Wednesday 31 October 2007

catch up

Had a bit of a busy weekend, Dave and myself had been given a 7 song set at our local "Shore Club" in Manly on Sat night and we rocked the place for a 25min set! The Wednesday & Thursday before hand we had whittled down around 30 great songs until we came up with our final list:

We built this city - Starship
Dancing on the ceiling - Lionel Ritchie
Live it up - Mental as Anything
Nine to five - Dolly Parton
I ran - Flock of Seagulls
Small town boy - Bronski Beat
Summer rain - Belinda Carlise

I think we all agree nobody would be able to stop themselves dancing to any of them songs!

The following morning after loosing an hour to daylight savings we had to meet at Manly Wharf to go over to the city to watch Sydney FC vs Central Coast Marriners, as Gavin had secured the suite for his birthday. 4 hours of free booze and food is now the way i have become accustomed to watching sporting events, its a hard life i know. The thai green curry had a lovely kick to it as we all sweated into our beers for the second half.
On the way back to Circular Quay to catch our ferry back to Manly, we got enticed into a juggling show....but not any juggling show.

This west country bumpkin (mean't in the kindest possibly way as that is basically my neck of the woods back home). Was juggling a chainsaw when we got there. Gordo, Ry, Ben & myself were asked to come and hold his pole. As you could imagine we were a bit hesitant, but when he explained we had to hold the 12ft metal pole that would be balancing his bmx, so he could stand on-top of it and juggle 3 objects. We threw ourselves into the show.
It was very impressive as he juggled a knife, fire torch & apple 15ft in the air! But he took his time getting to this point and by now we just needed more booze or we were in trouble of hitting "the wall".

We carried on into the night, and i think it may have been around 10pm when i decided i would shave all my hair and body hair off when i got in....this made so much sense at the time i could not believe nobody else had thought about it. So i went home and sheered myself.

First thoughts as i woke were; wee, water & oh well it'll grow back. Luckily i had the Monday off work, so i could go down the beach to try and get some colour on my white bonce & in the evening go to the Bavarian Beer Cafe for Ben's birthday.
Ben went in to reserve a table & his first guess that he had 25 friends turned out to be a slight miscalculation as we scrapped 15 to turn up in the end. The Bavarian = Good Beer, Poo Food. Especially when your food turns up cold & a cockroach of some description runs out of Rodneys salad...as if we need an excuse to dodge our salads, but we now had one. Suffice to say the tip was non-existent.

Talking of bad service i sent off a complaint form to Hungry Jacks about the 2 chicken burgers i brought in MOULDY green buns! the only apology i received was "sorry sir there in the wrong buns, i'll get you some fresh ones"....its not the type of bun. ITS THE GREEN SHIT ON THE BOTTOM OF THEM! so hopefully some type of apology will be forthcoming. Free burgers for a year hopefully.

Gotta go its 2.35pm and we're done so gunna hit the surf!

Tuesday 16 October 2007

Best job in the world

So yesterday i got paid $50 to eat 3 pieces of KFC chicken...no it wasn't a bet...it was for a market research company.
Gavin at work had sent a email round where we answered a few questions, then the next day i was asked to attend, luckily so was Lyndon who i sit next to and is a connoisseur or fast food like myself.
We turned up salivating at the thought of bucket full's of free chicken, and it was one of them "doctors waiting room" situation's. No one making eye contact with each other let alone chatting, apart from me and Lyndo's acting like a couple of kids waiting to go on the Nemesis! Whilst watching the group before us, i was noticing people nibbling away at their samples as if they were a judge on MasterChef 2007 with mutli accented Lloyd Grossman. NO your eating KFC now eat it like you do in their blue plastic sh!t heap "restaurants" and woof it down in 1 whilst stuffing as many fries in your gob as you can. Then force it down your gullet with a mouth full of drink!! (is this why i have heartburn/reflux problems maybe...)

Our turn arrived and we were given a 20 page questionnaire to complete as we ate, 3 fillets of chicken later and questionnaire completed we were done (and so had they been) as i collected my envelope with the cash in, i held it in the air and said "easiest fifty bucks iv ever made" (not including the time i was short of cash for a taxi down Oxford St...we don't talk about that).

One question for each fillet was: Would this product replace an existing product you eat at KFC.
ANSWER: Are you kidding, Zinger Tower Burger Everytime!

Turns out they don't have Zinger Tower Burgers in Oz, so after explaining to all who would listen around the table about the Zinger Tower i had converted a few people just with my description of it. So in the Any other comments section, we all added Bring the Zinger Tower to Oz! Finally as we pulled out of the business park, Lyndo's pointed out the KFC across the road...weeeellll 3 bits is never enough is it, so we pulled and ordered a burger each just to finish us off.
Currently looking for market research involving any of the following:
Weston's Cider
Powerade
Yoghurt
Boag's Premium Larger
Breakfast bars
Milkshake's


Adios,
The Colonel

Sunday 14 October 2007

I haven't really mentioned my dislike for "skinny" jeans before. Maybe its that if i wore them i would look ridiculous i.e. they are ridiculous.
I will admit certain people can get away with it, if they are 5ft 8" or shorter and have GOOD hair (see Michael Barry for reference). Well on Friday i saw a young fellow running through Manly in Skinny Fit Jean SHORTS!! hanging down his arse and cutting off the circulation to his lower legs. I had the urge to say "what the F*ck DO you look like" but luckily for him i was bereft of alcohol in my system otherwise i would....stupid skinny jeans!

On another note, Dave & I have been given a 4 song set at Shore Club for next Saturday...we are in the process of drawing up a shortlist of floor fillers, the likes of lipps inc. (funkytown) are on the list but i can't give too much away.

Almost forgot to mention how great it was to be in Oz for when we beat them in the rugby last week, the next day there was no mention of the result at all....if they didn't mention it they were trying to make themselves believe it didn't happen haha. Shout of the night was when i heard some rather rude English person shouting "get your sh!t stars off our flag" probably the only time you can get away with that shout. This time next week we could be world champions.

After 2 months of not speaking (had emailed) to the folks or brother i thought id give them a call at 3.30am Sun morning as i was watching the Eng game that we'd recorded on the Foxtel...there was no answer from any of their phones. Then i got a frantic call back saying "whats the matter? are you ok?"
Is it me or does anyone else think this is weird??

Sunday 7 October 2007

Blah blah blah

Along with taking my milk thistle (liver protecting pills) with a bottle of beer...i also ate a chocolate bar whilst on the toilet this week. Yet another thing that makes me think WHY!

If you ever get the chance to watch "Fallen" DONT'T! "Fallen II" was on after this...how they got some people to part with cash to produce a sequal to the original Fallen, i have no idea. e.g.

"you have to become the person you were born to be, your family is in danger...KILLER ANGELS, are on there way to your house right now" (not to mention the talking dog, when it gets told to look after the family.... "Gabriel protect")

Friday we had another Barbie at work, this time i was chef...and everything went without a hitch, then i remembered we had invited some people over for a barbie later that night! Using some of the left over stuff from the work BBQ (cheers everyone for chipping in haha) we had barbie number 2. Then before we went to the football on sat. I had managed to get the box for 12 of us to go...we went to a restaurant where YOU have to cook your own meat. BBQ number THREE!! im getting "meat sweats" just thinking about it.

Now Ben is back from China iv not been surfing as much as i was (4 times a week) i blame this completely on him, he said im not stopping you do it...but when i come home and see someone sat on the balcony having a few beers and relaxing it kind of stops me wanting to run down the beach. (im still at the stage where i think im Bruce Wayne putting on my Batsuit when i put on the wetsuit...big kid i know) So will try and get out there more this week.

Hope everything's good back home with everyone, and happy birthday to Russ for Sunday 7th x.

Monday 1 October 2007

Parklifey weekend

Just started back at work today after a long weekend, yesterday was a bank holiday or the Oz equivilant...We got Foxtel fitted on Sat so i can now keep up to date with the football.

I went to Parklife on Sunday (dance music festival in Sydney) It was a scorching day, really good setup and some cool acts highlight being http://www.myspace.com/thesounds really good live!! Knew it was going to be a good day when the Jim Beam i had at 11am went down lovely...I wore my 1980's Carterton Town football kit, with the shortest shorts you have ever seen!
There was a lot of people in pink vests trying to be a bit miami vice, also every half an hour you would see someone sprinting off followed by 3 security guards as they had jumped the wall. Everyone found this funny and would cheer the person on.
If you think about it, these people are the reason ticket prices have to be the cost they are. So i was secretly cheering on the security! "get them fair dodging scum".

We left just before the end so we could get back to Manly for the Rugby League Gran Final. Manly were playing The Storm (Melbourne / Sydney rivalry is massive) unfortunately Melbourne won, so Manly did not turn into the party town it could of. I managed to get into Shore Club (our local) still in the 1980s footy kit and proceeded to get my arse pinched by a few ladies, also worryingly a man as well hmmm.
I went onto the dancefloor and everyone visably took a step back as to say "what the hell is with this guy" then when i started to bust some moves and there saw i wasn't a mentalist (mainly cause Ryan joined me, and i then seemed socially exceptable) i was embrassed by the dancefloor elite.
We had been invited to a house party by the Sat night DJ "Kenny G" no not the dentist chair music mystro. Turns out he has a hot tub in his back garden...i was out of the footy kit in a flash and soaked away sipping Jim Beam in the hot tub for the rest of the night.
It has been Manly Jazz festival all weekend too, think i have heard about 15 renditions of bond themes over the whole weekend.
Final couple of things:

* Guy on beach playing music through his phone! GET SOME HEADPHONES!!
* Man walking down to get a coffee at 7am! JUST STAY IN BED THEN YOU WON'T NEED THE COFFEE.