So you thought no-one would post anything after Wedge?
YOU WERE SO WRONG.
I WILL SHOW YOU HOW MANY WRONGS YOU ARE.
What is love? Baby dont hurt me, don't hurt me, no more.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
AWESOME.
Just found out i could actually sign in all along with just my email address, which blogger failed to tell me. This saddens me greatly as many a post has gone unwritten and most importantly unread. Another cool thing i have discovered from this is that i can read all your attempted or unfinished posts! i never knew these existed, and yes I deleted my wrongly named blog 'Lodges undeletable Blog' for this very good reason; I no longer used it, viewed it or did so much as think of it for a long long time, and when i did I felt a lot of shame on my part, leading to the very hard decision of its extermination. Sorry Mangs.
Now let me start by saying that no matter where you are, you cant hide from your heritage, remember this blogspot made you who you are today and you owe blogger the respect it deserves. And dont go saying thats a rediculous exaduration because you're probably right and that helps no one, especially my argument. So where ever you are.. be it Lamester cleaning filters, Coongoorlie learning pyrotechnics, preseason torchure, cooped up in your extremely hot house or room with no or little relief, or even if you're taking some trippin' shit in europe and partying with Scottish log throwers.. you have NO excuse not to contribute to this blog.
So it turns out that wedge was all that we imagined and more. I was surprised how long our conversations involving the topic of shit actually lasted, a good effort everyone. Infact even after wedge when Russ, Sparrow and I went disco dancing at our wonderful Ruby Room, Russ told me he wanted to take a shit on the dance floor. Now this seems extreme i know, we might have even been able to take a photo of it with everyones feet around it, but i dont think he was baking one at the time. But when you think about it, considering Trevvo left a fecal gift in someone's boat, all of a sudden it doesnt sound that bad.
Realistically, we don't actually do anything up in wedge that we can't do in Perth. But as we all know, It, its the vibe the general vibe of the place that makes it special. That, and in wedge, drink driving is legal as well as street drinking, as well as binge drinking in just about any location around wedge. I suppose what I'm leading to is this, wedge wouldn't be wedge without copeous amounts of alcohol, and junk food. And I'm glad, because alcohol brings out the hidden personality in people. i.e. Trevvos abusive debating techniques or Goat mans funny Grud stories. And of course food gives you an excuse to get off your ass, and get it, or cook it, followed by eating it.
Before I continue, I want all of you to know, suduko is no game for the genius and let me stress to you how important it is to be sequential. As I sit hear trying to find the random numbers from 1 to 9 i keep telling myself "be sequential you dumb shit, it says easy under the puzzle, what are you a monkey? START WITH 1 MAN! START WITH 1!" I then continue to look for 7...
Getting bogged on the beach sounds like a pretty common occurance for inexperienced 4 wheel drivers but goat man was persistant that he would make it "yeah man my car will make it, piss easy" he probably never said that but it rings a bell... how wrong he was... This photo demonstrates goat mans failure as a 4wd legend. Now the story behind the picture is that Jism towed goat man out ATLEAST 3 times and we pushed him out a good 2 times. Eventually we found solid ground, but only after goat packed his dacks. To be fair Goat mans car performed better than Jism's and my car on the tracks so we drew even.
So the trip was good, you can't deny it. I first felt for first timers such as Jism and Jane, not knowing what to expect, but I have only had positive feedback and as far as I know there were no cases of cruel initiation or island exile. I remember my debut trip well, early last year I think it was, when we were so much more naive than now. Looking for a meaning to this confusing world... and finding wedge. Anyway i could go on for hours of how we smoked bongs on Height street and danced our way to peace using LSD as our weapon, but it didn't happen. Wedge was good until goat man broke my minibike! only joking I think it was a manufactural malfunction, Dodgy Pipes. It brought a bit of peace to the point, it was bad enough having moto X wankpoofs riding around at 3am, so a small scale atv with a sawn off exhaust would have added to commotion. Anyway we cant Dwell on these things.
Funniest thing I picture when i think of the last wedge trip is Trevvo with a beer in one hand and a snake of all things in the other, doing a Steve Irwin (rest his soul) inpersonation with a pretty big carpet python. Gotta give the bloke credit, it takes balls to pick up a wild snake in a iscolated place like wedge. Anyway the snake eventually made its way to goat mans car, WHILE goatman whatched on filming Travs crazy antics. Trav mearly guided the snake... lol. When trevv uploads the self explanatory footage to youtube I will update!
All in all wedge is fucking awesome. A lot of memories accumulate when I think of it, and they are the ones that really matter. It takes a night on the piss in the Casino, Fremantle, or North bridge to appreciate the vibe of wedge. When you think about it, the materialistic shit in nightclubs or bars are all a brief glance of your youth, and don't compare to the long lasting memories that apply to wedge. So live them up and I hope that one day again we venture north, to live new adventures, perhaps numerous times? time will tell...
Now let me start by saying that no matter where you are, you cant hide from your heritage, remember this blogspot made you who you are today and you owe blogger the respect it deserves. And dont go saying thats a rediculous exaduration because you're probably right and that helps no one, especially my argument. So where ever you are.. be it Lamester cleaning filters, Coongoorlie learning pyrotechnics, preseason torchure, cooped up in your extremely hot house or room with no or little relief, or even if you're taking some trippin' shit in europe and partying with Scottish log throwers.. you have NO excuse not to contribute to this blog.
So it turns out that wedge was all that we imagined and more. I was surprised how long our conversations involving the topic of shit actually lasted, a good effort everyone. Infact even after wedge when Russ, Sparrow and I went disco dancing at our wonderful Ruby Room, Russ told me he wanted to take a shit on the dance floor. Now this seems extreme i know, we might have even been able to take a photo of it with everyones feet around it, but i dont think he was baking one at the time. But when you think about it, considering Trevvo left a fecal gift in someone's boat, all of a sudden it doesnt sound that bad.
Realistically, we don't actually do anything up in wedge that we can't do in Perth. But as we all know, It, its the vibe the general vibe of the place that makes it special. That, and in wedge, drink driving is legal as well as street drinking, as well as binge drinking in just about any location around wedge. I suppose what I'm leading to is this, wedge wouldn't be wedge without copeous amounts of alcohol, and junk food. And I'm glad, because alcohol brings out the hidden personality in people. i.e. Trevvos abusive debating techniques or Goat mans funny Grud stories. And of course food gives you an excuse to get off your ass, and get it, or cook it, followed by eating it.
Before I continue, I want all of you to know, suduko is no game for the genius and let me stress to you how important it is to be sequential. As I sit hear trying to find the random numbers from 1 to 9 i keep telling myself "be sequential you dumb shit, it says easy under the puzzle, what are you a monkey? START WITH 1 MAN! START WITH 1!" I then continue to look for 7...
Getting bogged on the beach sounds like a pretty common occurance for inexperienced 4 wheel drivers but goat man was persistant that he would make it "yeah man my car will make it, piss easy" he probably never said that but it rings a bell... how wrong he was... This photo demonstrates goat mans failure as a 4wd legend. Now the story behind the picture is that Jism towed goat man out ATLEAST 3 times and we pushed him out a good 2 times. Eventually we found solid ground, but only after goat packed his dacks. To be fair Goat mans car performed better than Jism's and my car on the tracks so we drew even.
So the trip was good, you can't deny it. I first felt for first timers such as Jism and Jane, not knowing what to expect, but I have only had positive feedback and as far as I know there were no cases of cruel initiation or island exile. I remember my debut trip well, early last year I think it was, when we were so much more naive than now. Looking for a meaning to this confusing world... and finding wedge. Anyway i could go on for hours of how we smoked bongs on Height street and danced our way to peace using LSD as our weapon, but it didn't happen. Wedge was good until goat man broke my minibike! only joking I think it was a manufactural malfunction, Dodgy Pipes. It brought a bit of peace to the point, it was bad enough having moto X wankpoofs riding around at 3am, so a small scale atv with a sawn off exhaust would have added to commotion. Anyway we cant Dwell on these things.
Funniest thing I picture when i think of the last wedge trip is Trevvo with a beer in one hand and a snake of all things in the other, doing a Steve Irwin (rest his soul) inpersonation with a pretty big carpet python. Gotta give the bloke credit, it takes balls to pick up a wild snake in a iscolated place like wedge. Anyway the snake eventually made its way to goat mans car, WHILE goatman whatched on filming Travs crazy antics. Trav mearly guided the snake... lol. When trevv uploads the self explanatory footage to youtube I will update!
All in all wedge is fucking awesome. A lot of memories accumulate when I think of it, and they are the ones that really matter. It takes a night on the piss in the Casino, Fremantle, or North bridge to appreciate the vibe of wedge. When you think about it, the materialistic shit in nightclubs or bars are all a brief glance of your youth, and don't compare to the long lasting memories that apply to wedge. So live them up and I hope that one day again we venture north, to live new adventures, perhaps numerous times? time will tell...
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