i was tossing back a couple onion blooms last night at the outback steakhouse when i ran into my australian mate andrew le guier and he said a bunch of stuff to me about lunch cutters and wee dingo buggers and shit like that i think... i couldn't understand a damn word he was saying:
Austen Tayshus - Australiana 1983
after a few giant cans of fosters the language barrier didn't matter so much, so we ordered another couple onion blooms (for dessert) and a round to wash 'em down, but they had run out of beer! there's really nothing worse than an outback with no beer:
Slim Dusty - Pub With No Beer
and now it's saturday, i'm full of fried onion and i feel like a million bucks! here's a song about saturdays by Melbourne electro-poppers Cut Copy. coincidence? yes.
Cut Copy - Saturdays
on an unrelated note, does anybody else want to F the S out of that little Travelocity gnome?
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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