Since the Dawn of Time, Man has wanted to Party. Woman too. Just this year, archaeologists have discovered the remains of a 30-million-year-old human ancestor, with a brain the size of a nickel, holding a glowstick. (Come to that, I met a guy with a brain the size of a nickel in Purple Sneakers just last week.)
But, for just as long as there have been parties, people have been left disappointed, frustrated and confused. There’s a reason it’s called “throwing” a party. Throw it well, and it’ll soar. Throw it badly, and it’ll fall flat, or put someone’s eye out, and lead to messy legal proceedings.
So, before you hold your next party, think about all the best parties you’ve been at…
House Parties - No, I don’t mean parties where you play house music. I mean parties that you hold at your house. (Having said that, there’s nothing to stop you from playing house music at your House Party and having a House House Party. Go right ahead. Indeed, you can even watch acclaimed medical drama series House at said House House Party, making it a House House House Party.) What was I saying again? Oh yeah. House Parties are great.
Costume Parties - When else could you make out with Marilyn Monroe, sing karaoke with Marcel Marseau, or beat up Osama bin Laden? Anyone with a passing acquaintance with The Bard knows that Romeo and Juliet met at a costume party. And that ended up happily, right? Right? Right? Right. Themed parties also add an extra element of fun to proceedings. Why not give your party a theme, like Superheroes, Hollywood Stars, or Characters from the Collected Works of Fyodor Dostoevsky? And, if you really enjoy pretending to be someone else, why don’t you try identity theft? Try stealing mail, eavesdropping on other people’s personal transactions or hacking into computer databases.
Bachelor Parties - A Bachelor Party is the party at which you’re most likely to have two strippers turn up and lick whipped cream off each other’s private parts. (Except perhaps the Liberal Party.) Yes, yes, I know: apparently you’re only supposed to have a Bachelor Party when you’re getting married - but with divorce rates like they are and it being the 21st century, it is becoming increasingly acceptable to get married purely to have a Bachelor Party.
Dinner Parties - Traditionally the domain of married couples, Dinner Parties are a classy affair, usually involving candlelight, a nice dinner, a nice bottle of wine, a domestic spat, a spontaneous act of infidelity in the laundry room, and Kenny G records. [CAUTION: Prolonged exposure to Kenny G records may cause dizziness, mottled skin, loss of appetite, paranoia, baldness, dark urine, gastrointestinal upset and impotence FOREVER.]
Office Parties - There are some things that were never meant to go together. Nitric acid and zinc. Pineapple and pizza. Catherine Zeta-Jones and Michael Douglas. But by far the most lethal combination - far more frightening than any mere chemical reaction or Domino’s Hawaiian - is work colleagues and alcohol. Letting loose and chilling out with your workmates might sound like a good idea at first but, by the end of the night, James from IT is dancing with his shirt off, Max from Sales is telling the Boss what he really thinks of him, and Rob from Accounting is having his way with Jill from Reception in the corner… The phrase “You’ll never live it down” was invented for Office Parties.
McDonald’s Parties - We all remember these. Due to the age ceiling, having a real McDonald’s Party is a bit difficult for those of us over 10 years old (i.e. most of the 3D World readership). However, feel free to turn up to McDonald’s with all of your mates, buy 27 soft serve cones for about eight dollars, and dance the night away. You’ll have fun. Trust me.
Cast Parties - All those weeks of rehearsing have paid off, and your musical society’s production of Jesus Christ Superstar was a huge success! Ashfield Community Hall has never seen anything like it! So, it’s time to get together one last time, have some punch, play drama games and have everyone join in a lovely sing-along of I Don’t Know How To Love Him.
Tupperware Parties - In need of some plastic containers in which to store rice, pasta, Thai stir-fry or any number of other tasty dishes? Then you’re in need of a Tupperware Party. Contact your local FridgeSmart consultant (what a job!), get together with your fellow housewives, and find out about the exciting world of keeping food fresh! Mmm! For best results, combine with Bachelor Party.
Coming-Out Parties - What better way to celebrate coming out of the closet about your BIG SECRET than holding a party? If you manage to get everyone drunk, half the people there won’t even remember your BIG SECRET by the time it’s morning - except your parents, who will disown you. Sorry.
Search Parties - Trying to find a lost loved one in a national park by torchlight with police and wilderness-trained emergency medical personnel at your side can be a fun and exciting way to spend a Friday night. Make sure you don’t forget to play the Grease Mega-Mix.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Movies
Really banal time-wasting chat on movies.
* Curse of the Golden Flower - Ninjas. Chow Yun-Fat. More ninjas. All the ingredients for an awesome movie. And, to be fair, it was awesome. But there are certain conventions of Western filmmaking that were (no doubt inadvertently) subverted by Curse of the Golden Flower, like making sense. No wait, that's not fair either, it's just that the movie just ended rather than finished. Some people would say, "Oh, but the idea is that you keeping thinking about the movie after it's done, rather than forget about it." Keep thinking about how shit the ending was, yes. Which brings me to:
* The Science of Sleep - I've been looking forward to this fucking film for almost a year, reading reviews from the states and all the rest of it. Like many people, I was expecting Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind 2. What I got was Eternal Who Cares of the Shitty Movie 2. Everything that worked in Eternal Sunshine - the ambiguity, the dreamlike vibe, the pathetic protagonist - fell flat on its face this time round, since Charlie Kaufmann wasn't around, I'm guessing. Turns out Michel Gondry isn't a genius after all. And if I see that fucking Daft Punk film clip one time...
* Priceless - NOT the French Breakfast At Tiffany's. Both leading ladies are named Audrey, and that's about it. Speaking of Breakfast At Tiffany's, how much does Blake Edwards love the song Moon River? He only uses it 5,000 times in the movie. I mean, it's a great song, but I was dreaming that song for weeks afterwards. GETOVERIT!
* Spider-man 3 - I'm not qualified to give this film a critique in the context of the trilogy - having missed (not bothered with) the other two films - but it seemed to have three movies' worth of material in it anyway. Anyway, it was nice to see a Marvel movie with a storyline that goes a little beyond the whole saving-the-world thing. No, I didn't see X-Men 3 - piss off. Spider-man turning into a badass was awesome, and Topher Grace is infallible, except for his retarded name.
* The Host - So good! Who new the Korean film industry had it in them? No one, that's who. This had three movies' worth of material in it, but in a good way: monsters, twists, the whole one-man-against-the-world vibe, satirical commentary on the American military, Asian schoolgirls, and subtitles (so you can feel sophisticated-like for seeing a foreign movie). Alas, no boobies.
* Hot Fuzz - What were you talking about, Kieren? A great film. What's-his-name was great.
Okay I've just lost interest in this post.
* Curse of the Golden Flower - Ninjas. Chow Yun-Fat. More ninjas. All the ingredients for an awesome movie. And, to be fair, it was awesome. But there are certain conventions of Western filmmaking that were (no doubt inadvertently) subverted by Curse of the Golden Flower, like making sense. No wait, that's not fair either, it's just that the movie just ended rather than finished. Some people would say, "Oh, but the idea is that you keeping thinking about the movie after it's done, rather than forget about it." Keep thinking about how shit the ending was, yes. Which brings me to:
* The Science of Sleep - I've been looking forward to this fucking film for almost a year, reading reviews from the states and all the rest of it. Like many people, I was expecting Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind 2. What I got was Eternal Who Cares of the Shitty Movie 2. Everything that worked in Eternal Sunshine - the ambiguity, the dreamlike vibe, the pathetic protagonist - fell flat on its face this time round, since Charlie Kaufmann wasn't around, I'm guessing. Turns out Michel Gondry isn't a genius after all. And if I see that fucking Daft Punk film clip one time...
* Priceless - NOT the French Breakfast At Tiffany's. Both leading ladies are named Audrey, and that's about it. Speaking of Breakfast At Tiffany's, how much does Blake Edwards love the song Moon River? He only uses it 5,000 times in the movie. I mean, it's a great song, but I was dreaming that song for weeks afterwards. GETOVERIT!
* Spider-man 3 - I'm not qualified to give this film a critique in the context of the trilogy - having missed (not bothered with) the other two films - but it seemed to have three movies' worth of material in it anyway. Anyway, it was nice to see a Marvel movie with a storyline that goes a little beyond the whole saving-the-world thing. No, I didn't see X-Men 3 - piss off. Spider-man turning into a badass was awesome, and Topher Grace is infallible, except for his retarded name.
* The Host - So good! Who new the Korean film industry had it in them? No one, that's who. This had three movies' worth of material in it, but in a good way: monsters, twists, the whole one-man-against-the-world vibe, satirical commentary on the American military, Asian schoolgirls, and subtitles (so you can feel sophisticated-like for seeing a foreign movie). Alas, no boobies.
* Hot Fuzz - What were you talking about, Kieren? A great film. What's-his-name was great.
Okay I've just lost interest in this post.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
The Dude Abides
* Why is it that we can put a man on the moon but we still can't stop a zoo smelling like shit? Priorities, people.
* I'm never going to wear my Eagles Farewell Tour concert T-shirt. Let's face it. I get laughed at for wearing it at band practice for chrissake. I have no problem wearing my Bowie T-shirt to 3D World, or my Yes T-shirt to the V Festival, or my Radiohead "We Suck Young Blood" T-shirt to after school care... but there's just something about The Eagles that is faintly -- no, not faintly -- immensely embarrassing. Is it Don Henley's solo career? Perhaps. The WS FM-friendly AND overt sentimentality of the track Desperado and New Kid In Town? Probably.
I'm just annoyed they weren't selling concert shirts at the David Gates concert. A black T-shirt with "BABY I'M A WANT YOU" on it in big letters? Awesome.
* How good is Anna Nicole Smith's diary? "Well found out I was P.G. [pregnant?] today on Clays BDay Im in shock Im so scared! How can this happen to me. Clay will hate me he dont want kid Cant do it!" ("Cant do it!" is underlined) The collected letters of Oscar Wilde? Fuck off, this is real insight into character.
* I'm never going to wear my Eagles Farewell Tour concert T-shirt. Let's face it. I get laughed at for wearing it at band practice for chrissake. I have no problem wearing my Bowie T-shirt to 3D World, or my Yes T-shirt to the V Festival, or my Radiohead "We Suck Young Blood" T-shirt to after school care... but there's just something about The Eagles that is faintly -- no, not faintly -- immensely embarrassing. Is it Don Henley's solo career? Perhaps. The WS FM-friendly AND overt sentimentality of the track Desperado and New Kid In Town? Probably.
I'm just annoyed they weren't selling concert shirts at the David Gates concert. A black T-shirt with "BABY I'M A WANT YOU" on it in big letters? Awesome.
* How good is Anna Nicole Smith's diary? "Well found out I was P.G. [pregnant?] today on Clays BDay Im in shock Im so scared! How can this happen to me. Clay will hate me he dont want kid Cant do it!" ("Cant do it!" is underlined) The collected letters of Oscar Wilde? Fuck off, this is real insight into character.
Friday, May 11, 2007
People who talk about stuff no one cares about
* All of you at some point or another have received an email or read a blog entry that starts with something like, 'FUCK! I JUST SPENT 20 MINUTES WRITING THE BEST THING EVER AND BLOGGER/HOTMAIL CRASHED!' I find it really hard to care when I read stuff like that. 'So what?' Right? 'Now you're wasting more time complaining. Well done.' So, yeah, Blogger just crashed on me -- possibly it was overloaded by the unprecedented comments explosion. Anyway, who cares? Not you guys. Fuck it.
* That Dr Whatsit-Thingy's Brain Training game on the Nintendo DS is actually quite nifty. I'd argue it's the most fun you can have with your pants on while stimulating your prefrontal cortex. And it turns out I have a secret talent: syllable counting. Who'd have guessed? (3 syllables)
* I've had it for quite some time now, but I've only just realised that my keyboard at home doesn't have a green light to tell me if the Caps Lock key is on or off. IT'S FUCKING ANNOYING. I mean, It's fucking annoying.
* Ah, such power. In last week's magazine I took the piss out of a regular event that happens at the Cross called 'Club Parliament'. I mean, what kind of name is that? So I ran a comp last week and appealed to our entrants to come up with a new name for the event. It so happens that the event organisers got wind of it and are taking my comments on board. In fact I just sent them a list of the best suggestions we received:
the real deal
Club Rep
Champmate
Question Time with the Skid Mark on the bedsheet that is australian polictics!
Schmeewonda's
white knuckles
Fizzy Funkdown
Death To Politicians
Club Politics sucks!
Cross out the obvious.
club audio freaks
Guy Fawkes Day
(I particularly like "Schmeewonda's".) So there you are. I'm not just scamming free stuff here. I actually do occasionally make a difference. And whoever said that satire was the weapon of the powerless against the powerful? ... Mark Twain, it turns out.
* Why release Hey Dad! on DVD? What fan base are you trying to appease? What audience are you trying to reach? The former editor here apparently worked with... what was that boofy-haired typist's name? Elaine? Anyway, it turns out that after the heady days of Hey Dad!, one of its stars ended up making ends meet by working as a telemarketer... A fall from grace, yes? ... Actually, that might be considered a step up.
* Speaking of 'Where Are They Now?'-type stuff, did anybody catch ACA last night? Don't lie. One-time Big Brother winner Trevor is now doing errands as a post boy or something and making $18 an hour. Look up "washed up" in the dictionary and you'll see a picture of Trevor's face. Actually, look up most words in my dictionary and you'll see a picture of Trevor's face. Hmm, need a new dictionary.
* What's the deal with colleagues offering a round of drinks and then running away?
"Can I grab you a drink?"
"... Sure."
"What are you drinking?"
"Coopers Green."
And he walks off, never to be seen again.
* Obviously I can't ignore the comments for my last post, but I actually haven't read the last 10 or so, so forgive me if my two cents' worth is treading old ground: I like the word "random" and the increasingly "incorrect" way it is being used. I like how its meaning has evolved naturally through modern discourse, and I'm happy that the lexicographers now have to accomodate it with a new definition rather than the other way round.
But anyway. Carry on.
* That Dr Whatsit-Thingy's Brain Training game on the Nintendo DS is actually quite nifty. I'd argue it's the most fun you can have with your pants on while stimulating your prefrontal cortex. And it turns out I have a secret talent: syllable counting. Who'd have guessed? (3 syllables)
* I've had it for quite some time now, but I've only just realised that my keyboard at home doesn't have a green light to tell me if the Caps Lock key is on or off. IT'S FUCKING ANNOYING. I mean, It's fucking annoying.
* Ah, such power. In last week's magazine I took the piss out of a regular event that happens at the Cross called 'Club Parliament'. I mean, what kind of name is that? So I ran a comp last week and appealed to our entrants to come up with a new name for the event. It so happens that the event organisers got wind of it and are taking my comments on board. In fact I just sent them a list of the best suggestions we received:
the real deal
Club Rep
Champmate
Question Time with the Skid Mark on the bedsheet that is australian polictics!
Schmeewonda's
white knuckles
Fizzy Funkdown
Death To Politicians
Club Politics sucks!
Cross out the obvious.
club audio freaks
Guy Fawkes Day
(I particularly like "Schmeewonda's".) So there you are. I'm not just scamming free stuff here. I actually do occasionally make a difference. And whoever said that satire was the weapon of the powerless against the powerful? ... Mark Twain, it turns out.
* Why release Hey Dad! on DVD? What fan base are you trying to appease? What audience are you trying to reach? The former editor here apparently worked with... what was that boofy-haired typist's name? Elaine? Anyway, it turns out that after the heady days of Hey Dad!, one of its stars ended up making ends meet by working as a telemarketer... A fall from grace, yes? ... Actually, that might be considered a step up.
* Speaking of 'Where Are They Now?'-type stuff, did anybody catch ACA last night? Don't lie. One-time Big Brother winner Trevor is now doing errands as a post boy or something and making $18 an hour. Look up "washed up" in the dictionary and you'll see a picture of Trevor's face. Actually, look up most words in my dictionary and you'll see a picture of Trevor's face. Hmm, need a new dictionary.
* What's the deal with colleagues offering a round of drinks and then running away?
"Can I grab you a drink?"
"... Sure."
"What are you drinking?"
"Coopers Green."
And he walks off, never to be seen again.
* Obviously I can't ignore the comments for my last post, but I actually haven't read the last 10 or so, so forgive me if my two cents' worth is treading old ground: I like the word "random" and the increasingly "incorrect" way it is being used. I like how its meaning has evolved naturally through modern discourse, and I'm happy that the lexicographers now have to accomodate it with a new definition rather than the other way round.
But anyway. Carry on.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
When rappers edit their own Wikipedia pages...
"K-Rino is one of the most underrated rappers within the Houston, Texas area. His profound storytelling, incredible delivery and potent and quite mind boggling lyrics set him ahead of most artists in the Houston area. Critics are saying that the beats are what are lacking, but a new track has surfaced feature K-Rino over German beatsmith Keyza Soze on a track entitled "Look Around You", which is one of his best tracks to date.
Look Around You can be found on Book Number 7, the new release from K-Rino on Black Book International.
K-Rino has collaborated with numerous"
[It ends there.]
Look Around You can be found on Book Number 7, the new release from K-Rino on Black Book International.
K-Rino has collaborated with numerous"
[It ends there.]
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Responses
New look! I hated that green, that's all. Green fucking sucks.
Every Wednesday the One Minute Angels visit 3D World and give us all massages. At first I just felt plain guilty, like I was being serviced by a hooker, only a not very good one. Anyway I've stopped trying to make conversation with them. There's a different one every week, what's the point? It's like making small talk with taxi drivers. Why bother. If they were interesting people they wouldn't be taxi drivers, right? Sorry to any taxi drivers reading this.
Anyway, I keep forgetting to respond to my blog comments, so here's a wrap-up:
Astrid: I'm off to the States at the end of June. Plenty of time for a nice dinner, if you're still keen... ha.
Dan: Made out with any married women lately? High-five!
Jackie: Thanks for all that. Those tours -- we've checked them out now -- sound marvellous. This is all starting to feel like it's actually going to happen. The sort of feeling you get when you, like, see the Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World's End trailer for the first time. A good feeling.
Pat A: Thanks for the big ups. How does one spell 'big ups' anyway? With a hyphen? One word? Who cares? That Dan Brown story was what those in the know call a 'surprise success'. Almost as popular as the Vertigo piece where I got beaten up by seven-year-olds.
Unbiased Critic: I'll be slowly implementing your suggestions. As you can see I've changed the blog title, which I think is a vast improvement. Thanks for dropping on by. You should write for my magazine. Or do you already? Hmm.
Every Wednesday the One Minute Angels visit 3D World and give us all massages. At first I just felt plain guilty, like I was being serviced by a hooker, only a not very good one. Anyway I've stopped trying to make conversation with them. There's a different one every week, what's the point? It's like making small talk with taxi drivers. Why bother. If they were interesting people they wouldn't be taxi drivers, right? Sorry to any taxi drivers reading this.
Anyway, I keep forgetting to respond to my blog comments, so here's a wrap-up:
Astrid: I'm off to the States at the end of June. Plenty of time for a nice dinner, if you're still keen... ha.
Dan: Made out with any married women lately? High-five!
Jackie: Thanks for all that. Those tours -- we've checked them out now -- sound marvellous. This is all starting to feel like it's actually going to happen. The sort of feeling you get when you, like, see the Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World's End trailer for the first time. A good feeling.
Pat A: Thanks for the big ups. How does one spell 'big ups' anyway? With a hyphen? One word? Who cares? That Dan Brown story was what those in the know call a 'surprise success'. Almost as popular as the Vertigo piece where I got beaten up by seven-year-olds.
Unbiased Critic: I'll be slowly implementing your suggestions. As you can see I've changed the blog title, which I think is a vast improvement. Thanks for dropping on by. You should write for my magazine. Or do you already? Hmm.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
William Shakespeare's autograph
This is the autograph of the greatest writer of the English language.
"William Shurblue"? Clearly the greatest writer of the English language lost patience halfway through writing his own fucking name. (Fair enough -- ever tried writing with a quill? The novelty wears off very quickly.)
"William Shurblue"? Clearly the greatest writer of the English language lost patience halfway through writing his own fucking name. (Fair enough -- ever tried writing with a quill? The novelty wears off very quickly.)
Friday, May 04, 2007
Start spreading the news
So I figured I ought to start spreading the news about my vagabond shoes longing to stray, etc.
I'm going to New York -- for a bit. Not long really. But soon. Finally I can start wearing my I [Heart] NY keyring without irony.
Anyway I thought it was about time I started compiling a list of things to do, as well as New York-centred books, movies, TV shows, bands, etc. to revisit there and beforehand. I'm basically asking you lot to help me out here. Anyway this is my list so far:
* Home Alone 2: Lost In New York (film) [duh!]
* The Terminal (film)
* Muppets Take Manhattan (film)
* Godzilla (film)
* King Kong (film)
* The Woody Allen filmography
* Friends (TV series)
* Sex And The City (TV series)
* Futurama (TV series) [... sort of]
* Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing (Book)
* The Simon & Garfunkel discography
* The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (Genesis album)
* Annie (shithouse musical)
* Rhapsody In Blue (Gershwin piece...) [*drool*]
Oh, and one video game:
* Mike Tyson's Punch-Out (NES game)
And who could forget Eskimo Joe's killer single, "New York"? Most people, probably.
I'm also going to be in Vegas and LA for fractions of bits, so get thinking.
Talk to me, people.
I'm going to New York -- for a bit. Not long really. But soon. Finally I can start wearing my I [Heart] NY keyring without irony.
Anyway I thought it was about time I started compiling a list of things to do, as well as New York-centred books, movies, TV shows, bands, etc. to revisit there and beforehand. I'm basically asking you lot to help me out here. Anyway this is my list so far:
* Home Alone 2: Lost In New York (film) [duh!]
* The Terminal (film)
* Muppets Take Manhattan (film)
* Godzilla (film)
* King Kong (film)
* The Woody Allen filmography
* Friends (TV series)
* Sex And The City (TV series)
* Futurama (TV series) [... sort of]
* Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing (Book)
* The Simon & Garfunkel discography
* The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (Genesis album)
* Annie (shithouse musical)
* Rhapsody In Blue (Gershwin piece...) [*drool*]
Oh, and one video game:
* Mike Tyson's Punch-Out (NES game)
And who could forget Eskimo Joe's killer single, "New York"? Most people, probably.
I'm also going to be in Vegas and LA for fractions of bits, so get thinking.
Talk to me, people.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Things to do on the weekend:
You know, I really do enjoy being in charge of Giveaways at [name of publication withheld]. Don't worry, I'm not doing anything unethical.
There are people all over Australia who all WANT STUFF from me. It's a good feeling, and it was only going to be a matter of time till I figured out a way to benefit from it.
So I decided to start using the freeloading scabs of Australia as my own personal agony aunt/8-ball/ideas generator. Gift ideas, psychiatric advice, sex tips -- it's fantastic.
Last week I ran a comp for the BigTunes3 compilation, and asked entrants to suggest something to do over the weekend. Along with several suggestions to walk over the Harbour Bridge and skydive naked, there were these gems:
Have a foam party! Their the best!
get 10 of your best mates, and just spend the entire time from friday night to monday morning out on the town, clubbing, partying, drinking and other shenanigans
Go through all your photo albums and cut out all the pictures of your ex's, then make a collage with the left over bits. Trust me, it's not only fun, it's therapeutic.
lets go surfing, grab a bottle of vodka, get smashed and go out for dinner and dancing.
COME TO MY 21ST BIRTHDAY PARTY !!!!...its gonna be at KINK on saturday 5th of May...and its gonna be OFF THE HOOK !!!!!!!!......bring your friends too, the more the merrier....hope to see you there...!!!
Paint yourself with peppermint oil, then add a layer of chocolate sauce on top. Go around to your favourite club and ask "who wants to eat a real life mint slice?"
Drive a busload of epileptics through Vegas
Take me shopping, now that gotta be fun, blind dates are always the best, if ya dont like me ya can leave, no ties.
Come over my house ill take you out to do my dads farm and we can go go karting all day,
Go buy yourself a ferret buy for a good price then go sell it at a higher price use extra cash to by a cute girl drinks and maybe a little hash.
make crank telephone calls just like Bart Simpson does
Buy some Appleton Rum, invite me around with my tunes to play for all your friends..
Reading the threedworld website as it's chock full of great and interesting content
Come and babysit my kids so I can go out
go naked bunjie jumping covered in whipped cream
having dinner with me with a gorgeous bottle of wine and excellent tunes
Go to homebush and get drunk at the pub there and then go for trapeese classes.
spin around on a chair 20 times then try to navigate through your house
wear a penguin outfit to a rave
If you're REALLY stuck for ideas, I'm prepared to let you take me out for the weekend, and spend an OSCENE amount of money on me!!! - Trust me, you'll have fun just watching me enjoying myself.....
Go down to Milsons Point, away from Luna Park on the water and have a picnic lunch, where very people know about!
There are people all over Australia who all WANT STUFF from me. It's a good feeling, and it was only going to be a matter of time till I figured out a way to benefit from it.
So I decided to start using the freeloading scabs of Australia as my own personal agony aunt/8-ball/ideas generator. Gift ideas, psychiatric advice, sex tips -- it's fantastic.
Last week I ran a comp for the BigTunes3 compilation, and asked entrants to suggest something to do over the weekend. Along with several suggestions to walk over the Harbour Bridge and skydive naked, there were these gems:
Have a foam party! Their the best!
get 10 of your best mates, and just spend the entire time from friday night to monday morning out on the town, clubbing, partying, drinking and other shenanigans
Go through all your photo albums and cut out all the pictures of your ex's, then make a collage with the left over bits. Trust me, it's not only fun, it's therapeutic.
lets go surfing, grab a bottle of vodka, get smashed and go out for dinner and dancing.
COME TO MY 21ST BIRTHDAY PARTY !!!!...its gonna be at KINK on saturday 5th of May...and its gonna be OFF THE HOOK !!!!!!!!......bring your friends too, the more the merrier....hope to see you there...!!!
Paint yourself with peppermint oil, then add a layer of chocolate sauce on top. Go around to your favourite club and ask "who wants to eat a real life mint slice?"
Drive a busload of epileptics through Vegas
Take me shopping, now that gotta be fun, blind dates are always the best, if ya dont like me ya can leave, no ties.
Come over my house ill take you out to do my dads farm and we can go go karting all day,
Go buy yourself a ferret buy for a good price then go sell it at a higher price use extra cash to by a cute girl drinks and maybe a little hash.
make crank telephone calls just like Bart Simpson does
Buy some Appleton Rum, invite me around with my tunes to play for all your friends..
Reading the threedworld website as it's chock full of great and interesting content
Come and babysit my kids so I can go out
go naked bunjie jumping covered in whipped cream
having dinner with me with a gorgeous bottle of wine and excellent tunes
Go to homebush and get drunk at the pub there and then go for trapeese classes.
spin around on a chair 20 times then try to navigate through your house
wear a penguin outfit to a rave
If you're REALLY stuck for ideas, I'm prepared to let you take me out for the weekend, and spend an OSCENE amount of money on me!!! - Trust me, you'll have fun just watching me enjoying myself.....
Go down to Milsons Point, away from Luna Park on the water and have a picnic lunch, where very people know about!
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Another blog
Probably jumping the gun here, but here's a blog I'm supposedly going to be involved in:
http://bitsoffragmentpieces.blogspot.com/
Check it. And here's something else:
http://www.threedworld.com.au/content/view/3809/56/
Check it.
http://bitsoffragmentpieces.blogspot.com/
Check it. And here's something else:
http://www.threedworld.com.au/content/view/3809/56/
Check it.
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