warning: rugby related post

Well, vaguely. The beautiful harmony of the Rugby World Cup and LOLCATZ humour. From The Dropkicks and others:



More here.

somnichthyism?

Dreamed I was a fish last night. Not just any fish either - my subconscious went for the top-shelf: a sailfish. As far as dreamfish go, you can't get much better - and I didn't encounter Ernest Hemingway so it was all good.

Later in the dream I turned into a giant squid.

Analyze that!

awesome new movie

Blogged at 12:50pm on a monday at work. I wish I had minesweeper here.

God I'm bored.

a worthy cause?

Perhaps not. In this rare case I think I'm on the side of the Cherry Blossoms (that has to be the best name for a national rugby team. Well, other than the All Blacks of course...).

Thieved from The Dropkicks and the Alternative Rugby Commentary.

Any bets on how many headlines are going to read "Wales Harpoon Japanese!" after this match?

sleep: perchance to

I'm getting old. I must be - after just one night of sleeplessness I feel like someone has removed my brain with an ice cream scoop and replaced it with damp wool.

I used to be able to survive on very little rest; about 15 years ago I went without sleep for a week to see what it would be like.

Now, just the thought of that fills me with horror. I feel like my blood has been replaced with lead after one night.

I'd give my left nut for some sleep (metaphorical - stay away from me with scissors).

my day,

or at least the karate part of it, was somewhat like this. Although my eyebrows are not as rampant. I hope. You'd tell me, right?

From the stunning series by Martin Klimas featured in The Morning News.

genius

9 Minute Sopranos:

"...Tony bangs a Russian but this one has one leg..."

In response to recent admonishing emails: yes I am aware that this blog has become a linkfest with little personal input. Torrid emotional outpourings to come.

Plus photos of my cat.

violin vs turntable

Awesome battle:

Via Frogstar.
More at Paul Dateh.

best.pick-up.line.ev0r...

That shirt looks good on you, but it would look even better stuffed into the neck of a vodka bottle and flung burning through our office building's window. Let's fucking do it and never look back.

You had me at Molotov cocktail.

sydney police crack down on jaywalkers

quote of the day

"Australians don't have accents, they just pronounce things incorrectly".

Spoken by, naturally, a Brit.

Can't argue with the logic.