You Know You Live in the 21st Century when (an Ongong Series)

You know you live in the 21st century when you use your nerd phone (on the next G network) to look up the Butthole Surfers on Wikipedia, whilst a passenger in your girlfriends car... On your way to Kitten Kinder :-)

On the count of three...

1...

2...

3...

NeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeerd!

Seventeen Prawns Later, And The Riga Sprats

My trip to the Preston Market yesterday including picking up 700 grams of tiger prawns for cheap!

We fried 'em tonight in some garlic and chili powder. It turns out that 700 grams is a fuckload of prawns. I've had 17. Now I can't move.

Why 700 grams? Because I didn't want a whole kilo, but I didn't want half a kilo. Ah fuck, don't ask me how my brain works. Because it doesn't.

I also found a deli there that stocks Riga Sprats! vedmajulia put me onto them years ago, they're far nicer than Sardines or other tinned fish.

And in answer to evildoom_bunny's question, Riga is a place in Russia, on the coast of the Baltic Sea, and a Sprat is a kind of Fish!

What the Heck Is that Noise???

We can quite clearly hear the Melbourne Big Day Out from my flat! It's gotta be five kilometres from here, over in Princess Park.

Ok, we can't really hear it that clearly, it sounds like someone next door playing the radio really loud... Enough to maybe make out which band it is.

Damn, I've never been to a BDO, should go next year before I'm too fucking old. evildoom_bunny first went to one it when she was thirteen. Mind you, the line up, every time I've bothered to look, has usually sucked dogs balls. Except for the time Kraftwerk where here, but then I saw them at a side show anyway...

Sleepy time now.