He got me thinking, though. What ever happened to the use of rhyming slang in the vernacular? Did someone accidentally let a policeman onto the trick, thereby making the rhyme system useless for its intended purpose (obfuscation to avoid the law)? It is a sad fact that Australian slang has devolved almost to the point where adding an ‘O’ to the end of a word is the extent of our customisation.
The Westie/Bogan/Bevan population seem to be the only holders of a true slang, but to me that population is tainted by association with The Dog-Man, who roams near my workplace. He speaks like a dog would, were it to attempt speech, more like a bark or growl than words. He lives wild, is wild. I feel sorry for him, perhaps with treatment he could be happier, instead of scaring everyone by growl-muttering as he walks along the streets of Parramatta.The government is definitely stealing his thoughts. Poor Dog-Man.
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There are also a lot of lemons. An frozen diet coke.
The Lemon Thunder:
Ingredients
The Juice of one lemon
A lidful of Rum
frozen diet coke
Method
Add to glass in order, from top to bottom.
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SPOILER: he died at the end, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Soon it would be over and I could go to the bathroom. That was the best part of the movie.
*The main Navajo had very white teeth.
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I just opened my package from thinkgeek, and the first 3 tshirts have arrived. They are the F*R*A*G, GEEK Candy, and Joystick Junkie shirts. They fit well and are good quality. I am happy.
These shirts supplement my existing thinkgeek catalog: you are dumb v1.0; caffeine; C.H.I.M.P.; and Nerf Gun. If you ever get stuck for a present, got to thinkgeek. You are sure to be able to get me something there, as long as you shop a week in advance.
Green laser pointer! Green laser pointer! Green laser pointer!
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It’s Like That(Drop the Break) by Run-D.M.C. -vs- Jason Nevins was played on the radio. A chill went down my spine, as so many images of my past flashed through my head. Images of tweekin, and the way it used to be in the good old days, five years ago. Those days are long gone, but I sure do miss them.
I haven’t been out this year since Fuzzy Field Day and I am feeling the pull, have been for a few weeks now. I want to get hedonistic. I want the d-floor.
I know why I left the scene. It was getting old, man. Or maybe it was me. I have seen too much of the negative side of clubbing, long ago I lost the sense of awe and gained a new sense which might be described as an eye for biz. I can track back to that night, at Stateside, where the pieces fell together and I became aware of the other social layer spread above that of the cattle class clubbers. I studied it, I knew it … and I became it…
I had the sense to leave before I was lost, but I had lost the love for the scene. The music I still cherish, but the whole thing has a bad taste, to me. There are a lot of people in the überclass who are not nice people. I don’t want to be around them.
Yet I feel the pull, the urge to go out and dance all night to some killer tracks, emerging to the cruel light of day, but smiling to all the other hardcore clubbers who made it to the last track, knowing that you are all brothers under the one god. And His name is Phil.
I miss being Chupa-Chup, The King of Tweekin. I miss Emma. I know that I will never see either of them again, but they will always hold a special place in my heart.
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The subtitles initially detracted from the movie as I had to choose between following the plot or watching the beautiful scenery. This soon became a non-issue as my brain kicked in and I was able to process the text peripherally. Perhaps I suddenly learned Japanese?
All up, 3 gold stars.
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I only published to stop spong from his seemingly endless barrage of taunts and complaints. He doesn’t always publish them, but they are there, nonetheless.
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I learned that it is bad to use fertiliser on crops, since the fertiliser pollutes the water supply. I learned that it is bad to put pesticides on crops, since they are indiscriminate killers, and besides they lead to super-pests. These things concerned my young mind. As I got older I was able to relax, seeing the developments in biotech making naturally pest-resistant crops, which fixed nitrogen into the soil and lasted longer on the shelf to boot.
Today I learned that GM crops are bad, thanks to a handy FUD pamphlet from our friends at Greenpeace. I am confused. If GM crops are a step towards reducing fertiliser and pesticide use, why are they bad? Because they aren’t nature’s original species. Well guess what? No crops are nature’s original species. They are all genetically modified through unnatural selection. Just because the modification was done in a less effient manner does not make it “natural”. Remember high school science? Remember Mendel’s pea plants? Greenpeace bloody don’t. I can’t respect and believe in the other causes of that organisation now that I see them for what they are, which is just another corporation.
I will stop ranting now, but when I am in Japan, I might reconsider that can of whale meat.
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FLUX in the Word Of The Week box.
And when the site reaches eighty-eight hits per day…
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bore fest.
And it is, indeed.
I didn’t have a bad time reading it … but I think time has moved on.
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