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‘The Cats began the match with three players on the bench, while emergency Joel Selwood scrambled to get ready, having only minutes earlier been sitting in the grandstand eating a Mars Bar.’

From The Age.

Remember Extreme Darren? That character was the only good thing about that crappy “Big Bite” show. Chris Lilley is a genius. He’s Australia’s Sacha Baron Cohen.

There are a bunch of Extreme Darren bits on YouTube, but most of them are taped off the TV with a camcorder. I hate it when people do that. This is the only one I could find that you can actually see and hear: 

And speaking of Razor Scooters, here’s mine rusting away in the backyard.

Hard to believe that I originally paid $270 for it, back in those heady days of Y2K. Well, I didn’t buy it; my dad did. That’s one good thing about having a guilty ’school holiday dad’.

This happened a couple of weeks ago, but I just found the picture and wanted to share it.

So yeah, this creepy praying mantis came in through the door to our backyard, and proceeded to attack my mum (who was sitting at the computer) and basically jump around the place.

I managed to snap this picture when the critter was momentarily entranced by the power of Streisand on the bookshelf. Ugh, look at all that chicklit. Makes me sick. It’s not even the good kind of chicklit, you know, like Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff fuckin’ rules.

Unfortunately there were no Pan’s Labyrinth shenanigans. I was kinda hoping the mantis would transform into a fairy and lead me down the garden path into a world of fauns and sprites and shit. But nah, we just killed it.

Anyway, speaking of fairytales, check out this vid of Neil Gaiman doing a reading of his poem, “Instructions”. I had a dream the other night that Neil Gaiman came in for dinner at the club, and I got one of the waitresses to ask if he’d entertain an audience with a humble kitchenboy. He said ‘yeah, send the geezer over’ (or some such), so I went to his table and gushed about how much I love his work, how he’s my hero and a big influence and all that. Yeah, that was gay, sorry. Enjoy the vid.

Note: we didn’t actually kill the bug. Just caught it with a clothespeg and pulled its appendages off, teach the fucker for invading our home.

Yeah, I’m not doing a blog anymore. Just posting YouTube vids that amuse me. It’s a very Baudrillard thing to do.

(Special thanks to Grant “The Reaper” Sexington for finding the awesome pic.)

… is coming (Combing?) to Melbourne!

He sent a bulletin out on MySpace to say that he’s gonna be in town from May 13-29, and possibly doing some uni or pub shows. I’ll definitely be going along for a laff if he does end up doing something. Maybe I’ll finally be able to find out what the hell a ‘knucklebone face’ is… oh, what’s that you say? It’s ‘knucklebone phase’? Well, that makes sense, I guess.

Seriously though, did anyone else used to think those lyrics were “I’m like a yo-yo face, I’m like a marble face, I’m like a hopscotch face… etc”?