Saturday, May 31, 2008
Uh uh. How foolish I was. I've always lived in fear/awe/hatred of Apple and everything they manufacture. It looks cooler, runs better, seems easier to use and is therefore my sworn enemy. It even makes a cool sound when you turn it on. Far from the 1982-standard POST beep I'm used to. Maybe the learning curve always put me off. If something goes wrong, I won't know how to pull it to bits and fix the problem! But I guess most Mac users never worry about that because things seldom go wrong.
Anyhow, last January when I was thinking about getting a new laptop, I had the Apple website and the Dell website open in different tabs, at the same time. That is how close it came. But Dell won that round, because at the end of the day I can get something faster that I know how to use, for cheaper. Plus I'd had good experience with Dell in the past. They may skimp a bit on testing, but damn their tech support is thorough.
Fast forward another year, and I've bought an iPod. I was sort of backed into a corner on this one. Iriver seem to be stubbornly refusing to make a media player with more than 16 gig of storage, even though they made a kick-arse 40 gig machine four years ago. The H300 was rad. If mine still worked, and was a bit thinner, I'd keep using it. But the interface on the iPod Touch is what really got me. It's just a rad thing that looks like it's from the future. It's almost like getting a Mac. But it fits in your pocket.
Anyhow, I'll cut the rest of this crap, non-coffee-related story short. Sooner or later, you have to play the iTunes game the way iTunes wants you to. That is, convert all your music to the right format, tick the "keep my library organised" button and finally click "Consolidate Library", moving all your files to one location.
What the hell. Why not? At least it will all be in one place, instead of scattered across three hard drives and a handful of burnt DVDs.
But it worries me a bit running iTunes on a PC. It's like the Mac army have infiltrated the PC city walls inside a huge wooden apple. Then one day you consolidate your library and a message pops up saying, "This cannot be undone. Continue?"
Do you trust them, or are the Mac soldiers going to jump out and pillage and loot your sorry ass?
Guess what happened next?
After the big "CONGRATULATIONS!" screen accompanied by jovial, congratulatory, bossanovafied yet still Nintendo-esque music, the game continued at level twenty-one.
It turns out twenty is just the maximum you can start at. The game keeps going from there. Yikes.
Friday, May 30, 2008
And this is on the slowest speed too.
Maybe the biggest hurdle I'm going to reach, or have reached already perhaps, is that I only ever flip the blocks in one direction. Clockwise, I think. I can never fit the possibility of anti-clockwise flips into my Dr Mario gameplay routine. That means that I am hitting clockwise three times, when I could just be pressing the button right next to it.
It reminds me of my mum's auntie. She hated doing right-hand turns while driving, mainly because of how nerve-racking it can be hanging out in the middle of the intersection waiting for a gap. So she got into a habit (or so the legend goes) of making three lefts instead.
Sound crazy? Well, it turns out that is exactly what I do every time I play Tetris or Dr Mario or any other block-flippy-droppy game.
There may be only twenty levels (and I'm up to nineteen), but this is on slow mode. There's a medium and a fast after this. I'm pretty sure I won't get far through them if I'm still making three lefts.
"You must unlearn what you have learned." - Yoda
"Well, out of pastry-type things that involve coffee-flavoured icing, anyway."
It was lucky they were unloading the tray of coffee scrolls while I was in the shop. They just looked daaaaamn good.
I'll file this one under "impulse breakfast purchase". I didn't enjoy it much in the end. But the Sumatra latte was flippin' ace.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Now I'm not sure if it's just because I'm reading Eats, Shoots and Leaves at the moment, but I keep noticing more and more places who shun the apostrophe. Marios. Romeos. Should they have apostrophes? Certainly. But do they have one? Well, actually it's a little hard to tell with that photo. I'll have to walk past and check. I gave Romeo the benefit of the doubt this morning, but it's highly possible that they do have an apostrophe signwritten up there.
As for that shop on Johnson St called "Dogs Breakfast", don't even get me started. I even had trouble typing that without adding an apostrophe.
I walked up to the counter.
"Another two lattes?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"I saw you guys sitting outside."
Amazing. There are some places that I tried for months to get the hey-you've-been-here-before recognition from the staff. Romeo recognised and anticipated the next order only twenty minutes into my first visit.
I'm not sure if I really wanted a latte, but hey, I was impressed.
But I doubt, if I turned up next week and said, "I'll just have the usual," that he'd know what I was on about.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Bagel with avocado, lemon and cracked pepper.
Yeah!! Nice combo. Nice avo too. A bad avocado can destroy anything.
Here's some trivia for you about avocados:
They grow in pairs, one slightly lower than the other.
The name "avocado" comes from the Nahuatl word for "testicle".
I think you can probably guess which was named after which.
I really hope I punctuated that correctly.
The introduction was great. It makes me want to go out tonight and paint the town red. With a red pen. Correcting punctuation.
It isn't a life-changing read yet - file this one under "Preaching to the Converted" - but I'm learning things already. For example, not only is it acceptable to put a full stop in between the hours and minutes when telling the time, but it is the English way of doing it. The colon method (just remember, we're talking about punctuation here) is the American way of writing the time.
Wow. I always use a full stop instead of a colon to tell the time in text messages. And I thought I was just being lazy!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
This hour-long session of Dr Mario was brought to you by coffee. I can still see the blocks rotating in front of my face even though I'm nowhere near the TV.
I really hope this isn't one of those times where the doctor takes one look inside your ear and says, "It'll be fine in a few days," and you leave thinking, "I just paid $60 to confirm my suspicion that it'll be fine in a few days and there's nothing I can do. If I had one of those ear-inspecty things, a series of mirrors, and Google, I could probably come up with the same diagnosis. I really gotta get one of those ear-inspecty things. I even have better magazines in my waiting room."
P.S. It was one of those times. It'll be fine in a few days.
P.P.S. Thanks to all the kind people who have commented. It's nice to know somebody is reading all this crap, without having to check my Google AdSense stats. That is downright tedious.
Then I realised that film is measured in feet.
That's why after your film something it is called "footage".
That's also why Russell Crowe's band is called Thirty Odd Foot of Grunts!
Actually, it doesn't explain that at all. I think Gruntfootage is a much radder name.
This one was a shower coffee. I didn't have time to sit down and drink it, so I took it to the shower and saved myself a few minutes. The shower coffee is exceeded only by the shower beer, which I would never have discovered if I wasn't a musician. The beer shower is another thing altogether, possibly only experienced by musicians equal to or greater than the calibre of Russell Crowe. I bet he loves a beer shower, or possibly even a beer shower beer, where one drinks a beer while being showered in beer. I'm just not there yet, I guess.
Musical calibre. There's something to think about: how wide does the barrel need to be to successfully fire Russell Crowe from a cannon? If I could rephrase that question as a myth, I'd love to see the Mythbusters tackle that one.
Jamie: So today we're looking at the Russell Crowe Cannon myth.
Adam: Oh right, I've heard of this one. Kiwi WWI soldiers running out of shells, and then resorting to firing Russell Crowe at the enemy! I've always wanted to try this one.
Jamie: I know, we had this conversation yesterday at the production meeting. Only back then, you hadn't heard of the myth yet.
Adam: Well I'm glad we had that meeting. It wouldn't be interesting television if I hadn't heard of the myth. I should probably throw in the bit about how an integral part of the myth is rolling up Rusty's beard and using it as a wick.
Jamie: Yah. I hope he didn't get SPLIT ENZ.
Hypothetical: if you write a script where somebody makes an unconscionably shit joke, did you technically make that joke, or are you exempt from derision for that one?
Monday, May 26, 2008
Dave swears by the milk-crate-on-its-side method. It gives you a bit more springiness, and you don't have those criss-cross marks on your arse when you stand up.
One of my mates posted a blog about reissue Reebok Pump Omni Lites. He mentioned Dee Brown winning the NBA Slam Dunk Contest in 1991, wearing Reebok Pumps. He also mentioned Red Hot Chilli Peppers, and Point Break as being other highlights that year.
Anthony Kiedis from the Red Hot Chilli Peppers makes a cameo in Point Break.
Check out what shoes he is wearing when he gets shot in the foot by Gary Busey.
Oh yeah. There is no way you could make that scene look any more like 1991. I know Point Break, RHCP and Reeboks were around back then, but I didn't realise they all converged in point in space/time!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Mind you, I had a cup of tea this morning (Lipton, caravan park freebie special) and a bottle of V in the car, so it's not like I didn't have any caffeine.
But who knows, one of these days I might even get through the day without ANY coffee. Just imagine...
Saturday, May 24, 2008
We're not trusting the GPS. Beasey's dad gave him a route where it's flat all the way there, and downhill all the way back. It sounds promising. You guy via Geelong and Hamilton, and then via Hamilton and Ballarat on the way back. The GPS says it should take 8 minutes longer, but hey, that thing doesn't know about hills.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Either way, it's a bit of a downer.
But the playing is awesome. In the band scenes, all the actors actually played their instruments, and this was recorded on the set. The guy playing Hooky sounds awesome. Check out in the Warsaw gig how far the strings are moving when he strums. He must have been hitting the bass pretty damn hard.
So, to round off my half-arsed movie review, you pretty much know where the story is heading, but all the dudes involved are convincing and it's worth seeing just for the scenes with the band playing. It's interesting to see a few scenes (that more or less happened in real life), such as the Sex Pistols gig, that were also portrayed in 24 Hour Party People. It's beautifully shot too, I think Anton Corbijn is the guy who took all the Joy Division photos back in the day, so it's pretty faithful, kinda like watching moving versions of his photos, especially in the Love Will Tear Us Apart rehearsal scene.
But yeah, it's pretty grim.
"Oh right, this isn't really the 50s, it's a movie."
They look more like somebody making a movie in 2007, set in the 50s, but they still want the jeans to look cool by today's standards. That is precisely what made all the henchmen at the start of Last Crusade (in the River Phoenix bit) look like they were from the 80s.
"Motley Crue are stealing an important artifact, it belongs in a museum."
Okay, maybe it wasn't that bad. But they sure looked 80s. That main bad guy
had a mullet, for crying out loud.
About to watch Control now.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Nahh. I just decided it's not worth it.
"Arabic coffee? How does that work?"
"It's infused with cardamom."
"Hmm, I might just get an espresso."
"Umm, it just tastes like coffee."
"Yeah, but drink some water first, and then drink this."
It's funny, it seemed cardamom as fuck if I had water straight before it. Otherwise it just smelled like coffee to me. I'm not sure if that means my blogging rights should be revoked.
Off to see Indiana Jones. Awesome.
Big day today. Much rehearsal. But I probably won't have time for much coffee, so I'll have to fill the void with as many cups of tea as I can handle.
P.S Bakehouse ran out of Earl Grey tea bags. But the biscuit jar was stocked: Arnott's Scotch Finger. A fine biscuit, but the name bothers me a bit; just imagine how many times a private school kid in Hawthorn has said, "Hey baby, can I interest you in a Scotch finger?"
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Enoteca has great coffee, many bay leaves hanging from the roof, and seems to be deserted during the day. It sounds like my kinda place. It's funny, I thought Fitzroy was populated with people who have nothing better to do than sit in hip cafes and pretend to be productive on their laptops. I guess those people haven't come this far down Gertrude St yet.
Writing a blurb for the Genie gig in September. Ollie emailed and said he wants me to write something about the music we're going to play. I replied and said that will be difficult, considering we don't know what the music will be like. He said to write something abstract, about music from outer space, or something. I've written quite a bit, which I will try to cut down to one paragraph, but the phrase “Sebastian Bach meets Johann Sebastian Bach” is going to have to stay in.
P.S. the coffee was only $2.80. That's almost unheard of these days.
I downloaded Dr Mario Germ Busters for Wii yesterday. Quite hooked. I'm not very good at it yet, but I'm working on that. Dr Mario is like a cross between Tetris and Connect Four, with drugs. Not necessarily on drugs, but with them. That is, the border of the tetrisfield is a pill bottle and the bricks are different-coloured pills. A labcoated Mario drops the pills in and you have to get four in a row of the same colour horizontally or vertically, including the like-coloured "germs", to zap them out of the bottle.
Why "Dr" Mario has so many germs in one bottle is beyond me, as is his "cram some pills in there, that'll sort 'em out" remedy. My thumb twitched for ten minutes after I stopped playing. I hope this isn't the early warning signs of Nintendonitis.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Today's challenge: shot glass.
The capacity should be 30ml, which technically should be the size of my espresso shots anyway.
"One of the categories is whether they ever play any Pat Metheny records."
- Luke Howard, on comparison of cafes
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Yes, if you walk down there you come to Pushka, a very small cafe hidden amongst many trash cans, but there's nothing trashy about the coffee. As long as you don't have a huge problem with sitting on a poached1 milk crate amid the trash smell while you drink your coffee, you'll love it. Luke thinks that only about ten people ever come here, but most of them drop by at least once per day, and if you sit here for long enough, you'll see all of them.
Bonus points for owning a copy of that Dr Seuss book about the kid who feeds his fish too much.
Oversized Footnotes Section:
1. Remember they used to have a huge ad campaign in the early 90s saying that stealing milk crates is stealing? It either worked, or they gave up, because I haven't heard anything about that for a while. I still own four milk crates, and I assume it's all water under the bridge by now. But yeah, they really used to lay it on thick; milk crates were the burnt CDs of the 90s. Oh. Er, actually burnt CDs were the burnt CDs of the 90s. Maybe they could just slip it in with other piracy warnings:
YOU WOULDN'T STEAL A TV.
YOU WOULDN'T STEAL A CAR.
YOU WOULDN'T STEAL A MILK CRATE.
VIDEO PIRACY IS STEALING.
STEALING IS AGAINST THE LAW.
(so is keeping your hacksaw in a milk crate under the sink)
Monday, May 19, 2008
"Really? Why's that?"
"I dunno, the shopping bag, the hoody, it's raining..."
South Park was pretty good tonight, which made up for the Guitar Hero episode last week, which was a bit crap. It's good to see they've still got it. Hmm, has this show been running longer than Seinfeld did? Yes. I know the two shows are not comparable (other than both starting with an 's') but it's a good benchmark I guess. As will the Simpsons be when that goes off the air.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
This is not worth $3.00, or indeed any more than that.
It was the right temperature, but far too weak.
C'mon FCP, you can do better than this. I hope.
Not quite a "bomb" rating, but it sure wasn't fun to drink.
Ethiopian Djimma from Jasper. Bad ass. These are awesome. In direct contrast to the next coffee I had this day.
(sorry to confuse tenses, but I'm writing all this waaaay after the fact)
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Bonus points for the tea. It come out on a tray with, well, pretty much everything. Loose leaf tea in a pot, extra pot of hot water, milk jug, strainer, strainer holder - the works. Right on.
I'm sorry, all you people waiting for a table. We didn't order another drink on purpose to watch you all squirm, we just felt like one.
Portuguese neenish-ish tart was damn good too. Look to the cookie, people.
(Actually, don't look to this cookie; it was filled with cream and therefore seems to be saying, "We can all live together in perfect harmony, but don't forget, we're all white on the inside!" While we're on the subject, there are five black notes and seven white notes in an octave, yet Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder's song seems to skirt around using the word "outnumbered". Like I said, don't look to the cookie, and don't trust Stevie in the 80s. Only trust Paul when he's playing the bass line from "Dear Prudence".)
Friday, May 16, 2008
I just bought a Roland RE-201 Space Echo. You can react to that news in three ways.
1. You don't know what a RE-201 is. In that case, you may ask, "What is that?"
2. I've already told you that I got an RE-201, and you'll probably say, "I know. You told me five minutes ago." Or,
3. You know what an RE-201 is and how hard they are to come by these days. Your reaction would involve jaw dropping, followed by disbelief, followed by outrage, followed by congratulations, followed by heavy drinking.
It looks like this:It's a spring reverb and a tape delay. In a box. From the 70s. I just plugged in my guitar and went "splong".
The Space Echo replied, "Splong spong plong blong flong glong grong wrong worng wirng wwhir wur ur ur ur rr rr," etc. Awesome.
When Iron Maiden came to Australia this year, lead singer Bruce Dickinson flew them here. He is a qualified pilot.
Fender's quality control got really shit in the 70's, and so they closed the factory for a year to re-train all the staff. Expert luthiers were brought in to the Fullerton factory. They knew what the hell they were doing. Anything which is a "'57 re-issue" made between '82 and '84 was probably made by these guys and is worth getting your hands on.
It's amazing what you can learn during the consumption of one coffee.
P.S No, that doesn't disappoint me. If I were disappointed that there were nothing to complain about with the coffee, then that would be a complaint in itself, thereby exempting this entry from complaint-free status. It's like the chicken and the egg.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Is it illegal to drive while using a calculator?
Is it illegal to drive while using a Rubik's cube?
Is it illegal to drive while using an apple?
Is it illegal to drive while using the ring-pull on a Bundaberg Ginger Beer?
Is it illegal to drive while using a medium Zinger combo?
Is it illegal to drive while using the peel mechanism on a banana?
Is it illegal to drive while operating an air guitar?
In other news, I had only two coffees today. That sounds like a lot, but considering how much playing of music I did, it isn't much. However, this blog doesn't tabulate how many cans of V and cups of tea I had...
"Good lord, what are they all here for?"
"It looks like a protest."
"From the looks of their signs, they are protesting against the curfew."
"The 2am drinking curfew."
"That's not a curfew. It's a lockout. It's not the same thing."
"Are you sure?"
"If it was a curfew everybody would have to be home by 2am. That's not what is being proposed."
"So what's a lockout?"
"Licensed venues can't let anybody else in after 2am."
"Right. So people don't have to go home?"
"So it's not a curfew."
"Not at all."
"And there won't be a police state with armed guards roaming the streets, picking off anybody who's not safely indoors by the prescribed time?"
"Well, that's good."
"Ah, those stupid fuckwits...their protest may have made a difference had they read the dictionary first."
ALL (to camera): Have YOU read the dictionary today?
This has been a community service announcement for Read Dictionaries Not Facebook Event Invitations, Melbourne.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
But I didn't.
Something really funny that I've never noticed before in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade:
Sultan: You shall have camels, horses, an armed escort, provisions, desert vehicles, and tanks!
Walter Donovan: You're welcome.
Unsettling WWII reference in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade that I've never noticed before:
Donovan: Precious valuables, your highness. "Donated" by some of the finest families in all of Germany.
Ambiguity I've never noticed before in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade:
The grail passes the seal when Elsa picks it up and makes for the entrance. The knight said that the seal is "the boundary and the price of immortality". Does that mean Indy and Henry won't have eternal life, but might have if Elsa had left the grail on the floor where it was? This is the kind of thing that makes me glad there's gonna be a sequel real soon.
Drinking game I've never taken part in during Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade:
Have a drink whenever you hear the phrases "don't call me junior" or "ah, Venice!"
"How much is it?"
"Offer them $200."
"Would you live here for $200?"
"No way. But you might."
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
That might be why my hands twitch in a bass-playing way while I sleep.
Or even better, maybe I've outsourced my brain downtime and there's some guy in India playing bass and Nintendo whenever I'm not awake and then uploading the results just before I wake up.
Nah, that's a little farfetched.
Thumbs up: it was bloody amazing when it finally did turn up.
It seems to happen to me alot, often when a place isn't busy. There were only about five people in the whole place. Maybe that confuses them more and they forget they need to fill orders. But yeah, it was awesome.
Monday, May 12, 2008
About to make some soup.
Yes, I've reached the point where I think I need coffee to get fired up for even soup.
Well, I'm actually not cooking soup or even drinking coffee yet. I'm sitting on the couch, writing this, enjoying the shuffle on my iPod, and being surprised that Google only found three matches for the phrase "check out this rad shit".
P.S. I originally wrote this with the title "espresso, home", but I ended up having a short mac. Ain't the universe amazing.
I had to go to the next table to ask for their sugar. No, it wasn't for me, but I was closest and feeling politer than usual.
"Hi girls, can I have some sugar?"
Yeah, you gotta be careful how you say that. I settled on this one:
"Hi, do you mind if I just grab your sugar?"
Just remember, that one might come across badly for almost anything other than sugar.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Or is that "Mother's Day"?
It most certainly is not "Mothers Day".
The new place with the redundant umbrellas across the road seems to be packed today. It can't possibly a bad thing; as far as I can see it just means there will be less people at other places, and therefore easier for me to get a table at Batch.
I also googled "colitas", that word from Hotel California that sounds made up.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
What the hell, let's give this one the "Honorary Five Stars" award.
Going to an Underbelly party after the gig. It feels weird going to a party dressed up to look like people who portrayed people who actually exist/existed only a few kilometres away. It feels even weirder because I haven't actually watched the show yet.
Tempted by these really pointy white Adidas at Hype DC in the city. They each look like the white Spy vs Spy guy's head.
I'm digging Blend #6 as a long black. There's still hope...
Uh oh. I don't know if I like it as much as the stuff I bought less of last week. This is gonna throw the graph way off...
Friday, May 9, 2008
It's okay, I've still got my Tim Tams.
Still contemplating how to pay this $20.00 parking fine from Launceston.
"You should return this letter, together with the $20.00 now due."
Are they expecting me to just send cash in the envelope? I thought you weren't allowed to do that.
Espy gig tonight. Woo!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
I think it's time to do some stats.
300 coffees in 110 days. An average of 2.73 coffees per day.
Two of these received an award of some sort.
Five of them were undrinkably bad.
Three of them were not what I ordered (but not necessarily undrinkable). Approximately fifteen were ordered takeaway, fourteen were drank at a gig, and five were in an airport.
In four of my posts I mentioned something about a cup of tea that somebody else ordered, and in one post (this one) I wrote about stats.
Only one post had a photo of a scantily clad woman in a coffee advertisement.
I received 22 comments from readers, an average of 0.073 comments per coffee.
Now we come to the important stats, and for that, we need pie charts.
What method was used?
Out of the 300, 252 were espresso-based drinks, so it's not really worth doing a graph of that number versus 28 aeropresses, 7 plungers, 2 stovetops, etc. but we can still break down the espresso drinks:
It sounds like it could have been a weirdo instrumental track on the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack, doesn't it? The caffe latte comes out as the undisputed champion, with its closest competitor being the espresso. It's a little surprising that I only had one long mac. It's not surprising that the only cappuccino I had was the one that Hungry Jacks served me when I ordered an "expresso"(sic).
I tried to graph where all the coffees were consumed ("home" was the winner by far at 117 coffees) but the conquest-ish ooh-haven't-been-there-before-wonder-what-the-coffee-is-like element of this blog makes that sort of irrelevant. The amount of places I've only been to once or twice (some of which I regard as being in my "top ten" but I just haven't been there very often) make it hard to graph against places I've been to more than twenty times just because they're convenient. The "home" statistic is interesting however because it leaves scope to work out how much money I saved by drinking coffee at home, and therefore how many months it would take to justify the cost of the espresso machine.
Unfortunately as soon as I figured out how much 250ml of milk and 30g of coffee beans costs and multiplied that by 117, I realised I probably didn't want to know the answer. That was the biggest finding in this ridiculous exercise: $3.20 for a latte isn't really as huge a mark-up as you might think.
More stats in a few months.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I guess Brunetti must have thought that people disposing of empty sugar things properly would keep them off the saucers and therefore make them more stackable, shaving valuable seconds off each saucer-waiter-tray-dishwasher transaction, valuable seconds which would pay off in the long run and justify the initial investment in the purchase of one empty-sugar-packet-bin per table. Let's hope it works out for them.
The coffee was fantastic. Who knows, maybe it's all because of the sugar sachet bins.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
That's where you bite two ends (or corners, if you prefer) off a Tim Tam and drink your coffee through it until it starts to melt, and then you whack the whole thing in your mouth. It's not only the straw you can eat, but the quickest way to heat up a biscuit.
Remind me not to do this with a halftte. Depending on the temperature of the beverage, you can almost suck the whole thing through the Tim Tam and have no coffee left at the end.
Wii. Mario Kart. Ghost challenge. I can't get my head around Manual slide mode either. I know that in the long run it's the only way I'm gonna shave another five seconds off my Luigi Circuit record, but it's a big learning curve after weeks of playing on Auto mode.
"So this is a call about your broadband internet. Is that correct?"
"Sorry, I didn't quite get that. Please answer 'yes' or 'no'."
Today it understood everything I said, apart from 'yes'. Grr.
An odd choice of foam-to-liquid ratio. Actually, I'm almost certain it wasn't a choice. Still rad though.
Reading this article about Australian soul-ish pop artists storming the UK charts. Does anyone else thing it's a little unfair to be putting Gabriella Cilmi in the Amy Winehouse basket? Winehouse seems to be more famous for being a crackwhore than a singer.
Cilmi's first single is kinda catchy, but maybe whoever designed her web site has a few lessons to be learned too.
Please click what country you are in to enter site
Does anyone else think that could do with a proofread?
Monday, May 5, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
We're making some epic shit here. Awesome.
Off to the studio.
Make sure you leave room for a Bratwurst too.
Can't find Curb series two disc two.
Can't find Curb series three.
May as well start watching Curb series four. It's cool, I know what happens anyway.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Who cares, it was a smaller glass, so there was less milk and it tasted stronger and rad.
Plus: the smaller glass makes it look like you have a giant hand.
I'd better go and google "hard rubbish city of yarra".
P.S spell check wants me to have a capital g at the start of "google" in the previous sentence. When you're using a brand name as a verb, do you still capitalise? Is that called a "proper verb"?
Because Video Hits is shitting me this morning.
The top of the latte looked a bit like a Loco Roco so I gave it crema eyes and mouth.
(photo not found ;)
I think Pnau have gone a bit far with the cutesy strawberries and ghosts and OMG ponies!!11 stuff. They look more like a kids' band than the Wiggles now. I like the album, but yeah. Too many costumes now.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Almond croissant thing was a bit weird. They microwaved it, which is always nice just to heat it up a bit, but I think they heated it a bit too much and the custard and croissant layers fused together into something that's kinda difficult to eat.
Coffee was damn good though. The last one I had here was terrible, so I guess this shows that you shouldn't hold it against them when you get a bad one.
Three bad ones in a row would be a definite sign to clear the area though.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
No problem though, they just chucked some milk in there.
That brings us to six coffees in one day, depending how you tabulate it. That's a personal best for me.
I thought, "Nahh, that'll be enough. It'll still work."
I was wrong.
It wasn't, and it didnt.
The water fell straight through as from a cheap motel showerhead.
No flavour, no crema, no fun.
P.S I'm not sure if this should count, as I didn't actually drink the whole thing. What's more important? The amount of time I try to have coffee, or the amount of times I actually do? Are we tabulating the demand or the consumption? What the hell, let's let it through. I had a taste test at Jasper this afternoon, but that doesn't count. If I had had two of them, that would count.
Pancakes with banana and cinnamon marscapone and almonds was flipping awesome.
I know some dudes who moved in down the road and they have already done an extensive coffee survey of the area. They insist Sugo is the one. I'd be willing to agree without trying the rest myself.