who's that smell?
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
REVIEW: Bridesmaids (via CLEO.com.au)
Who knew chicks could be this funny? Well, girls did, but Bridesmaids has proved to the guys that the females can demand laughs just as much as the blokes.
Produced by Judd Apatow (Knocked Up, Funny People, Anchorman and The 40-year-old Virgin) and starring Saturday Night Live funny gals Kristen Wiig and Maya Rudolph, you know you're in for a laugh (or 415).
For the uninitiated, Bridesmaids centres around Annie (Wiig) who hates her job, has the housemates from hell and is infatuated with a guy who thinks of her as nothing more than a booty call. When her bestie, Lillian, becomes engaged, Anna realises her life is in the fast lane to nowhere. This is only exacerbated with the arrival of Helen (Rose Byrne), Lillian's perky new friend who is hell-bent on becoming maid of honour and stealing the BFF title from Annie.
Long story short, we're taken through the downward spiral of Annie's life, all while laughing hysterically. Kinda makes you feel a little bad, actually. Oh yeah, and there's a wedding thrown in there somewhere.
As soon as the film begins, though, you're giggling like a teenager, slapping your knee, shedding tears of laughter, and maybe even a little pee. Your boyfriend will be glad he let you drag him along to a "chick flick". This will continue for the entire duration of the film. Even when a "sad" moment is happening, you can hear muffled chuckles and nervous snorts in anticipation for something hilarious to happen.
Caution: Some scenes are not for the fainthearted. We're dealing with seasoned comediennes and a producer who isn't afraid to insert a whole scene of an eight-year-old sketching penises (remember Superbad?). If you are sensitive to:
The only downside is the long scenes. At times you may find yourself thinking "okay, we get the idea, move along" and if you aren't a fan of dry, SNL-style humour, you might be a little slow on the uptake. This movie is like a two-hour SNL sketch, if you know what I'm on about, you'll understand the delayed silences, the improv acting and the comedic to-and-fro between the characters. If not, get acquainted. Quick sticks. This is a movie you don't want to miss.
Four-and-a-half out of five stars.
By Mel Evans
For the uninitiated, Bridesmaids centres around Annie (Wiig) who hates her job, has the housemates from hell and is infatuated with a guy who thinks of her as nothing more than a booty call. When her bestie, Lillian, becomes engaged, Anna realises her life is in the fast lane to nowhere. This is only exacerbated with the arrival of Helen (Rose Byrne), Lillian's perky new friend who is hell-bent on becoming maid of honour and stealing the BFF title from Annie.
Long story short, we're taken through the downward spiral of Annie's life, all while laughing hysterically. Kinda makes you feel a little bad, actually. Oh yeah, and there's a wedding thrown in there somewhere.
As soon as the film begins, though, you're giggling like a teenager, slapping your knee, shedding tears of laughter, and maybe even a little pee. Your boyfriend will be glad he let you drag him along to a "chick flick". This will continue for the entire duration of the film. Even when a "sad" moment is happening, you can hear muffled chuckles and nervous snorts in anticipation for something hilarious to happen.
Caution: Some scenes are not for the fainthearted. We're dealing with seasoned comediennes and a producer who isn't afraid to insert a whole scene of an eight-year-old sketching penises (remember Superbad?). If you are sensitive to:
- vomit;
- sex scenes;
- awkward anger outbursts; or
- public drunkenness
The only downside is the long scenes. At times you may find yourself thinking "okay, we get the idea, move along" and if you aren't a fan of dry, SNL-style humour, you might be a little slow on the uptake. This movie is like a two-hour SNL sketch, if you know what I'm on about, you'll understand the delayed silences, the improv acting and the comedic to-and-fro between the characters. If not, get acquainted. Quick sticks. This is a movie you don't want to miss.
Four-and-a-half out of five stars.
By Mel Evans
[published on cleo.com.au]
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Are we really THAT bad?
Generation Y. We get a pretty bum rap.
Or do we?
"Selfish"."Lazy". "Spendthrift". "The best looking generation yet".
Bosses hate us. Old people hate us. We hate us.
Maybe not the last one, but what's so bad about Gen Y? We have a plethora of cute and cuddly aliases.Internet Generation. Echo Boomers. iGeneration. The MyPod Generation. The Millenials. What's NOT to love?!
Is it because Josh Thomas can never get any questions right on Talking About Your Generation?
(Generation) Why, Morgan Freeman, (Generation) why?!!
As a proud Gen Y-er, I Googled (because that's what us Gen Y krazy kats do. Also notice how Google is a noun) "Generation Y" to try and discover what exactly about us it is that ticks everyone off so much. Is it because we know how to use iPhones while Baby Boomers mash the touch screen? Is it because we are so ambitiously set on our dream career we aren't afraid to mention it in the job interview? Is it because we discovered there was no Santa before we were meant to?
According to this news story bosses dislike Gen Y because we are "short on skills, demanding, impatient and far-from loyal."
Hymph.
The 4.5 million of us in Australia are also constantly scouring for reassurance, it seems. Okay, I'm guilty of this. I admit it. Is it a crime I just want to know I'm doing something right? Yes, yes it is. Our ambition and need-to-know mindset puts us at a disadvantage when compared to our predecessor, Generation X.
HOWEVER, there is light at the end of the tunnel! When some say we are impatient, I like to say we are prompt, self-sufficient and reliable. These are enviable traits, surely. Evidence also shows we are more culturally aware (this is debatable. I'm thinking the low tolerance we have towards Muslims post 9/11), tech-savvy and socially adept.
I'd hate to think that a few Gen Y-ers are letting down the team. Turn your grimaces and smirks into sensational smiles, say yes to everything instead of "You want me to do what?" and move out of home. We are the future, gosh darnit!
Now, to take my own advice
Pics: Josh Thomas: http://media.apnonline.com.au/img/media/images/2010/07/29/josh_thomas_290710_t325.jpg
Or do we?
"Selfish"."Lazy". "Spendthrift". "The best looking generation yet".
Bosses hate us. Old people hate us. We hate us.
Maybe not the last one, but what's so bad about Gen Y? We have a plethora of cute and cuddly aliases.Internet Generation. Echo Boomers. iGeneration. The MyPod Generation. The Millenials. What's NOT to love?!
Is it because Josh Thomas can never get any questions right on Talking About Your Generation?
(Generation) Why, Morgan Freeman, (Generation) why?!!
As a proud Gen Y-er, I Googled (because that's what us Gen Y krazy kats do. Also notice how Google is a noun) "Generation Y" to try and discover what exactly about us it is that ticks everyone off so much. Is it because we know how to use iPhones while Baby Boomers mash the touch screen? Is it because we are so ambitiously set on our dream career we aren't afraid to mention it in the job interview? Is it because we discovered there was no Santa before we were meant to?
According to this news story bosses dislike Gen Y because we are "short on skills, demanding, impatient and far-from loyal."
Hymph.
The 4.5 million of us in Australia are also constantly scouring for reassurance, it seems. Okay, I'm guilty of this. I admit it. Is it a crime I just want to know I'm doing something right? Yes, yes it is. Our ambition and need-to-know mindset puts us at a disadvantage when compared to our predecessor, Generation X.
HOWEVER, there is light at the end of the tunnel! When some say we are impatient, I like to say we are prompt, self-sufficient and reliable. These are enviable traits, surely. Evidence also shows we are more culturally aware (this is debatable. I'm thinking the low tolerance we have towards Muslims post 9/11), tech-savvy and socially adept.
I'd hate to think that a few Gen Y-ers are letting down the team. Turn your grimaces and smirks into sensational smiles, say yes to everything instead of "You want me to do what?" and move out of home. We are the future, gosh darnit!
Now, to take my own advice
Pics: Josh Thomas: http://media.apnonline.com.au/img/media/images/2010/07/29/josh_thomas_290710_t325.jpg
Who's Hire A Gen-Y?: http://thegenyblogger.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/gen-y1.jpg
Generation Y: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGQjrJzVhK6MNRgW2POYaxtT4DL3K0eTK0a1WKY7ExZKy6xUGu4vvzK5t3hgZNJD-VTFzZo5B7pxSAq6FRBzmUYWquW1rffMiOVZaIMKYCT6oda3Ej0WoXYT42xMB_EKqdRYImYxeWJXJ/s400/generation+Y.bmp
Generation Y: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGQjrJzVhK6MNRgW2POYaxtT4DL3K0eTK0a1WKY7ExZKy6xUGu4vvzK5t3hgZNJD-VTFzZo5B7pxSAq6FRBzmUYWquW1rffMiOVZaIMKYCT6oda3Ej0WoXYT42xMB_EKqdRYImYxeWJXJ/s400/generation+Y.bmp
Monday, June 6, 2011
Promoting healthy body image discovers a deeper issue
By MEL EVANS
MISS Universe 2004 is the Elephant Woman. Flawed with a dimple, creases and hips which accentuated her as a real woman.
Over 400, 000 readers feasted upon the February issue of Marie Claire ready to be entertained by another tantalising article about the successful Jennifer Hawkins. It appeared they were let down dismally. On first glance eyes were greeted by the model juxtaposed alongside words such as ‘revolutionary’ and ‘daring’ Fumble through the lustrous pages of the thick magazine, however, and the reader is soon transported to another dimension. A dimension where this glamazon beauty is not leading the cause for a body happy image but objectifying her own ‘defects’ and blemishes, much to the anger of those 485, 000 who buy Marie Claire on a monthly basis.
Social commentators reported passionately about the sheer tenacity of the ex-Newcastle Knights cheerleader to pose in such a context and illustrate her “flaws”. Marie Claire readers suggested the shoot contradicted the very foundation of promoting a healthy body image to those who were suffering their own image issues.
After all, Jennifer Hawkins has made her millions for looking good.
The backfire from this shoot was illustrious, prompting the magazine industry to swiftly defend its position as a healthy, body happy advocate for women across the nation. Very angry women, that upon scanning through the glossy pages of the monthly, were now turned off the idea of buying the March issue.
Women’s rights advocate Melinda Tankard Reist was one of these readers who upon sight of a naked Hawkins was deeply offended. Marie Claire’s attempt at capturing the figure, attitude and vitality of the real woman was lost on Reist, who believes the media at the time was attempting to depict a healthy body image. However, its endeavours were empty mantras.
“There is a contradiction involved… [they were] giving the appearance of social responsibility while not actually doing anything,” Reist said.
The sheer mention of the word “real” affects women. You can feel the shudder of disgust and the verbatim sigh that resonates deeply upon sight of the article shot in response to a nation-wide survey. The results of those 5500 surveyed illustrated that only 12 per cent were happy with their appearance. However instead of prompting women to feel inspired and engaged with the content, they were left isolated and angry.
Since the January debacle, many glossies have boldly followed in editor of Marie Claire’s footsteps. The Australian’s Women’s Weekly plastered a make-up free Sarah Murdoch front and centre and Madison magazine positioned naked radio personality Bianca Dye and pop star Tiffani Wood among their pages. Australian women did not react so malevolently this time round, instead embracing the bravado of these ladies who were truly classes as “real women”.
From what evidence do these editors know the formula of the ‘real woman’?
Professor Marikka Tiggemann from Flinders University’s School of Psychology is uncomfortable when presented with the ‘real woman’ as she attempted to illustrate her strong opinion of the media, with the slightest of trepidation. Tiggemann believes there is a culture of unrealistically portraying the female body. However, as many women and men will contradict wholeheartedly, this negative affect on body image is not just the media’s fault, but society’s.
“The models present unrealistic ideals, but people need to buy into them,” Tiggeman said. “It’s [the fault of] the articles in the magazines and those surrounding the magazines.”
It has been long suggested that the magazine industry plays a pivotal role in the issue of unhealthy body image, illuminating the tense atmosphere created through Hawkins’ naked pose, sandwiched between ads for mascara and girly cars.
With confidence the deputy editor of Dolly magazine Harriet Farkash, believes the blame should be placed on the advertisers.
“While we choose to put girls of all different sizes into our editorial pages we don’t have control over the ads that go in,” Farkash said.
Remorse is lost in the voice of this professional and successful magazine journalist, who over her years of working in the fabled glossy world has come across many a ‘real girl’ slogan.
“It’s an obvious issue when advertisers are trying to sell an aspirational image but choosing these ‘perfect’ models,” she said while imitating speech marks with her fingers.
It is blatantly obvious to readers of Marie Claire that Jennifer Hawkins embodies this exact notion of ‘perfect’ and the very mention of her a ‘real woman’ is offensive and depressive.
On the other hand, perhaps we are all ‘real women’.
MISS Universe 2004 is the Elephant Woman. Flawed with a dimple, creases and hips which accentuated her as a real woman.
Over 400, 000 readers feasted upon the February issue of Marie Claire ready to be entertained by another tantalising article about the successful Jennifer Hawkins. It appeared they were let down dismally. On first glance eyes were greeted by the model juxtaposed alongside words such as ‘revolutionary’ and ‘daring’ Fumble through the lustrous pages of the thick magazine, however, and the reader is soon transported to another dimension. A dimension where this glamazon beauty is not leading the cause for a body happy image but objectifying her own ‘defects’ and blemishes, much to the anger of those 485, 000 who buy Marie Claire on a monthly basis.
Social commentators reported passionately about the sheer tenacity of the ex-Newcastle Knights cheerleader to pose in such a context and illustrate her “flaws”. Marie Claire readers suggested the shoot contradicted the very foundation of promoting a healthy body image to those who were suffering their own image issues.
After all, Jennifer Hawkins has made her millions for looking good.
The backfire from this shoot was illustrious, prompting the magazine industry to swiftly defend its position as a healthy, body happy advocate for women across the nation. Very angry women, that upon scanning through the glossy pages of the monthly, were now turned off the idea of buying the March issue.
Women’s rights advocate Melinda Tankard Reist was one of these readers who upon sight of a naked Hawkins was deeply offended. Marie Claire’s attempt at capturing the figure, attitude and vitality of the real woman was lost on Reist, who believes the media at the time was attempting to depict a healthy body image. However, its endeavours were empty mantras.
“There is a contradiction involved… [they were] giving the appearance of social responsibility while not actually doing anything,” Reist said.
The sheer mention of the word “real” affects women. You can feel the shudder of disgust and the verbatim sigh that resonates deeply upon sight of the article shot in response to a nation-wide survey. The results of those 5500 surveyed illustrated that only 12 per cent were happy with their appearance. However instead of prompting women to feel inspired and engaged with the content, they were left isolated and angry.
Since the January debacle, many glossies have boldly followed in editor of Marie Claire’s footsteps. The Australian’s Women’s Weekly plastered a make-up free Sarah Murdoch front and centre and Madison magazine positioned naked radio personality Bianca Dye and pop star Tiffani Wood among their pages. Australian women did not react so malevolently this time round, instead embracing the bravado of these ladies who were truly classes as “real women”.
From what evidence do these editors know the formula of the ‘real woman’?
Professor Marikka Tiggemann from Flinders University’s School of Psychology is uncomfortable when presented with the ‘real woman’ as she attempted to illustrate her strong opinion of the media, with the slightest of trepidation. Tiggemann believes there is a culture of unrealistically portraying the female body. However, as many women and men will contradict wholeheartedly, this negative affect on body image is not just the media’s fault, but society’s.
“The models present unrealistic ideals, but people need to buy into them,” Tiggeman said. “It’s [the fault of] the articles in the magazines and those surrounding the magazines.”
It has been long suggested that the magazine industry plays a pivotal role in the issue of unhealthy body image, illuminating the tense atmosphere created through Hawkins’ naked pose, sandwiched between ads for mascara and girly cars.
With confidence the deputy editor of Dolly magazine Harriet Farkash, believes the blame should be placed on the advertisers.
“While we choose to put girls of all different sizes into our editorial pages we don’t have control over the ads that go in,” Farkash said.
Remorse is lost in the voice of this professional and successful magazine journalist, who over her years of working in the fabled glossy world has come across many a ‘real girl’ slogan.
“It’s an obvious issue when advertisers are trying to sell an aspirational image but choosing these ‘perfect’ models,” she said while imitating speech marks with her fingers.
It is blatantly obvious to readers of Marie Claire that Jennifer Hawkins embodies this exact notion of ‘perfect’ and the very mention of her a ‘real woman’ is offensive and depressive.
On the other hand, perhaps we are all ‘real women’.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Why travelling can suck- courtesy of Murrays and Lifehacker
And I should know, at the moment I spend roughly 7 hours on bus and about 4 hours on a train to reach my 3 internships. (Too many numbers in that sentence).
And i've discovered through my middle-class bus-setting across the Federal Highway and M5 that other.passengers.suck.
To someone else, i'm probably an annoying fellow passenger. The short smartarse that takes too long to move her bag for you to see how long you can hover above the spare seat or perhaps i'm the brat that when posed with a guy next to her seeking "ball space" will apparently automatically grow balls and assume the same wide-legged pose just to piss you off.
That's me. *cue cute grin*.
Seriously though, I think some people think just because i'm a girl/travelling by myself/ doing weird twitches to make it less likely someone will choose to sit next to me/ combination of all three that it's okay to be the seat-sharer from hell (or Canberra, most of the time).
I shouldn't find this my pet peeve as, well, i'm about 3 inches tall, but I LOATHE it when people recline their seats when they're not sleeping. Once I sat behind a super loved up couple (Awwwww) who both reclined their seat and were now basically making out in my lap. I was pretty much engaging in a forced threesome on a bus. (Ewwwww).
But when I came across this article I had a quiet chuckle to myself and thought thoughts like "I really need to give these a go", "Wow! What a genius!" and "Hmmm is yoghurt enough for lunch?" Please note that although these are designed for planes, i've already concocted how they can be transferred to demonic Murray's buses (i'll need another week or two for Greyhound).
Some of my favourite ways to "get even"* with passengers that are being less than accommodating involved:
There's hardly any room in coach/economy/peasant class on an airplane[Mel's note: or on a Murray's bus], so when the person in front of you reclines they're making that worse. You could recline to sort of take back some of your space, but it doesn't really help where it counts and then it makes the person behind you uncomfortable in exactly the same way you are uncomfortable.
So Murray's passengers on the trip back to the Berra tomorrow night...who's gonna put their seat back NOW, huh?! (Probably all 58 passengers).
What's YOUR worst travelling story?
[all tips and mildly humourous images sourced from lifehacker.com]
*This is soon turning into a crime blog
And i've discovered through my middle-class bus-setting across the Federal Highway and M5 that other.passengers.suck.
To someone else, i'm probably an annoying fellow passenger. The short smartarse that takes too long to move her bag for you to see how long you can hover above the spare seat or perhaps i'm the brat that when posed with a guy next to her seeking "ball space" will apparently automatically grow balls and assume the same wide-legged pose just to piss you off.
That's me. *cue cute grin*.
Seriously though, I think some people think just because i'm a girl/travelling by myself/ doing weird twitches to make it less likely someone will choose to sit next to me/ combination of all three that it's okay to be the seat-sharer from hell (or Canberra, most of the time).
I shouldn't find this my pet peeve as, well, i'm about 3 inches tall, but I LOATHE it when people recline their seats when they're not sleeping. Once I sat behind a super loved up couple (Awwwww) who both reclined their seat and were now basically making out in my lap. I was pretty much engaging in a forced threesome on a bus. (Ewwwww).
But when I came across this article I had a quiet chuckle to myself and thought thoughts like "I really need to give these a go", "Wow! What a genius!" and "Hmmm is yoghurt enough for lunch?" Please note that although these are designed for planes, i've already concocted how they can be transferred to demonic Murray's buses (i'll need another week or two for Greyhound).
Some of my favourite ways to "get even"* with passengers that are being less than accommodating involved:
Preventing a Passenger from Reclining Their Seat
There's hardly any room in coach/economy/peasant class on an airplane[Mel's note: or on a Murray's bus], so when the person in front of you reclines they're making that worse. You could recline to sort of take back some of your space, but it doesn't really help where it counts and then it makes the person behind you uncomfortable in exactly the same way you are uncomfortable.Anyway, if you're willing to be a little evil you can easily prevent the seat in front of you from reclining... by using a water bottle. The trick is to simply apply pressure to the seat in front of you so it'll bounce back when it tries to recline. You'll need to keep your tray table open so you can place the water bottle on top of it so it pushes up against the spot right below the tray table latch (as pictured). You might need to put something under the water bottle to prop it up adequately, so come prepared. The downside of this trick is that you lose some of your tray table space and your tray table has to be open indefinitely, but that extra room should more than make up for it.
Of course, there are nicer ways to go about this. Often times you can ask politely and the person in front of you will put their seat back up. If that doesn't work, sometimes a bribe will. Offer to buy them a drink, food, or just give them $5. I've rarely seen people do this, but it's worked when they have. If it doesn't, at least you get to keep your $5.
[scandalous. scheming. schooling.]
Dealing With a Bad, Bad Passenger
There is no one way to handle an annoying passenger, but there are some simple guidelines. When you're forced into a situation with a passenger who is mean, rude, and downright inconsiderate, you'll get absolutely nowhere by getting into a pissing match with him or her [Mel's note:maybe not applicable to girl's who don't own a She Pee].
In many cases, having the flight attendants [or bus driver] on your side will help. If you can't resolve a given situation peacefully, call a flight attendant and ask for help. Explain the situation to the flight attendant calmly. If the bad passenger continues conducting him or herself angrily, you'll win the argument by simply being calm.
On a recent flight, I [Mel's note: not me, silly] had my bag under the seat in front of me like I always do. It's where your carry-on bags are supposed to go if they're small enough to fit. A 40-something man sat down in the seat in front of me and immediately began to throw a tantrum, yelling at me to move my bag. I was thrown off as I didn't realize he was talking to me at first, and the following conversation occurred:
Me: What bag?
Bad Man: The bag under my seat! You CANNOT put your bag under MY seat!
Me: Is it too far forward? Let me move it back a bit.
Bad Man: Take it out! It's MY seat! Your bag does not belong under MY seat!
Me: I'm sorry you're having trouble, but I'm allowed to have a bag under the seat in front of me and—
(Yes, I actually said this—my old customer support instincts kicked in. But I was interrupted.)
Bad Man: I WILL NOT BE TREATED LIKE CATTLE!
At this point the flight attendant came by and offered to take my bag and put it in the overhead until the plane took off. She told the man to calm down and gave me an apologetic look. Yes, this resolved the situation but the angry man was the one who got what he wanted despite being the asshole in this situation and I didn't feel that was right. When he reclined his seat after takeoff, invading my space like he insisted I was doing to him, I decided I'd had enough.
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| I sometimes pull faces like this to make people less likely to choose me as a seat buddy |
I took a few minutes to calm down and figure out my options. Within a few minutes I realized the kid sitting next to me was traveling with two of his friends. I asked the kid if he wanted to sit with his friends and he said yes. I talked to his father and also convinced his father to switch seats so all three young boys could sit together. Where? In the row behind the bad passenger.
Before I switched seats, one of the kids thanked me for moving. I told him, "it's no problem, so long as you have fun." And they did, loudly and wildly. The boy behind the bad passenger kicked the seat throughout the flight. It was wonderful.
The moral of the story is this (if you can call this a story with a moral): if someone is mean to you for no good reason, don't be mean back. Instead, figure out how to make someone else enact your revenge.
So Murray's passengers on the trip back to the Berra tomorrow night...who's gonna put their seat back NOW, huh?! (Probably all 58 passengers).
What's YOUR worst travelling story?
[all tips and mildly humourous images sourced from lifehacker.com]
Smell YOU later
x.
*This is soon turning into a crime blog
Saturday, May 28, 2011
The importance of Soon.
OH! How it is important.
Some say that a cure for dandruff is important. Some day breakfast is important. Some even say that charging your mobile phone before setting off for a solo flight around the world in a focker friendship is important.
How wrong they are.
The Soon meme has surpassed all important things in the world and is now THE MOST important thing on earth. Is it because of it's sheer subtlety? Is it because of it's hilarity? It is because it's freezing outside?
Yes. Yes. Maybe.
Enjoy.
Some say that a cure for dandruff is important. Some day breakfast is important. Some even say that charging your mobile phone before setting off for a solo flight around the world in a focker friendship is important.
How wrong they are.
The Soon meme has surpassed all important things in the world and is now THE MOST important thing on earth. Is it because of it's sheer subtlety? Is it because of it's hilarity? It is because it's freezing outside?
Yes. Yes. Maybe.
Enjoy.
.x
retal ay llems
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Mice are in my walls (and other exciting developments in my life)
BLOGGIE!
Oh I've missed your dashboard and the way you give me stats. I've missed your eloquent blue hue and your spellcheck.
I bet you haven't missed me. Remember the time when I wrote you a cute little letter in which I apologised for acting in such a neglectful way. We got back to normal and then I went and did it all over again. Consider this another letter...
Actually. Just go and read the last one I wrote you, it's all the same argument.
I would ask you what's been happening (brah) but I feel you have just been idly sitting, stagnant and waiting.
What's been happening with me? Ohhhh you know, the usual.
Just catching up on all mah school work, watching Royal Weddings (I heard a hat wore Princess Beatrice as a fascinator) watching Logies and playin' Nintendo.
Did we all watch Angry Boys on Wednesday night? What did we think? (I'm assuming someone will read this). Have you started following Gran on Twitter? You probably should.
Now to commemorate our renewed union, let's regale in some photobombing.
Oh I've missed your dashboard and the way you give me stats. I've missed your eloquent blue hue and your spellcheck.
I bet you haven't missed me. Remember the time when I wrote you a cute little letter in which I apologised for acting in such a neglectful way. We got back to normal and then I went and did it all over again. Consider this another letter...
Actually. Just go and read the last one I wrote you, it's all the same argument.
I would ask you what's been happening (brah) but I feel you have just been idly sitting, stagnant and waiting.
What's been happening with me? Ohhhh you know, the usual.
Just catching up on all mah school work, watching Royal Weddings (I heard a hat wore Princess Beatrice as a fascinator) watching Logies and playin' Nintendo.
 |
| Annnnd I got a mullet |
Did we all watch Angry Boys on Wednesday night? What did we think? (I'm assuming someone will read this). Have you started following Gran on Twitter? You probably should.
Now to commemorate our renewed union, let's regale in some photobombing.
Smell ya later
x.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
I've discovered what REAL procrastination is
I thought I knew. Yep, I really did. Two-and-a-bit years into my degree I thought I was profesh at this whole procrastination bizz. I would begin all assessments with a little thinking along the lines of:
"Okay...four weeks until this essay is due, let's get to it..."
Four weeks later
"...fuck."
But last week my roomie introduced me to a little thing I like to call The Chive. About a billion other people like to call it The Chive as well...because, well, that's what it's called.
Unlike The Chad in Charlies Angels, The Chive is a wonderfully hilarious site that will make your sides hurt, your tummy tickle and you will discover a chuckle in you that you thought was only reserved for Zach Galifianakis.
Well- it isn't. It can also be used for The Chive (feeling hungry yet?)
This post is really going nowhere, so let me introduce you to a little hilarity.
GET READY TO LARRRRFFF
Image 1 from The Collider.com
Everything else from The Chive.com
"Okay...four weeks until this essay is due, let's get to it..."
Four weeks later
"...fuck."
But last week my roomie introduced me to a little thing I like to call The Chive. About a billion other people like to call it The Chive as well...because, well, that's what it's called.
Unlike The Chad in Charlies Angels, The Chive is a wonderfully hilarious site that will make your sides hurt, your tummy tickle and you will discover a chuckle in you that you thought was only reserved for Zach Galifianakis.
 |
Well- it isn't. It can also be used for The Chive (feeling hungry yet?)
This post is really going nowhere, so let me introduce you to a little hilarity.
GET READY TO LARRRRFFF
You don't think that was funny?
You are a moron.
Smell ya later
x.
Image 1 from The Collider.com
Everything else from The Chive.com
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
You're scarin' me, Katy Perry
"She's an aliennnnn..."
Literally, she really is!
Released through the Katy Perry Facebook page, these are the pics from Katy's latest song E.T. that will give little boys nightmares in their sleep. Little girls will dream of the green contacts and wonder where they can get themselves a pair to wear to school.
Literally, she really is!
Released through the Katy Perry Facebook page, these are the pics from Katy's latest song E.T. that will give little boys nightmares in their sleep. Little girls will dream of the green contacts and wonder where they can get themselves a pair to wear to school.
Check out those nails! I wouldn't like to run into this ET in an intergalactic alley way...
Feeling a little brave and weird? Check out this tutorial and you too can look outta this world (NB possibly not the best thing to wear to weddings/funerals/family reunions/anywhere)
What do you guys think of this getup? Verging too much over the border of Lady-GaGa-Crazy-Town?
Smell ya later
x.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Justin Bieber is off to rehab! (But he said no, no, no)
Well, that's where 30% of a bunch of folks surveyed thought the Biebs would be by the time he was 30.
The poll conducted by 60 Minutes/Vanity Fair found that 20% reckon he will be still playing packed arenas to screaming girls (or would they be women by then?) and 18% think he'll be tucked away in a house somewhere with a wife and perhaps a baby (baby, baby, ooooohhh).
The telephone survey covered 11, 000 peeps and proved to boast some pretty interesting results!
I wonder where the swishy-haired floozy will in 2024. Let me tell you One Time (Justin Bieber pun #1...I love these puns). If you think about where most child actors/recording artists end up...odds are he will have a problem or two. Let's Pray (#2) he stays on the straight and narrow.
But just for shits and giggles, here's a list of possible roads:
Where do you think he will be...will he still be making U Smile?(#6) (Okay, Justin Bieber Puns are harder thanBrian McFadden ones)
Let's take a look at some other child stars that had a punt at being a tad naughty...
Image Credit: Justin Bieber pic courtesy of CrazyInSane, Home Alone from byfaithonly. All others completely authorised for reuse.
The poll conducted by 60 Minutes/Vanity Fair found that 20% reckon he will be still playing packed arenas to screaming girls (or would they be women by then?) and 18% think he'll be tucked away in a house somewhere with a wife and perhaps a baby (baby, baby, ooooohhh).
- No, Justin, you're 17. *scruffs hair and shakes head*
I wonder where the swishy-haired floozy will in 2024. Let me tell you One Time (Justin Bieber pun #1...I love these puns). If you think about where most child actors/recording artists end up...odds are he will have a problem or two. Let's Pray (#2) he stays on the straight and narrow.
But just for shits and giggles, here's a list of possible roads:
- He'll be in rehab for alcoholism/drugs/overeating
- He'll be working at 7eleven
- He'll be Dancing With the Stars
- He'll be Joan Collins' 23rd Husband, which makes One Less Lonely Girl (#3)
- He'll just be looking for Somebody To Love (#4, this is getting silly)
Where do you think he will be...will he still be making U Smile?(#6) (Okay, Justin Bieber Puns are harder thanBrian McFadden ones)
Let's take a look at some other child stars that had a punt at being a tad naughty...
- Well...he's technically still in the middle
- "What have I become?!"
I can't wait to see where this rapscallion ends up...
Smell ya later
x.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Dear University...
You are wearing thin.
Yes, I still love you, but I'm just not in love with you anymore. You tricked me into giving away all my emotions and my heart wholly with your first year course load. Yes, you did warn me you would only turn mean after a while, and yes, you did make me pay for my textbooks on several occasions without offering to at least pay half. But I thought we had something real. Something that would last.
My love for you was always going to be temporary, I know that, we knew that. But I fear, with only 'til December until I leave you permanently, I just have no more love for you.
You kinda make my head hurt. You make all your assessments due at the same time and you don't even hug me when I cry about this. You just point to your stupid unit guide and shrug.
Your buildings are also hurtful. They punish me when I go in to do some extra work on Sunday mornings by setting off alarms that prompt ex-pro-wrestlers to interrogate me. I'm 5 foot 1, what am I possibly going to steal from the computer labs at warp speed? You never stuck up for me.
Although I love your residences, I just feel I need a bit of time apart from you for the moment. That's why i'm going to Noosa this week to hang out with ma mamma at home. That's right, I think we should see other people for a little bit.
I'm sure we will have it all worked out by the time week nine comes along. I just know it.
God help me when I get a full-time job.
Yes, I still love you, but I'm just not in love with you anymore. You tricked me into giving away all my emotions and my heart wholly with your first year course load. Yes, you did warn me you would only turn mean after a while, and yes, you did make me pay for my textbooks on several occasions without offering to at least pay half. But I thought we had something real. Something that would last.
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| University and I during happier times |
My love for you was always going to be temporary, I know that, we knew that. But I fear, with only 'til December until I leave you permanently, I just have no more love for you.
You kinda make my head hurt. You make all your assessments due at the same time and you don't even hug me when I cry about this. You just point to your stupid unit guide and shrug.
Your buildings are also hurtful. They punish me when I go in to do some extra work on Sunday mornings by setting off alarms that prompt ex-pro-wrestlers to interrogate me. I'm 5 foot 1, what am I possibly going to steal from the computer labs at warp speed? You never stuck up for me.
Although I love your residences, I just feel I need a bit of time apart from you for the moment. That's why i'm going to Noosa this week to hang out with ma mamma at home. That's right, I think we should see other people for a little bit.
I'm sure we will have it all worked out by the time week nine comes along. I just know it.
God help me when I get a full-time job.
Smell ya later
x.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Just because you think you've got a hit- doesn't always mean you do...
[PUBLISHED AT MY OTHER BLOG]
I'm sure by now Rebecca Black is old news and you're all thinking "gosh Mel, get with it, this chick is as old as Madonna".
But I really, really, super really can't get over this song!
Have you seen it?
You haven't? Well aren't you glad i'm about to post it.
Amazing, right? It has nothing on 'Born this Way'.
So the story goes something like this:
13 year-old Becky Black goes into a sing-song booth (like in Tenacious D's 'Tribute' filmclip), records her song, puts it on Youtube and gets 21 million hits plus.
She then becomes the number one trending topic on Twitter...yep, Bec Black trumped Japan. I guess the song kinda is a national disaster in itself (you were waiting for it, you knew I couldn't resist).
I gotta get me one of those booths...
I'm sure by now Rebecca Black is old news and you're all thinking "gosh Mel, get with it, this chick is as old as Madonna".
But I really, really, super really can't get over this song!
Have you seen it?
You haven't? Well aren't you glad i'm about to post it.
Amazing, right? It has nothing on 'Born this Way'.
So the story goes something like this:
13 year-old Becky Black goes into a sing-song booth (like in Tenacious D's 'Tribute' filmclip), records her song, puts it on Youtube and gets 21 million hits plus.
She then becomes the number one trending topic on Twitter...yep, Bec Black trumped Japan. I guess the song kinda is a national disaster in itself (you were waiting for it, you knew I couldn't resist).
I gotta get me one of those booths...
Smell ya later
x.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
A Tale of Two (Completely Different) Work Experience Girls
[N.B. Published at my 'Grown Up' blog. Visit it here]
Work experience. Pretty much the only thing that will get you into a career in magazines. Sure, you can drive a fancy car and know how to do your own acrylic nails, but without work experience all you have is a fancy car and acrylic nails. (Which is actually kinda bad).
Interacting with work experience girls every week, I've come to discover that while there are those lovely ones that jump at every task (I was one of them, and still am as an intern) there are the ones that won't even go and get the editor a coffee ("Um, i'm really busy at the moment"- work experience girl.)
So, when I read this post from Emma over at http://wasteofspace1.wordpress.com/ I was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (times a BILLION) excited to see a girl generally thrilled to not only be in the ACP building but to be working alongside her idols. (If you are a loyal whosthatsmell reader then you will remember back to my piece on nabbing that internship or job in magazines, when I interviewed my editor over at Dolly, Tiffany Dunk.)
Not a Waste of Space
Obviously not one reading my blog is the Anonymous Work Experience Girl who posted on the media blog, Early Bird Catches The Worm. Her post was quite the buzz within ACP and I believe even the Dalai Lama read the post and scoffed (albeit in a very spiritual and polite manner).
*clears throat* I would now like to draw the main differences between these two posts, which I found so amazingly hilarious.
Emma at Wasteofspace1 says:
Work experience. Pretty much the only thing that will get you into a career in magazines. Sure, you can drive a fancy car and know how to do your own acrylic nails, but without work experience all you have is a fancy car and acrylic nails. (Which is actually kinda bad).
Interacting with work experience girls every week, I've come to discover that while there are those lovely ones that jump at every task (I was one of them, and still am as an intern) there are the ones that won't even go and get the editor a coffee ("Um, i'm really busy at the moment"- work experience girl.)
So, when I read this post from Emma over at http://wasteofspace1.wordpress.com/ I was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (times a BILLION) excited to see a girl generally thrilled to not only be in the ACP building but to be working alongside her idols. (If you are a loyal whosthatsmell reader then you will remember back to my piece on nabbing that internship or job in magazines, when I interviewed my editor over at Dolly, Tiffany Dunk.)
Not a Waste of SpaceObviously not one reading my blog is the Anonymous Work Experience Girl who posted on the media blog, Early Bird Catches The Worm. Her post was quite the buzz within ACP and I believe even the Dalai Lama read the post and scoffed (albeit in a very spiritual and polite manner).
*clears throat* I would now like to draw the main differences between these two posts, which I found so amazingly hilarious.
Emma at Wasteofspace1 says:
"After telling the security man my name and why I was there, I was instructed to sit on a seat full of other nervous-looking girls. We all ended up discussing what magazines we were going to do work experience for – Shop Til’ You Drop, Madison, Dolly and Cleo were all mentioned. It was pretty exciting. I ended up sitting next to the lovely Cassandra who I would be doing work experience with all week at Cosmo!"
"Belle de Work Experience" says:
"As I sat waiting in the foyer, I was quietly hoping the young teenage girl sitting nervously next to me with her parents was not also doing work experience at Cosmo."
Emma loved the Cosmo girls:
"I’ve already booked another weeks worth of work experience with Cosmopolitan – that’s just how awesome it was. And despite the prejudice provoked by Snobbery, pretentiousness, rudeness, unfriendliness—whatever you like to call it, has disappointingly appeared to me this week. I blame Freedman: her warm and friendly writing style and video posts have made me create a world in my head where I imagined all magazine editors are very friendly, nurturing mentors.The Devil Wears Prada the ladies in the office were very friendly! Rachelle Mackintosh, the Chief Subeditor of Cosmo was lovely and hilarious, and Jessica Parry, Acting Editor, even recognised me from Twitter! Melanie Senior was also full of incredibly helpful advice!"
"Belle de Work Experience, not so much":
"Snobbery, pretentiousness, rudeness, unfriendliness—whatever you like to call it, has disappointingly appeared to me this week. I blame Freedman: her warm and friendly writing style and video posts have made me create a world in my head where I imagined all magazine editors are very friendly, nurturing mentors."
They were the main ones, but just by reading these two posts, you are entering a world where some workies are happy to photocopy the latest masthead of US Glamor while her work experience partner scoffs at transcribing an interview with Blake Lively. (This actually happened*, the scoffing girl was quickly exiled to the remote tip of Gibraltar and she is now living out her life as a slave girl.)
Okay, I've bashed about this post enough today. And I'm sure my blog will get bashed about in return.
I feel like Ros Reines.
*Didn't even come close to happening.
DISCLAIMER: My posts and opinions in no way reflect the collective opinion of ACP, Dolly magazine and Cosmopolitan magazine. They are my own weird, wacky and wonderful (maybe) jives.
"Belle de Work Experience" says:
"As I sat waiting in the foyer, I was quietly hoping the young teenage girl sitting nervously next to me with her parents was not also doing work experience at Cosmo."
Am I putting my foot in it?
Emma loved the Cosmo girls:
"I’ve already booked another weeks worth of work experience with Cosmopolitan – that’s just how awesome it was. And despite the prejudice provoked by Snobbery, pretentiousness, rudeness, unfriendliness—whatever you like to call it, has disappointingly appeared to me this week. I blame Freedman: her warm and friendly writing style and video posts have made me create a world in my head where I imagined all magazine editors are very friendly, nurturing mentors.The Devil Wears Prada the ladies in the office were very friendly! Rachelle Mackintosh, the Chief Subeditor of Cosmo was lovely and hilarious, and Jessica Parry, Acting Editor, even recognised me from Twitter! Melanie Senior was also full of incredibly helpful advice!"
"Belle de Work Experience, not so much":
"Snobbery, pretentiousness, rudeness, unfriendliness—whatever you like to call it, has disappointingly appeared to me this week. I blame Freedman: her warm and friendly writing style and video posts have made me create a world in my head where I imagined all magazine editors are very friendly, nurturing mentors."
They were the main ones, but just by reading these two posts, you are entering a world where some workies are happy to photocopy the latest masthead of US Glamor while her work experience partner scoffs at transcribing an interview with Blake Lively. (This actually happened*, the scoffing girl was quickly exiled to the remote tip of Gibraltar and she is now living out her life as a slave girl.)
Okay, I've bashed about this post enough today. And I'm sure my blog will get bashed about in return.
I feel like Ros Reines.
*Didn't even come close to happening.
DISCLAIMER: My posts and opinions in no way reflect the collective opinion of ACP, Dolly magazine and Cosmopolitan magazine. They are my own weird, wacky and wonderful (maybe) jives.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Kim Kardashian: Inaugural Cover Model...really?
There was no one better?
No woman of substance that actually lives in Armenia, not just has Armenian blood?
Heck, not even a woman that has visited Armenia?
Yet again, it seems that Hurricane Kardashian is taking over another country, one magazine article and fitness DVD at a time.
In a move that i'm sure delights some, but totally baffles people like me, Armenian Cosmopolitan mag launches this month (that's not the bit that baffles me, COSMO is the biggest selling woman's mag in.the.world) with none other that girl with the abnormally long and luscious lashes, Kim Kardashian.
“The Cosmopolitan brand has been very successful around the world and we’re pleased to be rolling out our 63rd edition this spring in Armenia,” said CEO of Hearst Magazines, Duncan Edwards. “Working with Media Partners, a very well-respected local publisher, we are confident that Cosmo will do well with Armenian women.”
I'm a little disappointed. Millions of woman around the world read this fabulous glossy (do I get a job by selling the mag right now?) and the lunch issue should be one of the best.
'But what is Kim Kardashian famous for?' I hear you ask
Ha, my thoughts exactly.
'No, but seriously, what makes her launch issue material?'
Yeah, righto, let me get to it and stop asking so many questions!
So back in the day Kimoo made a sex-tape with her boyf at the time. She was also BFF with Paris. She also has the Mumager of all Mumagers (apparently that helps). This is what has made her famous. Scatter some endorsements, a pop career and the ability to fit one's whole fist in their mouth and you have a million dollars, right there.
And as the Armenian ambassador for Rodeo Drive, she was "an obvious cover choice".
Okay, perhaps I am super duper jealous of how much moolah this chick is rolling in just for well, selling things. I sell magazines and newspapers and pens, but I only get paid $15 an hour. (Yeah, I know, you're jealous of me now, huh). She probably has toilet paper and tissues made out of money. Probably.
In the name of research I found this page of famous Armenians. Did you know Princess Diana was 1/64th Armenian? Hold up! Also you will find that Kim Kardashian IS the best looking out of all of them. Andre Agassi probably isn't a good cover choice.
End rant.
No woman of substance that actually lives in Armenia, not just has Armenian blood?
Heck, not even a woman that has visited Armenia?
Yet again, it seems that Hurricane Kardashian is taking over another country, one magazine article and fitness DVD at a time.
In a move that i'm sure delights some, but totally baffles people like me, Armenian Cosmopolitan mag launches this month (that's not the bit that baffles me, COSMO is the biggest selling woman's mag in.the.world) with none other that girl with the abnormally long and luscious lashes, Kim Kardashian.
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| Nice belt |
“The Cosmopolitan brand has been very successful around the world and we’re pleased to be rolling out our 63rd edition this spring in Armenia,” said CEO of Hearst Magazines, Duncan Edwards. “Working with Media Partners, a very well-respected local publisher, we are confident that Cosmo will do well with Armenian women.”
I'm a little disappointed. Millions of woman around the world read this fabulous glossy (do I get a job by selling the mag right now?) and the lunch issue should be one of the best.
'But what is Kim Kardashian famous for?' I hear you ask
Ha, my thoughts exactly.
'No, but seriously, what makes her launch issue material?'
Yeah, righto, let me get to it and stop asking so many questions!
So back in the day Kimoo made a sex-tape with her boyf at the time. She was also BFF with Paris. She also has the Mumager of all Mumagers (apparently that helps). This is what has made her famous. Scatter some endorsements, a pop career and the ability to fit one's whole fist in their mouth and you have a million dollars, right there.
And as the Armenian ambassador for Rodeo Drive, she was "an obvious cover choice".
Okay, perhaps I am super duper jealous of how much moolah this chick is rolling in just for well, selling things. I sell magazines and newspapers and pens, but I only get paid $15 an hour. (Yeah, I know, you're jealous of me now, huh). She probably has toilet paper and tissues made out of money. Probably.
In the name of research I found this page of famous Armenians. Did you know Princess Diana was 1/64th Armenian? Hold up! Also you will find that Kim Kardashian IS the best looking out of all of them. Andre Agassi probably isn't a good cover choice.
End rant.
Smell ya later
x.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
An Open Letter To Brian McFadden
Dear B,
Oh Briany, Brian, Brian. What happened to you? Does Delta know you sing songs about taking advantage of girls? Is this how you met her?
Didn't you also get escorted off a plane recently while flying Coast to Coast (Westlife pun #1) for unnecessary behaviour?after having a jolly time at the bar with your BFF Scandi?
Now you're releasing a song about taking a blotto girl home?
What amazing timing you have Briany-babe.
Reportedly you were smoking and being an abusive old sailor on a flight last week and the other peeps on board started to get the strops with you. Then you were promptly escorted off the flight, where it appeared you were Flying Without Wings (#2), and a bit of a Fool Again (#3, I swear i'll stop soon).
I don't know Brian, I just think When You're Looking Like That (#4) we don't really like you that much. Sure you're always going to be that chubby, blonde cutie from a 90's boy band in my eyes, but right now you just seem like another Nick Carter (not good FYI).
It's not like you're Unbreakable (#5) and you just can't go around thinking "Hey Whatever" (#6 oh, I'm on a roll), but if you're feeling like you have to be cool to hang around Kyle Scandilands, Just Say So (Brian McFadden solo career pun #1).
Ah well McFaddy, we all make Mistakes (#2), but just make sure next time you're having a Chemical Rush (#3) it isn't on a plane. It's a bit Twisted (#4, this is just getting silly) and just makes people nervous. Real nervous.
Good luck with that song though, i'm sure it will be a real corker.
Now let's take a walk down memory lane...
Oh Briany, Brian, Brian. What happened to you? Does Delta know you sing songs about taking advantage of girls? Is this how you met her?
Didn't you also get escorted off a plane recently while flying Coast to Coast (Westlife pun #1) for unnecessary behaviour?
Now you're releasing a song about taking a blotto girl home?
What amazing timing you have Briany-babe.
Reportedly you were smoking and being an abusive old sailor on a flight last week and the other peeps on board started to get the strops with you. Then you were promptly escorted off the flight, where it appeared you were Flying Without Wings (#2), and a bit of a Fool Again (#3, I swear i'll stop soon).
I don't know Brian, I just think When You're Looking Like That (#4) we don't really like you that much. Sure you're always going to be that chubby, blonde cutie from a 90's boy band in my eyes, but right now you just seem like another Nick Carter (not good FYI).
It's not like you're Unbreakable (#5) and you just can't go around thinking "Hey Whatever" (#6 oh, I'm on a roll), but if you're feeling like you have to be cool to hang around Kyle Scandilands, Just Say So (Brian McFadden solo career pun #1).
Ah well McFaddy, we all make Mistakes (#2), but just make sure next time you're having a Chemical Rush (#3) it isn't on a plane. It's a bit Twisted (#4, this is just getting silly) and just makes people nervous. Real nervous.
Good luck with that song though, i'm sure it will be a real corker.
Now let's take a walk down memory lane...
Smell ya later
x.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The revolution of Tropfest
Tropfest, the world's biggest short film festival (or something like that) is over for another year.
And, yet again, it didn't fail to impress. Oh the wit. Oh the humour. Oh the beatboxing animals. (We'll get to that later though.)
What did you all think? Are these movies not the most amazing three minutes of your life?! Okay, so perhaps I don't have the most riveting life, but c'mon, these tidbits of comic genius (and sometimes downright depressive noir) command the same level of respect as any feature film.
I love TF time. When they release the DVD in the Sydney Morning Herald. And i'm too late and they've already sold out. So I borrow it off a friend. And lose it. Then she starts hating me.
Ahhh TF time.
Here's the 2011 winner.
And last years winner.
And even 2009's winner.
Yep, I still get the sniffles after that one.
But, see how different these all are! There is never a set genre, the filming techniques nor the actors do not matter, yet every year there is a winner that has made a film vastly different from the previous.
Can you imagine how dull life would be if Tropfest wasn't there to breathe some originality into it?
Pretty dull.
And, yet again, it didn't fail to impress. Oh the wit. Oh the humour. Oh the beatboxing animals. (We'll get to that later though.)
What did you all think? Are these movies not the most amazing three minutes of your life?! Okay, so perhaps I don't have the most riveting life, but c'mon, these tidbits of comic genius (and sometimes downright depressive noir) command the same level of respect as any feature film.
I love TF time. When they release the DVD in the Sydney Morning Herald. And i'm too late and they've already sold out. So I borrow it off a friend. And lose it. Then she starts hating me.
Ahhh TF time.
Here's the 2011 winner.
And last years winner.
And even 2009's winner.
Yep, I still get the sniffles after that one.
But, see how different these all are! There is never a set genre, the filming techniques nor the actors do not matter, yet every year there is a winner that has made a film vastly different from the previous.
Can you imagine how dull life would be if Tropfest wasn't there to breathe some originality into it?
Pretty dull.
Smell ya later
x.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Twournalism
Everyone in the room who has a Twitter account put your hand up.
*puts up hand*
Hmm, it seems i'm the only one in the room, but I bet that the majority of you have a Twitter account and consider yourself a Tweetheart. (while you're at it, why don't you follow me on @ melevans). I know that in the past couple of months Twitter has metaphorically exploded and now more and more people are signing up to the social revolution.
140 characters+Incredible succinctness = Emerging love affair.
However what I didn't realise (well I did, but was too scared to admit) is that it seems journalists are taking to Twitter to release breaking news right as it's happening. Social commentary at its finest!
This morning I had my Advanced Broadcast Journalism lecture, where I learnt about this booming, popular and take-over-the-world powerful medium emerging through Twitter journalism. My lecturer, Julie Posetti (@julieposetti, tell her Mel sent you) at the moment is actually educating journalists from the Sydney Morning Herald about the importance of social media and journalism, enabling traditional print journalists to engage with the public on a real-time basis.
These are just some of the most exciting times for journalism at the mo. Since voice was invented (pretty sure it was by Alexander Bell in the 20's- before that mime was the only means of person-to-person communication) and ever since annoying voice (invented by Spencer Pratt in the noughties) people have spoken. About anything and everything. Twitter enables us to speak in reeeeeally short sentences, and people are listening! Probably something to do with the fact tweets are so interesting. 140 characters keeps you engaged (if you're tweets are boring, you are doing something crazily wrong).
Just by logging onto Twitter today, I got my news:
ENTERTAINMENT: @cleomag Cleo Magazine
Want all the inside goss from the editors from @PARKSTTV? Tune in to the @KerriAnneShow on Channel Nine tomorrow at 9.30am...
NATIONAL: crikey_news Crikey.com.au
It's just amazing how Twitter is revolutionizing (is it a z? I always thought it was an s...) the way information is disseminated. I'm pretty excited to see where it's all heading in a year or two.
How do you all think we will be getting our information in the future? Do you think the humble newspaper will still be around in a decade? Talk to me people!
*puts up hand*
Hmm, it seems i'm the only one in the room, but I bet that the majority of you have a Twitter account and consider yourself a Tweetheart. (while you're at it, why don't you follow me on @ melevans). I know that in the past couple of months Twitter has metaphorically exploded and now more and more people are signing up to the social revolution.
140 characters+Incredible succinctness = Emerging love affair.
However what I didn't realise (well I did, but was too scared to admit) is that it seems journalists are taking to Twitter to release breaking news right as it's happening. Social commentary at its finest!
This morning I had my Advanced Broadcast Journalism lecture, where I learnt about this booming, popular and take-over-the-world powerful medium emerging through Twitter journalism. My lecturer, Julie Posetti (@julieposetti, tell her Mel sent you) at the moment is actually educating journalists from the Sydney Morning Herald about the importance of social media and journalism, enabling traditional print journalists to engage with the public on a real-time basis.
These are just some of the most exciting times for journalism at the mo. Since voice was invented (pretty sure it was by Alexander Bell in the 20's- before that mime was the only means of person-to-person communication) and ever since annoying voice (invented by Spencer Pratt in the noughties) people have spoken. About anything and everything. Twitter enables us to speak in reeeeeally short sentences, and people are listening! Probably something to do with the fact tweets are so interesting. 140 characters keeps you engaged (if you're tweets are boring, you are doing something crazily wrong).
Just by logging onto Twitter today, I got my news:
ENTERTAINMENT: @cleomag Cleo Magazine
Want all the inside goss from the editors from @PARKSTTV? Tune in to the @KerriAnneShow on Channel Nine tomorrow at 9.30am...
NATIONAL: crikey_news Crikey.com.au
Wivenhoe release could’ve prevented the floods? No way, say experts http://bit.ly/hk3OC5 #qldfloods
Morrison's recent comments about Christmas Island victims are part of a pattern of attacks on Muslims from the Liberals http://bit.ly/hvdzcL
WORLD: SarahHarrisNews Sarah Harris
Woman journo raped during Egyptian protests. Even more horrific is what some women say about it (via @samanthamaiden)http://bit.ly/dKOubs"
BEAUTY: CherieHerrmann Cherie Herrmann
A/W ’11 New York: Beautiful bright, punchy sunset hues at Marc Jacobs, Jill Stuart and Thakoon http://bit.ly/egmuTU #NYFW
SOME MORE POLITICS: latikambourke Latika Bourke
Menzies House says there was 'unease' about it being posted anonymously and this was leading to several people being blamed for it 'unduly.'
It's just amazing how Twitter is revolutionizing (is it a z? I always thought it was an s...) the way information is disseminated. I'm pretty excited to see where it's all heading in a year or two.
How do you all think we will be getting our information in the future? Do you think the humble newspaper will still be around in a decade? Talk to me people!
Smell ya later
x.
p.s. I promise to blog about the random stuff I normally do again soon, just felt like getting on my soapbox this arvo
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