Archive for February, 2006

Twas the night before uni, and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
My bag it was packed, ready there by the door,
And my clothes all set out, ironed and laid on the floor.

The students were all snuggled up in their beds,
While visions of lecturers flew ’round their heads.
While I, in my slumber, arose with a start,
A beating of drums did I feel in my heart.

A nightmare I’d had of such dire proportion,
Though memory had left me, I dare not lose caution.
So up did I hop from my dreams and my bed,
To see what sweet wonders could ease my ill head.

Turned on my computer and jumped on the net,
The world it keeps turning, the stage it was set.
But no one can answer the world’s burning questions,
And no one is offering rational suggestions.

People get shot, stabbed, and planes they keep crashing.
The AWB undergoes legal bashing.
And what of the teenagers dead in Mildura?
The Hun thinks that its allegations are purer
Than those of the people who make the decisions
And somehow the truth is absorbed in their visions.
Somewhere there must be some hope, celebration,
But happiness is lost in the quest for sensation.

Let human endeavour be worth more than death.
Let us be inspired to take one more breath
In the knowledge that mankind is for self-improvement,
And that those in power will lead this world movement.

Let it start here, on this night before uni,
Make the world’s problems seem pithy and puny.
Link to this post from your blog, do it now!
To just make a difference – a link, that is how.

Until next time…

I hate Max Barry.

I really do.

Don’t get me wrong. He’s a top guy, I’m sure, and from the sounds of his writing I’m sure he’s a genuinely likeable bloke.

He’s also a top author, and I recently purchased a copy of one of his books, Jennifer Government.

I even play the webgame based on the same book.

Actually, there’s not many things about Max that I don’t like.

But nevertheless, I hate him.

Why such an unwarranted negative reaction, you may well ask?

Well, there’s only one reason why I hate Max Barry.

He spoke to John Cusack.

Yep. John Cusack, the awesome actor and star of many of my favourite movies – not the least of which being Serendipity, Pushing Tin, Being John Malkovich, High Fidelity and Grosse Pointe Blank – just called up his mate Max to discuss Cusack’s involvement in the movie adaptation of Max’s new novel, Company.

So, that’s why I hate Max Barry.

But it got me thinking about the people, well-known figures in society, that I’d like to get a phone call from, maybe have a conversation with, have lunch with, etc.

Here’s a list of the top 5 people I’d like to meet:

i. Tom Cruise;
My main reason for wanting to meet Tom is to disprove for myself and for intellectual society all the stupid rumours about his offscreen personality. I’m convinced in my own mind that he’d be a genuinely likeable and friendly bloke, and I’d like nothing more than to spend a day with him discussing film, directors, and other things, because I know he’d be over talking about stuff related to the movies.

ii. Rob Sitch, Tom Gleisner, Santo Cilauro and Jane Kennedy;
This lot is all stuck together because as a unit they’re inseparable and unstoppable; and to be amongst them would be akin to being amongst comedic, political and filmmaking genius. These are the writers, actors, directors and authors behind Frontline, D-Generation, The Late Show, The Dish, The Castle, Molvania and Phaic Tan, among others. Some of the most amazing personalities and minds in Australia.

iii. Neil Finn;
I’ve been lucky enough to see Neil Finn perform with his brother Tim at the Opera House, and by himself in Melbourne and in Tamworth. Not only is Neil an amazing performer and vocalist, his songwriting skill is among the highest echelons of the craft. The only others I can place with him are Paul Simon, John Lennon and Paul McCartney. It would be amazing to meet Neil and pick his brain about… well… anything, really.

iv. Pierce Brosnan;
He’s the man every man wants to be, and who every woman wants to be with. I want to meet Pierce not only because he’s so incredibly cool, but because of his interest in independent filmmaking. I’d ask him all about his film company Irish Dreamtime and how he got that off the ground. I’d talk to him about filmmaking and our visions of how it should be done. And we’d talk about Bond. Because you can’t really have lunch with Pierce Brosnan and not talk about Bond.

v. Shaun Micallef;
I’d love to meet, talk and laugh with, in my opinion, one of the funniest men in Australian showbusiness history. Famous for Milo Kerrigan, Roger Explosion, David McGahan and for his deadpan delivery on his various shows including The Micallef Program and Shaun Micallef’s World Around Him, Shaun has established himself as one of the foremost comedic personalities in Australia. He wrote a lot of the material for Full Frontal and most of his own work, as well as co-writing the Australian series BlackJack starring Colin Friels. And Radio Vega Sydney would be so much better if they had Shaun on in the mornings.

And there you have it.

Every blogger wants more readers. It’s a simple fact of blogging existence. The search for tools to attain more visitors can be long and unsuccessful.

The other day I bit the bullet and signed up with BlogExplosion. You’ll see random banners and links and buttons in the sidebar pertaining to this service. Basically it’s a link and click exchange thingy, where I spend time surfing other blogs, earning credits which can then become visitors to my site through the same system. It’s good because it’s not money-based, it’s free, and it gives me the chance to explore other blogs while getting new visitors to mine.

Another part of BlogExplosion is the Rent My Blog service, where I ‘rent’ out a small space in the sidebar of my blog to another; payment being via BlogExplosion credits. The rent lasts for a week, then I run another campaign and switch to a new blog.

This week the blog-in-residence is Jump in the Ocean by Maritza of New Jersey in the US. It’s a random blog, personal and succinct and a top read. She also uses the cutest pictures. I strongly recommend you check it out; I’ll be popping in regularly from now on.

I got my bike back today, with its really cool, futuristic-looking silver gear levers. I had some new Shimano RapidFire shifters fitted, and now the bike works really well. So there’s no excuse for me not to be riding!

Today it was announced that between Morris Iemma and Michael Costa, almost 5,000 jobs will be cut in the public sector. In order to streamline the NSW parliamentary system, a reshuffling of power has occurred, which will facilitate the formation of several ’super-ministries’. The aim of these ministries is to consolidate power from a number of redundant government agencies and speed up the decision-making process in key areas. The $2.5 billion saved will, it is hoped, return the state to a budget surplus.

According to treasurer Michael Costa, it’s a ‘fairly small adjustment‘. And apparently the whole abolishment is through voluntary redundancy.

Personally, if Mr Costa strolled up to my desk with the offer of a ‘golden handshake’, I’d tell him to go jump. A job in public service would be hard enough to attain, let alone keep. But I can’t talk for the people themselves. Maybe a large government payout is just what they need to sever ties with the public sector and go seek employment elsewhere.

Sigh. The world keeps spinning, somehow.

Until next time…

Yesterday saw me tackle day 2 of the awfully monotonous and rehashed Academic Preparation program at UWS. In my boredom, I wrote the following for the Hovel:

I am writing this as I sit in the lecture theatre on day 2 of the AcPrep program at the University of Western Sydney. At the moment, the ambient noise consists of one of the rather uninteresting and unengaging counsellors drone meticulously and endlessly on about time and stress management.

Earlier, we learnt how to use a calendar (ooh, ooh!) and now we’re examining a graph with ‘rust out’ at one end and ‘burn out’ at the other, with a happy high in the middle. Apparently it’s all about ‘arousal’ (wacko! super!).

They should have a session on “dealing with AcPrep boredom”.

There is this woman – who, I’m sure, is annoying the hell out of EVERYBODY. She nods, incessantly, occasionally accompanied by an all-knowing grin. A mature age student, she has had many lives of experience over all of us school leavers, I’ve no doubt. However, that does not give her the right to nod with a sagely expression whenever she feels the need.

And that’s where the fun ends.

Yes, fun. Right.

Today I went in to do my Orientation, and finally got to have a decent look around the campus where I’ll actually be studying my course. And it’s great. Cafe, library, student centre and the Communication and Design building are all within 100 metres of each other. Brilliant.

Bring on Monday!

I applaud and welcome the return of decent television; well, to the ABC and SBS if nowhere else. Thank God for Mythbusters, Enough Rope, The Glass House, Spicks and Specks and all those associated awesome shows. I didn’t realise how much I’d missed them.

And with reference to a SMS I received from a mate the other day, I wonder how a review of Good Night, and Good Luck by Andrew Bolt would read?

Might attempt that one at some point…

Until next time…

Oh, what an introduction to university life.

Sitting on my butt for seven hours listening to boring people explain to me the difference between ‘lectures’ and ‘tutorials’ and ‘how to read’.

And finding out that some people spell ‘city’, ‘citty’.

Amazing.

And I have another day of it tomorrow, before I get into the stuff I actually want to do.

Can’t wait for that part :) .

Why, in every part of society, must those in power cater for the lowest common denominator? I mean, I have no issue whatsoever with it, but why can’t there be ‘Intelligent Class’ as well as ‘Special Class’? Why can’t an Academic Preparation program for the transition into university cater for all levels of experience?

Questions. So many questions. So few answers.

Until next time…

My blogging muse has left me for the past few days. Unfortunately I got a phone call from her this morning saying that she won’t be back for a little while, and could I please feed her dog. What can you do?

In the meantime I have the results from some silly web quiz thing I did. And what do you know? It’s accurate!

You scored as English. You should be an English major! Your passion lies in writing and expressing yourself creatively, and you hate it when you are inhibited from doing so. Pursue that interest of yours!

English

100%

Journalism

100%

Sociology

100%

Psychology

92%

Art

92%

Linguistics

92%

Theater

83%

Anthropology

83%

Philosophy

75%

Dance

58%

Mathematics

42%

Engineering

17%

Biology

8%

Chemistry

0%

What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
created with QuizFarm.com

Until next time…

The Hovel Poll is now closed! And the results are in…

It appears that most of you feel that I should do what I feel is the right thing to do. Unfortunately I have no idea what that particular thing to do is. So I’ll tell you what… Starting with today’s post, I’ll trial the alternative – more relevant post titles – and see how that goes. Feel free to comment on them if you wish, or beg me to revert to randomology. It’s totally up to you. But we’ll see how it goes, eh?

The other day I had a piece published on BoltWatch in response to Bolt’s article of February 3 about the new Spielberg movie Munich. You can read it here.

Yesterday I headed into the city to see Good Night, and Good Luck at Dendy Opera Quays, and I must say that it is one of the most intriguing movies I have ever seen. It’s one of those films where you walk out at the end with a fierce determination to see it again, just so everything sinks in.

David Strathairn was brilliant as the radicalist and highly controversial left-wing television reporter Edward R. Murrow. Other notable performances by George Clooney, Ray Wise, Frank Langella and Jeff Daniels.

Good Night, and Good Luck is not a movie that immediately grabs you. And if you’re not of the right mind it might never suck you in. It’s a political movie, by no means a thriller, but a drama. It follows the exploits of Murrow and his team as they seek to undermine and criticise the actions of Senator Joseph McCarthy as he tries to rid America of communism.

It is the ultimate lefty flick. Murrow is both respected and despised in equal measure, a pure exponent of leftist America in the 50’s and 60’s. He is targeted, ridiculed, admired and hated by various parties on both sides, even from McCarthy himself.

A great movie in the advocacy of free speech; a movie that I must watch again on DVD when it’s released. And can you imagine the extras? (rubs hands together excitedly…)

There are a number of books that I have acquired over the past twelve months through various means (all perfectly legal, I assure you) that I still have yet to read. So, here in this post, I shall list them, and then as they are read I shall strike them through. And all shall again be righted.

LIST OF BOOKS I OWN THAT I STILL HAVE TO READ
Updated 29 June 2007

Barry, Max, Jennifer Government
Bryson, Bill, Short History of Nearly Everything
Clancy, Tom, Executive Orders
Dunn, Mark, Ibid: A Life
Eliot, George, Middlemarch
Fforde, Jasper, Lost in a Good Book
Fforde, Jasper, The Well of Lost Plots
Fforde, Jasper, Something Rotten
Galsworthy, John, The Forsyte Saga
Hamilton, John, Goodbye Cobber, God Bless You
Hardy, Thomas, Far From the Madding Crowd
Koontz, Dean, Velocity
Raphael, Frederic, Eyes Wide Open
Vise, David A., The Google Story
Zahn, Timothy, Dark Force Rising

Until next time…

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A week or two ago, as mentioned in a post, I posited a question to one Andrew Bolt, concerning left/right debate.

My question was such that it was diplomatic, respectful and open-ended, and I was expecting a likewise response. But oh no.

From: Dan Binns

Comment: This is perhaps off-topic, but I am curious: Given the opportunity, would you condone and encourage constructive left/right debate and discussion?

Andrew replies: This forum has hosted exactly what you’d like, and will again – as soon as we hear from more writers from the Left capable of arguing in the constructive manner you suggest. In the meantime, you’ll have to endure the abuse and misrepresentations of those we do get.

The response appeared here.

I just thought that perhaps, for a second, Bolt could be a little respectful to a leftie who’s trying to connect with the right; to engage in intellectual debate. But no – shunned, just like the abusive, misrepresenting hooligans we apparently are.

I feel loved. Do you?

Until next time…

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You have TWO days to vote in the Hovel Poll! At the moment it’s looking like it’s up to me, but you can change that, with but one click! Down with autocracy – VOTE NOW!


You really do have to wonder what was going through the minds of the inventors of some of the Winter Olympic Sports. How do you come up with such ridiculous events as the Moguls, for example, or curling?

Imagine a couple of blokes sitting round in some snow-laden pub in Switzerland, topped up with lager, discussing sports in general…

Heyyyy, hey, hey now… Here’s an idea for a little game… you know that big slope out there with all the potholes in it?

Ohhh, yeh… what about it?

I got a crazy, crazy idea… how about we get some young people, rug them up in all their wintry outdoor finery, and make them ski down that slope?!

Sounds dangerous…

Oh, it is…. it’ll be absolute hell on their knees, and will practically ensure they have both arthritis and osteoperosis by the time they’re 35…

But what would you call it?

Hmm… young upstarts, trying to conquer something far beyond their reach… sounds like the media… media… media barons… barons… moguls… MOGULS!

I’m intrigued… but I think I can top your idea…

Oh really?

I think so… You get a couple of guys together… you sand down a bowling ball so it’s flat and smooth at one point… you go out on the ice… set the ball going… and you run in front of it with brooms sweeping the ice in front of the
ball so it keeps moving… We’ll call it curling…

It’ll never catch on… why curling, though?

Cos you’d have to be pretty curly to play it!

(ruckus and drunken laughter…)

Until next time…

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So, as of 6pm today, Eddie “I Want to Be a Millionaire” McGuire, will be head honcho over at Nine. As much as I don’t really approve of his almost-abandonment of his beloved Collingwood Football Club, his supposed passion, I really would kill to have that kind of a resumé. Who wouldn’t? From President of Collingwood to host of the Melbourne Footy Show, to host of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?, and now Chief Executive Officer of Australia’s top television network.

Speaking of television, has anyone noticed how crap Australian TV has become over the past month or so? You’d expect with the return of ratings, that there’d be at least one or two shows you’d sit down and enjoy every week. But there is absolutely nothing. Maybe Eddie can fix that…

And did you know that the chief military commander of the Taliban is offering 100 kilograms of gold as reward for the killing of the person/s responsible for the publication of the Muhammad cartoons? As a consolation prize, he’ll give 5 kilograms to anyone who kills Danish, Norwegian and German troops in Afghanistan.

I just find it hard to take the guy seriously when his name is Mullah Dadullah. It sounds like a Dr Seuss character. I know and understand that he can’t change it and it was never under his control. But that name is just waiting to be put into a song…

My quote of the week goes to weezil from mgk:

I’m here because freedom of expression – a human right – trumps religious dogma every day of the week, not because I think Islam is a general and implacable enemy of the western world.

This was in reference to the Muhammad cartoons, and I agree wholeheartedly. This was only ever a question of religion insofar as those the cartoons target are fundamentalists. And I stand by everything I said on the subject the other day.

That thing the other day concerned a satirical blog that was written in response to the so-called “Zero Movement”, in particular its blog, advocating the drinking of the new Coca-Cola Zero. The movement comes complete with a manifesto that visitors can add to with pearls of wisdom like, “Why can’t we have a 5 day weekends and work twice a week?” and “why cant girls leave the toilet seat up?” and “Why cant they make a carseat with a inbuilt aircon so no more sweaty backside! hehehe”.

Such vision.

The guys behind the satirical blog were either far too good or way too terrible for their own good, and yesterday whacked up a post admonishing the obviously stupid public (lefties in particular) on their non-receptiveness to well-constructed satire.

The world remains silly. I shall remain in my ivory tower and observe with indifference. (Not really, I actually have to work today – more dealing with humans. Yuck.)

Another question: Who needs politics when you can see great and momentous intellectual social and political debate in the comments on a blog post?

Take this:

It is true that “democratic” socialism is not as deleterious as the full-blown version. Nevertheless it is a step on the path that leads to suffering and ultimately death for the host society.

One of its great weaknesses is its propensity to middle class welfare, much as we had here with St. Gough. The burden of the 10% to 12% unemployment is left with an underclass that is mainly migrants, or in the case of Germany, East Germans.

Dubya wouldn’t be able to spell any of that, much less know what it means. Okay, maybe if he tried real hard he could spell ‘much’. But that’s about it.

Again, the world is silly…

Until next time…

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What the…?

If I can get riled up enough I might post on this later. For now, read it and be amazed at the crock some people think other people will actually buy.

Then be amazed as even some more other people (MrLefty’s alter-egos excluded) actually do buy the crock.

My God.

Until next time…