3. i am currently contemplating whether all 20 items on this list should revolve around the obvious issues i have with meme.
4. for instance i do not know how to say meme.
5. noone reads this blog, so i am confident in the knowledge that my meme fixation will go unnoticed.
6. if i stop this list now, will it be a minimeme?
7. i just visited dictionary.com and this is the result:
meme n : a cultural unit (an idea or value or pattern of behavior) that is passed from one generation to another by nongenetic means (as by imitation); "memes are the cultrual counterpart of genes"
8. i pretty sure they misspelt cultural
9. i'm not sure how i feel about an online dictionary doing this
10. particularly one that is of so little help.
11. oh, well at least its allowed me to fill out this list a little.
13. someone at work the other day asked me the difference between a $10 pair of headphones and a $70 pair; i said "$60".
14. i went into a cafe for lunch and asked if they did takeaway, they said they did but it would be an half hour wait.
15. i asked if it would be quicker if i sat at a table
16. why the fuck would i wait half an hour for takeaway?
17. and will somebody tell me what the fuck meme means? 18. ouch!
19. gertrude stein just puched me in the mouth
20. i am currently in love...
that is all. if you are reading this, perhaps you need one of these or perhaps google brought you here, if so please leave your search term as a comment (the comment box is everso empty)
herein shortly shall contain my humble thoughts on the performance delivered by the eels with strings on friday 21 october 2005 in the austere surrounds of hamer hall. accompanied by e-freaks noddy and juztine, it was an ambitious if somewhat lacking affair which was largely unaffecting apart from the magnificent climbing up to the moon, things the grandchildren should know and the triumphant mr. e's beautiful blues. WORK IN PROGRESS
recently, at the venerable balwyn palace cinema i chose to endure the gut-wrenching, gruelling and torturous ordeal that emerged from the mind of one nick cave (he of the boys next door, birthday party and bad seeds). his script for the proposition, helmed by john hillcoat as director (long-time music video collaborator who also directed cave in an acting role some 20 years ago in prison drama ghosts of the civil dead), was typically lyric and poetic. nonetheless, throughout one could not help shake the feeling that the film was not going to end well. and in my opinion, it only truly reached the status of an australian western in its final spoken words when the helplessness and despair of the outlaw's plight is laid bare. it is an unrelentingly taught film, featuring not just punctuated by graphic violence, and i hope to shortly use this space to further elaborate on my reaction to a disturbing, provocative piece of undeniable art. WORK IN PROGRESS
last night i witnessed an enccore performance by "lovable dorks" lawrence leung and andrew (andy) mclelland of their somewhat secret society show @ the lithuanian club main theatre (Hello LITHUANIA!!!) as part of the melbourne fringe festival. this space will shortly contain my thoughts on said event, rapturously recieved by an adoring audience, significant only because both performers are old school alumni of mine. WORK IN PROGRESS
forthwith, herein shall reside my thoughts on the altogether disappointing stage production of the disney film currently playing at the refurbished regent theatre in melbourne-town. as you may summise, i was not impressed. WORK IN PROGRESS
we knew each other once this can't be what you want but you didn't have to demolish me i don't remember losing sight of your needs...if you took to me like a gull takes to the wind well i'd have jumped from my trees and i'd dance like the king of the eyesores and the rest of our lives would've fared well...friends who don't have a clue well meaning teachers but down in your arms in your arms i am a wild creature i write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook but in the long tresses of your hair i am a babbling brook...i am going to make it through this year if it kills me...now you see me now you don't now you say you love me pretty soon you won't if we get our full three score and ten we won't pass this way again so kiss me with your mouth open turn your tires towards the street and stay sweet i know you if we live to see the other side of this i will remember your kiss so do it with your mouth open and take your foot off of the brake for christ's sake...you've got to stop fucking her up you've got to grow up you've got to stop making her cry she thinks you want to and you know she's right you're showing a side that you don't like you've got to say sorry then not undo it you've got to let go if not in your heart then in what you show and in what you start it cannot be and you've got to accept it stop being so weak stop being so selfish you can want all you like still you won't be getting no matter how fierce the feelings may be you've got to keep your feelings under lock and key...the most remarkable thing about coming home to you is the feeling of being in motion again it's the most extraordinary thing in the world...and if it comes down to me and him you know i kiss you better...down there in the dark i could see the real truth about me as clear as day lord if i make it through tonight i will mend my ways and walk the straight path to the end of my days saint joseph's baby aspirin bartles and james and you or your memory...to a decision she's come she has decided to leave if someone were to ask me i'd say its remarkable that she had stayed this long...we knew from the start when things fall apart they tend to shatter but sometimes relationships get ill no doubt...she told me she loved me like fireworks...and i love noboby alone in this world that's how i came in it i don't even love life no more my niggers i just live it and i don't love love all the hurting is infinite life is still shit got a full heart but i dont feel with it no more it's like losing the love of your life twice in the same night being deaf for years gained your hearing and losing your sight trying to shine but i'm just getting eclipsed i'm just trying to find the perfect words to fall from my lips hoping the next time its storming that i'm not attempting to slit wrists getting older wiser seeing the picture painted my destiny fated for this and not for easy times i put my hearts in these rhymes for always love it or leave it...i never get tired of this song i've got a new life you would hardly recognise me i'm so glad how could a person like me care for you? why should i bother when you're not the one for me? how could a person like you bring me joy? and noone's going to drag you up into the light where you belong...little by little you're gonna hear me cry why? yeah we started from there and you were very loud yes you were very loud but I really like that very loud like that yeah you were very loud...as the low pressure system brings the breezes in and they sashay and pirouette above you the only thing i really know is that i love you and i'm holding on...in this dark room in this bed when you hold me feels so secure right now i feel nothing i couldn't feel safer i always feel this way that no harm can come to me when i'm in your company...you're so clever but not very nice so fuck forever if you don't mind i'm stuck forever stuck in your mind...this is it isn't it? this is the end for you and i the end of the affair...but mercy's eyes are blue when she places them in front of you nothing holds a roman candle to the solemn warmth you feel inside there's no measuring love nothing else is love
in this space shall shortly reside my glowing praise for john darnielle and peter hughes and the performance they put on at the northcote social club last night as THE MOUNTAIN GOATS ably supported by SCOUT NIBLETT. despite the fact they did not play fan-favourite going to georgia, in just over one hour on stage they managed to reduce me to the point of tears on several occasions. WORK IN PROGRESS
shortly my review of CHARLIE & THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY, tim burton's remake of the 1970s gene wilder starring adaptation of roald dahl's novel, shall appear in this space. WORK IN PROGRESS
the TAXI dining room at the TRANSPORT HOTEL @fedsquare was recently voted restaurant of the year by the five critics who compile the age good food guide awards. it was also the scene for the celebration of the 26th anniversary of my birth last night. two such honours do not come lightly. opinion forthcoming. WORK IN PROGRESS
