Blogging is for the Unemployed!!

Well, that's not technically true, however, as of today my employment status has become a lot less 'casual' and a lot more 'full-time', so updates my start to become sporadic in their timing.

Now, I know I promised you a cool story about where I've been, and I totally plan to honour that promise, but for now, with the lack of time currently at my disposal, I will (instead) have bring your attention to the cool stamped down piece of rubbish I saw the other day.



Random coincidence? Or secret sign? You decide!

Nobody Saw THIS Coming!!

Okay, so I will admit that that blimp does not really look like a blimp... However, rest assured, I have returned in one piece! Where did I go? Well, that's an interesting story indeed... You will need to check back for regular updates to hear the entire tale, but for now I shall tease your collective imaginations with a short, visual description of recent events.

Note: Events in question may have been altered slightly for entertainment purposes...

Distracted...

The world comes crashing to an end! The only way to hold of the impeding storm is for me to finish the next Wheel of Time book! I'm only (roughly) 500 pages from salvation... As long as I'm well fed and watered, comfortable with good lighting and there's a toilet nearby, I should knock this out before my next blog...



Hold fast, citizens of the world, I'm fighting the uphill battle!

Harry Profit and the Billion Plus Dollars

Before I get started, lets get three things straight:
• I am a big Harry Potter fan.
• I have read all seven books multiple times.
• I haven't seen Part #1 of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows yet.


Now that's out of the way- holy money squandering move franchise! When was the last time six movies were released only to have the final movie (aka: the final chance to make millions of dollars) split into two parts?



Most people you ask- especially the diehard fans with 'Hufflepuff Daddy' tattooed across their shoulders- will say that it is to keep the movie loyal to the books, which is a good excuse, yet keep in mind the following:

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was 636 pages long and converted in to 157 minute film.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix was a massive 766 pages long and converted in to a 138 minute film.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Princewas 607 pages long and converted into a 153 minute film.

And NOW

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows another 607 page long book, yet it has been converted into a 300+ minute film.

Double Rainbow! What does this mean? It means that when the difference in film revenue goes from being $933,959,197.00 (the total gross revenue of HP & The Half-Blood Prince) to $1,867,918,394.00 (double that), directors are suddenly very, VERY interested in living up to the book.

It would be enough to make me sick if I wasn't planning on seeing the movie this weekend! Which I will most likely love and return here shortly after denouncing myself… However, until then, be aware that my wrath is firm and unshakeable!

Done and Dusted!

My final exam took place yesterday at 1:30pm... I was there two hours early in order to memorise six pages of revision notes- which I did in about forty five minutes and spent the next hour and fifteen playing 'connect four' on my phone- before the big moment came.

I took my seat.

I answered my questions.

I shook my hand occasionally when it started cramping from writing too much.

And it was over. Done. Vanquished like Sauron as the One Ring dropped into the fiery pits of Mount Doom.

...

Now what?

Return of the Crazy!

While flipping through television channels (as one often does when bored and tired) I came across this interesting little piece of TV-Culture.

Yo Gabba Gabba... The name alone makes you wonder, but the name alone cannot compare to the bottled up crazy that this children's program puts on exhibition. For example, lets take a look at some of the featured segments that make up the show:
The Super Music Friends Show
Dancey Dance Time
Super Martian Robot Girl
Play Pretend with Muno

...And keep in mind, these aren't my personal descriptions of the show segments- these are their actual titles!

Now, I will admit that I was aware of this show before now, in fact, I own a couple (3) of 'Yo Gabba Gabba' brand t-shirts. However, in my defence, I purchased and wear the shirts more for their bright, pretty colours than I do for the program that they advertise. Additionally, I had no idea of how insanely crazy this program was at the date of my acquisition of aforementioned articles of clothing...

If I did, I don't know, maybe I would've been a little too frightened to buy them incase their craziness somehow seep from fabric to flesh. I mean, seriously, it's like the whole thing is directed by a guy engaged in the consumption of illicit substances!

Either that or some terrible glitch in The Matrix.

Music: Literature for the Poor.

The French philosopher, playwright and writer, Voltaire (who you can learn about here) once said: "Anything that is too stupid to be spoken is sung". Which, if you look at current trends in popular music, seems to be a pretty accurate statement.


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Don't believe me? Don't be so quick to defend the Pop-Machine. The current song sitting at Number #1 on the Australian music charts is the grammatically insensitive 'We R Who We R' the "artist" Ke$ha, note the misplaced a crucial consonant that has been replaced with a '$' sign.

More proof? Here's the chorus of the above-mentioned tune:
"Tonight we’re going hard

Just like the world is ours

We’re tearin’ it apart
You know we’re superstars

We R who we R!"

Abysmal. However, the point here is not that the music is overproduced and the lyrics the literary equivalent to vomit, and though it may not seem like it, this is not a blost that aims to rage on and on about the downward spiral of musical creativity in the past fifty (or five hundred) years. It is simply an observation that I think we can all agree on, and that is that our choice in music has taken a step or two back from what it once was.

That's not to say that there isn't good music out there, because there certainly is. It's also not to say that the current music is pointless and good for nothing. Mindless, bass pumping music has its place on the dance floor, and I will testify that with my own personally sweet D-Moooves.

However, I am convinced that the messages contained within todays radio fodder is, as Volotaire so wisely stated, too stupid to be spoken.