Saturday, 16 June 2007

fuckin hottest thing on earth

so fuckin good

show me someone better that has fronted a band EVER and i will eat your poo

totally top 05

and they are in no particular order:

kate bush
debbie harry
joanna newsom
nina simone

Friday, 15 June 2007

absolutely fucked

what the fuck do sinks with two taps exist for ?

who can use them ? how, and why ??

it's either freezing cold, or boiling hot. actually, i lie, there is a split second window you can use the hot tap before it cooks the skin off your hands, then you have to go to the cold, which you will pretty much just end up washing your hands under. and i always find hands washed in cold water are harder to dry. like cold water sticks to them more.

and before you say it, as IF i am going to fill the sink and wash my hands that way. maybe if it was in my own house, but then again i would NEVER live in a house with them. actually i lie again, i have. but i moved out

just get a mixer tap morons

Friday, 8 June 2007

gay as you wanna be

there is no denying that the wizard of oz is the best film ever made, just look to shining beacons like

john waters
gus vant sant
and of course david lynch

for confirmation of this title

and with this shot as one of your screen tests, as if you weren't the right choice

Friday, 1 June 2007

so foul but so good


and ond of these

= heaven

for some reason on my ride into work this morning my mouth was watering, thinking of a bakery meat pie (similar to those served at dinkum's in the block arcade in melbourne. top pies served by some beaut sheilas. and to think it was under threat of closure, by wanker yuppies scoffing their crap dry sushi rolls and diet cokes. hideous) covered in tomato sauce and washed down with an ice cold strawberry big m.

that filthy sweet pink dairy disaster is the perfect foil to the crap meat in an overcooked pastry shell with tangy ketchup running down your hand. i'll take that any day over a pizza nut, a pizza nut, mcrancid, mcrancid, kentucky bleached chicken or a pizza nut

really good. and all the better if you have an apple cake or monkey face on hand afterwards

the last time i had this was last october with poggio in blairgowrie on the way to his birthday party. it was my first meal since arriving in melbourne and it couldn't have been better. we were even served by rose porteous's lost cousin, what a genius. the party was also the best party of last year, except my £100 cardigan was destroyed by a whole bottle of red wine. man

and i'll leave you with this inspired advertising: