Super Emo Holiday Part 21st

I've just figured out how to edit footage on my computer after 5 years of owning a video camera. I not learn so fast. Here's some footage from early 2008. I'm the one in the shorts.

Super Emo Holiday Part 200

My cousin's kids made this. It has to be seen to be believed. It's on the grandest scale. I took this picture from the top of a cliff, probably about 10 meters from the ground on the southern shores of Worsten Australia. They really wanted to show it to me, they were pumped, it was something 'I had to see'.
After I was guided down the track with my eyes closed I was instructed to look. I was very impressed. A man lying prostrate would only be about as long as the shaft! I told them that I was very proud and that they had done an excellent job, I mean, look at the spurts - absolute genius! The writing says 'Dirty Dick' and I assume that's the piece title. Stellar.

Super Emo Holiday Part nine teenz

The only gay in the village.

Super Emo Holiday Part Ate Ten

Last night my girlfriend told me "THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE!" So I got up to look and to throw a few roundhouses at an intruder before he turned on me and beat me to a pulp. There was no one in any part of the house. Not even in the kitchen with the knives. So I went back to bed. Then she said "I saw their faces through the skylight up there".
We don't have a skylight.

Super Emo Holiday Part Sevunteehn

The other day I went for a surf. It wasn't that great but I saw arguably the best bodyboarder in the world walking up the track after a surf. I know people probably see him surf all the time but I was a little chuffed. Didn't even see him catch a wave.

Super Emo Holiday Part 14 through to16

Mad pash fest. Red hot


Frazzle

super Emo Holiday Part 13

I found an old stencil from ages ago and made some stickers. I got up. Mad shout outs to Ghostface killah, Vikki the Viking and the Kanagroo Creek gang. Dolarmites are toast.

Barnett - I'm coming for you.

Super Emo Holiday Part 12

I got a $60 parking fine at ten o'clock at night in Subiaco. Something's got to change Barnett, something's got to change!

Also, well done to the Tigers for being the only AFL club to have some balls. Demitriou - you're a fat womble. I hope you get done for stat rape! Ha!

Super Emo Holiday Part Eleventy

Super Emo Holiday Part Ex

Down the road from my house, in a semi-industrial enclave, sits a small shop called "MR WEEZEE SATAY". Whenever I see it I question the use of 'Weezee'. Why go with weezee? Is it some sort of boast? "We use so much of the peanuts that it make your throat constrict all anaphylaxis like!". I could make them a television ad. The theme song could be a strained "Wheezee - wheezee" which gets more strained and breathless with each repetition. This would be an excellent ad and Mr Weezee would probably like it so much that he would allow me to eat his special satay off the lino of his office floor like I have always wanted to. I don't think Mr Weezee chose his profession wisely. A name like that is more suited to a purveyor of insulation batts or an asbestos removal consultant.

I've actually met an asbestos/environmental consultant before. He didn't really wheeze. He was more a wet man. A bit clammy around the ears. Besides a bit of perspiration around the old clams, he was a pleasant fellow.

Last night I saw a young man who looked like the physical incarnation of primary school sex joke. He was all sneaky and slight of frame. He had a shaved head and seemed to be smirking about someone drinking a piss or a stiffy or poofters sword fighting or wankers cramp or how Mrs Clancy-Warrel is a fat bitch who would probably kill her husband if they had sex. Someone should have locked him up. I can't believe there are such perves inhabiting Perth's Public houses. Barnett has gotta do something, he really does.

Super Emo Holiday Part Nein

Social commentary. That's what's been lacking a shaq-a-lacking. So here, I lay down some observations.
Colin Barnett = Tombstone teeth. He's got these ratty broken fronts that have gaps big enough to fit a lego head replete in lego space headwear. He also has this curtain of jowl that seems to flop over the front of his collar and blocks the view of his half windsor. He seems to sweat, some form of right-wing vinegar substance, and goes pink like a lump of grainy silverside. His nose looks like it's had a bit of a nibble from a few rats drawn by his posthumous breath. Judging by his physical appearance I can safely say he is a chronic masturbator with a horrendously poor diet. Premier material? Yeah, he's pretty much what WA deserves. Man I hate West Australians.

super Emo Holiday Part Ate

Fresh wood

Super Emo Holiday Part Sayvun

Alan Jones is so suffocating. He's like an algae slime that neutralises oxygen, he steals the breath of handsome young men. I can't believe he was a teacher. I can imagine him brushing boy's hair at two at night under the flurous in his housemasters accommodation. Ugh! He's so scummy.

Super Emo Holiday Part Sux

About as fun as yesterday got.

photos won't upload again.



I'm reading Jones Town. God, Alan Jones is a scummy creep. He makes sick. I'm getting sick of him and his pathetic life after only reading 50 pages. After finishing the book I'm probably going to want to stick him with a rusty screwdriver. Put him to the knife dero style.

Super Emo Holiday Part Vee

This wasn't today but I like to think of it as an 'every day' or a 'john smith' if you will. Coffee, girl, me talking.
EDIT: Server not responding. will upload photo some other time. Figures.
Actually if only today was like the photo. Easy, simple. Instead I drank a horse trough of 'red death' and hurt my hand. Bad day. Would have preferred John Smith.

Super Emo Holiday Part quart

I got like my like super like emo art fag on today. Potato prints like kindy cool.







I also got an haircuttus. Whoah

Super Emo Holiday Part Tre

Alecia, Louie and I sat on the lawn and played with a tennis ball. I ate eel, and sashimi for lunch and actually purchased some christmas presents.

I got the Deaf Wish 7" as well. It's awesome.

Super Emo Holiday Part Deux

A guy at the skatepark asked me if I was in a band "Are you in a band? With that hair I was just thinking you were. You look like a bit like an electric or a bass. You know I used to have long hair. Check this out (pulls out mobile and proceeds to play a video). I taped that from the library. This fucking nuts kid fucking jumped the fucking fence. He did it with no shirt on. Then he put a shirt on and tried it but he went over but his board went over there. He was like 50 kilos, I used to be 60 when i was like anorexic. They had cameras - I think they were making one of those extreme documentary things".

Super Emo Holiday Part 1.

I am going to post a photo every night for every day of my holiday. This will inspire me, in part, to make sure I lead a super radical extremo existence everyday. Today I had an ache in me gulliver. I ate dodgy mexican food. I said" I feel sick. I think I have the food poisoning" and a ginger said "racist!". I walked around Subi today. Man, that place is pretty boring. I had some ramen at Wagamamma's and drank the soup with a wooden ladel. I wasn't sure if that's what you're meant to do but that's what I did. I teh punx.

This dog jumped into the river and swam out real deep. Obviously doesn't know about the great swan river bull shark. Fins up, claws out, swan river bull shark is what I'm talkin' about! He made my dog seem a little poofy.



Dear diary,
goodbye.

Chris Came - Boy Genius

I found these on Google SketchUp's 3D Wharehouse. For those of you who don't know, SketchUp is a free CAD program that's pretty easy to use (and frustratingly crumby at the same time). Anyway, you can download components that users have contributed and use them in your model. Some nerds have spent hours upon hours crafting hoover vacuum cleaners and the engines of Honda SUV's. Chris Came, however, has contributed something much more worth while than white-goods or japanese motors.

Exhibit A:

X Men Are Here Top Secret

"about x-men"

Exhibit B:

da 18$

"a man with a spray can who sprays da 18$ and chris is lil c trying to tell rappers that it does not mater if your not a rapper you can still become one."

I can't work out if he is 7 or a retard. Either way, he's awesome.

This Modern Life

A lecturer had the nerve to lecture me on how good my life was and how in ten years time I would be reminiscing about how much time I had to get things done and that I would be holding a nappy in one hand and a fork in the other trying to catch a snippet of news to see how my finances were doing today. His lecturer told him the same thing when he was a student and he bumped into him ten years later and told him he was right.

So i should be grateful. I should of put more effort into my fucking piece of shit cardboard model because in ten years time I'm going to be wishing that I was gluing that cardboard late at night and that I wasn't 34 living a shit life. Greato!

Don't get it twisted

For ruhl.

Richard Brautigan tickled by explosions of watermellon sugar

You know when you get a smidge drunk? Just when your face starts getting all hot and your heart beats like a battery in a pouch? And someone starts talking about something, some task or service, and they're saying 'I'm thinking of doing this' or 'getting this done' ? And you say 'I can do that! I'll do that!" and they say "really?" and look all happy because you are offering them something excellent for nothing. You're doing it because you're a great fucking guy and solving problems/providing solutions is your gig mannnnnn. And they're all happy and you drink one of their beers from their fridge because, well, you're helping them out and it's one big positive vibe fest.

And you go to do the thing that you said you could do. 'No problemo' you said. And then you try and you can't do it. Like it takes you ten hours instead of that 30 minutes you pictured when your face was hot.

I hate that.

He war, he war

A woman in the shopping centre whispered to her husband "He looks like Jesus" as I walked by. I should have said "She looks like a cheap plastic bag full of lumpy custard rolled in cat fur in a pair of skin coloured nylons" to Alecia. I didn't as I only thought of that two weeks later.

A kid in my class said I looked like the lead singer of Nickleback. Worst comment ever.

I'm listening to Fuckbuttons. I wish I was floating in a luke warm constellation. Sometimes I can't wait to get back to my home planet.

"You there Colin? I've come round to drop off some fish. We had fish and chips for dinner last night - Ron's night off. Anyway, there's some left. A nice piece of flake and some squid rings. Be a nice dinner for you. I put some of the coleslaw in as well- just enough for one I think. And half a pickled egg. They're not really my thing. Oh and I bought your mail in. Looks like there's a sale on for trackys at Big Dub. If you give me some money i'll go pick you up a pair. The old one's are looking a bit raggedy and it would be nice to get you into a nice new pair for when you have to visit the doctor or go down to the club. I'm going to get Ron a pair as well so I might as well get a couple. How are you for your meds? I can't remember if they came last week though I suppose you have a fair bit in the back room. Actually, now that I'm here, do you think I could borrow some pain pills? My legs are giving me curry. From top to bottom I ache these days. Ron says it's cause I do so much but you got to keep active don't you?Mr.Howard's still out there walking every morning. Colin? You in Colin?"

"While my mother waters plants my father loads his gun"

Hey slow walking people. The way you sway and zag across the footpath at the slowest pace. No awareness, stop where you like. I think that koala T- shirt looks pretty great as well.

This was a while ago but it just occurred to me again

My dog humped my next door neighbours' kid's leg. Yeah he did.

The dad asked if his kids could come over and play with the dog as they weren't allowed to have a dog at the house they are renting. (We're not allowed to have a dig either but my girlfriend said we needed one so we got one)

The kids came over to see Louie. Kevin (who I call Junior because I figure this is a Philipino tradtion*) came outside and his sister Melissa stayed inside. Her dad told me she had "asthma of the skin".

Louie saw him. He then walked to Junior (American spelling because he has an American accent). Then he grabbed his leg between his two beagle paws and humped him. The kid didn't know what to do. I pulled the dog off (HAHAHAHAH SEE WHAT I DID THERE?!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! OH GOD!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!)

That's the end.






About, oh let's say 4 months later, the Dad asked me about my dog.
"What's he do?" SLEEP AND EAT THE BUTTONS OFF MY SHIRT.

"What does he eat?" JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING. NO SERIOUSLY, THERE'S PLASTIC IN HIS STOOLS.

And then he asked me about de-sexing. I can't remember how he approached the subject but the question was asked. "Definitely no lead in that pencil" I said.

"But does he still get ..... urges?"

"Ummm... well he humps legs but it's more of a dominance thing." (Urges!!! This guy gives me enough things to laugh about for a few days. But seriously, he's one of the nicest guys. If only he knew how unsavoury I truly was- he'd probably give up on trying to make over the fence conversation).


* I only call the kid 'Junior' when I see him walking out the front. But not so he can hear it. Just "there's Junior". We knew this Philipino woman who was married to a crayfisherman and her brother was called Junior. I figure this is a tradition. Tenuous? Racialist? Yes, probably.

Every now and then, I hear a hiss

It's like a million o'clock on Monday morning. I can't sleep. So I'm sitting here, face full of computer glow, thinking things and living dead.

Last night I had a head full of booze and stomach full of golden fried potato and pizza. I'd pushed the seams, like I do so often. Now I'm eating biscuits and my head hurts - I didn't drink a coffee until about 4 in the afternoon. I feel sick without it. My head starts to beat and I feel a bit hung overish. Like a sailor who's been out at sea for so long that they start losing reality, all they've got is dehydration and the roll and lull of the ocean(plus sunburn and the worst smell ever in the pants).

I really should start lifting weights. I think this often. There's not much muscle in the muscle of my arm. A little flex doesn't produce much tension. I could really go some muscles me "check out my muscles"wow nice muscles"thank yee".

And every now and then I hear a hiss. The house hums and chokes. My fridge - he's loud. Rrrrr RRrrrr rrrrrrRRR.

Some dumb birds are still awake. Dumb birds. It's night time. Wattle wattle birds. Wattle wattle. I wonder if the street lights tell them it's day time. Dumb birds.