TV, movies, music, that kind of thing
Tardy: The arrival of dishes on the table in the Thai restaurant on Friday night. Superb when they arrived, but boy, you know something’s gone wrong when the entree is the last thing that turns up. Sharp: Maisie The Dog’s claws, in her enthusiasm to greet me when visiting, which went into my wrist and ... [More]
It was about 5am when the noise of pouring rain woke me this morning.
Dear spammers, I am not throwing away money, and I don’t have a home loan that needs re-financing. I don’t understand teenagers, let alone Swedish ones, and have no wish to watch them. I don’t want to buy any remote control mini-cars. My penis is of adequate size, thanks. I’m busy enough as it is, ... [More]
In the late 80s and early 90s, I watched a lot of TV. I also recorded a lot of TV. It’s left me with a rather large collection of VHS tapes, probably in the region of 250. As the 90s changed from “early” to “mid” it finally dawned on me (Eureka!) that I wasn’t getting ... [More]
One of the things that saves the arts from censorship is a good reliable ratings system. But it is critical that those responsible for deciding the ratings get it right.
I used to watch The Bill religiously, but haven’t for some years — not since it went soapie. So I was most amused when one of the toys to arrive for Jeremy’s sixth birthday a couple of weeks ago was a The Bill policeman action figure, courtesy of my Uncle Kevin in England (aka UK ... [More]
A lot of Melbourne’s bloggers are taking things a little more cautiously at the moment, following Jenjen’s sacking (just after she gave notice anyway) due to the alleged content and work time involved in her blog. For my own part, I’ve scrupulously avoided naming where I work or going into too much detail about my ... [More]
The Simple Life. After reading a pretty funny article previewing this show the other week, I thought I’d give it a look. It sounded funny. And it was, kinda. I mean, I know they’ve probably spent a lot of time editing this show to make Paris and Nicole seem stupid, but they wouldn’t have been ... [More]
It must be the heat, but I thought as I walked home this morning that I saw a bloke wearing a Barry Manilow t-shirt. Nah, can’t have been.
Plonkers. Barlow McEwan and Tribe. My contribution to Googlebombing.
Finally got around to seeing Return of the King yesterday. Mumble mumble, couldn’t get Gold Class tickets before now, mumble mumble. I’m a little miffed that on top of the $30/seat Gold Class price (expensive perhaps, but the service and comfort do make it worth it for movies like this) I was stung an additional ... [More]
I met an Important Person today. In a crisp white shirt, clean dark trousers, shiny shoes (at least I assume they were, I didn’t look closely), neat tie. We sat in a spotless boardroom in a high building and talked about Important Things. He had a cold. After a few sniffles, he pulled a hankie ... [More]