February 20, 2005

Random Sunday Afternoon Thoughts

I’ve been a bit lazy, haven’t I? No updates all weekend, and Friday’s post was simply a quick rehash of an office email. I’m sorry, gang - can you ever forgive me? Truth is, I’ve been a little distracted - not by anything important mind you - it’s just that I’ve had the attention span of a goldfish for the past few days. To make up for it, I’ll share a few Random Sunday Afternoon Thoughts with you, eh?

Firstly, allow me to declare my complete and utter horror at the official announcement that infamous radio cock-bucket Kyle Sandilands is going to replace Dicko on Australian Idol. Executive producer for the show Stephen Tate has said “We left no stone unturned and looked internationally to find our new judge” so it boggles the mind that after a world-wide search, Kyle Fucking Sandilands is the best they could come up with. While I hope time proves me wrong, I am fearful that a demonic trio like Mark Holden, Marcia Hines and Mr Sandilands himself might be too much for my sensitive self to handle, and I’ll be forced to abandon the idea of an Idol III blog in order to preserve my sanity.

Speaking of abandoning blogs, some of you might have noticed that our X-Factor blog has been deserted - and we ditched it after only one episode! We couldn’t even be bothered putting the banner on the front page! Truth be told, I really didn’t enjoy the first episode, and ausculture.com is not the sort of site which enjoys loathing things for the sake of loathing things. It’s a waste of our time and yours, kiddies. Iggy Forbes was completely right when he pointed out our daftness in this post’s comments. We’re lovers, not haters - so please forgive us for abandoning our mini-blog for The X Factor and understand why we had to. If it gets any better, we might do a post or two on the main blog about it but until then, I’m walking away from the troubles in my life, Craig David style. Shame though - I really did like the banner Housemate Steve helped me make.

So, what else is there?

Blogging comrade Darp Hau’s Nazi-hunting has continued, and most recently he lambasted the illiterate slit-cheese behind New Zealand’s National Front aka Ugly Fat Guys Who Blame Their Shrivelled Penises & Dismal Sex Lives On Other Races. Bless! In response, the attractive white power gang decided some misspelled accusations along the lines of Darp’s A Pedo! were in order. This, from the peeps trying to get hot young disaffected boys in military gear for camping trips and Nazi funtimes! Read the entire saga over at Darp’s. I’m sure ausculture.com readers don’t need me to point out that racism is not cool and recruiting kids in order to fill their minds with hateful crap is fucked up since anyone with HALF A FUCKING BRAIN can work that out for themselves. And you guys are pretty sexy and smart, which is why Patrick and I heart you oh so very much. But pointless as it may be, we’d like to publicly throw our not-so-weighty-more-festively-plump support behind Darp and his crusade. I hope you folks reading this will do the same.

Finally, has anyone picked up on my not-so-subtle attempts to kick start some new abusive slang? It started with flap-rash and this post contains the terms cock-bucket AND slit-cheese. My housemates and I are trying to come up with more, but in the meantime, feel free to use them (and make sure you mention how sexy ausculture.com is too).

Let’s talk more Monday. xxx

PS: Happy Birthday Jellyfish!

Posted by Jess at February 20, 2005 06:17 PM
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