There are a lot of songs that talk about love. Why do none of them mention things like the environment, or the government’s habit of overspending when it comes to railway crossings? All of them valid topics to bring up in a way that will be conveyed to millions across the globe, but all the popular singers focus on love. You’d think it was really important, or something. How silly.
If I had my way, all the popular singers would sing about the importance of good home maintenance. So you’d have the latest teen heartthrob releasing a hit single about how Melbourne has gutter cleaning needs that need to be met, and the whole thing will be imploring listeners to take up arms and get their gutters cleaned. Because if gutters aren’t cleaned…it can lead to fire. True story, it happened to my mother that one time, no lie. Oh, and they could also throw in something about roof maintenance, because we all know how bad pop stars are at things like that. Maybe they can finally be the ones taking the hint. But somehow, I doubt it…
And what else? Well, the roof repair thing IS pretty important, so you wouldn’t want to dilute that message. But otherwise, I’d like to see them tackle artificial sweeteners. Yeah, let’s have a song about how artificial sweeteners are better for you than sugar sticks, but potentially much worse for the environment. It’s an important message that’s getting lost in today’s health-obsessed culture. We need to care for the environment, THEN our health. It’s the only way. The way to peace and freedom. Now why can’t people just sing about songs that matter?
There’s a singer I really like, Taiga Claw. He has a history of breaking the rules- I bet he’d consider a song about Melbourne’s leaking roof repair. I’ll send him a tweet.
-Aaron
Statistically speaking, there are enough trees in the world to process our oxygen needs for a number of years…though it remains to be seen if population growth will affect that figure. Personally, I think it’s time to cull the trees that aren’t doing us good, and plant new ones in their place. It’s the only way to sustainable growth.
I remember watching a movie where people turned into bears. It wasn’t really a bad thing, because they all learned life lessons about how to take care of nature, get along with their family members and each other, and then they all end up living happily ever after with a new understanding of the world. So yeah, very nice. I remember that one in particular because it gave me nightmares. In fact, a lot of movies gave me nightmares. Everything, in fact, gives me nightmares. It’s a serious problem.
Ah yes. The New Year. I know it’s really,
I don’t really have relatives in Sydney. I really don’t, and I barely know anyone there either, and I feel really really bad about lying but I had to have a reason! I couldn’t tell Nic that I just wanted to go up there to BE with him, that’d be silly, right, RIGHT? I’m such a mess. He’ll be off at his
I’ve been called Amish, I’ve been labelled a ‘Luddite’…but it’s not my fault. With the way they’re bringing out a new phone every second day, I can’t be expected to keep up. I’m just a vocal person, and I’ll vocalise whatever I like.
Today Mads called me and said she needed someone with “my expertise” to come over and help her out. Now that’s an almost word-for-word quote, which I just wanted to write down before I completely forget, because to say I was confused after hearing that would be a giant understatement. My expertise? I don’t have any expertise (unless you count making coffee and dealing with rude customers) and her tone was kind of freaking me out. She sounded completely panicked.
Screw it, I’m just gonna be upfront about this whole thing and issue a bit of a disclaimer: I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I’m not my usual chirpy self, I’m sorry that I’m about to drop a huge downer on you, oh reader, because today has been depressing and there’s no way I can write an honest article and neglect to mention that my crazy Auntie Dora has died.
get me wrong, I love where I work, but sometimes it can be a real pain. Take yesterday, for example. My boss, who owns the cafe, is kind of what you’d call … relaxed? Yeah, no, I can’t bring myself to lie like that. He’s not relaxed.. He’s a strange guy and it’s a wonder why he ever got involved in running a small business. I think it was bequeathed to him or something. It doesn’t really matter, the point is, he’s so lazy that today he asked if I know anyone who makes
I think my latest money-making time-saving scheme may be pushing me over the edge, but, as always, my sense of pride is not letting me drop it and move on. With the uni break underway, I decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea to look for another job. You know, get some money on the side, save up for going away at the end of next year, that kind of thing. Since I love working at the coffee shop I decided to only look for casual things, so they wouldn’t interfere with what I’m doing at the moment. Just trying to keep my priorities straight. Well, turns out that working more than one job is