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| Blog-tired |
| 11.29.03 (5:16 pm) [edit] |
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I started off blogging as a way to develop material for opinion pieces, comedy routines, etc. But now I find that I never have time to actually finish these off, and make some money out of them. Rather than hone and develop posts, I'm forever writing new ones. (This isn't my only blog, by the way. I do have others, which can all be accessed from my homepage, here.) In my inability to finish projects I think I'm a lot like Orson Welles - er, except I'm a lot thinner, not nearly as talented, beardless, have never made even one classic fillum (let alone several), don't have a booming voice, don't smoke cigars, and am not deceased. But aside from that we're practically identical. |
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| Self-hating comic |
| 11.27.03 (6:15 pm) [edit] |
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Went to a comedy try-out night last night to watch a friend do one of her very first gigs. (She kicked arse, by the way.) There was one guy, an American, who did a whole routine apologising for his nationality. It included many Moore-onic observations about Seppolian self-righteousness, brutality, dumbness, etc. His act revealed an almost total ignorance of what was really happening. One gag implied that the Iraqi resistance to the Americans was a sort of "people's movement" of justifiably angry locals. But as any remotely informed person knows, these men are the remnants of Saddam's people-shredding, baby-murdering regime, plus a few blow-ins (or should I say blow-ups?) from Islamofascist terrorist groups (quite probably including al-Qaeda) in neighbouring countries - the very people the fluffy wuffies say Saddam had absolutely no link with in the first place. All throughout his routine there was not one mention (let alone condemnation) of Saddam's brutality, or the Taliban's, or September 11, or the carnage in Bali, or Turkey, etc. Predictably the very fluff-heavy audience loved this Bush-bashing. (Hey, I remember when that term described driving through scrub in a landrover! But that's another matter...) He got big yucks and riotous applause throughout his act, especially at the end. I half-expected them to give him a standing ovation. But of course, they were too relaxed and comfortable to indulge in such a fusty ritual. Hoots and hollers would suffice. When he left the stage he was personally congratulated by just about every professional poof and dogmatic dyke there. I couldn't help but think these were the very people who would be "first up against the wall when the (Islamofascist) revolution comes"; up against a wall - the women with their faces burned by acid - which would subsequently be torn down upon them. (And if they were to survive, they would probably be finished off by a crowd of rock-throwers - a new variation on "getting stoned" that they might not find so pleasurable.) Added to this was the fact that this all occurred at an RSL club, supposedly one of the last bastions of right-wing, conservative, homophobic bigotry in Australia. The many layers of irony would've done yer head in if you'd pondered 'em too long. I thought, this is really bloody sad: A self-loathing American playing to a gallery of self-loathing queers. But then I reconsidered: Maybe loathing had nothing to do with it. It was more about ignorance and stupidity. These poor people's brains have just been too fried by dope, dogma and eccies for them to realise just how far down Bullshit Road they have travelled. Whatever. The experience was definitely creepy as all get out. (Oh, and he also railed agains the Free Trade Agreement, implying that this was the kind of culture we should protect and preserve at taxpayer's expense... Gawd.) Still, I'll give him credit where credit is due: He was a slick and confident performer, and he'd really pared his routine back to just lead-ups and punchlines. So, good on him for that. |
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| Arty wankers re-revisited |
| 11.24.03 (2:34 pm) [edit] |
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Re the woeful state of Oz fillums: Paddy McGuinness nails it in today's Sydney's Mourning Feral. To which I'd like to add: The biggest irony is that these petulant plonkers all desperately want to make it in Hollywood, but are pissed off when Hollywood wants to make it here. ("It" in the latter case being fillums that people actually want to see.) Typical lefties - always wanting it both ways. |
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| Arty wankers revisited |
| 11.23.03 (2:48 am) [edit] |
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For any remotely intelligent person who viewed the AFIs the other night, it would be obvious that Artsville is sick as. The disease is in epidemic proportions not just in Oz, but right through the West. Here is some good info on why (and how) it got that way in America. |
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| Tragic film awards |
| 11.22.03 (6:20 pm) [edit] |
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I was gonna post a bile-spattered rant about the tragic Australian Film Institute Awards two nights back. But I had connection troubles, couldn't get round to it. Tim Blair and Paul Bickford beat me to it. It seems they also had the stomach to watch most, if not all of the debacle. But I was rolling my eyes after the ever-manic, never-funny host Tony Squires had laid his first few steamers. I switched channels for a while, then returned in time to see neckless bimbo Sascha Horler receive her award for Best Wanktress. As well as the obligatory feminist squawk about "no good roles for women" she yammered something about wanting to be able to take her grand-kids to fillums in which the characters spoke "with our Australian accent, and idiom". Two things struck me as particularly nauseating: First, the thought that this malevolent mediocrity was actually intending to breed (or already had, God forbid!). The other was the fact that she spoke with a voice so hoity-toity (and whitey-tightey) she could've had two chunky plums in her mouth and a Chernobyl carrot stuck up her arse! At that point I headed straight for the dunny and barfed. |
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| Just learned something |
| 11.21.03 (5:22 am) [edit] |
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I've been blogging for well over a year now. Yet during that whole time I've never figured out how to get that natty indented effect for quoted text that just about every other blogger on the planet uses. Until today, that is! I just stumbled on the required HTML in a comment box. I'll see if it actually does the trick... Now this bit of text should sit snugly in the middle of the screen, with more space on either side than the words above and below, thereby effectively - but nonetheless subtly - conveying the notion that it has been transported from some other page on the web. Yippee! It works! |
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| Annoying cyber-icons |
| 11.20.03 (4:58 am) [edit] |
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I just had a squizz at my old blog stats. Saw a hit from someone using a really weird browser. It was called "FreeBSD". Being the total tightwad I am, I zeroed in on the word "free" and Googled my way to the site. It looks like it's another one of these hip "open source" projects created by geeks in their spare time. It's worth a look, I reckon. And just on the subject of browsers and operating systems and stuff: Why is it that they all have little creature and monster icons? The one above's got a devil, Mozilla's is a fire breathing dinosaur, Linux has a friggin' penguin. And even Ninemsn employs some dork dressed up as a butterfly as a mascot! Is this another example of animal rights activists poking their ugly, piggy, pointy little heads into our lives? Whatever it is it's damn annoying - and unhygeinic. Little critters everywhere in cyberspace... Yeugh! Maybe this is how computer viruses started? |
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| Few hits already |
| 11.20.03 (4:13 am) [edit] |
| Just saw that I've had 78 hits already. Must be something to do with that RSS feed, or something, which I didn't have on my old blog. Should look into that some more... |
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| My old address |
| 11.19.03 (6:27 pm) [edit] |
| Just a note for all blog surfers who haven't come by way of my original blog: If you want to read my archives, they're found here. |
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| Just plane grumpy! |
| 11.19.03 (6:13 pm) [edit] |
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Apparently the air-traffic noise in Sydney's inner west is gonna get even worse. Crikey, it's already shockin'! I live in Petersham, right under the flight path. Planes fly in so often and so low over my joint that I can practically see the whites of the pilots' knuckles. And re that whole aviation caper: It always amazes me how these big hunks of metal make it in unscathed every time. Whenever I hear the roar of an approaching jumbo, I get very nervous indeed (particularly at night). Two possible outcomes haunt me: A) A terrorist's bomb blows it to bits in mid-air. B) The engine just carks it, and the damn thing lands right on top of me! Both visions are equally nightmarish. (Although there is one up-side to the first "explosion in mid-air" scenario: some of the fluff-infested cafes in neighbouring Newtown would be devastated by the shrapnel. This softens my angst just a tad.) Still, with even more noise down the track, whatthehellamigonnado? I know, I'll move to somewhere comparatively quiet, like downtown Hong Kong, for instance. |
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| New home |
| 11.16.03 (5:34 pm) [edit] |
| Okay, I've decided to give this joint a go. The main reason I'm moving is because while Blogger is fantastic in its own way - and I'll always have a soft (blog)spot for it in my heart - Tblog has commentability included in the basic package, and you don't have to fickle-fuckle-fartarse about with Perl scripting (whatever the hell that is!) like you do with Moveable Type. Also, if people write me a whole lot of nasty comments and my ego suffers, then I can always go back to the old blog, safe in the knowledge that they can't actually snipe at me on the site! |
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