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has tim curry ever worked with tim rice? the thought popped into my spongyhead late this afternoon, while watching my recently acquired “annie” dvd.

(i am in the midst of compiling the index for this soul-destroying directory layout job i’m doing, so every couple of hours i stop looking at the computer screen and go watch tv to refocus my eyes. perhaps this is not what the experts had in mind when they said to take regular breaks and gaze at something in the distance.)

in between singing along to “easy street” and the reprise of “maybe”, it struck me that a partnership between the two tims could be promoted as “curry rice”:

— kare raisu, the rice and curry dish introduced during the meiji period to japan by the british, via india. how could they but succeed? in japan anyway, what with the whole celebrity endorsement thing…

yes, my brain has completely jellified. like a boiled up beef knuckle. next year i’ll become an illustrator again.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 1 November 2003 at 9:04 pm

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about 3am, quite a few hours after a mediocre japanese meal, i awoke with a great thirst. the kind where it’s like your tongue has shrivelled up into the back of your throat. rurg.

these days, things that are good to drink are: condensed milk (in tea — makes the most disconcertingly damp-smelling teas warm and friendly), rose syrup cordial, water, apricot nectar and [ahem] vanilla coke.

the condensed milk and rose syrup came together spectacularly about an hour ago drizzled over cubes of coffee-flavoured jelly, and then topped with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sprinkles.

still, i am lost.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 29 October 2003 at 9:55 pm

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cake story

part of an a.i.m. exchange between twinkies in sydney and new york

astelleronimo: oh bloody bloody bloody. i suppose i should be prepared.
ragingyoghurt: i bought a cake from chinatown…
astelleronimo: as opposed to, aggressive,
astelleronimo: be aggressive, B-E aggressive
ragingyoghurt: donch you want to hear about cake?
astelleronimo: i is cheerleader
astelleronimo: TELL ME ABOUT CAKE!
ragingyoghurt: yah, ok!
astelleronimo: sorry, i got caught up cheering
ragingyoghurt: wait till you hear about the cake
astelleronimo: TELL ME ABOUT THE CAKE
ragingyoghurt: it is the swiss roll kind…
astelleronimo: TELL ME ABOUT THE CAKE
astelleronimo: yum!! swiss roll~!!
ragingyoghurt: except instead of the cake just rolled up on itself…
ragingyoghurt: it was rolled around all these other bits of cake…
astelleronimo: was it a rabbit!!!!!!!!???
astelleronimo: oh, sorry.
astelleronimo: yum, cake! not rabbit!
ragingyoghurt: and the other bits were all different flavas, like strawberry, coffee, pandan and YAM.
astelleronimo: was it multicolored bits of cake? pink and green and brown?
ragingyoghurt: yah. and it was all held together with that nyap nyap cream.
astelleronimo: except i didn’t see the yam coming
astelleronimo: nyap nyap!
ragingyoghurt: yah! all different colours of the rainbow (if rainbow had brown)
astelleronimo: shit rainbow ah!
astelleronimo: how come you could taste the flavors of the bits of cake? they have that here but it is all sponge cake with coloring only
ragingyoghurt: at first i was a bit disappointed…
astelleronimo: or maybe there is just too much crims and i is get distracted
astelleronimo: whas the disappointment?
ragingyoghurt: but then i realised that it was because i wanted the cake to be better than what i expected, when it was actually just what i expected. and then after that it got much better. i think also because i figured out…
ragingyoghurt: that to taste the different flavours i had to eat each colour separately!
ragingyoghurt: the yam tasted of yam!
astelleronimo: LUCCCKKKKYYYYY!!!!!!!

posted by ragingyoghurt on 25 October 2003 at 10:55 am

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i made an interesting discovery yesterday while walking home through the carpark of the local supermarket with a bag of discounted blueberry bagels in my tote.

i was thinking about elliott smith [sigh], and how he was obviously number three, after eddie and evan. maybe even number two, right after eddie (i guess it depends if you’ve just come out of seeing an akward evan dando show — see august 6 entry, below). anyway. it struck me that the top three names on my music list start with “e”. and then you could add eels to the list — the guy’s name even is e.

(the beatles probably come somewhere in that cluster, but for the purpose of this exercise we shall exclude them.)

so. “e”. spooky.
(englebert humperdinck is *not* on the list.)

posted by ragingyoghurt on 24 October 2003 at 10:13 am

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what the fuck!? “elliott smith dies, aged 34“.

also, listen to the elliott smith j-file at
triple j.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 23 October 2003 at 8:55 am

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crap. don’t you hate when your blog server goes down and takes with it a month’s worth of entries? sure, ok, in this case a month’s worth of entries was like, three maybe four, but now, all those memories gone.

my spongehead seems to recall recent developments that might have been catalogued here include: boy moves in, dvd player purchased, spirit crushed by mindless directory layout work. oh! and invaluable webresource discovered here.

i could tell you now that yesterday afternoon as i walked down cleveland street to see “kill bill vol.1” at broadway shoping centre, flies flew around my head, and a stretch of the road smelt of elephant dung, but that might make you wonder if it was actually my head that smelt of elephant dung, and where would that get either of us?

“kill bill vol.1” was surprisingly unannoying, and a fine-looking thing to behold. after, stuck in kmart for an hour, all i came out with were a tube of strawberry exploding candy and a couple of jelly pops. the one pictured above is boo, from monsters inc. her entire face is made from flesh-coloured icing sugar.

and now, i must try and find that bit of code i surfaced recently that gives me links with no underline.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 October 2003 at 9:14 am

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posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 October 2003 at 8:44 am

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having not been swimming since my last day in singapore, back in june —

it was an extremely hot day. matt and nellie and i decided that going to the neighbourhood pool would be better than hanging around the city being taunted by lunatics at the donut shop in town. the bishan pool looked like when the simpsons get a pool in their yard, ergh, kids everywhere, swimming in all directions. we were swimming along the pool floor, testing lung capacity, when nellie surfaced and said, “i think someone poo’d in the pool”. matt obligingly swam off to investigate, returning to say, “i think it *is* poo — i fanned it and it moved and left a brown trail in the water.” speedily we swam, screaming, down to the other end of the pool. we were able to scream because we kept our heads out of the water, but why we were even still *in* the water is something else to ponder. we remained in the pool for another hour until we were wrinkly, scrunching up our faces and making jokes like, “we put the poo in pool!”

— and what with it being the first day of school holidays and all, i was somehat apprehensive about venturing into cook+philip for a swim. would there be pain? and screaming children? yes, but not too much.

i guess the afl grand final, which apparently is quite an important date in the football calendar, kept a lot of people home. and the food and wine fair across the road kept a lot of people standing in queues waiting to be fed. it was 32 laps of near-empty lane pleasure!

swimming makes me hungry.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 27 September 2003 at 4:43 pm

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this from our correspondent in new york:

the national cattlemen’s beef association… is hoping to inject some red meat into the american snack food diet with cheeseburger fries. the fries, which look like a squat version of standard french fries, are made of a meat-and-cheese compound that tastes — as the name suggests — like a cheeseburger. and while the taste is not distinctly beef, biting into one does impart the lingering flavoring of processed cheese.

mmm… fries. read the complete story here.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 24 September 2003 at 7:24 am

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after a day’s delay, breakfast the morning after a magnificent and obscene feast of sushi, sashimi, unadon, agedashi dofu and tempura last night, turned out to be a milky latte (yes, yes, but it really *was* extra milky) and a bowl of sultana-studded couscous, with fruit compote (part of which appeared to be a whole stewed peach), yoghurt and pistachios.

i felt my tastebuds coming alive again.

and then…

sitting in the cafeteria of the city blood bank late in the afternoon, it was a visceral thrill fishing a boiled hotdog out of the brown water in the bain marie, tucking it into a cottony roll and smothering it with ketchup and mustard out of colour coordinated squeezy bottles. the smiling lady behind the counter will make you a strawberry-chocolate milkshake, and you can sit until closing time reading about the worst frocks of 2003.

giving blood and shoping make up a fine post-deadline afternoon, especially when you are shoping with vouchers, and everything is reduced anyway, like two tubs of yoghurt cheese for the price of one, and a blouse the colour of creamed butter. yum.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 19 September 2003 at 9:02 pm

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