Later on I watched Peter Weir’s 1981 film “Gallipoli” and barracked for “Johnny Turk”. (nah not really)

Awesome.

I’m sure the diggers would be proud.

That’s un-Australian Krypto, you’ll rot in hell. I spent the day making up fckn flat-pack furniture, a very Australian thing to do.

Movie-wise, Lauren Graham was in Bad Santa and Because I Said So

A lot of people seem to have a problem with the speed they talk. When you see interviews with the creators you see that THEY actually talk like that.

Good thing is you don’t catch all the references the first time around so each time you watch it, you pick up more.

Anyway! Deal or No Deal is starting!! Gotta run!

(Feel free to bash me, Grodsters)

No, not too late, albi. Having it for dinner tonight. But microwaving them wrapped in paper towel? What does it end up tasting like?!

And hugs for your creaky joints.

Er…

Anyway, time to start taking fish oil tablets!

I will be doing that tonight or tomorrow. Will also put a post up. Soon as this hangover goes away.

That’s why ;;;; is so quiet the last few days – he’s been stolen.

And thankyou for asking Bron.

http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSN2323679120080423
http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSN2319603620080423

I played indoor cricket last night believing that I was still 25. This morning emerging from bed, the creaks were audible. it’s obvious that I’m no longer 25.

*needs a hug*

In between, I am taking my dogs to the hairdresser for a cut & perm, going to a friend’s 40th birthday, watching the end of season 3 of The Wire, catching this week’s Lost, Desperate Housewives, BSG, Boston Legal, Bill Maher’s Real Time and Bones. Somewhere in there, I will be chilling out with my monthly dose of China White. Oh, and of course Arrested Development repeats for lunchtime viewing on Sat/Sun.

I drank to much Vodka.

Bracing myself for the ANZAC Day deluge of ‘of course we don’t think war is a good thing but goodness me weren’t those chaps brave and how dare you say Gallipoli was all about an attempt to “Keep Turkey British” and anyway if they hadn’t been there we would all be speaking German/Japanese by now (insert wild assertions contrary to historical fact and/or possibility)and of course I was against the invasion of Iraq, but that’s different and now that we are there we have to help the poor buggers out (insert wild assertion contradicting the real motives of US imperialism and the even more evident historical record of the past five years)and anyway my (insert title of relative)died fighting for your right to spout your anti-war shit and so I will defend that right by punching your face in.

:-)

Then golf, mastication & petting small animals.

DVD of the weekend is series 2 of Early Doors

Well, Wah summed it up nicely.

Only criticism of the show is the episode in which Rory (the daughter) mispronounced P G Wodehouse’s name. That shit me off.

Any one who reads my prose will see that I am more than just functionally literate

Take that, stoppers.

I have been I lifelong fan of the kransky. In fact one of the anecdotes that I like to tell about my childhood concerns the time, when I was nine, that I had an appendicitis

And that’s all from me too, folks. Peasants. Whatever.

Goodnight. Sod off.

Christ, now I’ll really be banned. Good night.

http://www.themidnightsun.org/?p=2351

Serious, 17-cones-a-day nutjobbery.

Oh! If only I had banning powahs!

Oh this is all so chatty. The Editor is gonna wake up tomorrow and think he’s on some Yahoo forum about the Gilmour Girls, sausages and hardware stores.

So you’re from rural Queensland too?

Dilemma over.

Hmm. So, I guess that means no better and no worse.

Ray: useless advice. Go to the back of the classroom.

Wah: takes too long. Go to the back of the classroom.

THR: I don’t have a BBQ. Go to the back of the classroom.

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*Thinks to self:* Exactly what I expected from the peasants! Pah and piffle.

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*Rethinks:* Actually, I’m quite adept at frying things. Recalls THR to the front of the class. But he’ll never be one of the bourgeoise, the goddamned Marxist!

Sophie = Bronwyn + a brown shirt

Aren’t I considerate?! I’d rather not delete offensive material over having GrodsReaders gag. Ho ho ho. What a clever bitch I am. Brilliant!

Anyway, as an aside, once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, Bronwyn Bishop was my local MP. Tell me, Ray, is that worse or better than Sophie fucking Mirabella?!

Now, this evening when shopping at that mecca known as Coles Supermarket, I bought a kransky, on the sole basis that my dad likes kransky and would cook it sometimes when I was living at home with the folks. However, when I got home, I realised that I don’t know how kransky is cooked. Is it fried? Boiled? What? Because when I tried to remember my dad’s kranskies, I couldn’t remember how they tasted (ie boiled, fried, baked even?), all I remember is they tasted GOOD.

I forgot to ask my dear mum this evening when I spoke to her. So now, because I just went to the fridge to pour out more wine and saw a forlorn looking kranksky there, I remembered that I have to cook it — somehow. How?

Your turn to tell me, peasants.

(See, I’m adopting Blackadder’s condescending talk already! Excellent!)

Which season? I can’t remember that one.

(Listen to me talk like a Blackadder pro now, asking which season and shit.)

Or would be if I had the power to ban him.

Bloody dickhead.

“Well bugger me with a fish fork” is my favourite line from Blackadder

This one should really do it then Bron:

http://alpineopinion.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/sophie3.jpg

Somewhere, somehow, a fat, slanderous former student politician with connections to the ALP right is musing over opportunities lost.

And eating KFC.

Heh heh.

And seriously, if I hear TAP one more time, I’ll bonk you. Over the head with the butt of my pistol, that is.*

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*Settle down, I don’t own a pistol, ya dopey rightwing cunts.

As for Hugh Laurie, he’s very, very good, very foppish and stupid. Pity he’s wrecked that on House. Ergh, I hate that goddamned show. Don’t tell me you watch House, please?

She bribed him with a cushy job running some country Jazz Festival somewhere.

Oh good, so it wasn’t just me then.

Do you play Scrabulous on FB as well, Wah? I could kick your arse if you gave me a chance. (Not likely, but give Bron a chance! Hippy.)

Lateline? Shit, it’s MIDNIGHT!!! FARK! I though it was about 10pm or something.

Thank God there’s no work tomorrow (unlike this morning. God I hate that schmuck troll who kept me awake last night).

Agreed, Ray, We should ask for a mental health assessment on whoever caused that.

Isn’t Hugh Laurie’s Prince Regent hands-down the most hilarious comic creation on television? (”…and a robber button is?”)

http://alpineopinion.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/sophie9.jpg

Bron’s warning: first warning, Ray Dixon. I’m watching you. Oh yes, quaver in your boots, jock!

I’m playing Scramble on Facebook really badly and used the new chat facility to chat with an old friend who invited me to her birthday drinks thus confirming that I have a semblence of a life left.

I’m also looking up short courses for welding as I have inherited my dear father’s arc welder and I have great plans to make sculptures and garden furniture.

Have half an eye on the TV – Lateline is finished and now David Campbell is destroying some Bobby Darin songs – fugga bastid

Magic Bellybutton I must confess to being a big Gilmour Girls fan – such wonderful dialogue and charming charcters – and Laureli … tap!!!

So… what’s that show about, anyway?! I’ve never really understood it!!

Good? Good?! Oh good Lord, it’s a filthy, stinking pig sty, with bookshelves stacked to the ceiling in no coherent, ordered system, sci-fi books sitting next to autobiographies, while in the next row Stephen King and Tolstoy hug each other. American militia history books sit side by side with Yehuda Berg’s special brand of Kabbalism. Books, magazines, even newspapers can be found here. Boxes and boxes and even more boxes line the floor, creating a massive opportunity for people to trip over and sue the proprietor. Upstairs is more of the same that after a while you get confused and not sure what level you’re on.

In summary, it’s a wonderful place, and I love it. I’m sure you will, too.

Sophie Mira…[deleted].

Sorry, Ray, them’s the rules I laid down! — Bron

The parentals are visiting tomorrow and Saturday (not staying at my place, thank goodness).

Otherwise I’m just going to read, watch TV. Have season 7 of the Gilmore Girls to watch. The entire series of the British version of Queer as Folk also. Unless I decide to go with something funny, then I have the first series of The IT Crowd that someone gave me.

I suspect I’ll be spending a lot of time sitting on my arse over the next three days.

(Like, duh!!!11!)

(That summary could be any old show, I just realised!)

If I remember correctly it was on before or after the Chasers?

Fuck me what a piss funny show.

Blowing the long weekend watching entire slabs of awesome TV series is an excellent way to spend your time.

Arrested Development next!

Hooray for TV!