until i employed my new favourite search engine. it appears that someone else invented the word zomedy. i also like that the word portmanteau is used. it's kinda a cool word. i may go see zombieland. the indiscriminate slaughtering of zombies by woody harrelson appeals. i've also heard that there is a very interesting cameo. and bill murray is in it...he is the master of dryness. and dry humour appeals. it is deeply funny.
oh...and by the way...black caps suck...still...i may have to become a football fan. at least the only way for a supporter of the all whites is up!
and last but not least for today. for all you people from the netherlands (as well as aruba, suriname, netherlands antilles and belgium) ...Gelukkig sinterklaas dag...
RIP junior. i miss you.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
my least favourite cricket shot...
...is shouldering arms to a straight one. i mean come on guys. you are supposed to be the best of the best. can't you pick, in a split second, that it is going to clean you out? and anyway. shouldering arms is not in the spirit of the game. put your bat in front of it and block it out. take one for the team. especially when you can't make three figures.
and apparently not even dan could save us. has he lost some of his gloss? he's still hot so i think not.
and apparently not even dan could save us. has he lost some of his gloss? he's still hot so i think not.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
with apologies to alan gregg
as much as we all love wellington…currently the weather’s not so good. the wind has been cutting through me and it has definitely been raining more than it should. though, on the other hand, i'm not sure i'd be enjoying what's happening at the other end of the island. migraine inducing humidity.
yesterday I strolled along lambton quay with 6 12 and 13 year old boys. the suits and the briefcases were all there bustling along. we walked from te papa through manners mall (where they want to put buses, I wonder if the maccas renovations have this in mind). we went to the old cable car. I was telling the boys about how when I was younger we used to ride on the outside. some random uni student told us that his dad had told him that and I instantly felt ancient. and you know what? nowhere is very far. and. there is so much to do. after we had a look out over the city and went into the cable car museum we went back down and over to the museum of city and sea. we walked past all the cafes and bars (even starbucks which has foul coffee). and we also went into every skate shop along the way. it was an interesting day. timezone is nowhere near as interesting as when I was younger.
today, we went to bowling and lazer strike. and I won my game of lazer strike. out of 21 12 and 13 year olds. I didn’t remind them of it much. is it wrong to gloat? it didn’t even bother me that the 12 year old that won the first game (and who scored more than me) only had one arm (the other was in plaster). however, it did help that one of the boys in the opposition didn’t know how to play and was a very easy target. I must have killed him half a dozen times.
yesterday I strolled along lambton quay with 6 12 and 13 year old boys. the suits and the briefcases were all there bustling along. we walked from te papa through manners mall (where they want to put buses, I wonder if the maccas renovations have this in mind). we went to the old cable car. I was telling the boys about how when I was younger we used to ride on the outside. some random uni student told us that his dad had told him that and I instantly felt ancient. and you know what? nowhere is very far. and. there is so much to do. after we had a look out over the city and went into the cable car museum we went back down and over to the museum of city and sea. we walked past all the cafes and bars (even starbucks which has foul coffee). and we also went into every skate shop along the way. it was an interesting day. timezone is nowhere near as interesting as when I was younger.
today, we went to bowling and lazer strike. and I won my game of lazer strike. out of 21 12 and 13 year olds. I didn’t remind them of it much. is it wrong to gloat? it didn’t even bother me that the 12 year old that won the first game (and who scored more than me) only had one arm (the other was in plaster). however, it did help that one of the boys in the opposition didn’t know how to play and was a very easy target. I must have killed him half a dozen times.
Friday, November 27, 2009
one random thunking..plus two tests
am i the only one who hates labels? and i mean in both senses of the word. hate branding. plus...more literally...hate the things in the back of clothing. they annoy the fuck out of me. usually cut the bastards off. which also means that the washing instructions are removed cos the buggers put those on the back of the above...cunning.
here's the test (this is the hard question)...for which show are these the lyrics for the theme...?
It’s cold outside,
there’s no kind of atmosphere,
I’m all alone, more or less,
Let me fly, far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie shipwrecked and comatose,
Drinking fresh mango juice,
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
i hope i haven't missed too much cos it last screened (and here's the easy test) in MCMXCIX, and according to the credits i saw tonight the episode i saw was fillimed in MMIX...(and i know that because of bing, which is my new favourite search engine, that neither questions are hard..i challenge you to solve them the old fashioned way then trust you to be honest which is also horrifically old fashioned, i prefer traditional)
here's the test (this is the hard question)...for which show are these the lyrics for the theme...?
It’s cold outside,
there’s no kind of atmosphere,
I’m all alone, more or less,
Let me fly, far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie shipwrecked and comatose,
Drinking fresh mango juice,
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes,
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
i hope i haven't missed too much cos it last screened (and here's the easy test) in MCMXCIX, and according to the credits i saw tonight the episode i saw was fillimed in MMIX...(and i know that because of bing, which is my new favourite search engine, that neither questions are hard..i challenge you to solve them the old fashioned way then trust you to be honest which is also horrifically old fashioned, i prefer traditional)
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
what's on top?
just spent the evening schmoozing with the mayor. she's cool. i also did my first ever stint as a wait person. easy when there are only 30 people there. pleased that it has taken this long to do it.
tomorrow i'm involved in interviewing new employees. i know it's probably not going to be as exciting as it sounds but it'll be good experience. plus a day out of the classroom. my students are being shits so i'm looking forward to it.
when did peter fitzsimons switch from rugby player to author? i thought they were supposed to be fick boofheads...(well a certain wellington winger who hails from auckland certainly is...you have to turn him round at half time).
that's all for now.
tomorrow i'm involved in interviewing new employees. i know it's probably not going to be as exciting as it sounds but it'll be good experience. plus a day out of the classroom. my students are being shits so i'm looking forward to it.
when did peter fitzsimons switch from rugby player to author? i thought they were supposed to be fick boofheads...(well a certain wellington winger who hails from auckland certainly is...you have to turn him round at half time).
that's all for now.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
chris knox can write some mighty fine words
Hello my friend
It's morning, time to wake now
In body, in mind
Entwined will have to break now
But i need your flesh
Your warmth to stay beside me
Oh how i wish
You could be deep inside me
Show me your eyes
Your low most tender feeling
And i'll give you mine
Be truthful and revealing
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i knew that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
When we're alone
I cannot always face you
Maybe my mood
Won't let these arms embrace you
But that doesn't mean
My love's somehow diminished
Give me the time
To show our love's unfinished
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i know that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
And every word i say is true
What can i say?
The words destroy all meaning
There's only cliches
To get across this feeling
This is a love song
For John and Liesha’s mother
This isn't easy
I might not write another
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i knew that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
one can almost forgive him for selling out to a bread company. but it's hard being a muso in nz. and i believe this song brings fond memories for ex-pats.
It's morning, time to wake now
In body, in mind
Entwined will have to break now
But i need your flesh
Your warmth to stay beside me
Oh how i wish
You could be deep inside me
Show me your eyes
Your low most tender feeling
And i'll give you mine
Be truthful and revealing
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i knew that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
When we're alone
I cannot always face you
Maybe my mood
Won't let these arms embrace you
But that doesn't mean
My love's somehow diminished
Give me the time
To show our love's unfinished
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i know that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
And every word i say is true
What can i say?
The words destroy all meaning
There's only cliches
To get across this feeling
This is a love song
For John and Liesha’s mother
This isn't easy
I might not write another
And it's you that i love
And it's true that i love
And it's love not given lightly
But i knew that it's love
And it's you that i love
And it's more than what it might be
one can almost forgive him for selling out to a bread company. but it's hard being a muso in nz. and i believe this song brings fond memories for ex-pats.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
stupid weather
this morning it was fair persisting down. i was asked when will summer be here. i replied when it stops raining. it has now. but it's not yet summer. stupid weather.
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