Archive for August, 2009

Map of Africa

// August 27th, 2009 // 4 Comments » // music

I’m very surprised I never hear any mention of this album, Map of Africa by Map of Africa. I’ve had it a couple of years now and it’s been my staple driving album all that time. I’m not too sure what makes good driving music but this is great in the car.

It’s psychedelic funky rock, but I’d bet my bottom dollar these guys earned their chops on the electronic side of the park before going anywhere near a guitar or microphone. For some reason it always reminds me of Apocalypse Now; just as he’s chugging down the river, with strange birds chirping and something other lurking in the shadows, this would be the perfect soundtrack.

The lyrics sizzle too;

Dirty Lovin’
“Once or maybe twice a day
Dirty lovin’ baby it’s okay,
I like it straight around the bend,
Enough for me and both my friends”

Plastic Surgery
And I look more like my daugther
Then a dirty old man oughta
Cos I’ve had plastic surgery

These aren’t the best two tracks, they’re the only two I could find.

Not much about them on the web, their myspace page is as dead as their record label.

I love this flyer

// August 24th, 2009 // 2 Comments » // Uncategorized



Spot the frisbee

// August 19th, 2009 // 22 Comments » // photoshop, random

Spot the frisbee I’m waiting to catch, by leaving a letter/number comment and win a special prize. The frisbee has been digitally removed by a hoard of rare golden photoshop monkeys.

NB: Special prize may be one of three dead Bonsai threes. Or a half eaten book on how to keep Bonsai trees alive.

UPDATE:
Ok, here the original image.

The answer was D16. Thanks for playing! Alex was the closest with D17. I’ll put you down for an IOU pint.

Party’s over

// August 7th, 2009 // No Comments » // films

Update: This clip wasn’t available at the time but someone put it up recently. Maybe this post will make sense now. A classic scene from 80’s teens.

Uh, what’s this, sir?

Drink it.

That’s a very sweet thought, but I really don’t – Until now! See you guys in the emergency room.

Pretty lady, what’s a beautiful broad like you – doing with a malaca like this?

It’s purely sexual.

No shit.

She’s into malacas, Dino.

Ha ha ha ha ha! She’s into malacas!

Do you believe that? Ha ha ha ha ha!

You can say that again!

Fats, man, let me tell you my story, man.

Last year, I was insane for this crazy little  th-grade bitch.

Crazy insane?

Insane?
Crazy?

I was nuts for the woman, man.

I’m tellin’ the truth here.

I was nuts for the girl.

She had big titties.

She wouldn’t have had to worry about no titties

for the rest of her life.

That’s the truth.

I called her every night for like a month.

Every damn night?

Every night, Mitch.

On the telephone?

What’s this boy talkin’ about, on the telephone?

Explain it to him.

We know there’s a telephone.

But he hung up on her.

The chick with those big titties?

You know what the bitch did to me?

Lay it on me.

Listen…

She kneed you in the nuts.

She did what?

Bitch kneed your nuts?

Bitch kneed my nuts!

In the family jewels?

In the family jewels, man.

Broke my heart in two.

She broke more than your heart.

Forget that other one.

You got this fine jewel sitting by you.

Ain’t that the truth, baby?

That’s the plain truth!

Party’s over.

Party’s over, says the girl.

Remember to floss kids!

// August 5th, 2009 // 8 Comments » // waffle

Not sure this makes for an interesting blog post but it’ll take my mind off it for the next ten minutes. I’ve had the most horrible few days and nights. Started getting a pain in my tooth on Friday. It got worse. Insanely so. It got me up early Saturday and Sunday. I think that’s the last time I slept.

I spent the entirety of last night pacing back and forth, moaning and groaning, trying to distract myself with movies when I could stay still, and the Wii when I couldn’t. I’ve never known such a severe unrelenting pain. I’m pretty sure removing the lower half of my face would be less painful.

I went through three boxes of painkillers over the weekend and they did nothing. I coldnt wait for the long weekend to be over. I got an emergency dentist appointment this morning, or make that yesterday morning if you’ve had a night’s sleep. Half of my mouth has an infection. So antibiotics and hardcore Ponstan are the order of the day, that’s more like it.

But even the Ponstan just take the edge for a little while though. This is fucking crazy insane pain. I can’t sit still or stop grimacing. Yesterday I seemed to develop Tourrettes; randomly shouting, clapping, banging my feet, pulling faces. Anything to try and distract from the pain. And exhaustion.

I thought I’d be out cold tonight not having slept a wink last night. I thought I wouldn’t be able to keep my eyes open. But nope. Here I am again, day 5, in the house of pain, 3:50am, wandering around like a sleep deprived zombie. I’ve already taken two days worth of Ponstan tonight.

Oddly enough, I haven’t been out of work yet. I managed the best part of a day’s work yesterday when I got back from the dentist. The distraction of working, when I could bear it, was as good as any other. Of course I couldn’t handle this if I worked in a regular office and not from a home office. Imagine me in a regular office; walking around grimacing, randomly barking over the pangs of pain and rocking back and forth at my desk. No, that wouldn’t do.

And here’s the thing. I went to the dentist with the exact same complaint 3 years agao, and he referred me to a specialist to have it removed. I was on a waiting list all that time and now I’m back on it! Wtf!? So hopefully the Antibiotics will clear the infection up soon enough (again!).

Well that killed twenty minutes. Might as well publish it. Then I’ll get back to the zombie shuffle. Or I might writhe around the bed for a few more hours wondering if when I can take more Ponstan. Woe is me etc etc…