The show must go on.

The stale mate on the 25/9/2010 confirms the clear-cut need for the rules to be changed.

Admittedly I'm not a footy fanatic; I don't know the ins and outs of the game, the teams, the players. I'm one for betting on the game (another way of saying i'm one for losing cash on the game without difficulty), and for observing it. The Collingwood vs. St Kilda draw, without a shadow of a doubt, makes it outright obvious that a drawn score should not be halted at the finish. As much as we love hearing the final siren, as if a freakin' freight train was heading straight into us, it needs to be re-configured for the grand final:

Option 1) Delay the siren an extra 10-15?
Option 2) Delay the siren until the next goal is scored?
Option 3) Play a 5th quarter?
Option 4) Finish the final quarter, have a break, have a kit kat, and re-fuel for extra time, which could be custom fitted to the wants of the AFL panel, coaches, players, referees and so on. This could mean playing until either team reaches a target score, such as 85, when both teams are drawn at 68-68, for example.
Option 5) Make no changes. Destroy the teams, destroy the supporters, and destroy the betting addicts. Let the finalists play it all out for a second time, in a way that is less authentic.

After all, the Grand Final is supposed to be the 'Final' game is it not?

If only we all had a tiny chimney sweeper in our throat.

'Indie'

I don't know a lot about this 'Indie' that's managed to barge it's way into existence. But whatever the fuck it is, it sounds like an unnecessary level up from 'alternative'. Unnecessary level up is putting it politely. It's fucking horrific to be honest. It manages to take material from other, I guess, 'dynamics' or 'categories' that have already been established, such as the military, and compress them all together to create 'Indie'.

A few years ago I associated Indie with music. Bands such as Deathcab, Muse, Dashboard, Beck and so on, were diagnosed as Indie bands. I always referred to it as Alternative Rock. It was cool. Not as cool as Hard Rock, but a bit different and still appreciated. So this, I guess is where it all started. The two, Alternative and Indie, were separated into two different genres of music, but they were pretty much, if completely, identical. However, nowadays, everyone seems to refer to alternative rock bands as indie bands. I never even hear a glimpse of the word alternative anymore. Even just hearing 'altern' would be music to my hears, but sadly this cannot be.

So it started as Music. And as with previous music genres, the genre progressively influences fan fashion, lifestyle in general. I'd look at certain crowds and think ahh yeah, bit alternative, not too bad. That was fine. However as of late, the alternative clothing, the fusing together of things that aren't supposed to go together, has erupted and now we have unlimited indie zombies roaming the streets. These black boots, that are obviously military. And another thing, if you're going to wear big black boots, fucking tie the laces up.

Rambling much Joel. There's more to say, but it is likely that the people reading this are probably indie, or morons, have your pick, and itching to go cut their hair to make it uneven, cause it's a bit too "normal" to have it even. Facebook groups are multiplying as anti-Indieism finds new methods to rip the absolute shit out of it. Hopefully it will eventually rip the fucking Indieness out of them and make them pure.

The whole thing is topsy turvy, it doesn't make sense. Are we all going to start writing with the opposite hand next maybe?

An ecdote.

More often than not are the supervisors at your place of work 100% bitch.

Walking past her desk to the toilet.

"What you think of the lollies Nicole?"
"I'm not really a sour person"
"You sure about that?"

Luckily she is the perfect candidate for being giving the nickname dumbo for not only looking like an elephant, but being a friggin' dumb arse, so I got away with it.

We're in the wrong era.

Fredman A-Z.

Thought I'd start with the Fredman Alphabet. Enjoy, it may take a while to comprehend it all.

A for horses
B for pork
C for bathing
D for ential
E for adam
F for vescent
G for comfort
H for pain
I for tower
J for cake
K for teria
L for beta
M for sis
N for sema
O for god's sake
P for mance
Q for petrol
R for annoyance
S for no
T for two
U for mism
V for la France
W for double me
X for breakfast
Y for husband
Z for flying

First thing's first.

This blog may be for some people. It may just be for me. This isn't an attempt to stir up any political feud, but judging people, that it might do. I'm not one of those attention loving morons who publish a blog to put people off the word 'blog' forever and always. All I really want to do is quietly tuck away current issues, and ignore the social gridlock we are invested in. I welcome interpretation of the most profound and ridiculous. Flood this blog page within your own discretion.