| Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon |
[Oct. 27th, 2006|02:01 pm] |
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You all know the game right? Pick an actor and try to link him/her to Kevin Bacon in six moves or less.
We started this up for some stupid reason the other night. We cam up with a couple of pearlers. Who can do these-
1. Hulk Hogan
2. David Hasselhoff
3. Scott Bao
Hulk Hogan isn't too hard but the Hoff gets a little challenging, and Scott Bao was a bugger to get in under 6. I did him in 7 easy enough.
We thought Corey Feldman might have been a good one, but I link him in 2. Bugger. |
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| Our great democracy... |
[Oct. 11th, 2006|09:51 am] |
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Triguboff: Let's trade trees for homes
There it is in writing. Everything we always suspected was afoot in the great Carr government, spewed forth by nothing short of a pompous, old, senile prick.
We are a country made up primarily of desert. Relatively, our green areas for agriculture and easily sustainable living are decent, but forseeably limited. We are taking in more immigrants than ever, building more houses and apartments than ever, and assholes like Mr Triguboff here are loving it. He looks forward to taking all that money with him when he dies.
But outside of the fact that he'd probably wipe out hundreds of species of wildlife if he had his way, where exactly are the resources to supports these millions of people he wants over here living in his towers of "grey"? We're in a drought people. Our farmers have been struggling for years, we have water restrictions, and despite us finally getting some decent rainfall, the dam is not filling. Why? There's too many bloody people living here. It's very simple.
We have bugger all public transport. This leads us to all drive cars. What do we drive them on? The private motorways we have to pay toll on each way, sometimes multiple times. Why? Because the government also doesn't like satelitte citys. Therefore, they build housing estate upon housing estate out on the fringes and we all end up spending minimum 3 hours a day travelling to work.
This is the end result of our so called "great" democratic government. The same democracy that we force down other peoples throats. The same democracy that lead to the "War on Cheap Oil". How can you vote for a change when everyone is corrupt?
I'm truly disgusted that it's people like Mr Triguboff that decide my future. And the truth is, there's not a damn thing I can do about it. |
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| It's a fine line between please and pain... |
[Oct. 6th, 2006|02:23 pm] |
So we officially moved house over the long weekend, and all but one family member are enjoying a ton more space. Harely seems to think he's on holiday now he no longer has to stay on his lead, and is usually running full pelt when he's not sleeping. And boy can he run! A mix of labrador, cattle dog, rottweiler and golden retriever makes a stunning dog indeed. Now he just needs to learn to live with the jibbering of bats in the neighbours trees all night.
In amongst all the moving, we managed to go see the Shine in the city on Saturday night. It's not often I don't drive and now I remember why. The night rider has only gotten worse over the years. But still, I got totally blotto with Matty, Jass and Cammo, hung out with Sandy and Bec a bit too, air guitared with Lemmy, and ojne of the tag alongs thought I was his god and I ordered him to do my bidding and teach people to dance until he wandered out the door, got lost and was never seen again. And even though we all looked like drunken dorks, we had Kaz, Kirstar and Kim there to show everyone else that we still pull hotter lady friends than all them. Oh yeah!
In other news, Both Sandy and Bec reminded of how stupidly my brain has been sidetracked lately, and I completely missed the release of Wednesday 13's new CD, "Fang Bang". I have no idea what I was thinking. I love everything he touches and I new it was coming. New job, moving and all that I guess.
But anyway, I have it now! Because naturally I ran around all the next day until I found it, and finally scored Weird Al's "Straight Outta Lynwood" as well, but that's another story. Wednesday hasn't disappointed again. Say what you want about him, but he has me rocking my ass off every time I listen to anything of his. God is not a lie. God is Wednesday.
The guy owns my local music shop pimped me a CD done by some (extremely) local guys called Horrorwood Mannequins. They apparently play a bit in at Blink (haven't been there for ages) and are very much in the vein of Wednesday 13. Not enough to call them a rip off though strangely, but definitely right up the same alley. If you're into that sorta stuff then I would definitely recommend checking it out. They're very listenable at the least. |
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| Videogames send the wrong message! |
[Oct. 6th, 2006|02:21 pm] |
I am concerned.
It has come to my attention that there is a stereotype and predjudice far greater than any crap "gangsta" themed dribble when it comes to video games. It is something we should be ashamed of and should seek to rectify immediately. The damage and emotional pain caused to this group of individuals is no doubt, on the brink of being irrepairable.
Who is this group I speak of?
Aliens.
Yes, those poor buggers we've been shooting the crap out of since the days of Space Invaders and Galaga. And we wonder why they won't visit or show themselves to us! We're in training to slaughter them all and blow up their mothership!
I also find the name "Alien" to be a disgusting stereo type and thus should only be allowed to be used between themselves in jest. The rest of us should on refer the them as "extra-terrestrials". It's far more politically correct.
I apologise to all extra-terrestrials for blowing up all your shit "virtually" for many years. |
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| Where did I go? |
[Oct. 6th, 2006|04:15 am] |
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Ok, so I've been seriously slack and posting more to My Space than here. I admit it. Naughty me! I'll endeavor to make up for it though, because every LJ needs just a little bit of love. |
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| My Space |
[Aug. 8th, 2006|12:40 pm] |
Was severly coerced into getting a My Space by a friend. Go ahead and add me if you have one too.
My ever so wanky Space |
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| I rock! |
[Oct. 7th, 2005|10:31 pm] |
Knocked this off from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) scarletdemon
Guess That Friend
Game over.
Congratulations.
Learn anything?
That's right...
Never get involved in a land war in Asia.
Well, let me break it down for you:
You have a total of 23 friends
You requested to guess 23 entries.
3 was skipped due to invalid content (surprising?).
You made 20 guesses.
You got 20 correct.
Doing the math for you, that means you got 100% correct |
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| WE DID IT!!!!! |
[Oct. 3rd, 2005|04:44 pm] |
WESTS TIGERS - NRL PREMIERS 2005!!! WOOHOO!!!!
I'm in a state of shock. It really still hasn't sunk in yet. This is only the third grand final in my whole life that we've made it into and the first we've actually won. Campbelltown was absolutely going off last night, and everyone was friendly and happy. We haven't reached the British level of celebrations yet, as there is no rioting, police getting belted and cars being rolled, but we all went off none the less.
Unfortunately, I'm far too sick to really enjoy it. Bloody flu. |
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| Here comes the pain, there goes your job.... |
[Jul. 7th, 2005|10:17 am] |
For those interested in wrestling, The WWE has released 19 workers in the last 24 hours, with apparently another 8-10 yet to come. Here's the full list so far.
Bubba Dudley
D-Von Dudley
Joy Giovanni
Kenzo Suzuki
Hiroko
Matt Morgan
Charlie Haas
Jackie Gayda
Marty Jannetty
Dawn Marie
Mark Jindrak
Maven
Shannon Moore
James Yun (Akio)
David Heath (Gangrel)
Billy Kidman
Spike Dudley
Kevin Fertig
Matt Morgan
They are so far blaming crashing house show attendence, but the current negotiations for the return of Brock Lesnar are also a suspected reason. |
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| The power of Xbox Live |
[Jun. 29th, 2005|10:25 pm] |
For those that are not complete geeks like me, I will now explain to you a feature of Xbox Live.
Actually, for those that are even less geeky, I should probably explain what the hell Xbox Live is.
Basically we're talking about playing Xbox games over the net. Live is the central hub for all that is boxy (if you're doing it the legit way) and comes with many features to make you stay enjoyable and competitve.
One of these features is voice chat.
See, usually when playing a game online, you can just type shit in like an instant messenger. But on a console there is a severe amout of buttons lacking to do that. So instead, you have a headset with microphone and you can just talk to people direct. They have even programmed games to lip sync to your voice so it looks like your character is talking, and you can also mask your voice to sound like a robot or alien or whatever.
Many things can be heard over these voice lines when certain people forget to mute themselves. But nothing beats this example...
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Mutha Fucking Chocolate Milk
And if you're up for the big downloads, you can even get the videos!
Part 4 of the outburst in all it's glory! |
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| DRAMA! |
[Mar. 17th, 2005|05:48 am] |
I feel like I'm so scared! syven told me that prisonofdesire told people that they saw me talking to misslana82 and talking crap about ark. Don't let me hear about that again or and I'm gonna tear off their head and s*** down their neck hole!
And also paigedayspring said they wanted to go to a concert but belladonna1982 wanted to do something else :-(.
This entry automatically generated by the LJ Drama Generator! |
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| Live while I'm alive, sleep when I'm dead... |
[Mar. 17th, 2005|12:50 am] |
Today was an extreme example of what happens to me every time I'm on night shift.
Normally if the phone rings at my place, 85% of the time it's my mother talking about shit for way too long. When it's my friends, it's generally brief and to the point. They generally don't call though because I have been working screwed up hours for the last 8 years and they just presume these days that unless they hear from me, I'm working. To sum up, I have a plenty peaceful corner of the world to live in generally.
But without fail, after getting home at 8am, that phone will ring. If not the phone, then it's the mobile. If not the mobile, someone will be at the door. It never happens when I'm on afternoon shift and actually awake in the morning, only when I need sleep badly. *Gauntlet moment there*
This morning, I had 6 people calling my home phone, mobile or sending me messages. I don't blame any of these people for doing it. They aren't to know and I don't unplug them in case it's an emergency, but what is the luck in that??? |
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| Wake up and do something! |
[Mar. 9th, 2005|09:48 pm] |
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I've been feeling a bit down on my overall life direction the last couple of days. Nothing I can help, but it's rotten when your dreams are blocked only by the simple factor of money. We've been slowly letting the rich get richer and the gap has widened to the point where it seems making a go of anything is not a financial possibility. Just they way they want it.
Dave resigned on Monday. Hadn't even done his 3 months probation yet. It's gonna suck without him because he's a good mate and the two of us work together like demons. But alas, Dave got his calling. He's been putting his money away and his parents are pretty well off (I believe his dad is so high up in IT that he's beyond me even knowing him) and he's following his dream of going to Japan for 6 months on a language course. Lucky bastard.
I don't really have to much of a will to travel other than to get away for a break, but Japan I have always wanted to spend a good amount of time in. Half of my obsessions in life come from there, and I got to love the place though the Japanese course I did in year 8, and all the things my teacher showed me from there. The wrestling there is still pure an appreciated, there is still respect for their heritage while also moving far ahead in the technology game, and hell, I just love all their shit. I'd need 5 suitcases for a one week trip to bring back all the stuff I would buy.
Unfortunately, it's not a cheap place to visit and I'm dedicated to a mortgage now. To be honest with myself, I bought the house because I could see I was making way too much money at the time to be blowing it on nothing. However, I still had debts to pay and the long term burden of them caused me to lash out and have a little too much fun. The house was pretty much my own way of whipping myself into control. Wish I'd had the balls to do what Dave is doing now at the time. Would have been great. I guess maybe one day when the house is paid of or something. Shit, it's only another 27 years or so...
I finally started reading the one book I decided to grab during bellzie's recent book fetish. It's called Crestwood Heights by Christopher Hyde. It sounded pretty cool, but little did I know how much I'd be relating to this thing. The main character is a busy New Yorker who inherits a house, old model sports car and a old movie theatre from an Uncle she barely new. So she moves out into the country to this estate in the middle of no where and kept historical, but updated for the future. It obviously is really all fucked up since it's supposed to be a techno-thriller and I found it in the horror section, but I love how she wants to turn the old cinema into a place that shows only old movies. I've always wanted to do that. An Alien movie marathon for the weekend, a theme week of nothing but bad movies, Westerns for Sunday afternoon... All with old school buttered popcorn, choc tops that are a bitch to bite into, and ushers that actually do their fucking job and throw the annoying lebs out. Ah, the dream.... |
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| Because sin is in.... |
[Feb. 24th, 2005|04:34 am] |
"Happiness comes in small doses folks. It's a cigarette butt, or a chocolate chip cookie or a five second orgasm. You come, you smoke the butt you eat the cookie you go to sleep, wake up and go back to fucking work the next morning, THAT'S IT! End of fucking list!"
Wise words that could only have come from the great man, Father Denis Leary. Yes, the man is crude but he is never wrong.
Why do so many of us spend our lives looking for eternal happiness when it's right there in front of us? Every little bit counts! So what if you're stuck at home for the weekend, sitting in front of the TV, eating some food that took you and hour and a half to make (shut up Kaz.....). You're home because the bills are paid and you provided yourself with a roof over your head and you to practice building some fine ass cuisine to impress the chicks with when you go out next weekend!
"Oh my god, I'm so lonely and homely and life's just a bitch to me! I am so boring!" There's someone out there for everyone and you aren't going to find them until you be yourself. So get your fingers out of your throat and enjoy all of those boring things you do that no ones likes. You'll be surprised with the result and you'll actually have fun along the way.
If you love to do something, unashamedly roll in it. We spend enough of our lives doing shit we don't want to do to not splash out on life. If you're a 14 year old chick who likes making doilies, then go for it. Old people will love you and they're smarter than all of us so you'll learn a thing or two. If you're an 18 year old guy who wants to do ballet, knock your socks off. The trade off for the tu-tu is your surrounded by chicks with muscle control like you wouldn't believe.
Eat that chocolate chip cookie girls. Screw the calories, it's worth seeing that happy little grin every girl gets at the slightest taste of chocolate. Have that last beer guys. It's back to providing for the family tomorrow so why not spend that 5 extra minutes at the pub? These things are the little doses of happiness that can count the most if you let them be.
So ladies, if he says he's gonna put the garbage out in 10 minutes after the footy is over, let him have his 10 minutes. And guys, don't be lazy bastards and make sure you do it when it's over.
Me? At the moment my happiness comes from trawling through the Linux Game Tome, checking out all the fine work people are putting into their open source projects. Yeah, I'm a nerd. But I'm a happy one right this minute and I'm also big enough for most people to not dare putting shit on me about. Except for my mates, but that's probably because I put shit on them a few minutes ago.
That's my late night speil for the week, as I leave you all for a well earned 6 days off. Stop reaching for the stars and smile at what's in front of you. |
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| This day will go down in history!!! |
[Feb. 22nd, 2005|11:35 pm] |
Yes, this day will go down in history! For today, I have actually found a reason to love the French!!!
ZOMBIES!!!
Thank you cheese eating surrender monkey's! Finally someone has made the game Ive been praying for!
Now piss off and do your nuclear testing somewhere else.... |
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| Footy Tipping |
[Feb. 22nd, 2005|11:31 pm] |
Anyone want to join my Rugby League Footy Tipping comp?
Even if you have no idea about the game you can join in just for fun. We're thinking about throwing in money for it this year, but it's not necessary. |
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| The softcore revolt of glam rock |
[Jan. 28th, 2005|12:32 am] |
Been thrashing my Poison greatest hits CD in the car this week, and I was just thinking over varying facts about the bad as you do when you're driving to work on a late Thursday night. The name for the band itself came about due to public outrage of the band in their hometown, where the fuddy duddies claimed they were "poison" to the community.
I may have a slightly skewed opinion of the goings on back then, seeing as I'm a child of the 80's, but the rock rebellion of teenages in the glam rock days involved grown men wearing make up and kids enjoying listening to music their parents didn't like themselves. Kids lived to spend all night watching watching music videos on MTV, and the legend himself, Freddy Krueger, even had his own show presenting music clips. Music was a dominant force and people were having fun. This was only a problem as the parents of the day were very much still into old fashioned values, or were worn out hippies.
But then I look at the teenage rebellion of today. The rebellion where we are quite often told "they're just being kids". A community was shown on TV tonight where every night a house is stolen and set alight, or an abandoned house itself. It was all teenage kids behind it all. The interviewer asked them what they were doing on the steets in the middle of the night and they said they had nothing to do. When they were asked what they would like to do, they had no idea. While this is an extreme case, it is a perfect example of alot of kids attitudes these days.
My home town has been going out of it's way to create entertainment for teenagers in order to stop crime and general public nuisances, but instead it only centralises the problem. An example being the skate park put in place a couple of years ago. Now the surrounding business have problems with graffiti and broken windows and the like. Only just now, we are starting to get the "McDonalds Habibs", hanging out in the Maccas car park with their car bonnets up, steroes pumping doof doof, standing all over the roads. While they are fun to mock by winding down my windows and pumping some good metal at them with my kick arse stereo, what the hell is wrong with these people? Isn't there something more constructive in life to do?
It seems to me that this decade is the bored, angry and destructive generation. And I see no reason why. Perhaps if they appreciated music that wasn't created by some monkey on a computer in an hour, they may get a new creative hobby and the "horrible" days of glam rock can return. Just don't wind that clock back too far. We don't want more hippies! |
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