STUFF - Friday 29 January

Another seven days races past me like a little kid that's stolen a handful of cookies and doesn't want me to catch him. Days full of stuff. Stuff that doesn't necessarily form a cohesive whole but let me list off the things that fill a week and see if I end up at some sort of... point?

Stood and watched fluro-vested workers pack up the seating from the bike-race. Watched them sweep the SHITLOAD of litter into green skips. Like the National Guard cleaning up an earthquake site. Nice one Adelaide sports fans. You piggy bastards.

Watched Casino again. I wonder if all these young dudes who watch flicks like Scarface, Goodfellas, The Godfather and want to swagger around like Tony Montana ever actually watch the final acts of these films where EVERYONE gets slaughtered. I know young dudes want to feel a part of something dangerous. I guess I always had an affinity with hitman films. I always liked the idea of screwing a gun together on a rooftop to 'whack' someone. Then again I always like time-machine flicks too. Doesn't mean I walk around with a flux capacitor on my chest pretending to be Doc Brown an' shit.

Hung out with people I haven't kicked back with in a while. My first real Australia Day BBQ. A day in the sun drinking home-stilled liqour, talking nothing but movies and munging down smoke barbied steak. Then off to the beach to buy my two favourite gals an ice-cream. God bless you Australia and your lazy approach to work. Oh, and as it is the day of the year where the subject always comes up, can I just say: the more migrants the better. Bring that shit on!

Point reached? You decide!