poki surprise

i was instructed to meet her at bookshelf number 790.
she arrived with a big brown box all bubble wrapped.. what a poki surprise!!
i like receiving presents... hehe.. especially ones that come in big big boxes. woot woot
in delight i ripped open the packaging to find a beautiful drawing of two birds. he he.
thanks jods for making my day. woot woot cuckoo coot coot.

oh nearly forgot.. selamat hari merdeka. please dont make me stand on my balcony and say it three times. oh bloody hell why not .. .... a little national pride can't be all too bad.

a city of bits

Here is a recent poster that I did for uni. Im hoping that the colour I chose does not turn out to be pink as I was kinda hoping that it is bluish green. Ha ha. I hope colour blindness didn’t get the better of me this time.
Maybe if I’m wrong you can squint a little harder till it actually looks bluish green. can lah!!
The poem on it is by a masque that went by the name of Ern Malley,the brain-child of two Australian poets. I’ve found their inventiveness extremely amusing and wonder if they were hard -yakka-fair-dinkum-cobber like kinda folk?

toilet humour

this definately gives a new twist on the term toilet humour. exceloo eat your heart out !!

our claim to fame

Over the course of two weeks we were holed up in the project space on lvl. 7.
The task, a 1:50 replica of frank’s ode to Hendrix, Seattle built entirely out of balsa.
The only possible explanation to old Coro’s madness was that all the tweed that he wore had finally gone to his head. Rumbling held hands with grumbling whilst posing as the major players with dog fight, sticky fingers, aged odor and a case of a broken wrist following suit. All this fueled specifically by a putrid mixture of V + Berocca otherwise dubbed the V-Ball.
The apparatus used for reimbursing the costs has been aloof at best, with diseconomies of scale being held responsible for the curve ball thrown. Of course the idea that the work is up on exhibit is very flattering and elephantine, however I like to propose that we are remembered as the mob that consumed all the balsa sold at all art/hardware stores in the CBD.

“Bloody ever-inflating-papadum, which uncle went and bought up all the balsa ?!”
Now you know.
11 papadums went all bloody on it. Squirt squirt.

1990. How odd, I woke up today before the banshee shrieked. The snooze button didn’t even have a chance. Mummy’s quiet musings of “upsy-daisy bright and early” like fresh salutations.

2006 came 2:30 clicked, level 6 corridor …. Studio time.

“Did you cut you’re hare-mate? Just can’t get rid of the pink can yah?” Bemused and clearly caught red handed I brushed my left shoulder twice. Peacock’s observations were acute. I hope that only he saw it as a folie a deux.

Pins up and pins down, pin drop silence. The Reciprocal dance was in full crescendo when it suddenly occurred to me that someone had aggravated the bunny. Bunny’s been here ….
Damn bunny ate all my classmates.

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An auden parody.

Let the birds circumvent overhead
Bereavement, a sign professes. It is dead.
Down the isle, single file
Forsaken Goodbye no longer smiles.

The picture paints itself.
Miss you guys. Bring my old studio mates back.

sloth

I had been sleeping; it’s funny how the knocks on the door have not died down yet. I wonder if the German-made bunny of Duracell fame is the culprit. I close my eyes tight in hope that I can will it away. Shut wide eyes one, shut wide eyez two….. Shud shud!
The knock has morphed into a thud!
Phase-two-action or yank code Orange and eau de seriousnesslesslahlah pungent smelling thing. Someone means business.
Bunny must be getting angry....... wonder if bunny is frocked up in pink.

marsupial love

adj : of or relating to the marsupials; "marsupial animals" n : mammals of which the females have a pouch (the marsupium)containing the teats where the young are fed and carried
bb : snuggles from down under for you + me
..... yipeee ?