Friday, July 27, 2001

Thank fuck it's friday....... I don't think there's any film festival goodness on tonight, but there are about two things on tomorrow and a couple of things on sunday, if anyone's interested. Saw one of the most amazing films I've seen in a very long time last night - Shiner - which basically makes all the other London gangster films of late look like playground squabbles... it's getting a general release (deservedly so). Go see it. Of course, you won't be able to see the *live* interview via satellite with Sir Michael Caine afterwards (interviewed by David Strachan) which was as good as the film itself, but not everyone can be like me and Billy Joe. (And I imagine, not everyone would want to!) But there you go.

Monday, July 23, 2001

Was Sophie Lee the same one who was in Holy Smoke? (can't be bothered to find the link, Bill...) As far as I remember, she's a really good comedy actor...

Wow, I'm finally back up from the depths of the week that turned into the Hell Work Fortnight, and full of dining tabley and latte-y post weekend goodness. Over the weekend, a mixed half dozen bottles of really good wine fell into the back of my car when I slipped and accidentally handed the nice lady at the winery my credit card, which had fallen out of my purse and into my hand...

Also, I am in the mood to gloat cause the bi-melbourne chickmeet I organised on sunday afternoon was a raging success at hairy canary... somehow, we managed to be on the loudest table, all whilst talking about shagging and corsets and err.... knitting. Strange that... (and ok, I lied about the knitting...)

And don't forget in this week's edition of Bill Hicks News - Baby Boomers realise their lives really *are* shallow.

Sunday, July 22, 2001

could be worse fuzz!

you could have to come into work because programming is the only thing that distracts you from the problems in your life......& if you don't distract yourself, you'll probably go mad!

anyway, i was thinking about some more tv shows i'd like to put into production:

Game show where 5 infertile couples compete for the opportunity to have ivf treatment.
One member of the couple is hypnotically regressed to an infant, while their partner has to care for them for a week.
If either the carer cracks up, or the baby returns to their adult state, then they lose.

Dreams of an old man.
Using tiny little camera technology we can finally enter the head of an old man and film his dreams!
This week : A clock. And the time when he was 20 and he had violent sex with a 16 year old virgin, while snorting coke off her drunken friends breasts.

Bill hicks news.
News program containing news stories that would have made bill happy.
Tonight : Top ten marketting people who've killed themselves & a boy who's realised that maybe, just maybe it isn't all shit...while hallucinating about dragons on acid.

Tuesday, July 17, 2001

From a work discussion about reality tv shows. apparently when feisty read it coffee came out her nose :

i'd like to see
"Celebrity kitchen makeover death war"

2 celebrities.
2 kitchens.
1 weapon made from the items they find in the opponents kitchen
1 victor!

first up:

britney spears swaps kitchens, and blood, with james cameron.

britney ties a fork and a knife using some string that she found in the back
of a junk drawer to create a deadly food eating nunchuck.
James can only find some pink fluffy cushions and a crop top to defend
himself with.

who will win?

reality tv show producer!

Wednesday, July 11, 2001

damn, I really should post more stuff to this blog.... Hmmm. The evil stinky 'erbal tea - it works. Strange but true.

Tuesday, July 03, 2001

in tokyo... everything is freaky and smells funny... (no, not JUST my bum) argh only one minute left and this is my last 100 yen coin... home soooooooooooooon

Monday, July 02, 2001

I did a very strange thing this weekend - I had acupuncture. And for the record, no, it doesn't hurt, apparently it boosts your immune system, and makes you feel all chilled and groovy. Ok, and faintly ridiculous too.... For the inquisitive, I had needles in the following places - one sticking out of the top of my head, two sticking out of my temples, and elbows, hands, shins, ankles and toes.
Faintly ridiculous changed to all out strange when the acupuncturist came back into the room with two things that looked like a cross between mini shredded wheat and those cotton wool rolls - and stuck them on the needles in my shins... and lit them. It certainly cures stress.... when you've got copper needles in your legs, with burning breakfast cereal attached, any hassle in your real life pales into insignificance.
But I felt all chilled afterwards, so I guess that was ok. Then the acupuncturist gave me several huge bags of herbs to make some "healing" tea. Oh, this ain't Twinings, baby! This stuff is so foul (imagine hot liquorice juice with salt and orange peel and you're getting there) that it must be doing me some good.... and look... marvel at the stinkytea....