Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Last Daze

Wild ducks fly across the Siberian river at a temperature of around minus 20 degrees

Brrrr, should be around 1 degree at home, going from 25-30 to 1. But it is Christmas time, isnt it ? Hmmmm……..

Right I’m down to my last days in Oz and strangely enough it feels pretty good. I’m doing fine.
Been crashing on couch of Chris and a chick I met a few weeks ago Jamilla.

Funnily enough, was out with Jamilla 2 night’s ago went back to her place, had a few Jim Beams and a smoke or 2. Where there’s smoke there’s fire yeah fire. Maybe with all the bushfires going on, maybe that’s not too good a comment, but it did sound good at the time.
Which reminds me, a not so old but more on the overweight side was getting or trying to get off the tram yesterday and the doors closed on her. Eventually she got off, my comment was ‘Be quick or be dead drawing on my vast metal repertoire and ‘That’s poetry in motion, literally’ and it was the tram nearly took off with her jammed in the door’s and that wouldn’t have been too funny, after a while or maybe it would get funnier as time went on, and on, and on.

Going to the opera tonight with Chris, going to see Turandot. Chinese inspired that was banned up until Sep 1998, laugh at yourself China will you!!

Called up to see Gerard yesterday had Absinth for the first time, might explain how I fell off the bike, hmmm makes sense the more I think about it and especially when I move around.

Haven’t even told you about the mad and stupid landlord trying to stick a knife in me last week, what a silly man.
Got on to the local council to shift his 7 cars and a tow truck parked illegally, even in the ‘No Standing’ area. Unbelievable is all I can say to that, if I parked there for an hour I would get a ticket.

Will have to take Frankie to VCAT court ext year, it’s all a game and I’m super Mario jumping around the place. Wonder when I’ll get super powers.
Started watching Heroes, on of Chris copied off of someone else’s series not yet available in Oz. Anyway it’s good, do yourself a favor and get it on a hard drive and watch it. I’m not a fan of staying in at night .i.e. ‘Can’t do Thursday night, heroes is on at 8.30’ aw boo hoo, your life is being ruled by a little box in the corner of the room, fair enough I suppose. I suppose its better that your life being ruled by a bitch in high heels or not demanding attention, look at me Kimmey!!

Phillips is gone to India, Gerard is off tomorrow, I’m off on Sunday, ‘So Fuc#$n what’ he says. So what indeed, choice bro. [experiment with the English language there, wont now it was a success until Scholars are trawling through my work trying to figure out things like, ‘What drove him on’, ‘Who inspired him’, ‘Who or hat is don don’s’, ‘How did his plots and characters develop’] ok experiment is over, now all I have to do is play the waiting game……………………..

I’m bored, but writing this waffle tends to help


Sometimes in Russia trucks are used as a bridge pier.

This happened in Medvezhjegorsk city, 200 km North from Petrozavodsk in Karelia, Russia.

The driver of the truck tried to pass under the bridge with an opened load body.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Typing away on a Monday arvo, nothing else to do?

Another busy weekend.

What’s the story morning glory? I was reading about the benefits of writing, and their appears to be many benefits for all sort of ‘Things’ going on in your head. So it’s a good idea to do what I’m doing. Defiantly not the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, no not by a long shot.

Among the sensible thing’s I did on the weekend (Before I started partying with Ross and co.) was catching up with Cassie, at the market, the Prahran market to be exact.

I used to go there and have a free breakfast of bits of sausages and crackers and any other free food they were dishing out, some days I hit the jackpot. Great place to eat in an expensive area, and did I say fun, it was that too, Who says the best things in life aren’t free, they are, Prahran market of Saturday, yummy. 

Met up with Cassie’s mom, pretty chilled out, and went to rub the budgies in the flower shop on Chapel st. Not as good as when you come out of Revolver, but that’s another story, I had sleep.

I went to see Cassie’s piece of heaven, yep. I could be comfortable there, if I was settled that is. Not sure if I could get used to the idea of living in the same place for a long time. I like change, one day I might even shape shift. Some people believe in it.

I watched some program where a guy was saying ‘If you believe you can walk through a wall, you can walk through a wall’.

Henry Ford once said ‘If you think you won’t succeed your right twice’ or something like that, Eeek? That didn’t go too well.

Try something else, ok so.

Went to the Belgium Beer garden yesterday, but first I went to word. Not too many people there. Good fun as always.

Met a guy called Rob and is friend, can’t remember her name and had good craic. After they left I walked back to the band and met some other girls and hung out with them for a while, not a ad day in the sun. Not a bad day in all, then I came back to the city and had Hungry Jack’s, and why not, I’m nearly 30 years of age you know ?

Friday I caught up with Matt and went to Brown Alley, some German DJ, Michael Maher I think, and house ort of music up stairs. Good craic.

Met a girl who’s mother was into the German DJ, and, and the mother went clubbing more than the daughter. Hard to believe, but there you go.

Met another girl called Ruby who was shocked when I told her I had female friends, and after telling her that she said ‘You must come and see me in Sandringham, we can go for a walk along the beach, we can go for coffee……’ Very amusing. Have to give her a call, called her, no answer. Such as life.

That’s roughly what happened on the weekend, give or take a few other stories.

Might go the opera this week, more bands, and meet up with the Famous Ross and get the Iriver.
Sharlet mover out, and no bond was forthcoming, same old ding dong, that’s what you get sometimes I guess, when you expect these things it’s not so bad I suppose. I’ll look forward to getting screwed, oh Frank give it to me baby !!

Going to Splodge tonight, should be good. Have to call to the Library and get my Eminem cd back and pick up some other stuff.

Peace out


Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Been a long time, been a long time

Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez (on platform) waves to cheering supporters during his closing campaign rally in Caracas.

Well, well, well

Hmm, better start with the weekend, the last one, if I can recall it. Friday night I stayed local, oh, in fact I went to a festival on the Edinburgh gardens in North Fitzroy, great craic. Early one, went home for a smoke, woke up on my bed at 7am with clothes on, I was going to go to bar open but alas, never made it.

Woke up, finished the beer that was opened and went to sleep.

Woke up again and got up, I’m on a roll now. Walked to the library and found a perfect backpack, with may I add day pack, 2 weeks in Vietnam is probably all the action it’s ever seen. Could not believe my luck, nothing at all wrong with it. There was a printer next to it, should have picked that up too.

Met up with Cassie Bourke in Fitzroy for lunch. Went to the veggie bar and then to the artists market. Cassie was dreading going, well sort of expecting to see crap and ended up loving it. Called into see her friend in Collingwood.

Called into the Tote later was watched a band, met some chick that I was talking to 2 weeks ago in North Melbourne, but talk is cheap and I have lots of it :)

Went back to the festival in North Fitzroy, saw some shows. Ate the food, drank the wine, every body having a good time, but you, you were talking about the end of the world. Well that’s what Bono would say.

Got up next day, bright and early, no sleepin’s for me. No flies on me and off to the Sunday club. Met Ross and his girlfriend, left there and went to South Melbourne for a dim sim, met the Bev and Micks crew back from big night. Their friend (Barman from 2 Floors up) and lots of snake bit was consumed.

Went to the Belgium Beer garden and ad a pretty cool time. Good spot, might go there again next week.

Ben Watt is playing on Saturday night, should be good, big weekend. Friday night in Brown Alley, should be good.

Good link with a difference

Monday, November 20, 2006

Oh the weekend the weekend

Well, trying to remember what happened on the weekend.

I went out with Fuz and Heidi and his French friend, can’t remember his name now,
Went to brown alley, had enough of that then it was off to Revolver, on attempt 2 I got in. Stayed until around 12 noon as per usual, should have gone home, when will I ever learn, never probably. Got home on Saturday around 2pm had a sleep, felt much better indeed. Decided I would have a quiet sort of night, so it was off to the Tote, met some people Nicky, Lou and can’t remember the guy’s name. Then it was off to Jim’s tavern. Yummy Greek food.

Then it was off to my place to view the city lights have a beer and smoke. Nicky had a voice mail of a guy that had Turrets syndrome. The voicemail contained some impromptu comments ‘I don’t know where you are’, ‘Show us your pink bits’, very amusing party piece.
Went to the Sunday club in the city, had a bit of a dance, met some people and went to Revolver after Revolver I went with an Indian chick to The Vineyard, had another dance and met 2 dental nurses one of them I going out with an Irish nerd, there you go, then I got a taxi home. Story.

Should do some more productive things on the weekend, hmm. But that’s not going to happen, met some good people though, not that bad and had fun to boot, there you go, not too shabby.

Recording more in the mix music, Anthony Pappa to be exact, much better than his earlier stuff.

Met a chick at the Sunday club that’s a fan of Inthemix music, it would be interesting to meet up with her to give her all the music I’ve been recording.

Peace out, for now :)

Friday, November 17, 2006

Memories of my dog Alf

Cute puppy isn’t it ? Apparently it’s a half dog, half cat. The dirty dog, it’s the offspring Alf was always trying to have, god bless his little soul.

Well it’s Friday afternoon, I’ve done feck all this week again as per usual and loving it, the finishing line is well within sight and I’m going to power home over the finish line. Just had a flashback of Guerilla tactics I employed against my landlord, not that I would get the blame. But the landlord will be hopping mad at the girls or maybe at everyone, the Metallica song, 'Am i evil.....yes i am', or maybe he's getting his Karma that he's been dishing out for so long. Getting it from me !!

I used to be an altar boy you know? No one ever suspects the altar boy, did I tell you I had my photo taken with the Bishop? I didn’t, well I’m telling you now.

Recorded heaps of Ben Watt and I’m going to get more, all his friends are on his site, your supposed to pay and only listen, but I’ve got the recording down to an art and I’m grabbing it all, gimme, gimme, gimme !!!

Must print out my Spanish homework and do that Monday, life is tough, he he.
Subscribed to lots of new Pod casts today and watched a documentary that was asking the question, ‘Did Aliens create the Pyramids’. Some people think so, let them off, you have to have something to believe in I suppose, even if it’s half baked idea, or not.

Good link easy_mental_multiplication

Maybe it’s time to ring people, why not waste a more time before I go out for a beer with Fuz and Heidi.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Blizzard of oz

Going to see Malmsteen later, I have a spare ticket, hmmmm. I wonder who will be coming with me ?
I actually wrote an SMS to Jo, but since I deleted her number and all her messages, I guess I cant contact her, such a pity.........well maybe not. Time to move on. :)

I know I’ll feel like a kid with Malmsteen tearing it up, cant wait my friend.

Went out to lunch with wine, free of course, Ignatio did a big thank you to everyone, thanks for what, I haven’t done anything ? Well I lie a little there, I have been downloading and recoding a bit of music, but what’s a guy like me to do ? If I didn’t do that I would be doing absolutely nothing, I’ doing it for my sense of self worth, it makes me feel important, even if it has absolutely nothing to do with work. Well life cant be all about work, can it.

No regrets here my friend, I’ll look back on this contract and say ‘That was the best job I ever had ?’ only because I didn’t have to do anything and no one cared. Yep I think I’ll die a happy fellow reminiscing on that one.

Didn’t do any Spanish today, that’s the beauty of the iRiver, I’ll do it on the way to St Kilda, you little beauty !!!

Give it up, yeah! (Ben Watt song)

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Sydney baby yeah

So where did I leave off last ?

Some where last week, early last week I think it was.
Well what happened since then Kieran ? Well I’ll tell you.

Met Mr. Phillips last week for coffee and he mentioned the Newtown festival and how he was going. I didn’t think much of it until I was walking back and I had to book a ticket to Sydney. Good idea.

Took a half day on Friday and day off on Monday, good idea.

Got Chris to drive me to the airport, good idea, got there on time. Great all was going well, but I noticed they were only boarding a pane to Perth, something was not right.

Checked my email, realized the flight was from Tullamarine, eek !!

Managed to ring up and get the flight changed, only cost me $5.50 too, I thought it was $50, but I didn’t care. I should have been sipping beers on the harbor, but it wasn’t to be. No problem, got to Newtown for around 9ish in the end, no worries.

Saturday night had a party with Simon's mates, took a few good photos too. Ended up getting a Taxi there, it was nowhere where I thought it was. Redfern is a big place, or so it seems to me anyway

I went as a rock star (In get up from last year, I like the clothes though). Fell asleep in the downstairs part of the house, good sleep.

Woke up and I was off out the door, take me to the festival. Taxi back.

The dog show was good craic as always, hung out by the DJ section for most of the day, missed Bass Kleb, saw Bec Patterson, the English chick I was hanging out with thought she was good.

Went for a beer in the Carlyle and low and behold I saw Jane sitting on the bar like she had never moved, had a beer with her and her friend and it was back to the festival.

Met one of the girls from the Coopers Lisa near the Courthouse, she told me she was thinking about me the other day, very strange indeed!

Hung out with the English for a while, she cooked dinner I got the wine and it was back out to see what was on offer in Newtown. Went to the @Newtown, looks more classy now.

Monday I woke up, that was a good start, checked out, called into Startcorp or bCode as it’s now called. That was a good laugh took a few photos, back on the harbor baby. James, Raena and Mr. Mak are the only surviving members, the cat doesn’t have any teeth apparently, hmmm to be expected really.

Ohh, had a thought there 32 days until I leave, I leave the same day as my work Christmas party in the Fitzroy Bowls club, I’ll be going to the real Christmas weather my friend, don’t worry about me.

Went to Bondi, called into the Lets go surfing (Where I bought all my surf gear) and had a chat.

Went to the walk to Coogie, met an awesome chick from Yorkshire, Lindsey, great craic. Got a few photos too. I was too occupied with saying good bye to her that I forgot to pay, probably didn’t occur to her either. I was happy to have met her and she was happy to meet me, then we went our directions.

I did email her yesterday and offer her a flight to Melbourne if she wanted to come down, chances of that now are very slim my friend, very slim. No regrets on my part thought.

Now I’m back to work, going to see Malmsteen tomorrow, should be great.

That’s it for now :)

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

I have a dream, a song to sing

Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez campaigns ahead of the December 3 presidential elections in a neighbourhood in the capital city, Caracas.
If you want to know someone, walk a mile in their shoes.

I’m wearing size 11, not sure if many people could do that, I remember trying to buy shoes in Malaysia. A truly trying experience, just go to the big shopping centre if your size 11 my friend, don’t even waste any time shopping for bargains, there are none, not in size 11 anyway.

Listening to Foo fighters Another Round, I remember they were big supporters of Bush, in the US. The only reason I heard them was because of the 2 boys stuck down the well in Tassie, Timmy O’Tool and his friend.
Speaking of them, they have now released a book of their ‘Experiences’, cant believe it, they spend 2 weeks down a hole and the rest of their lives milking it. Well I suppose I beats having to go back down the hole.

What happened last night, oh the usual, went to Spanish class and that was good, things are starting to click. Went to the Empress for a beer and started talking to a guy Brendan, met the guy next to him when the conversation drifted to Colbert and Daily Show, have to check out Colbert roasting of Bush. In fact I’ll do it right now. Err, maybe in a bit when peering eyes are off. So writing it is.

After The Empress, we went to Bar Open, met a few people there and go out of there around 3am. Such as life, but what else would you expect from me? Huh ?

Started transcribing Spanish into a note book, technically Telstra owns my Spanish notes and In the Mix DJ sets, Intellectual property I think it’s called. Not sure if they would want it though, might not fit in with the scheme of things ?

Had a quick look at my notes from hanging out in Thailand, brought back a few memories, that’s only the start of it, there is more to come my friend, more.

I wrote around Jan 2000, that I wanted to learn Spanish, well nearly 6 years on, I’m doing it, I wonder what will come if, I always wanted to learn Spanish, sounds like a cool language, I’ve always liked Spanish people for some reason, maybe it was because of Barcelona ? And there’s South America, has to be done me boy.

Sandra from the Empress daughter went to Argentina and was so sick that she went blind for 3 days, I’ve heard some stories but that takes the biscuit, would be really scary too to go blind. Flashback to Vang Vien after that Milkshake that I should of only drank half, when will I learn moderation, good job I don’t get too paranoid, well not yet anyway, and there’s always time, might just slow down a bit, I have things to do on Saturday, get a jacket, another $10 job on Chapel, might get 2, to be sure, to be sure and a haircut.

Might try and get a blood test today and see how I’m traveling, could find out about the tropical diseases stuff, yes I think I will. Good idea.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Tuesday with Kieran

Camels at the long-week cattle fair in Pushkar, India.

Got locked out this morning for the first time.
Couldn’t believe it, after all the states I’ve been in over the past few weeks, this time I had actually been sober, and going out to work, or going out to give the impression of work and closed the door behind me, and walk down the road, everything was cool, then I thought, something’s not right. Hands in the pockets, oh no, no wallet, no money, did remember to ring my phone though.

Called Sharlet, no answer, sent her a text, called Frank the landlord, that apparently does not give bond money back, time will tell, if I was going to be around, I wouldn’t worry about it too much, waited on the street for about 50 minutes, called Sharlet again, then eventually she came out, not a morning person there and saw Frank as I came out the door, very riveting morning.

Went to see a movie last nigh, ended up seeing ‘Little miss sunshine’, good movie about a family that drive 1000 miles across America so that their daughter can enter a beauty contest, and she ends up doing a bit of a striptease. Very funny

Went to bar open on the way home and met a 50 year old woman Keri, and ended up talking to her until 2am, chatting and having a laugh. Reminds me of the days of hanging out with Jo in the Empress.

Transferred the rest of the money to her account, I hope it gives her some happiness.

Listening to Madonna, on a set by ‘Tones - Musica Summer Series October 2006 Promo’, not bad. Should probably go and see a band this week, where’s the rock and roll. Might go Salsa dancing on Thursday, meet up with Jo tomorrow and have a beer and a laugh and Friday, well Friday always takes care of Friday. Housemate Rob is moving out on Friday. He as not told Frank (I-don’t-give-bond-money-back), bit of a running trend there I think ? Hmmm.....

Friday, October 27, 2006

Nothing better to do ? Write in a blog

From Russia with gloves ... the collection by Russian label Fresh Art was a stand-out at this year's Russian Fashion Week in Moscow. Photo: Reuters

Ok so he says.

Went out to St Kida last night to see, drop the lime, called into the saint first for a BBQ, called into the Saint for the BBQ, thanks to Ross for pointing that one out to me. I think I’ll be going back, beats Archie’s I suppose.

After that I strolled down to the Espy for a second dose of Drop the lime, not bad. The first gig was better though.

Went over to Chapel st with Ross to Q Bar, I love queuing up as you might know, some how Ross was able to call someone who called someone and I was on the guest list, amazing.

Was escorted to the door maybe 2 hours later, too much aint good enough, too much just aint enough, breathing’s bout the only thing I do too much that aint enough.

Had enough, going home for a power nap.

Bye bye

Thursday, October 26, 2006

The steeple to a church is surrounded by fall foliage along Route 16 east of Waynesboro, USA.

Went and saw a gig last night, in case your were wondering, and some of probably weren’t even wondering that at all. I hope someone gets a laugh or even some benefit from my fingers racing across this laptop, it is giving me something to do.

Have to get onto the BBC Spanish later, but I am supposed to be working, and that would be taking the piss as there happens to be people doing ACTUAL work right behind me, well it depends what you call real work, some might say, ‘Working in an office, that’s not real work’. I have no idea myself, it’s been that long since I did any, if I had to do even a few hours a day of any work, I’d probably think it was slave labor.

Downloading music and recording music is the only hard slog I’ve been doing, how bad.

Anyways, went to see ‘Drop the Lime’ and ‘Kid 606’, ‘Drop the Lime’ was really cool, I think I’ll go again tonight, best DJ in a long time, and free too to boot.

Going to go to The Oaks day, or the races on the 8th of Nov, lots of chicks I’m told, o and it is ladies day, bit a clue there.

Heading to the horse bazaar in Northcote tomorrow, lots of things on, and too little time.

Got the cash from Excel coal, will do the final transfer to Jo’s account to morrow, she gets 90% of the profits and I still come out on top, I really hope she puts it to good use, and no blow it all in Revolver, but I suppose your only young once, so you might as well go hard or go home.

Listening to DJ ESP, if it weren’t for Jo and inthemix, I might not have discovered this music, I’d be hanging out at the Tote, Eeek !!

So there you go, off for a spot of lunch at the Queen Vic markets, come back do some Spanish, Feck off home, got to St Kilda later.

Bye bye

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

I like sunsets, ok ?

One of those world-famous Arizona sunsets
is perfectly reflected in the mirror-like water
of a resort golf course lake in the desert of
the Superstition Mountain foothills, Arizona

One of my favourite scenes from the Big Lebowski
"I was gonna fuck you in the ass Saturday! I fuck you in the ass on Wednesday instead!"

So what am I going to say to you, maybe thank god I’m doing Spanish, and it’s keeping the mouse in my head busy, because if he wisent busy he would be killing be, well and truly.

Read a good quote there ‘Without music, life would be a mistake.’, how true.

Booked the lonely planet book for Argentina, doing Spanish now, why not combine the two, makes sense to me, why Fu@#in not he says.

They are 85 % descended from European, hey I’m European ? Or a Homer Simpson, Hey I’m a guy like me ! I sure am, I sure am.

Whets happened since I lasted posted, better go and check first before I write any more crap.

Right I’m back, it appears as if I didn’t tell you about the weekend

Well, went out on Friday, was going to have a quiet one, went to Bar open, just for one last beer. Met 2 girls that were about to leave. Denise and her sister I think, they said they were twins, but what else would 2 girls out for a laugh say?

Denise was going to come to the Caufield cup, but she got home and announced to me that she wanted to have 10 hours sleep, get up at 12 noon, and it’ll take me about an hour to do my hair, sure love we might get there when everyone else is leaving.

I went, got some photos of some people I met, came home, decided to call into Chapel street on the way home, for a beer of course.

Went to Blue bar, and had a laugh. Couldn’t get into any of the bouncer type pubs, no suits I’m afraid, and certainly no suits by themselves, which I could say I was

Continued to St Kilda, met Ross just as he was coming out of the Saint across from the Snake pit for some fresh air and off I was to Twister why not.

Put the suit jacket rolled up under my arm and off in I went, camera in the pocket, but at this stage I didn’t give 2 Fuc%s. Just some fun for me please and maybe a little beer.

I remember meeting people as I was coming out at 7 am in the morning, came out and 2 guys were fighting, let them off I thought. Who cares, it’s the morning. If you meet people that are not I a good mood in the morning, don’t bother with them, so said an old French guy leaving Sri Lanka, and think he wisent too far off of the mark.

Had a bit of a rest across from the Vineyard and went home, Cheery Bomb was closed, what a Fuc$*n waste of time, went to Vineyard in St Kilda, good spot for a Sunday session, since I cant do the Revolver thing anymore, it will have to be my thing.

Went from there to Honky Tonks and was really hungry, BBQ was late starting, I think I had a power nap and was escorted to the door, I wisent too fussed, me need some sleep. So went to Maccers ad a feed and it was off home for me.

Went to see Megadeth last for nostalgia reasons, Simon P was saying it would be worth it and it was, spent $18 ringing him so that he could hear too. Called into Mc Mahons and conversed on the finer differences between Megadeth and Metalica, but the Megadeth fans weren’t having any of it, no way.

Called into the Bar Open on the way home and had a beer out the back, met some guys, one of them was a doctor, hard to believe, he seemed to lack the aura of ‘I’m a doctor’, that doctors seem to convey.

Going to see kid 606 later

Time will tell, maybe Cloheesy might come along and venture past postcode 3000.

Till the next time.


Friday, October 20, 2006

Breakfast Borat?

... a waiter serves the national dish of Kazakhstan, beshbarmak - boiled sheep's head - at the Essyk traditional restaurant in Almaty.

Now that Borat has been invited to Kazakhstan, who’s laughing now. He probably wouldn’t go anyway, he’s be probably stoned as soon as he got off of the airplane, camel, horse, tractor or however one makes it to that glorious country.

Well well, could be the races on the weekend, not looking like good weather, but should be good anyway, you cant have sunshine all year round and I should know this better than anyone.

Started learning Spanish, it will keep my mind off of other things, like how she seems to be back to the way she used to be, the way I liked it. Sometimes if you want something you have to travel in the opposite direction.

Have to go home first after work and of all feckin things change my pants, or else people might see my arse, not that that would be a bad thing, saw a guy once walk down King street in Sydney with the back cut out of his leather pants, I though e was brave, maybe if I went out someone might thing I was brave, or just bash me, again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and. There you go the truth comes out eventually, and as Jimi Hendrix once said ‘Eventually’, never before was a truer word spoken.

Haven’t done any work this week, been doing an online course in Spanish and I managed to record the phrases on to my iriver so that I can revise where ever I am, nice one, now all I have to do I remember what it all means, hmm that the whole point of this blog to figure out what it all means, fecked if I know, you’ll have to ask someone else that one pal, you really will.

Really happy I worked things out relatively with Jo and didn’t aver to deal with lawyers, that would have been all too much, too too much.

I think there’s an Irish horse running tomorrow at Caufield, saw a horse I the listing today and it was something like ‘Gentle lover’, it was funny anyway.

Have to go to Exhibition st on Monday morning to see a guy doing the work I’m supposed to be doing, could be another Honky Tonks Sunday night, and why not ?
It’s all good fun.........until someone losses an eye that is!!!

Maybe it’s tie to head off home. Good idea !!

Saw Fred Negro in the pub last night, I was telling how Mam though he was a ‘Nice fellow’, and he is too as he rightly pointed out, very true. I might even appear on his strip, with luck. That would be one to write home about, or SMS. Saw Eoin’s phone book on the net, one name caught my eye, Huny Lips, very good indeed!!

Till the next time

Thursday, October 19, 2006

If honesty was my only excuse

Giant panda cub Tai Shan during the opening of the Giant Panda Habitat and Asia Trail at the National Zoo in Washington.

Listening to the Mick Molloy on tough love on the ITunes pod casts

They are rambling on about pick up lines, among other things, ‘Is that a ladder in your stocking or is it a stair way to heaven’. Classy stuff.

Missed a few postings, but who cares.

Was going to pick Chris up on Tuesday and was passing the Language centre and thought to meself, ‘I wonder if they have any Spanish classes on’. So in I goes and low and behold, I signed up, now it’s Thursday and I’ve been listening to some Spanish on Pod casts and looking at some stuff on the BBC Spanish learning website.

Good stuff, it will keep me busy for the next few week’s. Weather as been pretty good for the last few weeks and the Caulfield cup is on this weekend, off racing it is for me.

Ross is going as well, good stuff, it will be an all dayer, converted the ‘Thin Lizzy’ 1971 album to .mp3 yesterday, rocking stuff. Cant get enough of that wonderful stuff. It was my favorite album when I first heard it, and it still is.

Have to go to Collins st and see what testing Bob Beers is doing, apparently he is doing the testing I’m supposed to be doing. I will be 6 months in Telstra and the only work I will have done here is download music, what a laugh. 6 odd weeks to go to the great escape. Should be good.

Speaking of work, time to record music and Feck off to Collins st.

Bye bye


Monday, October 16, 2006

When you take a picture of something you see.

This one can remind some castle from “Star Wars” but in fact it’s a place in which Soviet marriage events were held in Tbilisi, Gergia. In Russia and in USSR marriage doesn’t occur in the church, it happens in a special house called “Palace of The Marage”. It is so still nowadays, though after getting married in such place couple can visit a church.

Story Kieran ? Well the story is, and has been a fair amount of going out. Went to Honky tonks on Friday, had a goat beer at the Gin Palace with a guy on a different project, Ian.

Went to Honkytonks and danced there until the early hours ad swung around on the pole, thought someone went of with my jacket, but no.
Got a message from Matt to go to The Lounge, so off I went, didn’t need to be asked twice my friend.

Went on a bit of a pub crawl of Fitzroy on Saturday and had a good laugh, met lots of good people. Met some pretty cool people on the way into the city and went to the QBH, broke all my rules and waited over 1 hour to get in, Jimmy Van M was playing, he wasn’t that great, the set of his on the Iriver was much better, hung out with the 18-25 youth of Australia, felt a bit old there.

Met a girl that was waiting for the trams to get going and only had $6, so I ended up shouting her a few drinks, she ended up telling me she was in year 12. I was waiting for cheery bomb to open, so I ended hanging out with some people on Smith st, then I met more people on Smith st, did the cherry bomb thing, then went to the lounge, then over to Honky Tonks, left there at 4am or there abuts and woke up at 10.15, luckily the pressure isn’t on at work

Spring carnival is on, so I think it will be the races and not too much partying this weekend, hmmm well I’ll give it a go anyway ?

Friday, October 13, 2006

Been watching a fair bit of Stephen Colbert in the last few months, just about anything a can find. He kick ass while still being funny, he’s a funny guy.

Made a silly promise to myself that I wouldn’t have a too big a night tonight, got a message from a girl I met last week to go to Honky tonks, I don’t have to be asked twice. Ok so, free beer at 6, might pop along, bit of a BBQ going on too. Nice people too, well the ones I met anyway.

Went to see mountains in the sky last night in the Northcote social club, the laser show before hand must have been very artistic and all that because I thought it was the biggest heap of crap, the biggest. Had a good laugh at the bar though, met heaps of people and had a good time. Called into see Gerard on the way back and had a beer with him. Taxi hoe and popped into Bimbos for a beer, then home to the bed.

Woke up and was ready to go to work before 8am, that was a good thing, decided to lie down on the bed and rest, ok, I think I’m with you so far. What happened ? Well I fell asleep, didn’t I ? Got into work for around 10.15, who cares, not me I’m afraid.

Talked to Simon P., he’s on a crusade to evict squatters from a national park in South Sydney, he’s found his cause in life, a slum lord without the slum, out peasants, out I say. He was telling me they had a Tooheys New flag flying, they might have been better off having a Greenpeace flag flying.

Went down to see the Seashepherd boat, amazing bunch of people, they ram illegal whaling boats
The girl on the tour was saying that 80% of what drift nets catch they throw back on but, the fish have their mouths ripped off, so they cant much their food too good.

A half of all fish that is caught goes to cheap protein feed for cows, did you know that ?
4000 liters of water are needed for 1 kg of meat, did you know that ? No I didn’t, I really didn’t.

Peace out

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Busy as a bee, well almost

Cool pic, eh ?

It' roasting hot outside, and it’s nearly 5 o clock. There’s a group called ‘Mountains in the Sky’ playing in the Northcote Social club later, might pop along. Might check out the Bunker Lounge too, and there’s a bar near where the second Don don’s is, might check that out. All in all, a lot of checking things out. Check, testing, 1 – 2.

Right, so what made the news. Not much really, oh, one thing, looks like the world could be going into a nuclear war, pretty funny with all the talk about Saddam having Weapons of Mass Destruction, and it was North Korea all along, they know exactly what he has too because they sold the weapons to them, Donald Rumsfeld was on the Board of directors of a company that sold them too. Now Donald doesn’t like his pal in North Korea, but I guess life can be like that sometimes, enemies can become friends and friends can become enemies.
I remember that from the 3 day meditation course in Darmasala, India. Nice place to go to, sometimes anywhere is a nice place to go to. So anyway listening to Mountains in the sky, not bad for a Thursday night. I think I’ll go.

Read Danny Katz rant on the paper, he’s about the only ‘Journalist’ if you could call him that that’s worth reading, I’m always wondering after reading him. What was he on about ? But a good read all the same.

Times a wasting, I’m off.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Zie is hot hot hot

Photo of a candle at zero gravity, cool eh ?

Recording ‘Blueprint 2006 Promo’, sounds good to me.
Why not, am I too old to be living the way I do, certainly not. How else would I live, underwater, under the sea...... just like the snorks, well that was a fantasy of Homer Simpson also.

Went and saw a play last night, is was ‘Love at fast sight’, actually it was 2 plays I saw.
After watching ‘Love at fast sight’ I had a beer at the bar with the bar people, then the actors. Then we went upstairs to see a play about how ‘in love’ this couple were, and maybe they still are. Got a free kit kat, got to love that.

One of the actors from Queensland came in late with food and said ‘If anyone has the munchies, let me know where the pot is at’, Great quote.

Sun is out, pretty warm today. Made the appointment to make the tax return later. Might have a beer somewhere while I wait for the appointment at 7.45pm, better get that one out of the way.
Have to go and get the parking permit tomorrow morning at the Collingwood town hall, I sent it in a Telstra postage paid envelope, maybe the postage wasn’t paid after all. Fuc*&n Bas#$%ds is all I can say.

So I’ll be a bit late into work, who cares, you’ll still get the blog entry tomorrow, you vulchers, you just want more and ore of me every time, hold on, whats the intended audience of this again. Oh yeah, it’s me. That’s ok so, as you were.

Now that I’ve gotten a good review in front of my consultant lead I can go back to skiving off, the ‘Oh, I must look out the widow behind you for no apparent reason, and oh what are you looking at, god, I would never look at that sort of thing, because I’m such a serious consultant, well that’s what I wan the whole world to think, even if you don’t think like me, you can try and be like me every way’

Rant rant rant, do you do anything else, hmmm nope.

Some Thursday sessions are starting up in the city, I was thinking of going to some salsa dancing, but you cant have your cake and eat it, you could do a bit of a Spike Millian and stick your whole face into the cake, class.

So by this tie tomorrow I should have parking sorted out, and oh did I tell you someone backed into my car and drove off without leaving any details.
I would have done the same thing, if it was a new car, I’d be going mad, but who cares ?

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Look, look, its me and i can fly

A Gulf Fritillary butterfly stops for some nectar from a Yellow Gold Lantana bloom in South Tyler, USA. Photo: AP

I think i’ll come back as a butterfly, if I come back at all. I’m not guarenting anything.
If there is a better planet out there, where it rains expensive cocktails and people with beer bellies are worshiped like living gods, I just might go there. Which leads on to the next question, if i’m a butterfly that might not be my scene, dont think butterfly’s have beer bellies, a bit hard to fly i’d imaging. Hmm, i’ll get back to you on that one.

Read a quote today by one of the founders of Google, ‘The average blogger has 1 reader, the bloger’, hmm, if your reading this and your name happen’s to be Kieran, thats ok. If your name is not Kieran, feck off !! Or go out and change your name to Kieran, as you can tell i’m aiming prety low and meetng all targets, nice one.

Heading to see a play tonight, and the funny thing is I have been meaning to see a play in North Melbourne as part of the Fringe festval, met the crew, seemed to be enjoying life and why not.

Started reading ‘The dice man’ by Luke Rhinehart. It was recommended highly by Simon P as a book I would really like, I think he’s on the money. I started flipping a coin last week as a way of rebelling against myself. I read once every day we have millions of choices and and at the end of the day, whether or not it was good or bad is entirely our fault.
I crossed the road this morning walking into the city to be on the sunny side of the road. A few minutes I crossed back to the same side further down the road and it wasn’t until I crossed back that I realized what I had done and I was on the shady side of the street.

Most of the choices we make are the sub concise ones, it could be good fun to try it out for a while ?
Recording the M.Y.N.C. Project - 30 Min Hotmix, not bad, not bad. Getting tonnes of music, it would be a shame not to pass some of it on, if your still reading this and your name is switched to Kieran in the last few minutes, good one! Just tell your parents your old name wasn’t good enough, let me know and I can give you heaps of electronic music. There, that was a nice offer, perks of having a name change.

Monday, October 09, 2006

The future is thing of the past

Blue light bathes the fountains and obelisk in Paris's Place de la Concorde. The city stayed up all night on Saturday for its fifth annual festival "Nuit Blanche" or "Sleepless Night"

It surly is, well, it’s that time of the week, to ask the question, ‘Well, what happened on the weekend’ and what a weekend it was too!!

Headed to Two floors up on Friday night, there was no one there, so I got the pass out and headed to Brown alley, it was pretty busy, not much room to move, then went to Two floors up and then walked home, headed to the recovery on Smith, cant for the life of me remember what the name of the place is, it doesn’t really matter, as long as the words keep coming out, the right words that is. John Askew is playing on his Beirut mix, nice one John.

The logical side of my brain was telling me as I walked there, it wont be open, the optimistic side of my head was telling me, ‘Yes it will’ and it was going on and on like a broken record until I got there, and yes it was open, so in I went, hardly anyone there, good music, I was told it opens at 7am every second Saturday, might set a reminder to that one.

Back to Saturday morning, hung out with the crew on Smith st, had a beer at Reed st or whatever the place is called, I was a it off me head as can be expected from the likes of me, went home, then off to Richmond for a beer, a warm up beer before Gods kitchen.

Then I was passing the Marquis of Lawn and the sign said, ‘Beer here’, I thought, that sounds like a good idea, so in I went and out I came with a beer in hand and proceeded to talk to some locals and a Canadian chick that was advising me to get some sleep and lot’s of other advice, not that listen to much of it.

Gods Kitchen it was, and I was off. Talked to some guys before going in, it was pretty funny to watch the sniffer dogs by the front gate, everybody hanging back, watching, watching, dog is lead 20 meters away, a flood of people go for the gates. The cops were probably having a great laugh, some people got busted too apparently, probably every body could have been busted for something.
Hung out with some people there had a laugh, bought a wrist band for $10, the girl selling it was on the hard sell, I was told it would attract the opposite sex.

On to Sunday events went to Cheery bomb again, really good music, at one stage, I wanted to leave and go and meet some people, I did what any logical thinking would do and flipped a coin, the coin in it’s infinite wisdom said to stay put, stayed for a while, until they were closing up and off up the road for beer, was talking to the gay guy with the white little dog, nice dog for a bit, the fun started to dry up when I had to pay for the beers.

Went home, went out for a beer in Bar open, 2 girls came in and said they wanted to have a smoke, so it was off to my place, the roof top garden could have been built for that specific purpose, one of the girls was pretty keen on displaying her Mickey mouse underwear and red bra, I don’t believe I discrimination, the funny thing is, one of the girls announced to the bar beforehand that I was taking the 2 of them home, which was kind of true, kind of.

Next, they did what any thankful guests would do and bought me a hot chocolate.
After all of that some would have thought, ‘God, I’m tired, I think I’ll go to sleep’, some would have yes, not me.

I wanted to go to 2 floors up, but it wasn’t open by, let me think, was it 10.15pm or 11.15 pm ? It was one of them, so off I went to honky tonks, no DJ in the toilet this week, go invited to a play about speed dating, flash back’s about stories about Aidan and Elaine.
So, told the boss on Friday I was dropping a friend off at the airport on Monday, just in case I wanted to go out on Sunday night, and do you know what? I did.

Very handy when your strolling home around 5pm, and waking up at 10.15 am, luckily I have imaginary friends and airport stories or else could have been, well, I think the term would be ‘Unprofessional’, me, I don’t really care, thank you very much, very much indeed.

One of the girls I Cherry bomb had an idea for a T-Shirt, ‘Say no thank you to drugs, use your manners’ Reminded of that guy in Amsterdam that got offended when I tried to ignore when he was trying to peddle heroine and cocaine, drug pushers have feeling’s too, I now know.

No sleep until around after 5am this morning and I feel fine.

Was telling some people on the weekend, if i have another big weekend i will be writing an obituary for my beer belly, christened ‘Bruce McCallmy’ years ago in the Courthouse bar in Newtown, Sydney. We had such good times, but i really feel like it is time to move on, i might give it a whirl for a bit and see how i get on. The belly is on it’s last legs, i think it could be time to take it off of life support.
That was the weekend, all in all. Good.

Friday, October 06, 2006

This is not a waste of time

Ed and Mary Ann Murdock enjoy the autumn colours while paddlng their canoe near their home in Turner, Maine.
Nice one Ed and Mary

Yes, it’s that time again. My buddy Simon Philips thinks writing in a blog is a waste of time, I on the other hand do not. I really don’t. It could be, but my brain does not agree, so, I win and I’m off again, the fingers are flying across the keyboard again.

I’m listening to John Askew in Beirut and all is ok.
Nice day outside, going to be a great weekend, the only problem with thinking it’s going to be a good weekend is, when you think your going to have a good time, you ever do, or you don’t to the extent if you said ‘I’m going to just have a few beers’, or ‘I’m just going to read my book’ and you end up coming home next day.
They’re the best night’s out.

God’s kitchen, that will be interesting, pub crawl with a few tonight, 1 of them apparently doesn’t drink, he could be converted by the end of the weekend !!

Called up to the backpackers at lunch, wasn’t sure if I should have a beer, so I flipped a coin, it was heads for a beer, tails for a sprite, it was a beer. The coin always knows best. Simon P recommended a book called ‘The dice man’ where the dice made all his decisions for him, a way of rebelling against the system and himself. The coin works for me ad it does make things interesting.

More water, drink more water, it was like I was on water restrictions last week. Master craft are playing in Brown Alley, Arumba is on, Two Floors up is on, would be interesting if the bouncer bullshit is on again this week, probably not so bad on a Friday.

Haven’t been to eurotrash yet, I think I know where it is, I now a good place where I think it is, if that is making any sense to you, nope he says, come to think of it, me neither, confusion, confusion, cushion, constipation and all the c words are setting in.

Alliteration, I think it’s called.

Educational bit.
# Resemblance of sound, especially of the vowel sounds in words, as in: “that dolphin-torn, that gong-tormented sea” (William Butler Yeats).
# The repetition of identical or similar vowel sounds, especially in stressed syllables, with changes in the intervening consonants, as in the phrase tilting at windmills.

The repetition of the same sounds or of the same kinds of sounds at the beginning of words or in stressed syllables, as in “on scrolls of silver snowy sentences” (Hart Crane). Modern alliteration is predominantly consonantal; certain literary traditions, such as Old English verse, also alliterate using vowel sounds.

Something I found about how writing being good for you, ok now enough of that.
Simons wrong!!

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Login drama ramas

Popular tourist attraction, Mount Moses in the Sinai Peninsula. According to the Old Testament, this is where Moses received the Ten Commandments from God.

It’s that time again, do a bit of writing and everyone thinks I’m hard at it, working, or at least thinks I’m not watching Borat and laughing my head off. Well I like laughing my head off, so why not ? Why not indeed ?

What news to report today ? Went to Fitzroy Shorts last night, short movie night in Fitzroy, got a free pass for 2 to see the Macbeth movie and lat it, well no big deal, I was thinking maybe it’s the universe’s way of telling me not to go, I heard it got bad reviews, plus one from the universe. Not a good review. Read a great restaurant review and the whole review was about the couple kissing next to him, and the last line was ‘..and the food wasn’t and either’, class’. Saw another one once and the reviewer said ‘I didn’t have time to listen to the album, but..’ and he went to review the album cover, another good review.

Got on to student flights again, to book the flight home, I was told it could be our last Christmas together, obviously there’s plans for people to start dropping off like flies somewhere, obviously.

Managed to get my login suff fixed, now I can check my email by going into a conference room, very innovative indeed.

Might go to the Erin radio theatre tonight, I’m sure the place across the road does $8 steak, maybe next week. Was getting the evil eye yesterday for watching Borat, word’s were flowing in middle management, none of them have trickled down to my level as yet, but since I haven’t signed an extension past Christmas they couldn’t be bothered saying anything, god knows why I’m even here, oh yeah to do alarms testing, that is my purpose, sounds a bit hi tech, but it never is, maybe that’s a good thing.

The photo above is of Mount Siani, I was there, very memorable trip indeed, all the busses we had to get, I remember going with 2 Americans, pretty cool guys too, and we ended up bringing a South African guy back to the hostel in Cairo with us.

Couldn’t get over how the people would throw rubbish everywhere, even on their own doorstep and their cruelty to animals, if Hitler was reborn it would have been as a donkey in Egypt and been at that you’d feel sorry for him.

Many years down the road from that era, I blew all my holiday money in 1 week with 1 week left and had to get the mother to send me more money, I bought paintings and lost them in Heathrow after drinking a half a bottle of Vodka on the way home, I was kicking myself for ages over that one.

Got a bus to the Pyramids to save money and met a guy on the bus that brought me on a horse ride around the pyramids, I didn’t know we weren’t allowed to be there, but I still remember seeing the pyramids through the haze in the morning and galloping past the police on the sand dune, if they caught me I would have to had pay big to get out of that one as tourist aren’t allowed to be within 2kms between morning and sunset.

Funnily enough, the closest building to the Pyramids was Mc Donald’s, local food was good though. I remember taking photos of horses dancing in the night markets, it was really an overload of the senses. Maybe a bit like India, but the Egyptians really knew how to talk to Europeans, especially women, the masters of seduction and then some more.

The diving in the red sea in Egypt was great, that was one of the reasons I went there and it was a real eye opener, it took me ages to figure out how the regulator worked, I didn’t know you were supposed to bite on it, my dive instructor was even looking at my teeth, to see if I had any, he was a bit of a grump, he had his issues.

I stayed I a 4 star hotel too in Heurgada, it as $18 US a night, why not I thought, I ended up hanging out and even sharing a room with an English guy called Sam.

I remember him telling me how he came to Egypt, himself and his friend were hanging out and got talking about diving and they both said, ‘I’d love to try it’, so then they said ‘Let’s go tomorrow’ and that was that, best way to go too, just go and your off, no more bull@#$t.

The South African guy was hanging out with a Japanese guy in Siani, they left their bags in a restaurant and chained them to a table or something. The Japanese guy went off and when the South African guy came back to the restaurant the owner was saying Owner: ‘Where China’
South African: ‘I don’t know where China is’

He could have gotten out a map don’t you think and showed them and showed them Chairman Mao’s place and Tibet too, depending on who you ask, you could get a different geography lesson with that one.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Got on to the Beat magazine

Ever feel like you have a monkey on your back ?

Well well, been quite a week indeed.
Got on to the photo section or so I’m told by the avid Beat mag fan Mat, he said he was handing it around the office. I’m sure it got a few laughs, yes I was wearing my peoples republic t-shirt, in Brown Alley, having a good one, hmm I think I’ll get it on the way home.
Met up with some of the crew from South Melbourne’s one and only Chief pub last night in Pugg Mahone’s for a bit of trivia, good laugh then we went to the ‘La la lounge’, good spot too. I never knew it was there.

Going on a pub crawl with them, something about a frien who doest drink organising a pub crawl, I like pub crawl’s, I really do.

30 degrees to day in Melbourne, all the are happy and hanging out in the park having lunch and catchng up friends, very Melbourne. Waiting on a login so I can do some ‘supposed’ work, if that will ever happen. I suppose you work long enough and it’s good to get a bit of ‘time off’ and get paid for it, I get a good deal consideriing other people in society have to work.

Watched more Borat today, cant get enough of that wonderful stuff, the movie should be cracking.

Recording more inthemix stuff, Bec Plankton, sounds like there’s 2 songs going at once, not so smooth me thinks, err go back to school love? Oh, you did go to school ?
Right, maybe you need to ask them for your money back. Eeek, doesn’t sound to smooth at all.

Getting through ‘The power of the dog’, not sure were it’s heading as I’m getting towards the end, but I suppose that’s the quality of a good novel.

Finally had enough of recording Bec plankton, so I thought ‘That’s it, it’s going off’ and what do you know? Win amp was going also, my bad. Sorry Bec, maybe school wasn’t such a waste after all ?

Spring carnival is starting to-morrow, Melbourne I getting pretty expensive, it’s all been my choice of course, but a weekend at the races before the Melbourne cup could be on the cards.

Gods kitchen this weekend, have to take it a bit easy, wasn’t planning on drinking last night, the liver must be taking a bit of a hammering, saw a program about how China is harvesting organs from the people they execute, nice one China, if I ever burn mine out I’ll be over, ‘What 50k for a liver ? I’ll give you 80k for 2 liver’, I’ll have soaped up body, pimp my body, and it’s about bloody time too!!

Going to Fitzroy shorts, movie festival, extreme Karaoke is on tonight too, just across the road, good laugh. Students all out during the week, they don’t need sleep like the older generation, one which I think I’m kinda falling into, or being pushed into, whatever, pushed, pulled, punished.

There’s another movie night on tomorrow, catching up on the old movie night’s, not everyone’s cup of tea, speaking of cups of tea, I’ll think I’ll have one and check out the paper and when I come back I’ll have a ramble about something I saw in the paper, if only to amuse myself when I re read this at a later stage, hello hello are you still there ?

Not much in the paper, but I did find an interesting article about serious writers as opposed to people who write shopping lists, I think I’ve elevated myself above the status of shopping lists. Writing in a word doc gives other’s the appearance that I’m doing work related ‘Stuff’. The article talked about some author that he thought was the greatest contributor to the English language, and it was translated from Japanese.

I cant claim to be on a Japanese protest anymore, I had Don Dons today. So I suppose I should give the book a whirl, if the library has it of course, and the book was written back in the 20’s, probably doesn’t even have any pictures and has big words that I have to look up in another book, sounds all too serious already. But that’s today’s word, peace out.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

My Japanese protest

Oh what a day, and I’m inside.
It might as well be raining in the miserable winter, well almost

Went to see the sea shepherd boat, interesting thing to note was all the boats that were ‘Sunk’, now I’m wondering did they sink them ? or did they do a Titanic and just you know sink ?

Checked out Leonardo’s stream writing very interesting, probably how I talk sometime, the idea is to keep writing until your not even thinking so your subconscious comes to your concise level and you don’t go back and edit anything, well maybe apart from spelling mistakes, wouldn’t want to come across as having the spelling ability of a 10 year old.

[Brakes for 15 min to look at other blogs in Melbourne at random]
And Eureka, I found some cool photo’s of sunsets from the Eureka, cool, I’ll stick them in too, very nice.

Had a look at one of the random blogs displayed on blogger, it was ‘Big Gay Leon, the Cock Smoking Buttwhore’, hmmm, I think I might want to stop looking at some of these blogs and another one was a bible basher giving words of encouragement, I could give her a few words. ‘I used to be an altar boy’ and another few, ‘I had my photo taken with the bishop’, probably wouldn’t frighten her though. Probable make her jealous. And as Clarkston says ‘Jealously is an evil mistress’

I think I’m just about ready to say ‘Feck this place again’ for the day, but don’t worry I’ll be back tomorrow, and that’s always a problem.

Should be 30 degrees tomorrow, sun shining and I will be stuck inside again. No I wont, I’ll go for a walk, maybe Don Dons the new one that opened, my subconscious boycott of Japanese is now over, it will be feeding time at the zoo, but tomorrow, but then again why not today. Vegetables being in the fridge, and it being paid for, and if I leave it any longer, I might have to throw them out would point to the option of just cooking food and sticking it in and if I cook too much, I’ll eat that tomorrow, so I can continue my crusade against the terrible Japanese whaling. It sounds like a mission, quest and so on and so forth

The future awaits.

Back to normal.......i think

Lightning strikes the ground near Canadian geese floating on the Milwaukee River

Well, it’s like this, I’m waiting for my security tag to be synchronized with my new login, god knows why, but that’s the process, don’t really mind not doing much as it gives me time to do other stuff that does interest me, i.e. today I was reading about the Greek mathematician Archimedes, he figured out Algebra 20 centuries before Isaac Newton, bit of a Leonardo Da Vinci character. He was one of the first to realize that the Alps was under water, not that he could go around telling everybody about it. The times are a changing, or have changed, not that Leonardo could run but naked down the street shouting Eureka. Might give that one a go myself one time. Maybe out in the outback, and it if no one hears me, will i make any sound at all ?

About the only constructive thing I’ve one today I record 2 DJ sets from inthemix, not a bad days work, what am I supposed to be doing again ?

Met my new housemate last night, first task was cleaning the fridge, a bit embarrassing really since I actually had food in the fridge, but I did wash the dishes.

Might go down and have a look at the ‘Stop Japanese Whaling’ boat today, why not ? I say, because it’s there, ok so ?

I think it’s supposed to be 23 degree today, bit of a pity I’m in here, I should be out in the sunshine, but then I wouldn’t get paid, hmmm could pose a bit of a problem.

Might head up to the market for a bit of lunch, pass a bit of time.

Read a good quote on post secret, ‘If you wait too long for the perfect moment, the perfect moment will pass you by’, something worth thinking about.

Picked up another library book talk invite last night in the Library, one about Scientific living. I wonder if there will be another art gallery opening, not too shabby the last one, a bit of red wine flowing, and abstract at best conversation about abstract art.

Got a review about the book that will be discussed at the talk
Everyman's Rules for Scientific Living is a passionate and heartbreaking novel from an astonishing new write.

Maybe I will give it a go ? Maybe

Got a quote from the peoples republic, not sure what it has to do with this rant, or maybe it has everything to do with this but here goes.

* EMOs - short for 'Emotionals'. The type of teenager generally found around Paul Street/Emmet Place area who does not dress like a Goth (probably cos their mam won't let them) but still believes the world is against them and feels highly 'emotional'.

I think it’s time to go for a bit of a wander and see what the Japanese are doing to the whales, I haven’t been to Don Dons in at least a week, that could be my boycott against Japan. I think I’m ready to forgive them again and eat there again, it tastes to good to be angry at them too long, just a little while. Thanks

Cant wait for this one to come out
Borat does America

Monday, October 02, 2006

Law of Attraction

Thought of the day

Law of Attraction
The Law of Attraction stipulates that we attract all events, people and circumstances into our lives thru our thoughts and feelings. That means that if you right now have relationships, health, personal economy etc that you are not satisfied with, it is possible for you to turn things around - by consciously changing your thoughts, feelings and attitude towards this areas in your life.

Good movie

What happened on the weekend Kieran ?
Hmm where to start, went out to the city on Friday night and ran into a crowd I met at Parklife (big dance party near Federation square). I was trying to find Two floors up ad for some reason passed some outdoor bar in Chinatown and thought, that looks alright, I think I’ll go in there for a look. I asked a guy at the bar if he knew where Two floors up was, he said ‘No, but how did you get on at Parklife’ and ended up chatting with that crowd for a while
Went to Brown Alley after that, the DJ was good, but it wasn’t house music. Met a guy from Dublin and talked with his friend for a while. Good craic.
Went back into the city and noticed that the lounge on Swanston St was open, so in I goes, went upstairs and proceeded to talk talk talk, and then dance dance dance.
I was even told I was a good dancer, hard to believe I know, maybe the tide has turned with my dancing ability.
Went home and had a rest for a few hours, had a bit of a read of the paper in bed and then it was ‘Up and at them’.
Grand Final Footy, went to the backpackers in South Melbourne to watch the footy, good craic there. I went to The Chief after the game because last year there was a great crowd there. I was standing at the bar and one of the guys from last year who is from the South Australian border recognised me and knew my name, I knew he looked familiar. I even got out my Efpos card to show his friends proof of who I was, they couldn’t believe it.
That guy left with his friend ad left half a jug, I gave another guy that was waiting to be served a beer, then it was off to meet his fiends at their table.
We rallied the troops from there and went off to meet Ross at the lucky cock in Chapel st and got the train into the city.
It was grand final weekend, what was I thinking ?
Needles to say, couldn’t get into Two Floors up, Reggae music at Brown Alley, Honky Tonks packed, dodgy clubs playing dodgy music, one place was even playing Greek music, Eeek.
Got into a place in the end, I was in the same place a few years ago when I was first here, and it was really dodgy.
Cities not much of a friendly place on a Saturday night, bad night to go out. Got home for seven ish, ad a bit of a sleep and went out strolling, went to the pub on Nicholson St and met the new owners of that pub, called into Bibos and was talking to a couple in the beer garden.
I was reading the Beat magazine that morning and saw a club on Smith st advertised, it said ‘We are open all day come down and have a dance’ and I thought ‘I will so’
Cheery bomb, I think it’s called, a bit a dark small revolver and the people were friendly enough. Met Ross, hung out had a laugh played pool and had a dance until 6.
Went home for a bit then I walked into the city to check out Honky Tonks, it didn’t open until after 10. Seems a bit late to me, but what a place.
A DJ was playing in the girls toilets and I was getting right into the dancing, free BBQ was put on. Nice sausages too. I was even complimented on my stamina for dancing all night, oh your too kind Melbourne.
Got home around 5am and woe up at 9.15 then it was off to the working, not that much of that happens. But it pays the bills, I cant complain. It was a good one in the end. I tried to find the heart of the Saturday night, found it on Sunday afternoon and night.
It still counts............... It still counts.

And now, More Water !!!!

Friday, September 29, 2006

But what is the meaning

Right, this is going to end up a bit like the Da Vinci code, looking for symbolic reference, but today’s topic was to write about yesterday topic. Topical isn’t it ?
No car chase through Paris, sorry.

And we’re off..... Right.

Me dreaming I’m in a rare luxury car, it think means that life is easy, luxurious, I’m riding like royalty. The road was flat, I was sitting too far back to see the driver, but I was having a good time and going to college outing to boot.

I then woke up and my housemate was someone like the German guy at Balaclava.
This represents wisdom, maybe I need guidance ?

I then was telling a guy I knew from college the story about traveling and having a good laugh. We were all laughing, laughing about me living the easy life, make’s sense... Hmmm.

Today I woke up having another dream, so I wrote that one down too.

From what I can recall it went like this, I was trying to cross a dangerous part of the road, but it was too dangerous and I wasn’t taking any chances.

A guy in a white van pulled in to give a lift, but I left that lift off to some chicks.

But I got over the road in the end, no worries. :)

It usually symbolizes the journey that we take to achieve our goals. The road in the dream represents a road in your life. It could be the road to your heart, spirit, or mind. Consider the kind of road that your are on and try to see how it relates to your daily realities. If the road is straight, well-marked and lit, it may be reinforcement to you that you are moving in the right directions. If there are many obstacles and the road is very hard, consider your options.

Now the Footy
Went to the footy parade in the city today, will be interesting to see how the photos come out, got one of Kennealy anyway, might be a bit blurred.

Bush is at it again
Torture is now legal in the US, makes no difference, it's always been the Go.

Smells of 1984 me thinks.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

I have a dream

I woke up on the 22.09.06 jumped out of bed and wrote about a dream I had. Here is what I wrote.

Riding in a white phantom ghost to a college outing, but it was a dream.

Richie Kennedy (A guy I used to get a lift off of in college) came to collect me and I was house sharing with someone like the German guy at Balaclava and we drove what seemed like Richmond Junction from the MCG. They were laughing as I told the story.

Hmm so I had a dream about dream and a guy that gave me a lift to and from college featured. Driving a white phantom car. On mature recollection the car I was traveling in was a Silver Ghost.

It all seems a bit strange to me, hmm?

Popped into Extreme Karokie in the Laundry last night, i must be getting older because nearly everyone was younger than me. Getting old Kieran, well it had to happen at some stage.

Met Siobhan from the Backpackers at the Queen Vic markets, with baby on the way.

Might pop in for the footy on Saturday, Grand Final. I remember having yet another big fight with Jo last year and having a pub crawl around South Melbourne. I’ll think i’ll do the same this weekend, seeing as though Sydney are in the final again. It was good craic last year.

Dream explanation’s:

The car in your dream may symbolize the physical self or ego development and ego function. In that, it represents the way that you travel through your life's journey. Consider all of the details in the dream, including its emotional content (e.g. difficulty of the road, identity of the driver, direction of the incline). Recurring car dreams usually deal with life's major themes that may include issues of control and sensibility. By carefully examining this dream, you may gain insight into important areas of life, including to how well you are navigating from one stage of your life to another, if you are assertive and take charge or are passive. Dreaming about travelling in a car is a very, very common dream theme that provides valuable information in regard to a specific part of or long-standing theme in your life's journey.

In dreams, we may feel emotions much as we do in waking life. This is especially true about very funny and very sad events. Dream laughter may often come from a deeper level than waking laughter in that our emotional expressions are often more outward and unrestrained in a dream.
The interesting part is that dream laughter may also be very inappropriate. Since we often dream of ourselves as archetypal caricatures, we may laugh with a diabolical twist; whereas in waking, anger would be the more expected response. This sort of unchecked laughter can usually be an expression of the id (the part of the personality which contains our primitive impulses such as sex, anger, and hunger).
If you experienced laughter in a dream, did others laugh with you?

Older People:
Old people in dreams represent wisdom and maturity. They may appear in our dreams at times of confusion and lack of direction, or when we need consultation and help in decision-making.

Any demonstration of true friendship in a dream is a straightforward prediction of happy social times with good companions. Dreaming of distant friends is generally a forerunner of unexpected news, good or sad depending on whether or not they were in trouble in your dream.

I'll try and define the explanation tomorrow and i'll keep yea posted :)

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Having a swimming time

Oh hello there:

What’s up today then, went home last night. Had a kebab with believe it or not, too much chili. I know, and it was hot, but good, did I say hot? If your reading this in the ‘Future’ (Queue eerie music) don’t eat a kebab with that much chili again, ok ?

Called into Bar open to see if one of my house mates was there and ended up chatting to Heidi and 2 of her friends, good laugh, that’s what life is supposed to be about, isn’t it ?

Topic of the day I suppose is about topless bather’s found on goggle earth, how bad ?
Read how a guy found an airstrip in the middle of an ocean with Google earth that the English used to use. Handy. Could ring the guy below up and tell him to shave his scrotum, see what i mean? Hmmm maybe not.
This is god from up on high, shave your scrotum ! See what i mean ?

Good link from Youtube

Safe sex animation:

Got some more CD’s from the library, very handy, amongst them I got one called Tibet and another by Mr Morricone, class act, everything he’s ever done has been genius.

Weather is nice today, but what would you expect from the land of sunshine.

I’ll start putting some photos of my own once I get the lead for the camera sent over.
I could have photo, comment, comment, photo, photo, comment, comment, photo and so on and so forth. Nice, I like it already. Class, if it was done well of course, if it was done crap, well, it would be, crap wouldn’t it ?

Went over to look at the photo exhibition last night, good photos. Then I walked to the library for the Lonely Planet book talk and guess what ? I passed an art gallery exhibition, so in I went and proceeded to talk about the meaning of the Art and drink a few red wines, until I ran out of things to talk about then it was off home with me. Good fun though.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Petrof saves the world – The 1983 incident

Yes on this day (26th of Sep) in 2006 a fellow called Petrof saved the world and stopped the world from being blown up.

Stanislav Petrov was the duty officer September 26, 1983, at a military satellite surveillance site south of Moscow, Russia. It was Petrov's responsibility to observe the satellite early warning network and notify his superiors of any impending nuclear missile attacks from the United States against the Soviet Union. In the event of such an attack, the Soviet Union's strategy was to launch an immediate all-out nuclear counterattack against the United States.

I read his story on the Good Weekend about maybe 3 years ago and he was living in a damp high rise block of flats. Unbelievable.

Started reading ‘Power of the dog’ today. Finished the 3rd chapter and it ended with the Doctor in the wild wild west town hanging himself and his intelligent kid was thinking about the right words to convey this message, gripping read.

Heading over to Federation Square for the photo exhibition, some good ones of the world and French people and their farm animals.

Going to a book talk later, it’s a Lonely Planet talk on weird country’s in the world to travel in, or something along the lines. There was 47 people listed as attending, should be good.

Got a few more pod casts linked to the ITunes, should be interesting and maybe educational also. Time will tell.

Watched ‘What the bleep do we know’ last night, one of the interesting sections that one of the producers talked about was how he ‘Creates’ his day i.e. just after he wake up and are not really concise of who he is and before he remembers his problems from the previous day they think of the things that they would like to happen in the day.
His mental state is being projected out into the world and people respond to it, sounds like ‘Smile and the world smiles back at you’

Maybe it’s bit like seeing the flyer for the book talk tonight and now I’m going, that simple.

The DVD wouldnt play the section covering addictions, maybe the universe is trying to tell me something ?

Monday, September 25, 2006

Time goes fast so slowly

Banksy - The Bear and the Bee, Notting Hill

"Once upon a time there was a bear and a bee who lived in a wood and were the best of friends. All summer long the bee collected nectar from morning to night while the bear lay on his back basking in the long grass.

When Winter came the Bear realised he had nothing to eat and thought to himself 'I hope that busy little Bee will share some of his honey with me'. But the Bee was nowhere to be found - he had died of a stress induced coronary disease".

Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly, Time goes fast so slowly,

Well well, where do I begin ?
Met Matt (From TRUenergy) and a few others on Friday night, went out watched the footy, drank beer, played pool. Came home and went out with the housemate Jess and her entourage of Kiwis. Got back around 5am, not a bad night.

Went to the dance party in the park on Saturday, met a few people and had a laugh. I think I was talking to people when the best DJ’s were on. Oh well such as life, it wa still good fun.

Had my photo taken, didn’t look too flash I have to say, I remember looking t the photo after it was taken thinking, ‘I don’t look like that do I ?’ And I did.

A bit expensive all the same ticket were $100 each and beer then $7 a pop. But a good location, the city definatly looked well towards the end, the city lights !!!

Met some guys after that and we went to a party in Carlton, good old night. I got some money from them for beers and went out to the bottle shop, to which they weren’t too sure if I would come back, hmmm do a runner with $20, student’s.

Attended Gerard’s opening party last night, good laugh. I did venture out for a bit, and that could only be summarized as being the biggest waste of 20 minutes in my life. I went out down the road, into a pub, took about 10 min to walk to the toilet, huge queue, hmm maybe not, back out and into Gerard’s shop, 20 minutes right there, what a waste.

The same Madonna song was on about 20 times, Time goes fast so slowly, and it did. The day flew.

It didn’t help either that it rained a fair bit, but they managed to attract a few people in the end and a good time was had by all.

Going to start reading a book calld ‘Power of the dog’ today, since there’s not too much happening at work, what else am I supposed to do to the brain ticking over ?
Madonna is teling me that there’s too much confusion, not sure i my response to that one.

Just remembered the pub across from the Queen Vic does, $1 beers on Monday, just when I’m thinking of having a break my mind goes a remembers something like that.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Paint it Black

Hello again, just thought I’d sit down (not that I was standing up or anything) and write a few lines

Was reading about how stories get popular on, it appears that if a story gets enough

hits in 1 hour, it appears to pass a point of critical mass then it's off on to first page.

With this in mind, I posted a story about a documentary I saw on the net about Torture in

American prisons, all I can say is that braking the law in America could be a very scary

experience after watching this.

I've noticed that any story submitted with i.e. 'This is a must see' gets a few hits. I think

I’ll track it to see how far up it goes.
It's a pretty relevant topic what with Bush claiming to not know anything about Torture. Time

will tell.

On of the last companies I worked for are looking for more testers, what a laugh. The job descriptions do not describe anything that the job actual entails. Might do a bit better if it read.

Do you like pulling out your hair ?
Can you run batch files that no one else can run or figure out ?
Do you like working with business people that look at you like your a moron if you don’t understand ?

They talk of corporate responsibility, what ? Ok I like taking the piss out of guys in suits, corporate enough for yea ?

Thursday, September 21, 2006

I figured something out

Not the Hungary i remember. Do you think i should go back and lead them into the future ? Naa, me neither. They did fight the Russians for a bit in 1956, probably best not mess with them.

I figured something out.........
Something useful this time, I managed to set up my computer to record off of
No big deal you might think, but if I set up ‘Nina Simone’ as a radio station at the start of the day, by the end of the day I have 8 hours (Assuming I spend 8 hours a day at work) of music in .mp3 format ready to be copied on to my iriver mp3 player, thats a lot of songs.

So by the time I get around to listening to it, I will have Nina and other artists that sound like her, not a bad days work indeed. It’s even better for DJ’s. Who needs to buy music ? No me :) Laughing as they say.

Stayed in last night to read my book again, not a bad night, it’s never a bad night when you have a good book to occupy your time.
The book I asked the library to buy for me on Monday is already there today Thursday, mental mathematics, mental, how bad ?

The summer time is defiantly here, not that it every went away as far as I’m concerned. The winter here wasn’t even a winter if you ask me, but who’s asking me ?

Might venture out tonight and check out a band somewhere, or just see what’s going on in the town of Fitzroy.
There’s a big dance party on in the city on Saturday, might be worth checking out.

Might have to a bit of shopping on Saturday and get bed sheets and that sort of thing, so an early one on Friday, yeah right he says, he, but it’s worth thinking about anyway. Gawd, how the pace of life has changed, Friday used to be about watching footy and beers in the pub, now it seems like a regular occurrence to wander home sometime after 6am onwards.
That would never happen in the old country, but this is the new world or newer world, or a world or 1 world or a word. Yes it’s defiantly a word, defiantly, defiantly, defiantly.

Read yesterday that the best way to get over writers block is to write a letter that a character in your story would write. Writer’s block hasn’t happened to me yet, I think that’s just because I’m not a writer.

What would the letter contain, when was the last letter I actually wrote ?
I remember having to write letter’s for French class that would be along the lines of ‘I would like to reserve accommodation on the 2nd of February, but only in French (That bit was translate into English, just in case you wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t want to lose the audience) yeah right pal you say, who travels in France in February and why cant you just go somewhere where they speak English ? I don’t really now the answer to that one, can you ask me an easier question ?

But ‘Stupid is as stupid does’ and this writing habit is one thing I would like to continue, I did it before for a bit. As a present to myself when I was a bit mentally down and out, and do you know ? It worked, I remember thinking how great it was, so if your reading this at a later stage in the future Kieran. your Fuc$%d. You are going to die, so you’d better make the most of it. Life does tend to get easier if you have a near death experience. Wakes you up from your ‘Little world’, The world is an amazing place after all, I remember thinking that when I was flying over Afghanistan on my way home to surprise the mother, I was probably flying from all the vodka and cokes as well, but flying all the same.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Hello me, it's me again

And so roll’s on fab Wednesday, hump day as some might day, and I’m doing documentation, in word, or so that might seem. To be later posted online on da old blog if the truth was to be told. Maybe I should stand up and shout out something ‘Hey Fuckwits, here’s another classic example of how I have to amuse myself in this fu#$*n place’. But I’m a consultant so that wouldn’t happen, or so at least I hope not, image is everything and I probably look like a quiet fellow, remember image ?

This blog might save my sanity yet, time will tell.

What’s planned for later you say, well I might have the last sandwich in the fridge before leaving, leftover from a ‘Business meeting’, one of many in a place like this. If it’s gone then that might mean going into the kitchen at home and making a bit of a mess again.

Might be a gig on, well there will defiantly be a gig on, I live in Fitzroy after all, and there’s always something on.

Started reading a book yesterday about Rory Gallagher called ‘Riding Shotgun’ and what a book. The best bit is it’s a book I would have bought, I ‘Requested’ my local library to buy it and guess what, they did. What a service. I started reading it at 8.20 pm last night and by 9am today was half way through. Great read.

Here he is below :

There’s a story about how they were all either still drunk or hung over in an airport in the US and one of the band members had sunglasses on.
He made a bit of a dash to the gents and before he could get there vomited all over a blind man’s guide dog, but it looked like one blind man vomiting on another blind man’s dog.
The blind man at a later stage must have thought to himself ‘I think Fido’s been rolling in something’

Me paraphrasing might not be so funny, more the reason to read the book.

They bought another book for me called ‘Last man standing’, it’s about hurling goalkeepers I’ve read the chapter on the Cork Goalkeeper Donal og, tough job and if you make a mistake, expect a lynch mob to. Donal og was saying 2 goal’s he conceded in particular aunt him on a daily basis and the relives those moments.
After all it is an armature sport, serious stuff.

Me: Talk to yea later !!!
Other me in my head: Ok so