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Friends Only, for the most part.
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| Cowra Abattoir. |
[22 Jan 2008|02:22pm] |
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"Here's something to maybe put you off your dinner ... Next time you're at the supermarket pondering the selection steaks and sausages, spare a thought for the person who got pretty much covered in blood killing that cow you're going to put on the barbie. It's a reality that most of us never think much about how the neatly packaged meat got onto the shelf. Maybe if you did you'd start eating more lentils and vegie burgers. Hack's taking you inside an abattoir to see everything that happens before the shrink wrap. Ronan Sharkey went along to an abattoir at Cowra in central west New South Wales ... and a warning ... animals do get harmed in this story, and there's a bit of language too."
The Cowra Abattoir
I remember listening to this story so long ago. I think I recorded it on tape.
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| Baghdatis. |
[20 Jan 2008|10:22pm] |
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I've been catching a few Australian Open matches. I can't take my eyes off Serena Williams' arse. It's fantastic. I've never seen anything so fucking glorious.
I need a chip in my head to remind me to not make bets with people anymore. It doesn't matter how sure I am. The majority of the time I am wrong. Moshe was talking about Radiohead's The Bends record. I said, "God, such a great record to come out in such a shitty year as 1996." (Yes, I know. And I call myself a Radiohead fan. I'm not even worthy of giving Yorke a blowjob.) At that time I really really believed that The Bends was released in 1996. I don't know why but all my instinct and every shrill sounding voice inside me told me that it was 1996. Moshe bet me that it was 1995 and, oh, the reaction of mine.
"IT IS NOT 1995. THEY DO NOT RECORD IT IN 1995."
Obviously, the manner of my speech was a bit I-just-came-from-the-Czech-Republic-and-I'm-attempting-English-language-yes? because everything was telling me it was recorded in 1996. I was so sure. I was so sure that I told Moshe that if I was right he had to shave his eyebrows. Moshe said if he was right I would have to bleach my pubic hair.
So I guess I'm bleaching my pubic hair. I'm looking forward to it, which should let you in on the lows I've sunk to. Marilyn Monroe used to bleach her pubes. Remember? She was blonde all over.
I'm planning to eat a lot more raw from now on and I will no longer eat out as much, unless it's salad or I'm at a genuine vegan restaurant. I've wanted to go raw for two years now but couldn't imagine giving up tea. It sent me a little mad just thinking about the idea of giving up tea. I’m not planning to but now I have to start my days with a smoothie and raw fruit. I’m really looking forward to it. I’ve been complaining about slacking off and my weight is constantly an annoyance to me, even though I realise I am not as fat as I see myself being. The thing is, I’m disappointed with myself because I used to be militant and methodical about my veganism. Now it’s just picking off chips from my mate’s plates when we're at the pub and ordering cappuccino’s that come from the same machine as the one they use to make their dairy drinks. The guilt and disappointment I go through the entire time I drink that cappuccino is the worst feeling in the world. Other than that, I think this will be good for my bloating problem. I am constantly bloated all the fucking time. I got to change my eating habits. Everyone already thinks I’m a nut bag; this will be just so much better. I just want to feel good on the inside. Cleanse and detox my body, plus it’ll be good because a raw diet fights off sickness, infection, and hopefully, bloating.
My brother brought home a six week old red nosed American pitbull that his friend just got. I named it Christopher because he wouldn't stop biting my crotch:
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