This week has been just running down the clock until Uni starts. Not long to go now. Monday brought the final game for the season, with a resounding victory over a solid team (who just happened to be missing 2 people, and had no reserves).
Thursday night turned out a little strange. Starting with Juzz's cameo trival hosting, we annihilated the field, coming a solid second and taking home a case of Coopers. Except that we didn't take it home, we took it to the cricket oval at USNW. Kroch, Poz, J-Bob, Puck and I sat down to consumer our beverages. Suddenly, out of the shadows, people began to appear. In about 20 minutes, we had managed to accumulate a group of about 15 people. Surprisingly, a couple of the random 2nd year guys had 'heard' of JD, so we were forced to spread some rumours about his threesome activities...
We then headed into the party, where much alcohol and free tattooing gave way Poz and I getting gangster tears sprayed onto our cheeks. This proved to be a slight problem for Poz when a group of 50 (or so he says) students began harassing him and were ready to knock him out. Soft as...
Friday night was a night out for my birthday - I had organised a night at the White Horse in Surry Hills and jammed out a couple of emails to some friends. Turned out to be a good night; fair few drinks, good company and a great location meant that fun was had by all. We then moved on to the Courthouse at 12, where Dalts laced me up with doubles of Chartreuse and everyone got hammered. Of the 6 people who stayed til the end, all were feeling very sketchy the next morning.
Saturday was pretty chilled, but I headed over to Alec's to give him some cigars and to bum around. Chilling with a couple of beers with Al and Garvo was nice and relaxing! Then I picked up Pat and drove over to one of his friend's places in Point Piper. Gideon was hosting a mild BBQ, and while I was blatantly the odd man out, I met some interesting people and had a good time. Then back to Al's for more poker, Hennessey XO and Cohiba Esplondidos... good times.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
James over the railing at Talib Kweli
Just whiling away the last couple of weeks of holidays, enjoying the fact that I'm not doing anything of import..
Last Sunday was spent at the SCG, watching the mighty Aussies decimate (yes JD, reduce by a factor of 10) the Sri Lankans - HUGE scores, numerous beers, good times. After the cricket, I headed to the Opera Bar to meet Evan and Monty - both back from travels to the Americas (South and North respectively). Indecision plagued the outcome, but it was good to talk to everyone...
Touch football was a draw, my rock-climbing skills are steadily increasing but the week has been generally quiet.
The Beach Road has become the new haunt for a Wednesday night, though it started innocent enough. A charity advance screening of 'Lord of War', followed by quiet beers downstairs in the garden (til moved on), more beers in the lounge (til moved on), a mammoth round of 4 player Buck Hunter (til moved on) and then upstairs to the d-floor. We met some of J-Bob's school friends, absent from his radar for the last 5 years. JD, never to miss an opportunity, pushed past everyone (with a magnificent display of cock-blocking) to have a crack which, to EVERYONE's surprise, actually yielded some results.
Thursday was my birthday and required minimal drinks at the Sheaf for an hour or two. Friday involved dinner and drinks in Newtown with a small, but delightful, group... A couple more drinks, a swing on the d-floor, the loss of my car keys and I called it a night.
The attached photo relates to Saturday - the 2006 Good Vibrations festival. I worked like a dog selling untold amounts of water, but I managed to get to see a little bit of Talib Kweli - only to find James right at the font. That is him, on someone's shoulders, reaching for the heavens. TK was phenomenal and really got the crowd moving... and while most were disappointed with James Brown's efforts, he was pretty amazing for someone over 100!! (well, almost).
Sunday brought the major semi-final for the A-League comp. Sydney FC vs. Adelaide, watching the game with Pete and two other poms meant that numerous beers were consumed - and I for one was struggling to keep up. Suffice it to say that I think I broke a couple of toes and was in bed by 10:00pm. Good times...
Last Sunday was spent at the SCG, watching the mighty Aussies decimate (yes JD, reduce by a factor of 10) the Sri Lankans - HUGE scores, numerous beers, good times. After the cricket, I headed to the Opera Bar to meet Evan and Monty - both back from travels to the Americas (South and North respectively). Indecision plagued the outcome, but it was good to talk to everyone...
Touch football was a draw, my rock-climbing skills are steadily increasing but the week has been generally quiet.
The Beach Road has become the new haunt for a Wednesday night, though it started innocent enough. A charity advance screening of 'Lord of War', followed by quiet beers downstairs in the garden (til moved on), more beers in the lounge (til moved on), a mammoth round of 4 player Buck Hunter (til moved on) and then upstairs to the d-floor. We met some of J-Bob's school friends, absent from his radar for the last 5 years. JD, never to miss an opportunity, pushed past everyone (with a magnificent display of cock-blocking) to have a crack which, to EVERYONE's surprise, actually yielded some results.
Thursday was my birthday and required minimal drinks at the Sheaf for an hour or two. Friday involved dinner and drinks in Newtown with a small, but delightful, group... A couple more drinks, a swing on the d-floor, the loss of my car keys and I called it a night.
The attached photo relates to Saturday - the 2006 Good Vibrations festival. I worked like a dog selling untold amounts of water, but I managed to get to see a little bit of Talib Kweli - only to find James right at the font. That is him, on someone's shoulders, reaching for the heavens. TK was phenomenal and really got the crowd moving... and while most were disappointed with James Brown's efforts, he was pretty amazing for someone over 100!! (well, almost).
Sunday brought the major semi-final for the A-League comp. Sydney FC vs. Adelaide, watching the game with Pete and two other poms meant that numerous beers were consumed - and I for one was struggling to keep up. Suffice it to say that I think I broke a couple of toes and was in bed by 10:00pm. Good times...
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Weekly check-in...
It seems as though I'm now only able to contribute once a week - not that that is any indication of business on my part. Nothing has really been happening over the last week; in fact, it's been pretty quiet. Our first victory in our touch comp of the season was sweet, indoor rock climbing has become a (minor) passion and is getting somewhat addictive. Also played squash with Alec and Pete two days in row at the end of this week, which proved to be quite the challenge. At least, it left me feeling very sore (well, that's my excuse for my laclustre performance.
Xania, an old friend from Melbourne, came up to Sydney and needed a guide for a couple of days - as always, happy to oblige. Thursday involved a couple of beers at the Sheaf, followed by a trek into the rocks and back to Victoria Room at the Cross. The fact that she was staying with some friends of mine (though none of them had actually met, purely by coincidence) was pretty amazing! In turn, I managed to meet some new people as well, though it was a little random. But a good time was certainly had.
Friday produced dinner at Nove (Woolloomooloo), drinks at the Tilbury (where we bumped into Ollie Birch (randomly) and then off to see Juzz's gig at Mascot. THEN, back to Fringe for a couple of beverages, but an early night was called in when everyone decided they couldn't be stuffed.
Yesterday was spent watching Pete play Sevens at Warriewood, Neilson Park volleyball until well after dark, and then beers, rugby and poker at Alec's. Enjoyment at every turn...
Xania, an old friend from Melbourne, came up to Sydney and needed a guide for a couple of days - as always, happy to oblige. Thursday involved a couple of beers at the Sheaf, followed by a trek into the rocks and back to Victoria Room at the Cross. The fact that she was staying with some friends of mine (though none of them had actually met, purely by coincidence) was pretty amazing! In turn, I managed to meet some new people as well, though it was a little random. But a good time was certainly had.
Friday produced dinner at Nove (Woolloomooloo), drinks at the Tilbury (where we bumped into Ollie Birch (randomly) and then off to see Juzz's gig at Mascot. THEN, back to Fringe for a couple of beverages, but an early night was called in when everyone decided they couldn't be stuffed.
Yesterday was spent watching Pete play Sevens at Warriewood, Neilson Park volleyball until well after dark, and then beers, rugby and poker at Alec's. Enjoyment at every turn...
Sunday, February 05, 2006
A long Saturday night...
Nothing much has been happening event-wise since the BDO - I've been slogging through my pretty shitty AWARD application though I'm not too confident at this point.
However, Friday night was a bit of a rager. Marcus dragged me to the soccer (read: football) which turned out to be a fantastic game. Drizzle marred proceedings somewhat, but Sydney had quite the nail-biter against Adelaide. On the way home, he decided that he wanted to trek to the city to scout out some potential he had his eye on. Turns out we arrived at the Retro Hotel, jamming out some of the best the 80s and early 90s could throw at us. Unfortunately, Marcus was ultimately unsuccessful (the girl managed to pull her two best friends instead - one guy, one girl) but when Juzz, Brad and JD arrived, the party lifted again. Hitting on photographers, building enormous glow bracelet/necklace chains, lying to get into bars (having lost ALL my memberships when they fell out of my wallet!) and being forced to finish at the Slip Inn. Tiring of that, we returned to my house and Juzz, Brad and I had a spontaneous D&M til 4...
Last night was also strange. Starting quite late, at about 10, we headed to Happy Daze (only Juzz can't fucking spell and we were told Happy Days - hence Bobyn and I in indentical jeans and leather jackets; we looked so straight on Oxford St in matching outfits!!) Couple of beverages and some damage on the dance floor, and I decided to move on to the Paddington Inn to meet up with Alec etc. More cheeky drinks and we were moving onto the Cross - Shivs, Scott and I decided that walking was in order but we found a keg to carry with us. I am the world's strongest man, carrying the keg above my head for the entire Cutler Walkway...
Just ended the night at Hampton, sat and drank til 5am... Highlight goes to Garvo, mashed off his brain, slowly carrying a whole tray of beers back (at 4:30am), only to celebrate this achievement by dropping them all... a very broken man indeed.
However, Friday night was a bit of a rager. Marcus dragged me to the soccer (read: football) which turned out to be a fantastic game. Drizzle marred proceedings somewhat, but Sydney had quite the nail-biter against Adelaide. On the way home, he decided that he wanted to trek to the city to scout out some potential he had his eye on. Turns out we arrived at the Retro Hotel, jamming out some of the best the 80s and early 90s could throw at us. Unfortunately, Marcus was ultimately unsuccessful (the girl managed to pull her two best friends instead - one guy, one girl) but when Juzz, Brad and JD arrived, the party lifted again. Hitting on photographers, building enormous glow bracelet/necklace chains, lying to get into bars (having lost ALL my memberships when they fell out of my wallet!) and being forced to finish at the Slip Inn. Tiring of that, we returned to my house and Juzz, Brad and I had a spontaneous D&M til 4...
Last night was also strange. Starting quite late, at about 10, we headed to Happy Daze (only Juzz can't fucking spell and we were told Happy Days - hence Bobyn and I in indentical jeans and leather jackets; we looked so straight on Oxford St in matching outfits!!) Couple of beverages and some damage on the dance floor, and I decided to move on to the Paddington Inn to meet up with Alec etc. More cheeky drinks and we were moving onto the Cross - Shivs, Scott and I decided that walking was in order but we found a keg to carry with us. I am the world's strongest man, carrying the keg above my head for the entire Cutler Walkway...
Just ended the night at Hampton, sat and drank til 5am... Highlight goes to Garvo, mashed off his brain, slowly carrying a whole tray of beers back (at 4:30am), only to celebrate this achievement by dropping them all... a very broken man indeed.
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