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[Dec. 31st, 2009|12:09 pm] |
Everyone's making lists of their top [insert thing you are interested in] of the decade. I was thinking of doing a Movie or book one, but I was thirteen at the start of this decade and you really shouldn't trust thirteen-year-old Todd's judgement on these things.
With that in mind, here's my top five sandwiches I ate this decade (in no particular order)-
- "The Poor and Lazy" (2007-2009) - Cheese and/or tomato sauce.
- "The Future Heart Attack" (2005) - from top to bottom: Toast, barbecue sauce, cheese, bacon, egg, bacon, cheese, barbecue sauce, toast.
- "Dad's school lunches" (1999-2003) - Homemade bread, cheese, lettuce, ham.
- "Leftover Sandwich" (2000-2009) - Various (notable editions: roast vegetables, chicken and gravy; Cold sausages; Stir-fried rice.
- "Peanut Butter and Bacon Sandwich" (2003-2009) - Good if the bacon is hot and melts the peanut butter but still good if it's been sitting in your bag half the day, as I learned at Teachers College.
Thank you 'Ohs' (I refuse to call them "The Noughties" because that is fucking stupid) I will kinda miss you, but not really, to be honest.
2010: The year of Todd. |
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| Metropolis |
[Jun. 1st, 2009|04:46 pm] |
I took this the other day from the op of the Shrine of Rememberance. I rekon the haze and the low-quality, cameraphone image make the shot even better. |
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| Things thathappened this week. |
[May. 14th, 2009|08:02 pm] |
On Monday I went to an AFL game! It was The Collingwood Magpies vs the St Kilda Saints (how wonderfully original!) and the stadium was filled to near-capacity. Combining the team-size and ball of rugby, the ball-punching of volleyball, the running-limitations of netball, the fashion sense of lower-class suburbia ad the sing-alongs of 1920s Music Halls, AFL is easty to follow if one makes an effort. It reminds me of playing backyard cricket (or drinking games) with people who have a long-developed and -cemented set of house-rules: once you get past the perplexing bits (instead of lineouts, the ref toses the ball back onto the field like a bride with a bouquet) you can find yourself not only understanding the game, but enjoying it.
I'm constantly amused that the colloquial name for the Collingwood team - used by supporters and the press - is "Pies". Supporters can oft be seen sporting official mini-banners reading "GO PIES!" (I want to get one to send the guys at Gregor. Dave and Andrew love pies) and the headline the day after the match read "Saints Smash Pies", which is hilarious out of context.
Yesterday I flooded the bathroom and part of the hallway. The pipe that all the dirty water comes out of is meant to be pointed into the shower/bath when one puts a load on. I didn't. I then went out for an hour.
I mopped up 4 buckets of water from the tiny bathroom and used the top of a broom to pull lots of brown, stinky water from the carpet. The Carpet went squish when walked on. Thankfuly my flatmates find it more funny than disaterous. Especially seeing as how one of the fltmates spent a couple of hours, once everyone had gone to bed, pulling up the carpet and removing the sodden, reeking felt beneath. We'll replace that and get a rug doctor in the weekend. Oh, aren't I clever?
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| I will never work in this town again |
[Dec. 9th, 2008|01:40 am] |
Did my last stand up gig in Christchurch a few hours ago. I MCed the night to varying degrees of success. The highlight was being roasted by Bigger Than Beetles: who sampled bits of my previous sets, remixing them as a funky, bass-heavy a-capella number. I also finished up by running through the acts while doing roly-polies around the stage. Suffice it to say, I had a blast.
Not long to go before phase one of the big shift. Oamaru on December 22nd, then Melbourne on January 12th.
In a word: Meep.
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| Thee-Ate-Err |
[Jun. 4th, 2007|12:25 pm] |
Also, TBALC, one of my 48Hr teams is in to the semis! Hurrah! |
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| ...Meme. |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|10:48 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | art, meme | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | A Boy's Best Friend - White Stripes | ] |
Here is a thing. I will do it, as others have. Now you might also.
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this in your journal.
To those who are still waiting for my Art Meme stuff: It's coming, and I apologise...for everything. |
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| What I did: |
[Dec. 26th, 2006|07:07 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | escapades | ] |
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| [ | music |
| | What a Good Boy - BNL | ] |
Christmas Eve: From 3.30 - 7.30ish I was at the Dux with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) maddogdamo and scabbypants drinking, drawing and sneaking Scabbypants into the mens room to be The Toilet Oracle. I had already gone in, done my business, come out, gone back in to check for the all-clear, surreptitiously washed my hands in order to start the Question Asking and gone out again when droves of people swarmed the bathroom ultimately trapping Scabbypants in a cubicle. When finally she made it out she accused us of abandoning her...I guess we kinda did.
We then discovered our western side of a shared table was being taken over by invaders from the east [end of the table]. It soon became standing room only (Jaysus! It's Christmas Eve people! Shouldn't you be with your family?) Therefore we high tailed it to mine to watch Bill Bailey, Drink, discuss the quirks of predictive text and eat biscuits.
Christmas Day: Pretty Quiet. Opened a present that my folks sent up. Dad had accidentally taken it Deer Hunting so the chocolate bars were squashed and the gift vouchers crumpled. Later, over the phone, he said I was lucky they weren't covered in blood. Had Christmas dinner at Dave's place with him and his Parents. We then watched a Korean movie called Memories of Murder. It was quite good.
Boxing Day: Attended an annual Boxing Day Picnic at Mona Vale, once more with Dave and many others. Played cricket, where I fell down a bank into a thicket of bamboo and leaped painfully into several bushes. Moving onto Ultimate Frisbee (possibly some comic book reinvention. ha. ha. Sorry) where I demonsrated my ability to jump - occasionally at the right time, less occasionally landing on my feet. Throw a ball into the mix and I am sore and smell of sweat and potting mix.
Verdict: Pretty good Christmas really. Just a lot different. Mum and Dad come up on Friday for some more Christmas.
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 3rd, 2006|06:13 pm] |
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| | Stomach vs. Heart - Barenaked Ladies | ] |
Okay, so many things happened today. I'll start with the easy to type/write about and move up the eponential curve to the dificult to explain.
- I bought a plier set, 14G wire and 20G wire today. Puppets shall soon take shape.
- Worked the Art Centre Guide job today. I'm down to one day now that my 5-day/week contract (Super-Workathon 2006) has ended.
- Talked to scabbypants after work. From 2.00 to 4.00. We just stood by the Bosch-esque fence/sculpture by the market and shot the breeze about hangovers, vomit, Buster Keaton, stand up comedy, Urban Golf and so many other things. Time went really fast. "What? we've been here for over an hour!" "Holy shit! So did you ever see that thing about..."etc.
- While at work I calculated something: I work as a Guide on Sundays + Christmas Eve is a Sunday + The Arts Centre is open Christmas Eve = I'm working on Christmas Eve.
This wouldn't be too bad if my parents weren't in Oamaru for Christmas. I can't get there, they can't come here as they are with my 80 year old Grandmother. I know that to some of you guys this doesn't seem too big a problem but, while I'm not big on the whole 'spirit of christmas' gig, the holiday has always been one of those special family things. This year will be the first time in 20 years I have not spent Christmas with my family. It is also the first time in 26 or so years (correct me if I'm wrong, Reece) that my brother will not spend Christmas with us. So the first time in those 26 years that the family won't be together (save for Dad, Mum and her mother) for christmas. It's actually kinda sad.
Soo I'm keeping my spirits up by listening to BNL. And later, I may just watch The Incredibles. These always make things feel better.
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 24th, 2006|03:32 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Out of the rain | ] |
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| |  cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | When I Fall - BNL | ] |
Spent Labour Weekend with Jo. Lots of doing nothing, walking places, watching movies and playing Halo.
Nonsense poem has become more Seuss than Lear, but that's fine. I'm actually enjoying what it's transforming into.
As requested I have found a picture of Gangster-Toddson. It is large and blurry, giving you the feeling of being drunk with me!
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