Now that the University of Oxford has dropped the Oxford comma from their style guide, I shall henceforth call it the Awesome comma and continue to use it AS MUCH AS I LIKE.
At a weird party in Fitzroy North.
There is no music.
Thom is drinking wine out of a can.
I am confused.
Picked up a prescription from the Elizabeth St Pharmacy today.
The paper bag was so big that I could’ve stuck a celery and a French stick in it and made it a ‘just been to the supermarket’ prop in a really crap movie.
I don’t know if I’m mad or just impressed.
Hey, it’s more Walking Dead.
No, it’s Sarah Palin’s Alaska.
” —Andy and Thom, discussing the big issues.Parklife 2011, I am going to put my mouth on your mouth. I’m going to give you my gift. I’m going to touch your swimsuit area. And a whole other bunch of 30 Rock euphemisms for sex.
Because you are awesome.
The Streets. Lykke Li. Simian Mobile Disco. Diplo. Death From Above 1979. Digitalism. Katy B. Santigold. Nero. Sebastian. Mstrkrft. And so on and so forth.
Delicious. Let festival season 2011/2012 begin.
Rail protest thwarted by cancelled trains
This is how Australia does irony.
(via isay)
For reasons not yet clear to me, I really enjoy referring to Craig on Masterchef as ‘Craig 43 Professional Musician’.
My friend Chris saw me using a payphone on Swanston St and asked me if it was something totally edgy and cool that hipsters are doing now. You know - a total backlash to technology. The Lomo of phones, if you will.
I had to tell him that I actually just forgot to pay my phone bill again.
Bimbo’s now does gluten-free pizza for a mere $2 extra.
I am so happy. I might even cry.
Come on - have you looked at J Wow’s boobs? I wanna motorboat that ALL DAY LONG.
Hi, Tumblr! Long time, no see - amirite??
After moving house to the lovely Fitzroy North two weeks ago, we finally got the Internet connected. GOSH. So after weeks of silence, expect more banal attempts at wit and wonderment from Eye on Melbourne.
You know you missed me.
xoxo
