There's three words you'd least expect to accompany such a photo. (And WHAT a photo it is.)
Thanks to Dork for the Contrib'.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Not big enough?
There's three words you'd least expect to accompany such a photo. (And WHAT a photo it is.)
Thanks to Dork for the Contrib'.
Friday, February 24, 2012
THIS is YOUR life!!!
"Shine" by "Final Placement" (Original Video) from F.P. Shine on Vimeo.
Wowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowow. Wow.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
NZ Food Riots
"Two men angry about having to pay for a pie, drove their car into a shop, stole their meal and led police on a lengthy chase through Auckland city.
The incident was the second alleged case of food-rage in the region over the weekend.
Counties Manukau police spokeswoman Ana-Mari Gates-Bowey said the raid happened at the Mobil service station on Great South Rd, Papakura, late on Saturday night or early Sunday morning after one of the men went to the petrol station's pie warmer, picked up several pies and placed one inside his jacket.
He then asked the attendant if he could have one pie for free but was told he would have to pay for all of them, Gates-Bowey said.
"So he goes out of the garage, he's obviously in a little bit of a mood, and speaks to his mate who's in the car.
"Then the guy decides... That he's going to go back in there and just get his pie."
He was frustrated further when he discovered the attendant had since locked the doors.
The man returned to the car where he and his friend decided they would find another way to enter the store.
The car was then driven through the doors.
"[The first man] gets out of the car, goes in, picks up his pies off the counter and does a runner."
The pair then led police on a chase from Papakura to Pukekohe.
The men were eventually arrested after their car tyres were spiked several times.
The hungry twosome appeared in Papakura District Court yesterday charged with offences including burglary and failing to stop for police.
They will reappear next month.
On Friday David Junior Ilolahia allegedly flew into a rage after staff at the Wendy's restaurant in Lynfield mucked up his order.
The Blockhouse Bay resident allegedly smashed tills, flipped tables and assaulted a police officer who responded to the incident.
After being apprehended he was taken to hospital to be treated for injuries he had suffered during arrest.
Ilolahia was charged with threatening behaviour, assaulting police, disorderly behaviour and resisting police as a result.
He is due to appear in court later this week.
Wendy's representatives say he is not banned from the restaurant but owes staff an apology."
-From Stuff.co.nz
The incident was the second alleged case of food-rage in the region over the weekend.
Counties Manukau police spokeswoman Ana-Mari Gates-Bowey said the raid happened at the Mobil service station on Great South Rd, Papakura, late on Saturday night or early Sunday morning after one of the men went to the petrol station's pie warmer, picked up several pies and placed one inside his jacket.
He then asked the attendant if he could have one pie for free but was told he would have to pay for all of them, Gates-Bowey said.
"So he goes out of the garage, he's obviously in a little bit of a mood, and speaks to his mate who's in the car.
"Then the guy decides... That he's going to go back in there and just get his pie."
He was frustrated further when he discovered the attendant had since locked the doors.
The man returned to the car where he and his friend decided they would find another way to enter the store.
The car was then driven through the doors.
"[The first man] gets out of the car, goes in, picks up his pies off the counter and does a runner."
The pair then led police on a chase from Papakura to Pukekohe.
The men were eventually arrested after their car tyres were spiked several times.
The hungry twosome appeared in Papakura District Court yesterday charged with offences including burglary and failing to stop for police.
They will reappear next month.
On Friday David Junior Ilolahia allegedly flew into a rage after staff at the Wendy's restaurant in Lynfield mucked up his order.
The Blockhouse Bay resident allegedly smashed tills, flipped tables and assaulted a police officer who responded to the incident.
After being apprehended he was taken to hospital to be treated for injuries he had suffered during arrest.
Ilolahia was charged with threatening behaviour, assaulting police, disorderly behaviour and resisting police as a result.
He is due to appear in court later this week.
Wendy's representatives say he is not banned from the restaurant but owes staff an apology."
-From Stuff.co.nz
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
In the section labelled "Fart" at your newsagent
Where to even begin?
Probably examining the conscience of the people who come up with these cards....
Grand designs: Smoochness
Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the laziest of them all?
But CLEVER lazy.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Sushezi host lacks confidence
Also, apparently the sushi fillings are referred to as "fixings".
Mmm, can't wait to get some sushi next time i'm at Cracker Barrel.
Tell it to me straight
You can be a carny tell talking out of both sides of your mouth, until your media buyer puts both sides adjacent to each other.
Oops.
Oops.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
A quick trip to my home town
Actually, I was in Orewa, New Zealand for two weeks, but rarely left my mother's abode.
Partly because I spent an unhealthy amount of time playing, cursing at and then repairing my ancient computer collection, but equally because Orewa is one whole giant Smooochest omninbus of the old, the used, the redundant and the just plain embrarassing. For sale.
But on the eve of my departure, I did take my camera out for just a wee glimpse of this quaint little cove of disappointment.
Ike's Emporium has been the home of smooch goods since forever ago. Even in the 80's it felt dated and brown and like a member of the family you'd hate a friend to encounter.
Just some of the things available for purchase at Ike's included....
Small vials of petroleum jelly found on a high shelf in a container you can't properly see into.
A basket of knobs, wooden.
The last container of a deodorant called "Be Yourself" even though the initials are truncated to "BU" for no readily explainable reason.
A plentiful amount of tiny racial soaps.
After Ike's I took a visit to the Orewa Hospice shop. Now, there are actually many fine second-hand stores in the general Hibiscus Coast region, but the worst stuff seems to end up in the Orewa establishments. The Hospice shop is staffed by many wonderful people, bright rays of sunshine on a slate-grey, chilly Coast day. However, I only wish they can find a few items of worth to stock their store with, so that people might want to buy them and then they can afford a new sign:
But it's not just the sign that's seen better days, take a look at some of the 'bargains'...
VHS tapes (mouldy).
Horrifying vinyl records.
A... a... er... whatever the hell that even is.
And a desk, which someone did buy, but apparently on the proviso that the store can find all of it.
And not to make myself appear to be anything other than my town's spawn, I took these photos with a camera purchased in 2002, and all the while holding a meat pie and a caramel slice (obtained from the ever-reliable Saigon Bakery).
Partly because I spent an unhealthy amount of time playing, cursing at and then repairing my ancient computer collection, but equally because Orewa is one whole giant Smooochest omninbus of the old, the used, the redundant and the just plain embrarassing. For sale.
But on the eve of my departure, I did take my camera out for just a wee glimpse of this quaint little cove of disappointment.
Ike's Emporium has been the home of smooch goods since forever ago. Even in the 80's it felt dated and brown and like a member of the family you'd hate a friend to encounter.
Just some of the things available for purchase at Ike's included....
Small vials of petroleum jelly found on a high shelf in a container you can't properly see into.
A basket of knobs, wooden.
The last container of a deodorant called "Be Yourself" even though the initials are truncated to "BU" for no readily explainable reason.
A plentiful amount of tiny racial soaps.
After Ike's I took a visit to the Orewa Hospice shop. Now, there are actually many fine second-hand stores in the general Hibiscus Coast region, but the worst stuff seems to end up in the Orewa establishments. The Hospice shop is staffed by many wonderful people, bright rays of sunshine on a slate-grey, chilly Coast day. However, I only wish they can find a few items of worth to stock their store with, so that people might want to buy them and then they can afford a new sign:
But it's not just the sign that's seen better days, take a look at some of the 'bargains'...
VHS tapes (mouldy).
Horrifying vinyl records.
A... a... er... whatever the hell that even is.
And a desk, which someone did buy, but apparently on the proviso that the store can find all of it.
And not to make myself appear to be anything other than my town's spawn, I took these photos with a camera purchased in 2002, and all the while holding a meat pie and a caramel slice (obtained from the ever-reliable Saigon Bakery).
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