What Shall We Do With A Drunken Sailor?

It was in year 12 when we first started to get along,
Our friendship was strengthened by our mutual love of the hong,
There was many a rowdy night in Matt’s or Brockman’s shed,
Where La-nee would end up with a bit of a sore head,
Almost every Sunday she’d call the Royal, sick,
But I doubt Yvonne ever really fell for that trick.

On one cold October night we headed off to the show,
Bought all these showbags but then had nowhere to go,
So Alby, La-nee and I needed somewhere to stay,
That’s when we remembered Ginni’s parents were away.
We found the spare key and and went through the door,
And got away with it… till Ginni found our lolly wrappers on the floor.

Since then we’ve moved to different parts of the state,
But it hasn’t stopped her from being my very best mate,
Whenever she comes to stay we’re bound to have a laugh,
Whether she’s spitting beer at a bouncer or wearing a bar mat scarf.

As everyone knows La-nee’s a pretty special gal,
It’s rarely you’ll find such a unique and creative pal,
She’s gorgeous and level headed with amazing artistic flare,
And her big heart makes you know she’ll always be there.

So let’s all raise our glasses for our brilliant friend,
And wish her all the best for now until the end.






Unfortunately the photos are a poor reflection of the amount of fun had that night.



"Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll."

HST

An Easter Discovery

I'm not sure of my exact sentiment about the fact that I have been lied to my whole life, but this Easter I have discovered that contrary to what my Doctor, parents and anyone else with any influential opinion over my health have told me my whole life.... It is actually possible to survive off chocolate alone for 5 days. It helps for variety if you mix it up with dark, white, belgian, praline and caramel assortments, but I'm sure nutritional content is not effected.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure it has not been a healthy choice to make, and already the guilt about the increasing waistline has begun. But at the same time, I feel it may be just what I needed after a break-up and a bout of a virus I always thought to be reserved for the elderly.

Anywho, I'm heading home tomorrow where hopefully there are no more cacao/dairy products awaiting me and I can let my brain, kidneys and stomach recover and get in shape for this time next year.

I also have a new roll of film to scan in and share... I'm excited even if you are not.

xx

Ladi Vintage

Ladi is an online boutique full of beautiful little vintage pieces that are so sweet they'll make your hair form ringlets. It's run by a friend of mine and here is a little marketing flyer I did up to spread the good word.
They have much more of a vintage postcard effect when printed, but hopefully you get the idea.

If you are intrigued: www.ladi.bigcartel.com

Zucchini Fritters To Write Home About (or at least on your blog)

Ok, listen up Peep Gang.

I am about to disclose to you loyal readers my very first recipe.

First I must let it be known that about 12 months ago the only thing I had ever cooked was a one pan dinner from a box, and even that I burnt so badly you could have lifted it straight out of the frying pan and played a game of that ultimate, not-really-a-true-sport-no-matter-how-competitive-your-facial-expression, frisbee I see is all the rage these days. Yes, I am the person who one time had to ring her neighbour to find out whether or not water was required to cook carrots... boiled carrots.

So I have come a long way from only eating things that came from a plastic container or I found in the dumpster*, to inventing my own recipes.

Here is one for some zucchini fritters I made this evening that were a bit of a hit:

INGREDIENTS:

2/3 cup Wholemeal Flour
1 tsp Baking Powder
A big ol' Shake of Salt
A big ol' Grind of Pepper
About the same of Cayenne Pepper
4 eggs - beaten
5 (from memory) Zucchinis - grated
1 Brown Onion - Diced
1 Cob of Corn - cooked (Remove the kernels from the cob before adding them... Derrr)
A few mushrooms and however much capsicum you have left in the crisper


METHOD:

First of all you will need to find quite a large bowl.. or casserole dish, or saucepan (for all you uni students out there). Put the flour, eggs, baking powder and seasonings in, and mix until you end up with a doughy looking paste that looks a bit like a moist cookie dough. Please, at this stage, refrain from tasting the mixture because despite it's appearance it is not cookie dough and it literally tastes like raw eggs and flour, salted.
Add to this mix all the chopped vegetables and stir until all is well combined.
Lightly oil a frying pan and place over a medium heat. Drop dollops of the mixture into the pan and flatten slightly. Cook until browned on one side, flip, and cook the other side until cooked through. Hey presto, you've made yourself some fritters. Nice going.


MAKES:

Shitloads.


SERVE WITH:

Whatever you so desire, aint no one gonna care once they taste these babies.

Project Housemate

Here is a little somethin' somethin' I whipped up for school. I was required to make an impression of a person or place in 6 images, composed using Photoshop.

I chose my housemate as my subject and hope that I have managed to capture at least a touch of her vivacious, audacious personality.

It's such a wonderful thing to come home and have someone to pass time with who isn't halfway through their 12th episode of Startrek for the day.

Taken for Granted

Where to from Postmodernism?

Droog Design is a Dutch based company with a swell little collection of items from innovative and experimental designers. The products are very select, and push the boundaries of our comfort levels regarding design. The technical function of all the objects is still in tact, but that is almost secondary to the fact that they look like nothing you've ever seen.

It makes you start to question what could possibly come next.
Surely every last avenue of original thought has been expelled?
No, my friends. Not with such creative geniuses like Jurgen Bey walking this dear earth.

Let me introduce to the tree trunk bench.Aptly named, no?

You could look at this and think: Designer? Pfft. Anyone could do that. Yep, anyone could, but no one has.

You could look at this and think: Why the hell would I want a big ol' tree trunk in my lounge? And I don't have an answer for that. Except that I for one would think you were cool as fuck if that was the first thing I saw when I walked into your lounge.

Sure, it's not for everyone. You'd need a lot of space for one, not to mention €11,000. A fairly hefty price, especially when you consider you're just paying for the chair backs. That's right, the tree trunk bench is delivered sans trunk. Jurgen Bey makes it clear that it would be RIDICULOUS to transport tree trunks when they could be found locally...