abbot and costello go to Iraq...

peanuts popcorn candyfloss.
john key and tony abbot try to re-ignite their political futures in an audacious attack on anyone they can to get their names in the paper.
watch the manques terrorise the middle east with inane buffoonery!
never before seen on the silver screen.
they are ruff, they are tuff, they are like a powder puff.
watch the enemy flee in terror as the two idiots abroad try and put the world to rights!
yeah right.
co starring wailboil as the man who beat, sean plunkett, david farrar and leighton smith to the sausage rolls and cheeze and onion sandwiches and survived.

frank sells for $1.5million...

saturday morning stuff...

I cant think of anything to say.
drained of all mentation.
dealing with smalltown dorks is a real suck on the spirit.
you have to watch out for the geeks.
thye have tight underpants and it cuts off the supply of blood to the head and their noses so they think their won shit does not stink.
errrrrkkkkkkkkkkkk.

anyway:

the altar song, RIP Leonard Nimoy...

Goodbye Leonard.
You brought so much joy to everyone just by presence alone.
and you directed one of the top 10 Movies of all time.
tonight I cry for you.

big johns bin drinkin' since the river took emmy lou...

Powderfinger" Ringtone to your Mobile

"Powderfinger"

Look out, Mama,
there's a white boat
comin' up the river
With a big red beacon,
and a flag,
and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call John,
'Cause it don't
look like they're here
to deliver the mail
And it's less than a mile away
I hope they didn't come to stay
It's got numbers on the side
and a gun
And it's makin' big waves.

Daddy's gone,
my brother's out hunting
in the mountains
Big John's been drinking
since the river took Emmy-Lou
So the powers that be
left me here
to do the thinkin'
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin' what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelings grew.

Daddy's rifle in my hand
felt reassurin'
He told me,
Red means run, son,
numbers add up to nothin'
But when the first shot
hit the docks I saw it comin'
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powder
and the finger
Cover me with the thought
that pulled the trigger
Think of me
as one you'd never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love,
I know I'll miss her.

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what is a bangalorum...

sorry.
that is a secret I just cant tell anyone.

once more with feeling...

listened to RADIOARROW yesterday from Carterton.
group of so called business people who just cant see the big picture.
all they can see is their own business and they are scared shitless.
they haven't got a fucking clue but hey they are in business.
yeah right.
a few stalls at a farmers market on a Sunday is not business.
its just a sewing circle get together.
and:
belated new years resolution.
never ever again cast pearls before swine!

hey darkies how my heart grows weary...

so when are pensioners going to get a raise.
there has been steady creeping inflation and a general rise in the CPI but the government is doing another smokescreen by talking about the age limit and meanwhile neglecting the welfare of real people!

you got to move...

when the lord says get ready
you gotta move...

Mike BLoomfield (THE GREATEST)

Gary Davis and Brownie Mcghee taught many of the folksingers in the 50's and 60's how to play.
there never would have been a revival without them.
strange days.
some of the music came through the church and into the street and onto Sticky Fingers.
nifty little turnaround on You Got To Move and you have to be on your game to pick it up.

just like the one on Lay Down Your Weary Tune on The Byrds Play Dylan.

last night...

one of Mike Bloomfields great little mini masterpieces.
In the key of E so any bedroom picker can get up and get down on it.

worked it over last night.
tres fun!
also watched the Gunfight At The OK Corall
Forgotten all about this one but one of the crispest, sharpest movies of all time.
Up there in the pantheon of how to make a good movie.
forget about the backstory the drama is superb and totally above the cut of most other movies whatever the genre or oeuvre.
and thats a fact!
teehee.
they just dont seem to be able to make 'em like this any more.
what you get now is fake tough guys and too many killings.
?????