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Came home after Sunday=Monday at office. Birthday candles, beer, nuts, olives, cheese and crackers – all the goodies dressed in fluffy pink pyjamas. The muffin was big and choco-latey, matey, one of those ones with the big flake in it … except someone nicked it. And ate it. The flake was flogged! And then, as I hoed in to the nuts and beer and cheese and crackers, the birthday burglar mysteriously devoured the rest of the thing. It did look good …

Later, on beer 2, it was lights out, goodnight nurse, bye, bye birdie, hello lampost.
A woman ‘artist’ (julia morrison) talked about counterpoint and letting things, in a sense, start with nothing and bit by bit build up in a multi-genre escapade of mixed varnishes, ink and aluminium, creating unknown tension and direction …

Translated – she used a router and other tools to put holes in stuff. And basically smashing and twisting and staining stuff till it looked ‘arty’.
Funny, when average people smash, twist and stain stuff it’s usually considered crime rather than art, and the perpetrator has an anger management problem.

Such a lot of wank, but rich white people like it I guess, and she’s won the awards … so good luck to her …

She even created shit and gold, a whole series of these things, made of poo and something resembling gold. Everyone talked about the shit but not the gold, she said. And you don’t pay more for the gold than you do for the shit. And the Christchurch art gallery bought one…

If I put a turd and a $1 coin in a jar is that art? And if I showed it to the public?
No, that’s probably back on the crime theme again … And if I tried to sell it, I’m sure it would be endangering public health, or not fit for the purpose intended. Once at my workplace some idiot smeared shit all over the door, while he was certain he was expressing his artistic bent, the cops arrested him.

Ah, but if I paint a bit of wood or canvas with equal parts turd and gold, yes, that’s art! But she cooked the shit, the art critic said, so it’s not shit, and it was safe enough to eat off, but we were emotionally attached to the thought of shit – how powerful this art is!

what an elaborate, ever so sophisticated and nice con.
Art like this is meaningless to me, especially when someone’s stolen my birthday cake.

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One of the biggest footy matches of the year and no-one can see a thing. Didn’t watch it, but glad I didn’t pay for a ticket .. Souper 14 … ha … Crusaders won, but does anyone really care?

Ahoy there …
Yup, last day of the week. Couply brews, nice …
New Zealand lost to Hungary in football … could have won it …couldn’t score in a brothel …

And yet : watch this space, all ye unique visitors, coming to the site soon is a new venture. Yes Ladies and gentlemen, (said in a funny voice) rabies and henchmen, Hades and Betelguese, mull tea media.
Audio first, a little something called spudhead… but you will have to wait.

So clean your ears and prepare …

Sometimes people just don’t get you. Today was a classic … Colleague (loose term) said “You don’t change the Ford logo “. (Rebranding is inmminent, and there is some resistance). I pointed out, in a friendly, non threatening – have a look at this from one car enthusiast to another kind of way – that Ford have changed their logo several times during their history: see this link if you’re interested.
Well, I got slammed. Just being smart, why don’t you come out and say what you mean. Other agression thrown in. Up the line to the bosses…

Well shit. It has to be pointed out, first of all, that this company is not in the league of Ford. Maybe one of the smaller auto makers, like um, that company in Sri Lanka that still makes Morris Minors … google it … you’ll find it.

Second – everyone changes their logos, especially companies that have been around for a while. Look at Shell … Our company’s been around since 1876. Sure there aren’t many like that, but it’s 2006 – it shouldn’t look the same now as it did then.

Third – I understand the argument, but it’s not as simple as saying keep it like it’s always been just because it’s always been that way … Sure, acknowledge history, but history is history … times have changed, The loyalty has gone, the building is empty, too late to go back.

Everything passes, everything changes just do what you think you should do… – Bob Dylan.

The powers that be say change, you change. It’s called being an employee. Don’t fight it Marsha, it’s bigger than both of us …

Yes, I guess that means I work for the man. But so do 99% of the world. In my spare time I dream, and write and sing, and drink and create mayhem and love and live and laugh, but Sunday to Thursday I stare at a screen and create a product so I can keep the roof over the heads of me and my loved ones. It’s a simple equation. Even (especially) when you’re management, you work for the man, Or the woman.