Don't Yooh Ever 4 a Second Get Thinking That Your Irreplaceable

I saw that etched onto the back of a seat on the 130 bus today. Something that makes you think a little bit rather then the usual, 'r u 4 sexc tym call 040 etc etc'. I wonder what the person was going through when they wrote it? Still cool nevertheless. Another bunch of words that caught my eye this week is this song title: it's kind of like the innocent smiles you get at the start of a relationship before you fuck everything up. It's from a little known Aussie band called Laura. Not your everyday music, but definitely something for one of those days. I'll probably tuck that CD under my arm next time I'm in JB.

Since I last blogged I went to the Smashing Pumpkins gig at the Convention Center with Danman. It was pretty damn good. Danman and I had a ball, moshing around and screaming at the songs we knew We tried Tiger beer that night at one of those tiny bars/bottleshops on Grey Street, not a bad drop too I might add. Heard some crazy story the next day in the paper that some two midgets (yeah, like 160cm) went around the Southbank Parklands that night robbing people. We managed to escape all that controversy. I guess they were scared of our tall stature.

In other news I have spent the last two Wednesday's first attending a wine course at Runaway Bay, but then following it up with 007 night. I lie a little, the Wednesday before last Benji and I watched True Lies, which was awesome. Last Wednesday, Kyle, Benji and myself hit up 007 then Fight Club. Both looked awesome on Benji's LCD screen with his motionflow brain blowing technology activated.

Nothing much else I can think of to say, Happy Birthday to Cam for last Friday I suppose

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A few days late, but on Tuesday night I headed to Iron Maiden with my brother, Mudos and Dan from work. I was pretty excited because well, it was Iron Maiden We rocked up at about 7.30 and shuffled into the merch line for some shirts. Eventually a band started, so Dan left to go watch Laura Harris. I really wanted to see her as she's pretty hot, the daughter of Steve Harris (Iron Maiden's bassist) and I was just generally more interested in her then the other support (Behind Crimson Eyes). I decided I'd stay in line though, grab myself and my brother a shirt. By the time we got our merch, dropped it in the car and headed back inside, Laura had finished!

I was a bit annoyed, but realised their was no point to leaving the mosh now... oh, that's right, I had managed to score the best tickets in the house for the gig, Gold GA! The show pretty much sold out within the day so I was pretty stoked to get those tickets! Behind Crimson Eyes were terrible, they slaughtered Motorhead with their cover of Ace of Spades and their music was just generally terrible. I give them some props for managing to ignore the mass of people continually booing and giving them the finger though, no matter how funny and deserving it was

The lights finally went down and Maiden's set started with a blast with Aces High. It was seriously the best concert I've ever been too. There was fireworks, flames, flares, smoke machines, a mechanical Eddie and just an awesome stage presence. Bruce, no matter the age, is incredibly fit and showed it by jumping and dancing around the stage. His voice was amazing, although towards the end of the set it seems the mix got a little unbalanced with a bit too much rhythm guitar and not enough vocals. The entire time I was no more then 5 from the front of Steve Harris and Janick Gers. They were amazing musicians firstly and then entertainers. Swinging their guitars around, dancing, acting and just playing along with the crowd!

Top notch show, really. I have plenty of photos and posted them all to here. Here's one of my favourite ones

That's about it for now. I'll post again soon

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After working for 18ish hours over 2 days, I was tired and sore, but keen for a fucking awesome shack night and last night delivered. Earlier in the week Benji and I did a few more progressive enhancements to The Shack including a shoe rack, a table and wall trim to finish the place off. All it needs now is a few blokey add in's and it'll be complete.

The day started well, I managed to score a 6pk of McK for the grand sum of $4.49 from 1st Choice and I had completed sewing my mattress together to the sights and sounds of Curb Your Enthusiam. After a dinner, I eventually rode to The Shack at about 7.30 after navigating my way through the The Plateau of Metal of Destruction, Death and Despair successfully.

Everyone was there, bar Josh who skipped the night due a bout of TVitist. My mattress was awesome, and the night begun slowly with everyone drinking and chanting along to music. The atmosphere was great, plenty of awesome photos were taken and a really nostalgic Barbie Girl karaoke is present on someone's phone. Being the fire warden, I decommissioned the candle as it was dangerous but then the unthinkable happened and Danman's arm was attacked by candle wax after a candle was blown out by Mudos. He said it hurt, we had no idea, it was dark and The Shack love was in full swing. There was a few random phones throughout the night, I don't remember them, but hey I know they happened.

Our tastebuds were tingling so we all set off towards the Shell. We wandering through the various valley's before me and Kyle climbed onto the Moon. I just remember shouting 'I'm on the moon motherfuckers!' and then next thing I was screaming 'I FELL OFF THE WORLD' as I fell onto the dirt below eating shit. Kyle somehow managed to do the same thing and that Moon had claimed two of the best soldiers The Shack had ever seen. Benji and Danman helped us up and before long we were trekking along the newly paved road towards the Shell again. There was a massive pipe on the side of the road, so being awesome and manly we carried it an extended distance before rolling it along the road. DANGER WILSON. A porch light came on so being teenagers and pussy's we ran like rabbits into the darkness.

Here I remember falling into a ditch and trying out my  high jump skills on a retaining wall before launching my McK bottle across the neverlands. Round Two and it finally smashed. It was about this time that we busted the biggest conspiracy to man. Why did they make light. Well they wanted something ot emulate the sun, that's why they are yellow and these days they are white. They aren't yellow cause yellow promotes the sun, and sun means cancer, sorta like sunroofs are now called moonroofs for the same reason. So the light manufacturers had to the make the lights white, like the moon, so moon lights. It's so perfect.

Danman had he traditional engineer rage up and destroyed the barricades before running like the wind. This was when Benji just ate shit on the road which was amusing for all. We eventually got to the servo and everyone headed their separate ways for various foods. Me and Benji teamed up and got two packets of Kettle Chili Chips for the bargain price of $4. While buying them I told the service station attendant our theory about the lights and although confused, he seemed to understand.

After getting foods, we regrouped outside the servo and examined Danman's arm. It was a massacre! The candle wax had it in for him good. This is where the night turned a bit sour. Mudos wouldn't apologise to Danman and in the end walked off home by himself leaving us in shock and having to navigate the path home a man down. We got back to the Shack and decided that as hardcore as we were, Danman's arm needed a shower and some loving so we closed up shop and trekked home.

I remember having a rambling rant to Benji and Kyle about getting to The Shack early at 6.30 when they said 7, but all was sorta lost in the moment. I remember Benji struggling to maintain a straight path with his bike and then he suddenly veered off into the bush and nearly down this huge hill. We crossed the The Plateau of Metal of Destruction, Death and Despair together and then parted ways and headed home.

As soon as I got home I jumped on MSN and chatted to Mudos for awhile before hitting the bed before waking up this morning at like 11 to relive the love with Danman and Kyle over MSN. Good fucking times. So sore though, falling off the world hurts

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