Sunday, July 13, 2008

Winter hits Ballarat and we crack the SADS

Seasonal Affected Disorder. The feeling that winter has gone on for long e-fucking-nough. It's hit Ballarat. And I shit ye not - a bomb has just gone off in the carpark not far from the Hamburger Cart. That's how shitful Ballarat is at the moment with this cold weather.

In tribute, the Show With No Name is back on the interwebs. From Redan to Sebastopol. From Alfredton to Golden Point. Ballarat's biggest little blurters of the truth on a transmitter you can't hear...

Friday, July 4, 2008

Happy 4th of July

Today, someone asked me what's good about America. Y'know, bein' fourth of July and all.
Pictures speak louder than words. First, the insanely good:

Then the howlingly good:

And the ridiculously good:

And the bad? Hmm. There's the obviously bad.

The just plain bad.

And the really, really bad.

Send in the clowns. Norman, bless America, please: