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jakie_em's place. Eat lunch. Listen to last songs of 2006 countdown. As soon as #2 finished playing I deduce that #1 must be Khe Sahn, and of course it is.
Then the conversation turned to "horror movie cliche" proofing a house. We came to the conclusion that no horror movie was set in an igloo. We then set about fixing that. We now have about 10 pages of brainstormed notes for an awful horror movie set in a igloo. It'll be the summer blockbuster of 2007, you just wait.
Then Singstar 80's was had. Madonna sung in death metal style is quite amusing, as is Matt's falsetto. I'm dashing to the toilet every 5 minutes because I'm laughing so damn much.
Eventually we head down to the foreshore, where we get a shockingly good spot and yell and sing loudly along to songs on the radio. Fireworks go boom and are pretty. Music IS NOT all Australian. I am writing a letter of complaint to 94.5.
Wander back to Jakie's and proceed to brainstorm 2 and a half pages worth of Aussie artists.
The night ended with us setting up seats on the footpath outside Jakie's place and watching the traffic on Canning Hwy (hence the carbon monoxide poisoning). I ate my mango. We ate chips and popcorn (and fed some to random people stuck in traffic). We yelled and jeered and helloed people stuck in the traffic. We emphasised the fact that Jakie was home already while they'd been stuck in traffic for an hour or so. We recieved some audience participation on chants of "Aussie Aussie Aussie" and "Weak as piss, weak as piss, weak as piss", (you had to be there). We got a lot of honks and waves and hollers. We considered the merits of streetside karaoke. Then we realised how damn much the police were making on the red light camera just down the road, and started taking bets on which car would run it next. We saw that camera flash like 12 times in half an hour. That's $150 and 3 demerit points a pop.
Eventually the traffic thinned and the show was over and it was late and time to head home. I have a job interview this morning. Eeep!
jakie_em's place. Eat lunch. Listen to last songs of 2006 countdown. As soon as #2 finished playing I deduce that #1 must be Khe Sahn, and of course it is.Then the conversation turned to "horror movie cliche" proofing a house. We came to the conclusion that no horror movie was set in an igloo. We then set about fixing that. We now have about 10 pages of brainstormed notes for an awful horror movie set in a igloo. It'll be the summer blockbuster of 2007, you just wait.
Then Singstar 80's was had. Madonna sung in death metal style is quite amusing, as is Matt's falsetto. I'm dashing to the toilet every 5 minutes because I'm laughing so damn much.
Eventually we head down to the foreshore, where we get a shockingly good spot and yell and sing loudly along to songs on the radio. Fireworks go boom and are pretty. Music IS NOT all Australian. I am writing a letter of complaint to 94.5.
Wander back to Jakie's and proceed to brainstorm 2 and a half pages worth of Aussie artists.
The night ended with us setting up seats on the footpath outside Jakie's place and watching the traffic on Canning Hwy (hence the carbon monoxide poisoning). I ate my mango. We ate chips and popcorn (and fed some to random people stuck in traffic). We yelled and jeered and helloed people stuck in the traffic. We emphasised the fact that Jakie was home already while they'd been stuck in traffic for an hour or so. We recieved some audience participation on chants of "Aussie Aussie Aussie" and "Weak as piss, weak as piss, weak as piss", (you had to be there). We got a lot of honks and waves and hollers. We considered the merits of streetside karaoke. Then we realised how damn much the police were making on the red light camera just down the road, and started taking bets on which car would run it next. We saw that camera flash like 12 times in half an hour. That's $150 and 3 demerit points a pop.
Eventually the traffic thinned and the show was over and it was late and time to head home. I have a job interview this morning. Eeep!
