Hey this will be a short and sweet update because i need the zzz before university tomorrow *sigh 9AM lectures suck! but something that annoys me is the advertisements which are running around on television these days. Yes you Shamwow guy, Snuggie blanket, i mean wtf it's just a fucking blanket with sleeves! and the most annoying the chick on the iSelect ads making up useless slogans that only she thinks are good or funny.
These advertisements achieve the opposite effect of what they are intended to do, which is sell the product to the consumer (Thank you Advertising) and become a laughing stock. Which i have done market research on, ok i did a facebook quiz about who i would punch in the face and the shamwow was in it which prompted people to tell me they love the ads but because the Shamwow guy is such a douche. I'll get you one day Shamwow guy and you'll never promote another towel again!!
Anyways i should wrap this shindig up because university tomorrow with three lectures *sigh* but only a four day week SCORE! I can steal some more mX's from trains and sleep during lectures, woop but this semester at least there is a journalism class to keep me occupied!
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
The day we became pranksters!
Credit goes to Vicki for the title but today is a sad day because as of 9:30pm tonight, there is only one episode of the Chaser's War on Everything left. I know it's sad but pass the tissues around Betty thank you but this post isn't about tonight's episode, it's about a day which will live in infamy. Thats right, it's the day Imogen, Maria, Vicki and myself were apart of a chaser's skit.
The day started at the ungodly time of 7am, I didn't even know it was a time until this morning but the more i know and dragged myself out of bed , showered, shaved and generally sexified up wandered up to Liverpool Station. It was mighty cold that morning but i soldiered on and bought my ticket which cost $2.80!! travesty i know, damn peak hour and their insane prices but alas I waited until my silver chariot pulled up and i mounted it Ipod blaring and took the hour long journey into the city, the sun rising and my phone periodically going off informing me Maria may be late also once i had gotten to Central, Vicki made an audible and would meet us at the MCA.
Now to say i waited long, would be a lie because about ten minutes after i arrived Maria got an express train and shimmied her way to Central faster, Hooray for Cityrail...for once. Boycotting breakfast and dashing up the stairs onto platform 16 waiting to reach that place they call Circular Quay which took 8 minutes!! shameful cityrail but they made up for that by sending us a millenium (thank you train god) and sped through the tunnels and got to Circular Quay, got to the location for the sketch and no one was there, We were early for once! that is a huge thing for me because im normally late to everything. With an hour to kill and the rumbling in my stomach becoming roar like with each passing minute, we spied our saviour in the distance, Mcdonalds where i haven't been for breakfast in yearrrs but i broke this streak and ordered a bacon and egg roll which i'd give 3 thumbs up on the Homer Simpson scale, watching the heroic tale of that british backpacker who got lost in the mountains, iunno how because it's not that big and im sure he could of found Katoomba if he wanted but speaking of Katoomba, finally we met up with Vicki and Imogen who didn't know Circular Quay had a McDonalds..the blasphemy!! That stunning revelation aside we once again went to the MCA but this time there were people there! and we signed a waiver where we had to witness each other (stop thinking so dirty people, i know you are) and waited discussing such amusing topics about the dude who got hit by a tram, I mean how do you get hit by one of them, they go so slow!! but eventually we got to the stunt!
After the ladies had swooned over the chaser boys, they explained how the stunt would work. Basically we would form a group where there were about 30 of us who were from "Canberra" and would exaggerate how people always get strangers to take pictures of the group but once the "punter" as Chris called them took one picture, we would blindside them! and someone else would come and ask for another picture and rinse , repeat! but if said punter got wise to our devious plot, the Chaser boys would call another audible and bring in some hilarious props including an old timey camera, a moving camera like they used in the movies but the main event was an easial (spelling) where the punter would draw the group.
During the sketch it was hard to hold back the laughter while the people were going up and asking but there were some very nice people who made late (Sorry business guys and the very nice japanese lady who took nearly twenty pictures) but there were also the hilarious people, one old man who I think we asked about 6 times for one last one, runners who we interupted their race they had going on, HOPE YOU WON LADIES! Some guy on a bike who left his bike unmaned in Sydney, that's just not on! but the cake would have to be someone within the stunt who had such an awesome camera that the punter would have to stand right up near the MCA to take the picture and in one guys case actually inside the MCA. Overall though a great day was had by all with the Chaser guys being too nice for their own good at the end when the tide turned and we all had a chorus of one more picture please and i turned into the unlucky guy who took the picture (Hope everyone's turned out fine) and sadly departed with Vicki and Imogen who had to head back to the mountains so Vicki could be asked if she developed film again even though she works at a game shop.
While Vicki and Imogen headed back to Central, Maria and myself took the long trecharous walk to Town Hall station to depart and become the lonely onesomes and head home. I'll leave you though with some pictures of the day.
Aren't we such an awesome group! Take care world of blogger and i'll speak to you in the morrow.
The day started at the ungodly time of 7am, I didn't even know it was a time until this morning but the more i know and dragged myself out of bed , showered, shaved and generally sexified up wandered up to Liverpool Station. It was mighty cold that morning but i soldiered on and bought my ticket which cost $2.80!! travesty i know, damn peak hour and their insane prices but alas I waited until my silver chariot pulled up and i mounted it Ipod blaring and took the hour long journey into the city, the sun rising and my phone periodically going off informing me Maria may be late also once i had gotten to Central, Vicki made an audible and would meet us at the MCA.
Now to say i waited long, would be a lie because about ten minutes after i arrived Maria got an express train and shimmied her way to Central faster, Hooray for Cityrail...for once. Boycotting breakfast and dashing up the stairs onto platform 16 waiting to reach that place they call Circular Quay which took 8 minutes!! shameful cityrail but they made up for that by sending us a millenium (thank you train god) and sped through the tunnels and got to Circular Quay, got to the location for the sketch and no one was there, We were early for once! that is a huge thing for me because im normally late to everything. With an hour to kill and the rumbling in my stomach becoming roar like with each passing minute, we spied our saviour in the distance, Mcdonalds where i haven't been for breakfast in yearrrs but i broke this streak and ordered a bacon and egg roll which i'd give 3 thumbs up on the Homer Simpson scale, watching the heroic tale of that british backpacker who got lost in the mountains, iunno how because it's not that big and im sure he could of found Katoomba if he wanted but speaking of Katoomba, finally we met up with Vicki and Imogen who didn't know Circular Quay had a McDonalds..the blasphemy!! That stunning revelation aside we once again went to the MCA but this time there were people there! and we signed a waiver where we had to witness each other (stop thinking so dirty people, i know you are) and waited discussing such amusing topics about the dude who got hit by a tram, I mean how do you get hit by one of them, they go so slow!! but eventually we got to the stunt!
After the ladies had swooned over the chaser boys, they explained how the stunt would work. Basically we would form a group where there were about 30 of us who were from "Canberra" and would exaggerate how people always get strangers to take pictures of the group but once the "punter" as Chris called them took one picture, we would blindside them! and someone else would come and ask for another picture and rinse , repeat! but if said punter got wise to our devious plot, the Chaser boys would call another audible and bring in some hilarious props including an old timey camera, a moving camera like they used in the movies but the main event was an easial (spelling) where the punter would draw the group.
During the sketch it was hard to hold back the laughter while the people were going up and asking but there were some very nice people who made late (Sorry business guys and the very nice japanese lady who took nearly twenty pictures) but there were also the hilarious people, one old man who I think we asked about 6 times for one last one, runners who we interupted their race they had going on, HOPE YOU WON LADIES! Some guy on a bike who left his bike unmaned in Sydney, that's just not on! but the cake would have to be someone within the stunt who had such an awesome camera that the punter would have to stand right up near the MCA to take the picture and in one guys case actually inside the MCA. Overall though a great day was had by all with the Chaser guys being too nice for their own good at the end when the tide turned and we all had a chorus of one more picture please and i turned into the unlucky guy who took the picture (Hope everyone's turned out fine) and sadly departed with Vicki and Imogen who had to head back to the mountains so Vicki could be asked if she developed film again even though she works at a game shop.
While Vicki and Imogen headed back to Central, Maria and myself took the long trecharous walk to Town Hall station to depart and become the lonely onesomes and head home. I'll leave you though with some pictures of the day.
Aren't we such an awesome group! Take care world of blogger and i'll speak to you in the morrow.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Welcome to Blogging Is Justin...
Hi all there out there in cyberspace. Thank you for stumbling across my post which could be loosely called a blog post. Here i'll be talking about everything and nothing at the same time, So sit back, relax and enjoy the ride which is my blog.
This first blog i'll dedicate to rugby league and mainly how boring bye weeks can be. Byes are evil creatures created by the fact that there is an uneven amount of teams in the competition thus one team would have to take a week off and gain two points for no reason at all and each team has two. They were also created to give teams with heavy origin representation a rest right after the event.
Now this week (Round 19) saw my team St George Illawarra having one of these evil byes because they were the only team besides Newcastle to not fulfill our bye quota so far but I digress. The games this week didnt really inspire any excitement besides the fact my tips rode on them (I got 5/7 btw, The Warriors and Eels can both die in a hole) and the fact that the titans were playing the bulldogs and I hoped they both destroyed each other to the point, the Dragons were handed the minor premiership alas that didnt happen sadly :(.
Why are there even bye weeks when the NRL has 16 teams in the competition because like i stated earlier it was only brought in because Souths were kicked out thus creating a team imbalance in games each week. This week went by so slow, I had to actually do things non dragons related that is just not on! luckily a 19th on Saturday kept me busy from the fact there were no dragons games and the depressing fact being the Australian cricket team losing to England at Lords where we haven't lost for 75 years due to cheating umpires but thats for another blog.
Thank you anyone who listened to my insane ramblings about the evilness of the bye and in closing England suck, the roosters couldn't win a game to save their lives and I go back to uni next week sadly *sadface*
This first blog i'll dedicate to rugby league and mainly how boring bye weeks can be. Byes are evil creatures created by the fact that there is an uneven amount of teams in the competition thus one team would have to take a week off and gain two points for no reason at all and each team has two. They were also created to give teams with heavy origin representation a rest right after the event.
Now this week (Round 19) saw my team St George Illawarra having one of these evil byes because they were the only team besides Newcastle to not fulfill our bye quota so far but I digress. The games this week didnt really inspire any excitement besides the fact my tips rode on them (I got 5/7 btw, The Warriors and Eels can both die in a hole) and the fact that the titans were playing the bulldogs and I hoped they both destroyed each other to the point, the Dragons were handed the minor premiership alas that didnt happen sadly :(.
Why are there even bye weeks when the NRL has 16 teams in the competition because like i stated earlier it was only brought in because Souths were kicked out thus creating a team imbalance in games each week. This week went by so slow, I had to actually do things non dragons related that is just not on! luckily a 19th on Saturday kept me busy from the fact there were no dragons games and the depressing fact being the Australian cricket team losing to England at Lords where we haven't lost for 75 years due to cheating umpires but thats for another blog.
Thank you anyone who listened to my insane ramblings about the evilness of the bye and in closing England suck, the roosters couldn't win a game to save their lives and I go back to uni next week sadly *sadface*
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