You Think I Ain't Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire.
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• 5Sep 08

  You're The Cancer...

  ...You're The Leech. Bonus if you can tell me what's special about this song with regards to this band.
  No one got Street Carp (Deftones) So I thought I'd allow you guys to hear it

  Basically I'm not continuing with the league tutorial because I feel a need to rant on another subject.

  The Jonas Brothers.

  If HP and I can agree on anything, it means one of two things. Either it's so bleedingly obvious that it has to be true, or the apocalypse is upon us. Since we've had this agreement for ages and we're all still here, it must be bleedingly obvious that these three wankers are quite possibly the worst thing to happen to music since the Backstreet Boys were spawned from purgatory (I say purgatory because they can't be from heaven and everyone knows hell is where all the awesome stuff comes from). In fact, they may be even worse. How? Because despite the evil that was the Backstreet Boys, at least they left the magic that is rock alone and focused on shiny pop. The Boners Brothers, on the other hand, are infiltrating our rock with their pu$$y teen pop. Want proof? See here. They actually manage to make recent Fall Out Boy (after they did a Green Day and started making mildly aggressive pop music) look like Megadeth. As some of you may know, one of my life goals is to have all three of their heads mounted on my wall and after seeing this, I have vowed that I shall achieve this goal no matter what.

  Then I flicked on ultimate guitar and, as it so often has, The Pit gave me inspiration. Now I have a better idea. I'm gonna start my own teen pop act. Get a couple of friends together (obviously we don't have the whole brother thing, but who cares?) and sell ourselves to Disney as being the new Jonas Brothers just as their careers are beginning to fizzle out. Then, after recording an album about thinking about girls (no sexual references) and why it's so hard getting older, none of which will be written by us, we can make a load of money and have 12 year old girls screaming our name. Once we make a load of cash, we go on tour where the teenies will be queuing to hear us play our hits, but here comes the curveball. We won't play any of the sh*t on that album, but we will play our real songs which we (or more specifically I) wrote, with all the obscenities and sexual references (you guys have seen some of my work, you know what it's like). Between songs, we tell the girls to take their clothes off, do drugs, have lots of sex and tell everyone you hate go f*ck off. We can then make an appearance on Hannah Montana where I give Miley Cyrus her first joint and get her drunk, before destroying her chastity belt. By now Disney will have fired us, but our first record would be hit enough that we can live the good life for ever if we so please. Alternatively, we could make the music we'd always wanted to. Ask me when it happens.
  In short, we will be the anti-Jonas Brothers. Who wants to join me? I'm gonna need a bassist, a drummer and possibly another guitarist.

  To wash all those sh*t music thoughts out of your heads, here's some real music that's new and awesome.
  White Noise (The Living End)
  Vampires (Shihad)
  Echoplex (Nine Inch Nails)
  Hammerhead (Offspring)

  Thought Of The Blog: "If it exists, there's porn of it." Grimwolf in one of his truest statements ever. It was followed by me trying to make pen porn. You do the math.

  Shadow.

  • Posted Sep 5, 2008 9:10 pm PT
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• 4Sep 08

  Here's My New Address...

  ...Six Six Five. Same title as last blog.

  Basically this is a late night blog I'm granting myself as a self indulgence because no one will care. I'm gonna put a lot of songs in so you actually understand me.

  It's now spring here. Of course, in Whangaz all that means is that it rains slightly less and the wind blows more. But for me, it also means that NRL finals are in the air. So just for kicks, I decided to post my guide to how I think this post-season is going to shape up. With my mighty Cowboys having avoided the wooden spoon in all likelihood unless the f*cking Bulldogs somehow pull off the greatest miracle next week and win a game, I've decided to focus on the 10 or so teams with a chance of playing finals football. The teams are in order of their current standing and just because I'm such a nice person, I'll post the team name in their colours. Hell, I'll even italicise the important bits. No, that won't be enough. I'm gonna have to give all you Yanks and Canadians a crash course in the Greatest Game Of Them All. Then next blog, I can give you my tips. A little song to get us started as this was last years promo song.
  The Pretender (Foo Fighters)

  There are 13 players on the field during a game, with four that start on the bench and are rotated during the game (interchange). Teams have a max of ten interchanges. Each team has a maximum of five tackles in each set. On the fifth tackle the attacking team must either kick or hand over posession to the other side, or score a try (worth 4 points).

  The players are first divided into forwards (6) and backs (7), and then into their respective positions. Let's take a look at forwards, who split into two props, two second rowers, one hooker and one lock.
  Props are the big grunt guys. On offense, their main job is to cart the ball up in the first two or three tackles and make as much yardage as possible for the team, so that when tackle 5 comes the playmakers have room to kick. On defense, they do most of the grunt work. That is, they make the tackles on the other big guys and try to prevent them making too much yardage. Occasionally, you'll see the odd prop making a big hit like here which is just fodder for the highlight show.

  Second rowers are harder to define cause their position has a lot of elements. On defense, they generally have to also be rock solid, and therefore are also normally big guys. Many second rowers are converted props, who's offensive game is similar; that is, cart it up and make yardage. Brad Thorn (former Brisbane Bronco who now plays union) is a good example of this kind of player. Also, you have the second rowers who could easily play five eighth or centre (as mny are capable of doing). These guys are usually a little smaller (although they're not little guys by any stretch of the imagination) who play wider on the field. They normally have more ball skills, are a touch quicker and can set up their outside backs. Cronulla's Greg Bird is the best example I can think of for this kind of backrower. The lock is very similar to the backrower, except he usually fills a different position in the defensive line (my sleep deprived mind doesn't remember what it is) and often makes cover tackles (see the first tackle in this video, although it doesn't show the full thing which was epic beyond epic. Let's just say that the guy who made the tackle ran 60 or 70 metres to catch one of the fastest guys on the field, and probably won Penrith the 2003 Grand Final).

  The hooker is the smallest of the forwards, and is one of the main playmakers with the halfback. His main role is what's called dummy half. When the tackled player gets up, he has to play the ball (stand up and roll it through his legs with control) and his teammate who recieves it is the dummy half. Usually he will pass it to a runner in the backline, but if the opportunity is there to run (i.e. if the defenders at the play the ball (markers) aren't in the right place) often he'll take it. A good dummy half player is essential for any team and while anyone can get in there, for the most part the hooker fills most dummy half duties. He also often has to do a lot of defensive work by backing up his bigger forwards in pack tackles, which makes the role one of the most strenuous on the field. I played a little hooker when I was a kid, but when I grew older but the body didn't quite grow with me I moved into the backs. Which brings me to where the real action on the league field is. The backline.

  You know what? I am too sh*t tired to even go onto backs today. I'll continue this tutorial tomorrow. Anything you want answered, just ask Dr Shadow and he will answer it. About league, that is.

  Thought Of The Blog: "Kelso's retiring? I didn not know that. Now if you'll excuse me..." Ted the lawyer after he realises that his mortal enemy is retiring. He is next seen streaking through the hospital screaming for joy and dancing before he runs into the Janitor's van. Ah Ted...you always remind me that there are people with sh*ttier lives than me.

  Shadow.

  • Posted Sep 4, 2008 3:53 am PT
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• 3Sep 08

  Give Me A Kiss...

  ...And Write It Down. It's from my favourite album, so you should be able to at least guess the band. I don't know why some people (*cough*Dee*cough*) claim that they don't like this album when they drool over anything that Kevin Shields does (rightly so) and considers Alice In Chains a great metal band.
  FYI, the last title was Glycerine (Bush). A live version from Woodstock 99 can be found http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tm9uqA-b-OU&feature=rec-fresh

  Basically I've realised that no matter how hard I try, I can't keep away from here. So I've decided I need to compromise. I'm gonna limit myself to checking in on the site only once a week for now.

  Anyway, the pat few days have been sort of busy. In Geography we're busy preparing for our field trip to Rotorua next week, and when I get back I may have a pic or two since I'm taking my new digital camera with me. Actually it's my stepdad's old one, but now he's got a fancy digital video camera that takes still photos also, I get this one. And we're planning to go get hammered on the Tuesday if possible.

  In most other subjects, we're getting inundated with internal assesments. To explain the difference, internals are assesments that we do during the year that count towards our end of year grade. Externals are ones that we practice for during the year but only matter at the end when we do exams. Right now I have two upcoming Biology internals, four for Geography (one of which I'll cover during the Rotorua trip), one for English, one resit which I failed earlier for Chemistry and one for Economics that's particularly important (as is the English one) because those are the two cla$$es I have a shot of getting a first or second place in (I'm currently 3rd in Economics and moving up is unlikely, but where's there's hope there's life, right? English I don't know but I'm sure I'm up there). Hopefully I can http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4mDIpYHxWY till the end.

  In other news, the incident which I mentioned a couple of weeks ago where I got punched for refusing to make myself a freakshow was resolved yesterday. We had a cla$$ conference, which was basically a forum for everyone to apologise for not doing anything to me and just to air any issues we had. Bogan Sam (who's basically a good guy who's your stereotypical bogan. He even used to have a kick arse mullet, but when he became a boarder he had to cut it) apologised when it was his turn to speak, but the psycho refused to until the end, where he offered a very half-hearted apology that I accepted just to get things over with. Anyway, he got a stand down (I think for three days, but I'm not sure) and Bogan Sam has to spend afternoons picking up rubbish for a week since he's a boarder. His other way of making it up to me is getting me a free copy of Death Magnetic (he knows somone who knows someone who works at the Warehouse CD counter) and that was more than enough for me. The meeting ended with everyone shaking everyone's hand and a lot of group hugs, especially since it was Hug-A-Schicker Tuesday. Hug A Schicker Tuesday is exactly what it sounds like; you hug a Schicker on Tuesday. A Schicker is a particular subspecies of Homo sapiens Homo schickers) which are exceptionally smart while being awesome at the same time. If you know one, give them a hug on Tuesday. FYI, Wednesday is Do Stuff To Aaron Wednesday. All other days are just days.
  Since Death Magnetic is coming out, let's celebrate with the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WElvEZj0Ltw and the http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxrhY1Iyrnc Metallica.

  Today was actually pretty good. Even though it was pouring in the morning, for most of the day it was pretty dry. I'm sure I've discussed Whangarei's weather before (it can change from sunny to pouring in the space of two minutes) so a full dry day is an achievement. I started my extra Chemistry tuition today, and it's actually working, as did my extra Bio yesterday. I got invited to my ex's 16th party and even though I can't go (this weekend I'm gonna go to Sydney to spend a weekend with Dad, and his 18 year old neighbours know and they're throwing me a party) getting invited is good for the old ego, especially as I've never quite given up hope we'll have sex again. Not a relationship; I don't think I can handle one right now and plus, I don't think I can't have her cheating on me constantly again. But another one off in Jacob's tank with wheels (his Nissan Laurel) sounds like heaven, especially since we did it in his old Cortina. I also f*cked his sister in there after we'd drunk our bodyweights in alcohol. He doesn't know.
  Anyway, the study room was actually alright since all the dumb jocks weren't there as it's Tournament Week (a week where all the schools across the country get their sports teams together for their tournamants)so the guys who were remaining were all awesome and we had a mean as game of Fan Cricket with Teh (intentional error) Mega Bat. For those who aren't familiar with the fine art of Fan Cricket, it involves one person throwing a screwed up bit of paper at the fan, predicting where it's gonna go and hitting it. If you miss or you don't hit the fan, you're out. I actually finished with the highest score at the end, although that was 6 hits. Karl had the best streak (4) but he didn't hit another one at any point.
  Yeah, I'm actually feeling pretty hopeful. As the Foo Fighters song goes "I'm a new day rising; I'm a brand new sky to hang stars upon tonight". While yesterday I was in a deep depression with a migrane to boot, today I'm in one of those feelgood moods. I'm feeling like a little http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yGCHPmfqT

  Oh well. Time to study. I have a pile of Chem homework I've put off till today, I gotta study for my Biotech internal and my end of year exams draw closer every day. Plus I've just been watching Scrubs (still the best show on TV today). Elmis, 30 Rock shows here at the same time as Scrubs so that's probably also why I've never gotten into it.

  As you can probably guess, my Mum is working late tonight.

  Thought Of The Blog: "Producted is a real word. Just like transmogrify, posimetric, finangle and confiburelate." Grand Inquisitor Ptimotes on etymology (one of his other talents). In Purple Church related news, my title has also changed. I am now Master Of Puppets. If you can't figure where that comes from, please go shoot yourself.

  Shadow.

  • Posted Sep 3, 2008 1:35 am PT
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