and it is always a pleasure to see Stanley Tucci. But there was so little emphasis given to the cooking in the movie, so little attention paid to ingredients, to ovens, pots, pans, frying, blanching, steaming or roasting. Poaching does get a mention but the emphasis is on the reaction of the protagonist to the finished product. Given that the idea of the film is cooking it becomes a movie blog with a character who has no language to communicate the raison d'etre of the cook book.
If I were to recommend the reader to any good food movies I would simply start and finish with 'Big Night' (thank you, Mr Tucci). Here the meal is important, the ritual of preparing the meal, concentrating on the available time for dishes, guests and music all follow in order with finality being the mouthfuls of this amazing feast. It's a movie that takes food seriously, its about people who are serious about food, it's a recognition that food like music has an audience. Its a lovely movie.
I mentioned at the start that to cook every recipe in a book should in the least improve your proficiency in the kitchen. The movie implied the Julie character cooked dishes blind without having tested them first. This I find hard to swallow as they had just moved into a new place and had no experience with the oven. Every oven is different, they cook differently, they heat differently. Some have an uneven heating distribution, some heat from above but not below, one side more than the other etc. The variations are endless but the upshot is - you need to know your oven because only then will you know how to adapt recipes to suit it's behaviour.
But I will finish by acknowledging that all this started with a blog (like this one) that took off and got turned into a movie. So firstly, well done. My Blog is my personal ramblings where I am the main character. Occasionally I'll look at something else, but it will always be from my viewpoint. The movie (not the 'Julie/Julia' blog) is intended for an audience whereas the blog can be entirely personnel. If the movie was looking at the herculean task of cooking recipes it treated it like pressing each key on the keyboard of a piano ('Today I cooked aspic', 'Today I pressed Middle C - Yum').
One of the things that struck me about the film (have not read the blog) was the absence of endorsement from Mrs Child for the project. In fact I later discovered that she thought it was a completely facile project. She also noted that the food was rarely commented on (in the movie the only adjective is 'Yum') and never addressed the flavours or textures.
I felt overall that the movie did nothing for cooking and was a missed opportunity. I did feel however that Meryl Streep did a fine turn as Julia C and it is always a pleasure to see Stanley Tucci. But there was so little emphasis given to the cooking in the movie, so little attention paid to ingredients, to ovens, pots, pans, frying, blanching, steaming or roasting. Poaching does get a mention but the emphasis is on the reaction of the protagonist to the finished product. Given that the idea of the film is cooking it becomes a movie blog with a character who has no language to communicate the raison d'etre of the cook book.
If I were to recommend the reader to any good food movies I would simply start and finish with 'Big Night' (thank you, Mr Tucci). Here the meal is important, the ritual of preparing the meal, concentrating on the available time for dishes, guests and music all follow in order with finality being the mouthfuls of this amazing feast. It's a movie that takes food seriously, its about people who are serious about food, it's a recognition that food like music has an audience. Its a lovely movie.
I mentioned at the start that to cook every recipe in a book should in the least improve your proficiency in the kitchen. The movie implied the Julie character cooked dishes blind without having tested them first. This I find hard to swallow as they had just moved into a new place and had no experience with the oven. Every oven is different, they cook differently, they heat differently. Some have an uneven heating distribution, some heat from above but not below, one side more than the other etc. The variations are endless but the upshot is - you need to know your oven because only then will you know how to adapt recipes to suit it's behaviour.
But I will finish by acknowledging that all this started with a blog (like this one) that took off and got turned into a movie. So firstly, well done. My Blog is my personal ramblings where I am the main character. Occasionally I'll look at something else, but it will always be from my viewpoint. The movie (not the 'Julie/Julia' blog) is intended for an audience whereas the blog can be entirely personnel. If the movie was looking at the herculean task of cooking recipes it treated it like pressing each key on the keyboard of a piano ('Today I cooked aspic', 'Today I pressed Middle C - Yum').
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Versus the Wasps
Well it was an exciting venture, I tell you whut Bubba's. Me against a whole mess of angry wasps. I was wrapped up like a environmentalist standing before the riot police, rock poised my hand.
A few days ago we noticed an ever increasing presence of wasps around the house. Being mindful of our beautiful child we looked about for the nest. It transpired that there were two nests nearby, one at a neighbours and one out the front of our place.
I do not like wasps. I grew up with them in NZ, they are aggressive, they hurt like hell and can sting multiple times (unlike a bee). They also scare me, I have a scar on my left thumb from an encounter with a wasp.
But that nest had to go. Traditional methods include tipping a jerry can of petrol down the entrance and blocking it up with a rag and a brick. Not having a jerry can I called on my neighbours who lent me a tube of some kind of 'DeathKill' powder for bugs.
When dealing with wasps one has to wait until it's dark when they go to sleep. Alternatively you can wait until it's cold. Both have the effect of limiting their activity.
I waited until it was dark. I also bound myself up with gloves, a thick shirt, heavy boots, my work pants (tucked into my socks) and had my head covered by a hat, t-shirt and tea towel around my face. Angry wasps go into a stinging frenzy, take no risks.
At the entrance to the wasp nest were a few sentries. Holding my Zippo lighter at arms length I fried them with a can of Baygon and ignited a tree stump nearby. Needless to say my adrenaline was up. I quickly dumped the contents of the 'DeathKill' powder into the hive entrance, blocked it up and slammed the rock in place just as the first wasps were teetering their way out of hole. Another burst of baygon napalm.
Which is about when I heard the buzzing near my ear.
A wasp was on me trying to get inside my protection and sting me behind the ear.
I ran inside (calmly)
I calmly called to Evie to spray me with Baygon (this engendered a robust debate about baygon).
Some more buzzing and then quiet.
I stripped off washed myself and sat shaking on the couch for a half hour.
By then I recalled I set fire to a tree stump and I had to brave the dying wasps nest again to put it out. Thankfully I seemed to won the battle with my first strike. The fire was extinguished successfully.
It was then and only then did I feel I needed a beer.
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A few days ago we noticed an ever increasing presence of wasps around the house. Being mindful of our beautiful child we looked about for the nest. It transpired that there were two nests nearby, one at a neighbours and one out the front of our place.
I do not like wasps. I grew up with them in NZ, they are aggressive, they hurt like hell and can sting multiple times (unlike a bee). They also scare me, I have a scar on my left thumb from an encounter with a wasp.
But that nest had to go. Traditional methods include tipping a jerry can of petrol down the entrance and blocking it up with a rag and a brick. Not having a jerry can I called on my neighbours who lent me a tube of some kind of 'DeathKill' powder for bugs.
When dealing with wasps one has to wait until it's dark when they go to sleep. Alternatively you can wait until it's cold. Both have the effect of limiting their activity.
I waited until it was dark. I also bound myself up with gloves, a thick shirt, heavy boots, my work pants (tucked into my socks) and had my head covered by a hat, t-shirt and tea towel around my face. Angry wasps go into a stinging frenzy, take no risks.
At the entrance to the wasp nest were a few sentries. Holding my Zippo lighter at arms length I fried them with a can of Baygon and ignited a tree stump nearby. Needless to say my adrenaline was up. I quickly dumped the contents of the 'DeathKill' powder into the hive entrance, blocked it up and slammed the rock in place just as the first wasps were teetering their way out of hole. Another burst of baygon napalm.
Which is about when I heard the buzzing near my ear.
A wasp was on me trying to get inside my protection and sting me behind the ear.
I ran inside (calmly)
I calmly called to Evie to spray me with Baygon (this engendered a robust debate about baygon).
Some more buzzing and then quiet.
I stripped off washed myself and sat shaking on the couch for a half hour.
By then I recalled I set fire to a tree stump and I had to brave the dying wasps nest again to put it out. Thankfully I seemed to won the battle with my first strike. The fire was extinguished successfully.
It was then and only then did I feel I needed a beer.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Does not seem that long
Realised today that I've been blogging here for 4 years (now in my 5th). Not bad I must say.
It was interesting to go back over the older posts and see what I was doing and what I thought was worth recording. I know I've left some stuff out, but it's been fun to be reminded of some stuff.
I have to confess I enjoy jotting down my thoughts here and I only hope that every know and again people enjoy my writing. Even the short little notes like these.
It was interesting to go back over the older posts and see what I was doing and what I thought was worth recording. I know I've left some stuff out, but it's been fun to be reminded of some stuff.
I have to confess I enjoy jotting down my thoughts here and I only hope that every know and again people enjoy my writing. Even the short little notes like these.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
They look through your rubbish bin
This will be one of my more bizarre posts.
For a couple of weeks now the on ramp of the Eastern Distributor that I take coming home has had a suspicious looking red plastic bottle on the side of the road. The more I noticed it the more the more I realised 1) The council doesn't clean up the side of the road often enough and 2) it began to look more and more like a male genital enhancement device (a P$nis Pump).
Which got me thinking. What if it was? Why is there on the on ramp? Who threw it out the car window (or truck or bus or taxi...)? What if it was a gay guy on a date, had been talking up his endowerment (I made that word up) and was afraid of the moment of truth. So he goes to the porno store, gets the pump and is furiously trying to 'fix the problem' while driving. Then has to throw it out the window 'to hide the evidence'.
Or maybe its a hens night.
Or maybe an enraged lover flings it from the moving car.
Or the Bishop is driving a Nun to the church. She finds it asks what it is...
The possibilities as a story are great! But today, while driving home I saw it had gone. The street cleaning machine had been and swept it up. Whoever flung this device onto the on ramp may have had to drive by it every day. The shame like the beating of the Tell Tale Heart as he passed it, accelerating to join the rush of traffic on the motorway.
And now it is gone.
For a couple of weeks now the on ramp of the Eastern Distributor that I take coming home has had a suspicious looking red plastic bottle on the side of the road. The more I noticed it the more the more I realised 1) The council doesn't clean up the side of the road often enough and 2) it began to look more and more like a male genital enhancement device (a P$nis Pump).
Which got me thinking. What if it was? Why is there on the on ramp? Who threw it out the car window (or truck or bus or taxi...)? What if it was a gay guy on a date, had been talking up his endowerment (I made that word up) and was afraid of the moment of truth. So he goes to the porno store, gets the pump and is furiously trying to 'fix the problem' while driving. Then has to throw it out the window 'to hide the evidence'.
Or maybe its a hens night.
Or maybe an enraged lover flings it from the moving car.
Or the Bishop is driving a Nun to the church. She finds it asks what it is...
The possibilities as a story are great! But today, while driving home I saw it had gone. The street cleaning machine had been and swept it up. Whoever flung this device onto the on ramp may have had to drive by it every day. The shame like the beating of the Tell Tale Heart as he passed it, accelerating to join the rush of traffic on the motorway.
And now it is gone.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
A very, very good article
Have a read of THIS. Possibly the best example of the reduction of literary discipline in the Blogsphere (via the Boston Globe).
But having said that, recall if you will the tenants of 'Here comes everybody', don't confuse your ability to find content with the intended audience of the content.
But having said that, recall if you will the tenants of 'Here comes everybody', don't confuse your ability to find content with the intended audience of the content.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
New Talent
The more I think about this young man, the more I think this may be the saviour of Rock and Soul for this country. I see he's playing at the CMC Rocks the Snowys festival coming up early next month, so maybe that's got me thinking...
The artist is Dan Sultan, he is fantastic and his voice has an incredible energy!! Check out his performance on Rockwiz last year HERE
Check out his website HERE
I think Dan is going to be huge, he ought to be. Get on the bandwagon early children.
The artist is Dan Sultan, he is fantastic and his voice has an incredible energy!! Check out his performance on Rockwiz last year HERE
Check out his website HERE
I think Dan is going to be huge, he ought to be. Get on the bandwagon early children.
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Exercise/Diet update
Well its been 3 weeks since I began my well-being challenge to lose my excess Christmas weight. 3 weeks of watching what I eat and drink and exercising. My goal was to drop the 4kgs I'd picked up and improve my cardio strength.
The results are in, I've done it!! And the effort was totally worth it. I feel back to normal and in possession of my normal energy levels.
Very Awesome!!
The results are in, I've done it!! And the effort was totally worth it. I feel back to normal and in possession of my normal energy levels.
Very Awesome!!
Friday, February 05, 2010
Beware: New Rap God Alert
Before you watch this, be sure to encase your head in solid titanium concrete or it will splode baby!!
(Can you name the tracks covered?)
(Can you name the tracks covered?)
Monday, February 01, 2010
Kids CD Goodness
Growing up is a lengthy process, I myself am still a work in progress. When I was much younger TV was a relatively new product. When we got a TV it was black and white and rarely on (only one channel with a second added later). When we eventually got a colour TV only some shows were actually in colour! Most were still in black and white.
I listened to the radio a lot. From Casey Kasums top 40 countdown (where all Sunday afternoon he would count down the top 40 charts from the week and from the corresponding weeks in the 70's and the 60's) to the kids shows Radio National put on during school holidays. My earliest memories are associated with music and radio. I deeply treasure the stories I listened to while sitting in my dressing gown eating marmite on toast.
So for my daughter I would like to share those experiences. Which is problematic. In the first instance the majority of children's entertainment is on TV. So it's visual and colourful, but the kids are starring at the screen. Secondly when I have found a CD of stories or songs the production quality is low and calibre of the artist is lower (ABC I'm singling you out and that dreadful Georgie Parker). Tuneless records accompanied by the Freeware version of Garage Band as far as I can tell.
But every now and again I find a winner. As usual for Australia this release slipped right under the radar in this country. Probably because they didn't sign a marketing tie in with the ABC (the CD's are release by the artists in conjunction with Disney. This means Channel 9 here, which means no one at the soulless corporation would have a clue who they are).
I speak of They Might Be Giants and their CD's 'Here come the ABC's' and Here come the 123's'. Absolutely magical is my two word summary. I really enjoy the work of TMBG and these two CD's are perfect. The songs are inventive and humorous and full of wonderful imagery. In fact I was surprised to learn that at least one of the tracks was mixed by the Dust Brothers (Beck, The Chemical Brothers, Fight Club soundtrack etc).
Go looking for these CD's and find them if you can. I found our copies at an independent music store in their bargain bin. I encourage you to search them out. The TMBG albums are just superior in every way to the community theatre crap the ABC produces.
TMBG website HERE
My favourite song about 7 HERE (from the album 'Here come the 123's')
I listened to the radio a lot. From Casey Kasums top 40 countdown (where all Sunday afternoon he would count down the top 40 charts from the week and from the corresponding weeks in the 70's and the 60's) to the kids shows Radio National put on during school holidays. My earliest memories are associated with music and radio. I deeply treasure the stories I listened to while sitting in my dressing gown eating marmite on toast.
So for my daughter I would like to share those experiences. Which is problematic. In the first instance the majority of children's entertainment is on TV. So it's visual and colourful, but the kids are starring at the screen. Secondly when I have found a CD of stories or songs the production quality is low and calibre of the artist is lower (ABC I'm singling you out and that dreadful Georgie Parker). Tuneless records accompanied by the Freeware version of Garage Band as far as I can tell.
But every now and again I find a winner. As usual for Australia this release slipped right under the radar in this country. Probably because they didn't sign a marketing tie in with the ABC (the CD's are release by the artists in conjunction with Disney. This means Channel 9 here, which means no one at the soulless corporation would have a clue who they are).
I speak of They Might Be Giants and their CD's 'Here come the ABC's' and Here come the 123's'. Absolutely magical is my two word summary. I really enjoy the work of TMBG and these two CD's are perfect. The songs are inventive and humorous and full of wonderful imagery. In fact I was surprised to learn that at least one of the tracks was mixed by the Dust Brothers (Beck, The Chemical Brothers, Fight Club soundtrack etc).
Go looking for these CD's and find them if you can. I found our copies at an independent music store in their bargain bin. I encourage you to search them out. The TMBG albums are just superior in every way to the community theatre crap the ABC produces.
TMBG website HERE
My favourite song about 7 HERE (from the album 'Here come the 123's')
Monday, January 25, 2010
Take it off!!
I love food, as regular readers will know.
Some people like food, they way they like music (eg Coldplay, any U2 album NOT produced by Brian Eno and Rob Thomas) . By which I mean cardboard and fancy free range French cardboard will taste about the same to them. They have a narrow range of flavour and sensations and have aspirations of only slightly broadening their pallette depending on which News Corp or Fairfax media outlet they preffer to tell them what to do and think.
I love food. I agree with a passion with Brillat Savarin that a the discovery of a new flavour brings greater joy to mankind than the discovery of a new star. Replace the word 'mankind' with 'my tummy' and we are entirely of one mind. In fact definately replace those words because I hate being hungry, ordering a food favourite, only to be told that some cardboard loving-Coldplay listening-drone has eaten the last one.
I love food, but as I get older my ability to expend the delicious food energy I consume becomes challanged. Especially over Christmas, with its barbies, beer and chips and rich flavoursome meals 3 (and somestimes 4) times a day. Recently I showed some friends a picture of me 20 something years ago and we all laughed at the curly haired youth with the Pixies t-shirt. That person was about 25kgs lighter than I am now.
Some people might be upset y such a difference, I am thrilled. Growing up I was pale, skinny and nerdy. Nowadays I've filled out (still nerdy) and I am happy about that. The difference is I now have to watch what I eat and exercise regularly to combat the sedentary lifestyle of working in an office.
Awesome dosen't just happen people!
After this Christmas I gained 4 kgs, so I am on my second diet ever. Cutting back on sugary foods, processed foods and fried foods (includes beer). As I've stated previously, I love food. My challange, and I am meeting it, is to cook wonderful food from good ingrediants that meet my dietry requirements. Thankfully its easier than you think.
Hope all you Bubba's are off to a good healthy and fit start to the New Year!! Will keep you posted on my progress!
Some people like food, they way they like music (eg Coldplay, any U2 album NOT produced by Brian Eno and Rob Thomas) . By which I mean cardboard and fancy free range French cardboard will taste about the same to them. They have a narrow range of flavour and sensations and have aspirations of only slightly broadening their pallette depending on which News Corp or Fairfax media outlet they preffer to tell them what to do and think.
I love food. I agree with a passion with Brillat Savarin that a the discovery of a new flavour brings greater joy to mankind than the discovery of a new star. Replace the word 'mankind' with 'my tummy' and we are entirely of one mind. In fact definately replace those words because I hate being hungry, ordering a food favourite, only to be told that some cardboard loving-Coldplay listening-drone has eaten the last one.
I love food, but as I get older my ability to expend the delicious food energy I consume becomes challanged. Especially over Christmas, with its barbies, beer and chips and rich flavoursome meals 3 (and somestimes 4) times a day. Recently I showed some friends a picture of me 20 something years ago and we all laughed at the curly haired youth with the Pixies t-shirt. That person was about 25kgs lighter than I am now.
Some people might be upset y such a difference, I am thrilled. Growing up I was pale, skinny and nerdy. Nowadays I've filled out (still nerdy) and I am happy about that. The difference is I now have to watch what I eat and exercise regularly to combat the sedentary lifestyle of working in an office.
Awesome dosen't just happen people!
After this Christmas I gained 4 kgs, so I am on my second diet ever. Cutting back on sugary foods, processed foods and fried foods (includes beer). As I've stated previously, I love food. My challange, and I am meeting it, is to cook wonderful food from good ingrediants that meet my dietry requirements. Thankfully its easier than you think.
Hope all you Bubba's are off to a good healthy and fit start to the New Year!! Will keep you posted on my progress!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Honorable Mentions
Over the Christmas break I read a couple of John Mortimer 'Rumpole' case files. Jolly fun reading (though no exercise in the interpretation of the law). Rumpole spends his time in the courts of London and its environs, defending his clients by providing a reasonable alternative series of events that can in the very least provide grounds for reasonable doubt in a jury.
It has been a reading exercise I have enjoyed so much I have had to put the books down before the character of Rumpole subsumes me. I should mention that I was meandering with out of town friends amongst the stalls and hippies of the St Andrews market when I spied a collected works bargin. Three books of Rumpole for $3, how could I refuse!!
It has been a reading exercise I have enjoyed so much I have had to put the books down before the character of Rumpole subsumes me. I should mention that I was meandering with out of town friends amongst the stalls and hippies of the St Andrews market when I spied a collected works bargin. Three books of Rumpole for $3, how could I refuse!!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Killer Robots
Don't know much about the guy who made this awesome short film.
It's 5 minutes of giant murderous robot rampage!!!
Link HERE
Could Giant Robots be the new craze to replace our waning interest in Zombie hordes? I hope so, roll on battling mecha hero's and villians!!
It's 5 minutes of giant murderous robot rampage!!!
Link HERE
Could Giant Robots be the new craze to replace our waning interest in Zombie hordes? I hope so, roll on battling mecha hero's and villians!!
Monday, January 11, 2010
Housecleaning
Over the weekend we cleaned out the fridge and the pantry. I know it doesn't sound like a Epic Win for the weekend but we learnt a lot from an archaeological perspective.
For example:
The freezer section is a whole other realm of frozen curiosities. Therein lies a plethora of leftovers and soups, empty iceblock cartons and frozen blueberries from last year. We don't often eat the food we freeze as it turns out we don't own a microwave.
To be honest we cleaned out an enormous amount of foodstuffs unfit for human consumption (but not those horrible, horrible Orange biccies) and it was at least a cleansing process. Liberating almost.
So if you are in the neighbourhood, drop by and enjoy our hospitality and eat the last of those awful biscuits so we can get some new ones.
For example:
- Once upon a time we had a problem with the house Alpha Male eating any and all chocolate biscuits that were left in the fridge as a votive offering to his AWESOMENESS. Thus denying the Alpha Female any gifts for visitors who drop by. Solution, buy these Griffins Orange Choc Biccies that are made entirely out of an inedible industrial grade orange substitute. Result: We have 3 month old foodstuffs to serve guests.
- We have doubled up on nearly empty tomato sauce bottles.
- There appears to be no rule for when to discard jam and other preservatives that both lack mold and were placed there last ski season.
- The Back of the Fridge is a place where food goes to become a permanent resident. Once its at the Back of the Fridge, there it stays. Immortal and undying in a sleep of a thousand years or until we have another power blackout.
The freezer section is a whole other realm of frozen curiosities. Therein lies a plethora of leftovers and soups, empty iceblock cartons and frozen blueberries from last year. We don't often eat the food we freeze as it turns out we don't own a microwave.
To be honest we cleaned out an enormous amount of foodstuffs unfit for human consumption (but not those horrible, horrible Orange biccies) and it was at least a cleansing process. Liberating almost.
So if you are in the neighbourhood, drop by and enjoy our hospitality and eat the last of those awful biscuits so we can get some new ones.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Good Advice
Good advice is something that you only realise when you don't take it. It's one of those moments of clarity where you smack the palm of your hand against your forehead and utter the immortal 'D'oh!'.
Then there are those moments when you do take someone's advice and wonder why you didn't do it sooner. In this particular instance I took my Guitar Mentors advice and got me a Lucinda Williams album (Car wheels on a gravel road).
Every song is fantastic. It just fits the mood I'm in musically at the moment. Now I see why we've been playing so much of her music at band practice. So while this may not be everyone's particular cup of tea, it is mine.
There is a lot to be said for giving advice, particularly good advice. So I owe a huge thank you to my Guitar Mentor.
Then there are those moments when you do take someone's advice and wonder why you didn't do it sooner. In this particular instance I took my Guitar Mentors advice and got me a Lucinda Williams album (Car wheels on a gravel road).
Every song is fantastic. It just fits the mood I'm in musically at the moment. Now I see why we've been playing so much of her music at band practice. So while this may not be everyone's particular cup of tea, it is mine.
There is a lot to be said for giving advice, particularly good advice. So I owe a huge thank you to my Guitar Mentor.
Monday, January 04, 2010
Off to a good start
Welcome to 2010 Bubba's!! Who'd have thunk it. 2010 sounds (or sounded) so very futuristic. A pity then we don't have spaceships and moon bases yet. I'm only slightly encouraged by the current PM's funding of the Australian space industry. So probably highly likely we won't see such sights any time soon.
On the other hand we do have a lovelly baby girl who is getting bigger and prettier by the day. My lovelly little girl is also a seasoned traveller who handled a trip to Sydney with ease and a car ride to Canberra without complaints.
Which reminds me, as part of my ongoing and irregular rant about pub food, I would like to thoroughly recommend the kitchen at the Mittagong Hotel (in Mittagong, NSW) for their excellent Chicken Schnitzel and Lambs Fry and Bacon. I'll let you gentle Bubba's decide for yourselves who had what. Both dishes were superb, the chicken was wonderfully dry on the outside yet tender within and the Lambs Fry was frankly as perfect a dish as I would have liked it to have been.
So I recommend with extreme pleasure the Mittagong Hotel. Know this as well, the Mittagong Hotel also serves Catalan style Tapas and the dinning area is festooned with gorgeous flags from the Catalan region. Not bad for country-regional pub.
The Mittagong Hotel gets multiple well feed Ninja Stars of approval: ************
On the other hand we do have a lovelly baby girl who is getting bigger and prettier by the day. My lovelly little girl is also a seasoned traveller who handled a trip to Sydney with ease and a car ride to Canberra without complaints.
Which reminds me, as part of my ongoing and irregular rant about pub food, I would like to thoroughly recommend the kitchen at the Mittagong Hotel (in Mittagong, NSW) for their excellent Chicken Schnitzel and Lambs Fry and Bacon. I'll let you gentle Bubba's decide for yourselves who had what. Both dishes were superb, the chicken was wonderfully dry on the outside yet tender within and the Lambs Fry was frankly as perfect a dish as I would have liked it to have been.
So I recommend with extreme pleasure the Mittagong Hotel. Know this as well, the Mittagong Hotel also serves Catalan style Tapas and the dinning area is festooned with gorgeous flags from the Catalan region. Not bad for country-regional pub.
The Mittagong Hotel gets multiple well feed Ninja Stars of approval: ************
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