Aaaaahhhh

There's nothing like the soothing sounds of a new Metallica single, released from an upcoming album. Fuck Yeah!

PG Out.

Its a repeat!

So the cats played the roos not much more then two months ago ( I was there!) and yet we meet again. And it seems we may meet them again two weeks after that in the first qualifying......just like we did last year. Going on the slipping form of bullies and hawkers we may even meet em again the grand final. Geelong will have to set a record surely for the first side to defeat the same fucking team 4 times in the one season, particularly so for doing it 4 times in 3 months! Certainly if the roos finish 4 and get past the semis this time round they won't have to journey interstate to play 2nd place team. Instead it will be a comfy game at the G. Hawkers better watch it!

PG Out.

My Saturday

What did I do Saturday? Well it was a late start due to having to come back on the Glen Waverley train Saturday erm morning after watching the Cats flog Dees at Tonykins place. This meant already I was set for a longer walk then usual but getting off one stop early at Jordanville instead of Mt Waverley meant I wasn't home till 2am and not in bed till 3 or 4. Thus the sun was riding high when I rose later Saturday afternoon. Whether that actually makes a late or early start I can't quite figure.

Anywho the day was spent listening to the footy and the eve working on maths assignment with a scotch or two and a column heater to keep the winter chill at bay. How very boring. BUT with the job starting Mon need to get the study done whenever an opportunity arises. None the less a sedate Sat night for sure.

As opposed to my rapscallion brothers, brawling into the wee small hours. Having fun without me the bastards! And I'M supposed to be the reckless one! In fact if we look at the rap sheet, schoolboy tussles aside, there are no documented incidents of PG the Peaceful being involved in any altercations whatsoever.
Meanwhile Jimbob has a long history of getting into pub fights, Maoris in Canberra or Meth Heads in Melbourne it makes little difference to the Terrier from Tarpeena, who takes all comers. Perhaps he should also take boxing lessons.

And its just not a Tony night out that doesn't end up with the fuzz showing in one capacity or another.

Even stately Billbo baggins copped a baggin from his beloved recently due to a night of excess leaving him in the doghouse and in need of hair-of-the-dog.

Daddyo is also reknown for finishing many a dart night with his head on the porcelain telephone to Allah. Nuts, bugs, dogs and pies often cop the blame but never the copius cooperus that he consumes on the night!

Yup. Let's face it. When it comes to the Keenan boys I'm the quiet, responsible, well-behaved one especially since the move to Melbourne. Sedately studying between occasional sips of the scotch thats me. A role model for the ages. A voice of reason. A White Knight.

Peaceful PG Out.

F#king Americans

Isn't it nice to see Yanks protesting in Tiananmen Square while their own government holds thousands indefinitely in concentration camps, complete with torture. And that's just Guantanamo, the darker dealings of Americans in Afghanistan and Iraq remain obscured. No wonder the whole world hates em.

POPGO

Wolf Who?

Oh breaking news Wolfmother are changing their lineup. After so many successful albums. Erm. One. Who fucking cares? Not exactly on the same scale as when Crowded House called it quits is it? Fucking less fuss was made about Motor Ace finishing and they had three albums. Wanker journalists. Wanker band. One trick ponies.

PG Out.

I'm not the Music Man

I've been to a couple of live acts this year and whilst they were enjoyable I've come to reflect that they weren't nearly as enjoyable as a footy match. (Biased cause Geelong keeps a winning but as Tony, Jo and Jim found out even when watching two hopeless teams like Hawthorn v St Kilda I can get a little worked up. :P I lurve the whole competition thing.)

Overall it just ain't worth the deniro, unless it was a case of you weren't doing anything else and were in the mood to go out. But as for going out specifically to see a band, meh.

PG Out.

The Slaughter.....List

Ere I retire I figured I'd introduce you all to the concept of my slaughter list. Its a list of songs that I can competently slaughter on my geeetar.

Knocking on Heaven's Door - Bobby Dylan.
These Days - Powderfinger.
(Except I can't hear the acoustic part during the solo so I have no idea of the strumming pattern of the chords. So I pretend there is no solo. :P I should become an Alex Lloyd fan then I wouldn't have that problem. I could also just learn one of his songs and then I would know em all. Hmmm. )
Skinny Love - Bon Iver.
Spanish Romance Part 1. - Misc Traditional. (They've written a lot of songs. Not a real fan though.)

Songs I'm really good at:
Mary had a little lamb - Mary Moir, PG Version.
The Good the Bad and the Ugly Theme, Part 1.

Perhaps I should release an album?

PG to bed! And Out.

Armidale Adventures

Breaking News
beijingticketing.com is a fraud. As web frauds go they've put a bit o effort into it I'll give them that. In fact the fucking website is easier to navigate then afl.com. Perhaps the afl could hire the webmasters.

In breaking PG News:

I got a job. A big black shiny job. Ahhhh Knowesly. Anyway its a lab tech thang and best of all its 2km away, being just the other side of Monash. My kind of commute. Start Mon 11. Of course thanks to the silly wanker lecturer who has made the res schools 21-24 August this means as usual my Armidale excursion is another unique experience. This time its a flight to Sydney the Wed evening before my res school, calculated to be well after knock off....of a job I haven't even started. THEN its a car (need a car in Armidale anyway) the nice, gentle 500km trip from Syd to Armidale Wed night. Change from a 1600+ km drive from Melbourne I suppose. Normal accomodation this time round with bed and all and walls and the like. EXCEPT reception will be closed when I get there so thats going to be interesting. Perhaps I'll sleep in my car then have a shower when reception opens. Perhaps I'll go to ITD and spend the night kicking the shit out of all the Macs. Who Knows?

Good thing for me I have such a fantastic sense of humour/adventure that I just find it super amazing in what will be 3 residential schools I've yet to do the normal fly, stay in accomodation, fly back routine.

First one I stayed in normal accomodation but drove from Melbourne...the day after Geelong defeated the Pies in the prelim. Second one I did the normal flight but stayed, as you would all recall, in a fucking tent. This time is a hybrid of the two with flights and driving and semi-normal accomodation. Good thing I get my degree this year otherwise who knows how I would have gotten to Armidale if I had another res school next year. Probably hang glide in after sailing up the coast or some such.

Actually.....I will need to show up one more time next year for the graduation ceremony, touch wood. In theory though having parents in tow should make the journey more normal. Then again these are the same parents that managed to get lost on the 200m walk from the train station to Tony's place. Same parents that decided a trip to Darwin in a car with no air conditioner and nothing but corned beef rolls to eat and a single Elton John tape to listen to was a good way to celebrate Dad's 50th. In fact thats a Dad who decided the best use of 10 pounds was a trip to the other side of the world. And a Mum who decided the best pick on the island was a toothless, hairless, drunken pommy maniac......
With a pedigree like that no wonder I always end up in Armidale in the strangest fashion. And I'll be bringing them along for graduation?!!! That could be the strangest yet. BUT THERE WILL BE NO CORNED BEEF ROLLS!!!! :D

PG Out.

I hear ya Dennis.

First of all GO CATTERS! It was a purrrrrrfect game and the best thing about TD is that, during the breaks, one can walk round from one end to the other. From Coventry to Lockett and back or as it were on the night the Stokes end up one side and the Lonergan end up the other. Thus I was always behind Geelong's goals! A good thing too cause there was many of them.

NOW everytime I watch a Cometti commentated game I wince at just how obtuse his co-commentators are. OK he always seems to wind up with the appropiately named Ox (thick as a fucking Mallee bull for sure) making it even worse.

When observering the new player for Port, Farmer, Dennis asked Ox "Where does he come from?" "Could it be?"
The implied joke was does Farmer come from a farm? He actually comes from Craigeburn where there are a number of farms hence the set up. Ox the fuckwit misinterpretated it to a query as to whether Farmer came from the WAFL. Dickhead.

Anyway I got it Dennis.

PG Out.