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Saw this outside my school…

For zee movie:

01 Beck (as SEX BOB-OMB) – We Are SEX BOB-OMB
02 Plumtree - Scott Pilgrim
03 Frank Black – I Heard Ramona Sing
04 Beachwood Sparks – By Your Side
05 Black Lips – O Katrina!
06 Broken Social Scene (as Crash and the Boys) – I’m So Sad, So Very, Very Sad
07 Broken Social Scene (as Crash and the Boys) – We Hate You Please Die
08 Beck (as SEX BOB-OMB) – “Garbage Truck
09 T. Rex – Teenage Dream
10 The Bluetones - Sleazy Bed Track
11 Blood Red Shoes – It’s Getting Boring by the Sea
12 Metric – Black Sheep
13 Beck (as SEX BOB-OMB) – Threshold
14 Broken Social Scene – Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl
15 The Rolling Stones – Under My Thumb
16 Beck – Ramona (Acoustic)
17 Beck – Ramona
18 Beck (as SEX BOB-OMB) – Summertime
19 Brian LeBarton: Threshold 8 Bit

And for zee game, you can listen and view all tracks here: http://www.spinner.com/new-releases#/9

Now I have more faith in humanity.

An UCC linguistics professor was lecturing his class the other day…

“In English,” he said, “a double negative forms a positive. However, in some languages, such as Russian, a double negative remains a negative. But there isn’t a single language, not one, in which a double positive can express a negative.”

A voice from the back of the room piped up, “Yeah, right.”

First time doing anything comic-like, despite having a blog entitled ComicMac, ah the irony…

damn….

So I was looking around my drawer and found a beyblade (remember how awesome they were) and then I noticed a small wobbafet figure I had on my shelve, simple because, its wobbafet. So I got thinking how me and my friends used still talk about how awesome pokemon would be if they were real, then I got thinking (at this stage my head was sore from doing this) about this project I saw about the secret life of inanimate objects, a Dr.Pepper later, I was out in my back garden placing this fella around, trying to make this static object look living. The full set is on flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/jameswhelton/sets/72157624453305669/with/4827079792/

How the hell do I always manage to get hurt?!?!?

My friend Michael had me and a few of the lads up to his gaf out pass Midle(of-frick-nowhere)ton, well anyway within 10 minutes I was cover in blood and shit. Yup, we blazed up to a field on Michael’s dirtbike, so anyway after a 2 minute long crash course, I push started the bike and was off like a bullet, in the great ability of 2nd gear. After 30 seconds, I got up enough balls to go up to 3rd gear…. after 10 seconds, said balls receded  and I slammed on the brakes, thats the point where I realised that I no clue how to brake. Speeding along at a wall, I did a dodgy turn to the left and realised (with a crazy sick feeling in my stomach) at the rate and direction I was going I would slam into the hedging and eat road at the other side of the hedge. So I did what any other person did…. throw my body the fuck to side and roll like crazy. I slammed against the grassy floor and started half-rolling, half-sliding along the ground, thank god I was wearing the helmet (despite I hadn’t clipped it). Picked myself up and carried on, when you fall off a dirtbike, you pick yourself and carry on… thats if you’re not horribly crippled. Worst that had happened to me was that I took a few tasty chunks outta my knee and can never wear that tshirt again after what I landed in.

In addition to dirtbike incidents, we had a savage BBQ, an awesome slip-n-slide,  broke a bench by simply sitting on it, ukulele, backflipping on trampoline while playing said ukulele, hanging out with Dervila (Crystal Swing), having another crash with a pedal GoKart and sneaking out at 3 in the morning but returning 10 minutes later coz there’s nothing todo in the country. Im wrecked.