Teach a man how to be a fish. Funk him up for life.
Until he meets a mermaid.
And speaking of which… Why are there never any overweight mermaids?
Just two wonderful thoughts I had time to mull over this weekend. Quite the weekend. Five wonderful DJigging gigs somehow all fell through/got pushed back/evaporated. Mighty stuff. Ted Danson. Dancing on. On the upside. Slipped on my hibernation slippers. Read two books. Watched a few DVDs. Wrote out a couple of mighty proposals! Work to be done. So time to go duu. Short and brief. Pod-g on… Continue Reading »
(Forgot aboot this blogaruu. A week old but better up than in… )
Speaking of teachers, does anyone remember my science teacher from 4th year? Sound man. Bald head. Round glasses. Slightly Larry David looking. Just not as big a nose. Mr. O’Connor? Doesn’t sound right but pretend so. Anyways, his lessons often used to get lost in translation. Mostly down to his accent. Slightly country-ish. Farmer like. But only on certain words. Out of all the sciences he had a thing for chemistry. Big fan. Always up the top of the class, on his own, experimenting away. Giving you plenty of time to stare out the window. And wonder if you were going bald (I had this weird thing in 4th year where I was convinced I was going bald. Used to have conversations with my biology teacher about it. Me arguing for. Him against. Maybe that is why I let the fro flow. And now have a hedge on my head). Back to Mr. O’Connor. Doing experiments. Liked to spring questions, see if you were following. Every single time, his odd way of saying words would throw me off. So every single time, I would have to tell him… Sir, I have no clue what a pint of isle is? Getting him annoyed. Thinking I was mocking him. Ending in detention. See. He was actually asking what the point of the oil was in the experiment. But seeing as I liked to drift off, I never copped on quickly enough as to what his point ever was. Kind of like you are perhaps wondering now what mine could possibly be. Obviously… Chilean miners! Seriously… Continue Reading »
As your keen eye may or may not have noticed, multiple media mediums are currently being experimented with. Practicing. Tweaking. Whuring. Trials. Along with buckets of errors. Trial on! So seeing as I am horsing out the multitudes of gibber, might as well throw a new vlogaruu into the mix. Wuu huu! Blog. Vlog. Pod-g. Next stop… Fog!?! Hilarious. Shh. Ponderful on…
Great news. Blogaruu is back in the writing chair tomorrow. Yay! says… ? Duu.
Having slight technical difficulties with le podcasts. As in they keep deleting themselves for some fun, computer freezing reason. Huge numbers have being tuning in too! I think. Go on the pod. Peas in a panther. Ehh… Yeah. Part 2 on… Continue Reading »
Like all good teachers, Sex Boy Dave reminded me of a valuable lesson on Wednesday… People love free stuff! Sexy Boy Dave being a comedian at stand-up the other night. Obviously. Self-claimed self-made millionaire. Selling sex toys online. Unfortunately for Sex Boy Dave, everything I have wrote so far is at least thrice as funny as his brutally cocky act. Brutal. Still though, in fairness to him, he did remind me that people are big fans of free. But while Sex Boy Dave finally managed to get himself a few cheers by handing out various sex toys from his website at the end of his act, my free gift is more aural pleasure for your ears. Tut. My bad. New member to the online media familia… Blogaruu… Vlogaruu… And now… Podaruu! Free chapters from my book. In the shape of podcasts! Aural on! Name of the podcast shall be ‘Hearing Haze… Not just a phase!’ Now you can download and listen to my gibber on the go. iPods on. Mighty. Wuu huu! Sex Boy Dave… Nada on my gift! So without any further a duu, my first attempt. Tad rough. Rambling. But a mighty little beast!!! Perk up an ear. Listen on… Continue Reading »
Attempting to be productive elsewhere en ce moment. Something is better than nothing? So why not show the first piece of art I did a while back in art club…
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And seeing as I am being brief and a marcissist, how aboot a book review… ! Continue Reading »
Enough Talk, More Writing! 
