Stand clear - neurons firing!
May 11th 2006 03:48
It’s a randomist (ala Ross Noble - and what an ugly muthah he is) kinda day today. I keep having totally incoherent and incongruent and incomprehensible thoughts (call it procrastination – I call it eccentric genius in the making) so I have no choice but to subject you all to said thoughts.
NB: Hardcore review set to land tomorrow, crashing into earth, shaking the very core and breaking all your best champagne glasses – be careful what you wish for!
1. Shane Warne was being discussed with some highschool students I tutor. One sent me an email most concerned about whether he was setting a good example to wannabe cricketeers, citing the recent “alligation” against him. Watch out, it bites!
2. Enough already of the pamphlet prossies and T-shirt tarts around universities at Union Election time (or any election, or sometimes just on days that end in Y it seems). Stop buying friendships and acceptance into the politically ambitious mobs of ignorant famewhores (*tips hat* to Steph who may or may not have coined the term). I’ve recently discovered that cronyism is the unfortunate bastard Siamese twin of democracy (yes I’m sure it’s possible for Siamese twins to have different fathers… yes, so shut up), not to mention the very reason that most edumacated people never go near politics.
Fashion advice on that note: If the T-shirts are cool enough NOT to look like ass-licking propaganda, they’re ineffectual anyway. Get naked. THAT’S cooler. (Back me up Sisi!)
3. What exactly does a pornographer graph?
4. Did anyone else accidentally laugh when Tasmanians were talking about the God Squad being down at the pub after they extracted those two rough diamonds (yep jumping on the feel-good media train) from the Beaconsfield mine? Here was me thinking it was Aus-slang for ‘church affiliate’ – especially after the funeral of the one-that-didn’t-get-away – I was convinced it was the minister or whatever. So I laughed. And now I fear for my life because a bikie gang called the God Squad is coming to get me.
Then again, how scary could they be if they’re called the God Squad?!?! I’ll take em on.
5. Let us finally give a moment to the paradox that is advertising for radio advertising on radio. Let me take you through my logic:
1. Radio ads keep claiming that radio advertising is soooo effective.
2. If radio advertising is soooo effective, they shouldn’t have to advertise it, businesses should want to use it.
3. If businesses thought it was effective, they would fill up the airspace.
4. If airspace was filled with business advertising, it wouldn’t have space for advertising radio advertising on radio.
5. Therefore, advertising lies.
Oh, wait a minute, was this deduction ever in doubt?!? Forget you ever read that. Or, in the alternative, pretend that it was the “amy theorem” that led you to that indisputable conclusion.
6. Not to cut the grass of an affiliated blogsite, but if you need a distraction that will take you more than a few tries to crack, get into this!
Peace out faithful readers, and for caffeine-induced giggles:
"I want you to drink a cup of hot water every morning," prescribed the doctor.
"You gotta be kidding, Doc! I've been doing that for years, but my wife calls it coffee!"
NB: Hardcore review set to land tomorrow, crashing into earth, shaking the very core and breaking all your best champagne glasses – be careful what you wish for!
1. Shane Warne was being discussed with some highschool students I tutor. One sent me an email most concerned about whether he was setting a good example to wannabe cricketeers, citing the recent “alligation” against him. Watch out, it bites!
2. Enough already of the pamphlet prossies and T-shirt tarts around universities at Union Election time (or any election, or sometimes just on days that end in Y it seems). Stop buying friendships and acceptance into the politically ambitious mobs of ignorant famewhores (*tips hat* to Steph who may or may not have coined the term). I’ve recently discovered that cronyism is the unfortunate bastard Siamese twin of democracy (yes I’m sure it’s possible for Siamese twins to have different fathers… yes, so shut up), not to mention the very reason that most edumacated people never go near politics.
Fashion advice on that note: If the T-shirts are cool enough NOT to look like ass-licking propaganda, they’re ineffectual anyway. Get naked. THAT’S cooler. (Back me up Sisi!)
3. What exactly does a pornographer graph?
4. Did anyone else accidentally laugh when Tasmanians were talking about the God Squad being down at the pub after they extracted those two rough diamonds (yep jumping on the feel-good media train) from the Beaconsfield mine? Here was me thinking it was Aus-slang for ‘church affiliate’ – especially after the funeral of the one-that-didn’t-get-away – I was convinced it was the minister or whatever. So I laughed. And now I fear for my life because a bikie gang called the God Squad is coming to get me.
Then again, how scary could they be if they’re called the God Squad?!?! I’ll take em on.
5. Let us finally give a moment to the paradox that is advertising for radio advertising on radio. Let me take you through my logic:
1. Radio ads keep claiming that radio advertising is soooo effective.
2. If radio advertising is soooo effective, they shouldn’t have to advertise it, businesses should want to use it.
3. If businesses thought it was effective, they would fill up the airspace.
4. If airspace was filled with business advertising, it wouldn’t have space for advertising radio advertising on radio.
5. Therefore, advertising lies.
Oh, wait a minute, was this deduction ever in doubt?!? Forget you ever read that. Or, in the alternative, pretend that it was the “amy theorem” that led you to that indisputable conclusion.
6. Not to cut the grass of an affiliated blogsite, but if you need a distraction that will take you more than a few tries to crack, get into this!
Peace out faithful readers, and for caffeine-induced giggles:
"I want you to drink a cup of hot water every morning," prescribed the doctor.
"You gotta be kidding, Doc! I've been doing that for years, but my wife calls it coffee!"
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Comment by Cibbuano
Hunt Famous
Orble Post of the Day
Fat Cult
Techbreak
How do you make the noodles? How do you know when they're done!?
ARGH!
great link, tho...
Comment by amy
Frustration central - probably should have warned anyone who has a problem with time-wasting... then again, it's an online game, what do you expect?