The kids have gone back to school this morning so the house is very empty and very quiet. Perfect time for me to spend the day on the phone to Telstra again trying to get this internet thing sorted out. Bugger
I am going to be a bit slack today and share another Horrible Histories clip with you instead of actually doing any writing. As you can imagine, we watched a lot of this over the holidays!
This time I am not sharing a song, it is the Viking variation of the Hairy Bikers cooking show, Winter Cooking with the Hairy Vikings. This is entirely appropriate as we here in Victoria have quickly gone from BBQ and salad weather to roast and stew weather!
If you have ever watched the Hairy Bikers cooking you will not need me to explain how accurate this portrayal of Dave and Si is. “Love a bit of walrus”.
I needed something to put a smile on my face before I braved the call centre. Wish me luck……
Other Horrible Histories clips I have done are here and here.
We all know that the end of the world is supposed to be coming in December don’t we.
The famous Mayan long count calendar runs out, which clearly indicates they had insider knowledge of some sort of drastic event that will occur and the world as we know it will end.*
In light of our imminent demise I was pretty happy to find this today, the Australian Prime Minister, Julia Gillard, and her end of the world address for Triple J.
She is not sure how our end will be bought about; flesh eating zombies, demonic hell beasts or k-pop, but either way she is on top of it.
Those of you in the rest of the world might be in denial but, before the planet explodes, just remember we Aussies called it.
* Actually I don’t think it will.
I never thought I would say this but brace yourself for a fantastically funny and wonderfully cute advert that Metro trains in Melbourne made to tell people to be safer. (ABC news)
Dumb ways to die is the name of the song and I can already tell you that the catchy little bugger (and the funny ways of inviting death) will stay with you for a while.
When I put it on the kids quickly gathered around to laugh, made me replay it, then went back to what they were doing with the occasional shout out regarding a new dumb way to die they had just thought of.
I’m not going to suggest people will be any safer because of this ad but at least idiocy now has a happy theme song
When I read this news report from the Herald-Sun it warmed my little Looney Tunes heart.
Police in Western Australia were on patrol when they saw a motorized scooter being ridden recklessly. The sounded their siren and the teenager zoomed off. They gave chase and, after mounting a kerb, the rider fell off.
Recovering quickly he then leapt over a fence into a nearby backyard. The police approached to give chase when the teenager suddenly appeared back over the fence and into their clutches.
It turned out that directly over the fence was a trampoline and… well, you can guess what happened….
The teenager was charged with various driving, drink and drug offences which makes me wonder. If he was drugged and drunk at the time how long do you think he spent lying in the cell trying to work out what the hell happened? And can you imagine how hard the police were laughing once they looked over the fence?
When I read this article on Bigpond news I really, really hoped it was true.
Reportedly BBC tv presenter Brian Cox was going to point a radio telescope at a planet recently discovered by viewers of his show, Stargazing Life, live on air to see what would happen.
Nobody had tried to contact this newly discovered planet as yet, and the question of what they were going to do with the air time when nobody picked up the phone at the other end was moot when the Beeb said that health and safety issues connected with contacting an alien civilization meant that it wouldn’t be happening.
Surely first contact would be the scoop of a lifetime, and to do it live on air would mean the glory of the BBC would never dim!
I wonder if they were worried about finding a race of murderous locust-like creatures who, upon finally noticing our luscious green planet, would descend on us like a cloud of….. well…. locusts, and destroy us all. Were the BBC worried about potential lawsuits from the survivors of this Armageddon?
Today is Bram Stoker‘s 165th birthday so I thought I would sneak in this amusing story about him as an extra post in celebration.
Reportedly Bram was often pestered by people for money, parts or contacts, and on the stormy night in this tale he was approached for money by a desperate man seemingly dressed in nothing more than a rusty overcoat.
The man told Bram that he was at the end of his resources and if he didn’t get ten pounds right then he would jump off Waterloo Bridge and into the Thames.
Bram apparently glanced at the man and said; ’All right, my boy: I’m your man I’m tired of life, too. Wait till I get my coat and I’ll jump over with you.”