Merry Christmas.

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

To all drunken mistakes, hook-ups of delusion and times that we wished we had chosen to stay home instead. dayumm.



Memories of MOS, a buddy and a certain transverstite. Good times.

Bah..

Just because

I Wish You Bluebirds

Not So Sexyback

Enough said.

Designer Pebbles

Now, look at the picture above and tell me what you see. Rocks, pebbles, or what could possibly be the chic-est mp3 player on the market right now. The production of a mp3 player that looked like a pebble would have been fantastical in itself, but the production of one that looks as if Mr Klein himself had a hand in its design? Incredible.

Ok, admittedly, it can only store up to 1 GB of songs, but with looks this chic, really, who cares? The pebble is meant to be seen and admired, not kept in the dark corner of some mould-infested bag. So, whip it out and place it around the house or on the dashboard of the car for all the world to see. Honestly, so what if it ends up not functioning as a mp3 player? At 39 dollars, this sculpture of plastic, metal and scilicon might even be well worth the money spent as a purely decorative item.

M.I.A. Paper Planes

I stumbled upon M.I.A. on Muzak for Cybernetics(the link's on the left!) and boy is her music one huge ball of sarcastic, jaded, politically-indifferent, socially-deviant noise and sound.





I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here,
I make 'em all day I get one down in a second if you wait

Come on now, stop hiding. I see you shaking in that seat!

It's Not Over Tonight

Having paid a good one dollar per minute to listen to Adam Levine and Co at the indoor stadium on Tuesday night(and these were the cheapest tickets, mind), I honestly felt a little cheated that i was out of the stadium by 945pm. To be fair however, the concert was an absolute ABSOLUTE blast while it lasted. The moment the band played up Sunday Morning while Gina and I were making our way out our seats to dance and groove along to the song, i knew that the 75 bucks i paid was worth it, right there. Anyway, what was perhaps almost as important as listening to Levine's hair-raising falsetto, would have to be the company of this lovely person, right here.

Right, mushiness and over-enthusiasm of hanging out with a dear old friend aside, here are some other pictures of the concert that Mr Levine exercised absolute mastery over with his black skinnies and scruffy white t-shirt.

It was an absolute pity that they did not play the song that I am currently hooked on to-Infatuation and Better That We Break, which was what Gina was hoping to hear. But having danced along to hits like This Love, Sunday Morning and Harder To Breathe, one can hardly call it a waste of time and money, especially so when the 75 bucks paid served as a guilt offering for the infringement of multiple intellectual property rights.