Sunday, January 25, 2009

coz you're hot then you're cold

Just to put the record straight, the title of this blog is not referring to my love of KP but is how I have summed up goatmans 21st. How could a man that 24 hours earlier had spewed at a family BBQ and done a speech that would have made Mr Blacklock and Martin Luther King proud turn into a reclusive mormon jew on 1 of the most monumental days of his life. Attempts were made to get goat rowdy by spiking his drink but they were wasted efforts. Goat was standing firm on being a pussy and there was nothing we could do. The night was pretty shifty, the fag DJ didnt do a shout out to goat, oompa loompa wasn't there (devs), sully is still as gay as usual, i had a spew and a random dancing midget bloke kept following Dij around. Atleast the taxi driver was funny. Reminded me of Rossi


There's a flood of 21st's at the moment with a couple of rippers just passed. BBQ's with mates and family seems to be the trend but I can see that changing as the Free Spirit doesn't have time for trends. Rumour is that ol Jimmy is already preparing a speech in an attempt to trump the last 2. In my opinion he shouldn't even bother as it will be a mammoth effort to top quotes like these "He is an Aussie Idol" and "Dream keeps me happy on the weekend". Seriously even goats aunties laughed at that 1. Goat then provided some more light entertainment when he decided to crank out the Makers Mark after a 3 year recovery program. Goat couldn't control himself and immediately poured himself a triple shot. Fast Forward a bit and sure enough goat ended up passed out in the shower. Rewind. The ol Goat went for a tactical spew in the garden that turned out to be not so tactical when he fell in it.

Other notable recent events include Diji lighting fires and doing a Connie when he fell off a ladder and kneed himself in the chops, Jas doin the hard yards at work, Lodge working to become more Aussie than Sam Kekovich, Jim sparks racial tension at the Aussie Open, Brother Bird shuts door on possible remarriage to liz, G Money got a 3rd ball duck and the T dawg wrote a blog and almost ended the lives of bird and dij after some questionable driving manoeuvres.

Until next time....

Saturday, January 03, 2009

TURF WARS - Hood Style

For those of you who viewed yesterday's local bush fire and secretly suspected turf wars between rival precincts the Hills and the Hood, then you would of been right. Not really. A rogue gang from Forri started the multiple blazes, that accompanied with suspect tactics by the local Brigade, made for an impressive summer bushie.

I was totally oblivious to the trouble brewing deep within Hood territory on that fateful afternoon of Wednesday the 31st of December (New Years Eve), it wasn't until one of the top Hills officials warned me of the approaching danger and also a carefully planned out course of action which proved to be near fateful.

It all started around 1630 DST, I was preparing myself for a big night of festivities to welcome in the new year. T-Rav called me and informed me of the situation. We headed out and strategically parked at the lookout (Honey Rd). We ventured deep within the Sacred Forest only metres from Hidden Creek. We followed the tracks down the hill to a point overlooking the Seedy Park and the Lesmurdie Falls. At this point we had a clear panoramic view of the magnitude of this beast. There were two fires; one in Seedy Park and the other climbing the hill towards the Goat Farm.



We quickly realised the implications of this second fire and how the lush grass which Goat grazes upon could well be gone by nightfall. Sweat started to drip down my face and the adrenaline kicked in. We took a right and a left and made our way down to ground zero. The fire at Seedy Park had started to calm down thanks to the local fire brigade and the aerial contingent. As we continued down we were in clear view of the fire service and vice versa, only metres from the flames. At this point, something strange happened. T-Rav and I watched as a small burning log was still burning very precariously, untouched. The FB seemed to retreat. T-Rav and I watched as the the second fire on the hills grew with every passing second. The legendary Hercules tried several times to engulf the giant but to no avail.

Several minutes passed as our eyes were fixed to the north, but something wasn't right. The smoke in the surrounding air had increased and so had the crackling of fire. We looked back towards that log...this wasn't good! Only about 15 metres away from us where the smouldering log once was, was now a full-pledged wall of flames. We looked at each other, not knowing what to do. As I looked around to analyze the precarious situation which we were in I noticed a much bigger fire only 50 or so metres away.



We were caged in on both sides by two huge walls of fire. This time we only had two options; run or call out some water pokemon. Unfortunately for us I had already traded my level 42 Blastoise for some shitty sand pokemon. WHAT WAS I THINKING!!! We ran, back up from where we had come down earlier. As we made our way to the track intersection I noticed the fire on the left had made it's way up the hill also and was about to consume one of the tracks.



We contemplated running the other direction into Hills territory but because this was a Hood only affair we took our chances against the smoke dogg. As we legged it along the rocky outcrop we saw the local ranger absolutely gunning it away from the approaching flames. We ran and ran and were seriously close to the flames towards the end but managed to get to Trav's beast in time.

I even jumped on the pushie at 3am in the morning to do some further investigating. After stumbling home from NYE celebrations I rode my bike to check out the fire. It was pretty cool, there were embers everywhere on the hills and looked like something outta LOTR or some shit. The flames were still going down in the Hood and so were the hoses.

DIJI out

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

SPARTANS HOLD

Oh Yeah, that's right. The Smoke-Train is back in town, it's been awhile too. Anyway, in previous years Hills Hood has died away a bit over the summer break, this year looked to be no different until the DIJ stepped in. This smoked up blog will single handedly save HH from seasonal mediocrity, but I must firstly mention how disappointed I still am, that Sparrow opted for his HH blogger license to be terminated. Sparrow's resignation although sudden, was definately not entirely unforseeable. This erratic behaviour is indicative of Sparrow's often unpredictable nature, which has consequently led to the deletion of both MSN and Myspace on multiple occasions, and many other questionable choices made by the Hills original. This being said, Hills Hood will continue strongly into the new year and more than likely prosper once again in the upcoming months. I even believe I have an assignment next semester which requires the creation of a blog (LoL) in such a case I may opt for the easy option and use Hills Hood instead.

What's been happening in the HH you may ask??? Not alot! I have taken an excerpt from Giumelli's prototype sitcom which depicts a lower-class family whom reside in Armadale:
Darrell : Shazza where are my fucking work socks????
Shazza: Look in the fucking laundry ya fat bastard

Darrell : Why are there a pair of clean fucking Versace underpants here?
Shazza: ummmmmmm

Darrell: YOU FUCKING SLUT!!!

Shazza : At least he doesn’t shit his pants like you

(For the full version just ask me)

He also plans to write another sitcom about a guy who gets cut off by an asian driver (LoL).

Back to the HH. I could write a very long blog seeing as I haven't written one for about two months now. To make it easy to follow I will break the remaining blog down into several parts;
- Wedge
- Where are they now?
- Other random shit

Part 1 - Wedge
Wedge was nice and peaceful, apart from some yobbos in a green 4wd. The highlight of my trip was NOT lighting bushfires (I have learnt my lesson) but probably car surfing on Goat's bad boy. Got to be careful about what incriminating evidence I put in this blog. Other points of interest from the trip North include:
- Jism knocking back a carton in a day (Very impressive)
- The team effort to steal Goat's car which was subsequently bogged by Trav in a faraway sand dune
- Sparky finding a rice crop at the Ice Cream Shack
- Goat NOT lashing (Disappointing)
- Sand fly made transition to roof rat
- Sea lion having a few too many exports
- The Wedge Fire Brigade NOT being called to our shack
- Some random dingo hiding in the bush next door

Part 2 - Where are they now?
It is that time of year again where everyone heads their own way.
Ratboy - Back in K-Town for a summer of hard yakka. Is still an alcoholic.
Goatman - Trying not to get fired from another job. Working in Boddington but back for some wild weekends (Please refrain from going to gay bars)
Hagred - Has made the transition from filling potholes to preventing potholes.
Jism - Working like a shy guy. Also planning a huge house party which will likely last several days.
Biggles - Flew across the Tasman yet again for another summer adventure. Finally pulled himself out of the gutter and found himself a job.
Diji - Has been working the fill pretty hard, is still a bit distraught after his idol Connie, blacked out on the top of a ladder (you work out the rest). Has also been getting up to a bit of mischief with Team Bird and Team Cuz.
Sparrow - Has been getting shaky after school. Scored himself a new job.

Others (token characters)
Giumelli - Writing rediculous sitcoms that will never get him a contract. Is now a heavy chain smoker.
Bird - Continually pushing his limits to see how wild he can get before reeled in by his caring mum or maybe even local police.
Sparticus Jnr. - Has reached level 23 and is looking slyer than ever.

Part 3 - Random Shit
This section is for all the other vaguely interesting happenings which never made it into the previous two sections for various reasons. Where too start?
- Sparrow and I are bringing the 'Parkour' scene to Perth after a recent late night sess through the streets of Claremont, where we were likened to the notorious Claremont serial killer (not sure how running can be likened to murder?). The Indian run lasted for a fair while as we made our way from Clubba to the Showgrounds Station where we just made it to the last train outta town. The journey took us down roads, over fences, across bridges and even back in time. We were also confronted by a gang of midgets roaming the streets and many other shady characters. Our second session of Parkour is likely to be soon in the streets near you.

- Bro is having a New Year's Party at his house (thought I would throw it out there)

- I am thinking about going to Malaysia in January/February; was wondering if any of you boys were keen?

Sorry for the lack of visualisations in the blog; didn't have any Wedge pics/vids to put up, probably a good thing for legal reasons.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Wedge

So, with wedge less than one week away, and a fresh word that banyard will not be pulling a shifty and coming up with us, I thought it was time to write my first blog for awhile.

Anyway, with wedge so close, much needs to be discussed, like whos bringing what. Like usual i shall bring the petrol, although i might put a child lock on the can so trav cant pour it straight onto a fire this time. Key items that will need to be supplied include;

1. Gas
2. Tennis Ball Mania
3. Massive Esky
4. Bicycles of the push variety, and possibly mini motor type
5. Drill
6. Tyre Mc Pump
7. Sick Singlets
8. Sandboards
9. Radio transmitter for music
10. pyrotechniques
11. Red cordial n tea towels
12. Cnat think of nething
13. falling asleep

As you can see there are many items of interest to be discussed.

On to other matters,
1. Hood still hold the Scott Diji Cancer trophey, as they rightfully should.
2. HH AGM is this tuesday coming at 19.30 at the one and only hidden creek.
3. Bird and myself have recently purchased BDO tickets
4. Diji will purchase one soon, hell be in for sure (he just wants to see Mr Taylor again).
5. Rise Against are coming to perth, tickets are $67.20. the concert is on the 24th of march, at metro city. I suggest coming.
6. Trav jagged some gnarly pay rise. $10 buck increase wtf seriously. Im very jealous son (ps i love aircon)
7. I have to go to kalgoorlie again, damn black negros
8. Click on the title
9. Bird u better not pussy out of wedge
10. Diji copied darren Glass in an exam today. U better hope he isnt a meathead dij
11. click on title


Im getting rather bored, and the blog is also getting boring. Diji finish nightfill already n come online.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

OK, ALRIGHT, ITS TIME TO BLOG

Yes, it is. With just 17 days until the wedge08 trip and about 2 posts to show for it. I thought I might make it just one more! Honestly this post isn't really about wedge, because generally they are ones with lists of things to take and things to do. Instead I'm going to focus on now, because as they say don't live in the past and definitely don't live in the future. So what will I talk about? How about what is happening in the gang we call Hillshood. What is happening? I really wanna know. I know we've all been ripped off by uni and have no lives right now so I suppose that is one reason why we don't know. I've heard the kalgoorlie duo have been living it up in their post Glandular Fever weeks, which leeds me to believe that nothing will stop travvo from having a cold frosty one. We all love a nice glass of the gold brew every once n a while, infact I try to keep it to 2 nights a week of moderate consumption OR one big night. Keeps me regular you see. And the goat! well the shenanigans that he's been up to lately! Well I wouldn't have a clue but apparently hes got 25 assignments to do and likes wearing bright yellow socks on occasions. Thats about all I know about the Kalgoorlie sector of HH. It has indeed been a long time since the crew has united as one and may well be a considerably long time to come, when everyone has the free time and the will power to get the good old harmless HH fun happening again. This summer coming is promising indeed, at present it's looking to be a wee rippa, so make it count ey.

As for the members residing in Perth, well what can I say about them... I'll go alphabetically to keep it fair. a, B - Biggles! he's not attending the end of year 2008 wedge bash but he will be in our hearts as he loves a good wedge trip. I'm just assuming he loves them because I love them and generally people love wedge so its a good guess. Anyway he's unable to make it due to travel commitments (dogging us) lol jokes, he loves Jane and we respect their LURVE. And instead he's traveling to new zealand to be with the lovely Jane. Whats that? a proposal? I don't think so just yet guys come on now! (although I am taking bets, any takers?) Ok not really! I saw the Big-les at the end of semester bash the other day, he was rowdy as usual, loves a swan draught that bloke, quite the beer connoisseur if you ask me. So that's Biggles, don't we love him, yes. AAAAAND B - BIRD has been invited numerous times to the wedge journey of a lifetime (Every trip is one of those) and it is apparent that he has accepted this invitation. This excites me greatly as there has been little occasions where the bird has run wild with the gang and hopefully release some underlying emotions. We could get emotional, depending on what emotion you're talking about, crying might be out of the question because I don't see and shoulders in the HH clan, we're a tough concealing bunch of creatures and some things need concealing. But anger, Whoh haven't we had some excellent examples of anger over the years, and maybe some more to come?! who knows? you see, emotion, it can be a spontaneous thing. c, d, e, f, g, H....

H - Hagro! Thats me alright. What can I say about me. Things are going extra excellent lately as a scholar. University is shit hard and yet I love it. I've been informed by 3rd and 4th year planners that the 2nd semester of the first year is the hardest semester so YAY for finishing, fuck yes and goddamn I hate how bullshit some units were. The only thing I would like to say about recent happenings is the lack of HH Interaction, Hagro misses the HH gang lots, even though they are just 17 days away, well most of them. So thats good news too I suppose. Just 17 days of which I am extremely ambitious for them to pass, so wedge can commence. Hmm what else, I went clubbing in the mint bar on the weekend and it was tits! I like cocktail bars, they are rather enjoyable, except the seedy cunts who try and rape girls on the dancefloor haha. nah thats the case in every club I suppose. oh and my room smells like shit! so I'm going to go and clean it now so that I can continue the write this blog without passing out from the smell.... Turns out theres a dead rat in here somewhere and Its fucking rank...

i, J - JISM YEEEOOOOOOOW. Lol I remember that was Jism's trademark of leavers 05. And it remains today. I have not heard a thing from the Jis in a looong time. Actually I did we briefly spoke on MSN a week ago, and he claimed to have assignments galor, I think he said. So anyway right now hes probably getting raped by exams too. Poor bloke. But hey I know a good story, Jism told me he n his mates got strippers to his house and had a booze up! haha guess how many mates? I think it was 3, plenty of stripper to go round! So anyway The jism is coming to wedge which I am glad of, it's good fun with the jis there, hes always keen for a drinking game and will drink anyone under the table im sure. I think hes been practicing.

J - Jason Sparrow. The sparrow has been an influential force of the hillshood recently. He has influenced me to consider to return to metro's fremantle! I swore never to return, but apparently they are having good time there so I may go. Big night coming up who ever is keen, Oh yeh Jas! I'm not sure what hes up to. I know hes working at woolworths stacking shelves like one of the slaves we are! It's terrible that one will resort to such a job. I mean as a nightfiller I know what its like, slogging it out for a pittance, putting your heart and soul into a job that only pays for your alcohol on the weekends. Lucky I'm being a dew right now and saving up for a binge. Wedge I mean. Speaking of which, did Jas want to come to wedge!? He didn't answer me last time I asked so I'm not sure. Anyway I'm sure hes doing well.

k, l, m, n, o, p, q, R - Russ! Being mysterious as always. We never know whats happening in the life of Russ, he's always either working, studying, or at the hidden creek. So what does he do in between these major events? I have thought deep and hard as to the possible hobbies and funny things he does during his long day. One would be whatching his giant TV. This is the most plausible option as he does have an extremely large television and a cool setup. Another option is one much like what I have been doing in procrastination. What we do during this terrible habit is beyond explanation. Sometimes I spring clean, sometimes I search for pron, I may go for a trundle to the shops and get my daily dose of baked beans or liquorish. Quite often it is just either eating and sleeping or just doing house jobs, I hope thats what he does anyway. I saw him getting a haircut the other week in the sando shops. I know how important his hair is to him so I will comment on how lovely his combover looked that day haha. But in other news, apparently the russ is studying for exams like the scholar he is. Oh and without doubt this wedge will be interesting because hes bringing his push bike. I might bring mine too actually just for all the hard surfaces, but I can see myself getting caught on the beach somehow. ..

I did the goat and the trevva in the earlier paragraph so I think thats about it.

I had too many coffees tonight. So I think its going to be a late one. Pretty sure this is the longest blog in a while if not in history. Post comments about whats up yall. in your real name haha.

Hags

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Stepping Up to the Plate

After recent talk of the need for a new post it was time for somebody to take the bull by the horns and step up to the plate. Who else better to do it than Hillhood number 1 blogger travvo. There has been a lack of news lately due to copious uni work but luckily its almost all over. This weekend has seen some binge drinking by all HH members in preperation for the northern migration to wedge. Whether it was diji in freo, lodge in a metro cocktail bar, trav n goat in kal or jim at connections(kidding jizz), we were all aclimatising our livers to the hardship of a wedge weekend.

This weekend I did something that I thought only diji was possible of, I was over 3 hours late to a pre planned event. After practically pulling 3 all nighters in a row or somethin rediculous I thought I'd get a quick nap before the ball that started at 6.30. So at about 4.30 i fell asleep, next thing I wake up at 9.30 with JB smashing on my door. "WAKE UP YA JEW" he yelled. Anyway I had a mild case of morning glory or should I say night glory and got out of bed. As I stood up I heard JB yelling " hahaha ur flying at half mast". The rat was peaking through a little gap in my door, a sly move that goat must have taught him. Anyway I get to the ball and the foods all gone, all the good booze is gone and every1 is pissed as, even goat looks pretty dandy. I decided to catch up my drinking a bottle of wine and some udl's. Anyway as things were wrapping up some dude that organized it tried to kick me out so I gave him a mouthful calling him a fat cunt ( which he is). At this stage a first year from my hall comes over n tries to kick me out ( i think). At this stage its a bit of a blurr but we got back to the hall where i confronted the 1st yr and abused the shit out of him. Now this said first year is a closet homo and I gave him a spraying about how he likes dick and jb and goat restrained me from attacking him. Can't remember anything about the rest of the night but i didnt get out of bed til 6pm saturday so must have stayed out late.

The next part of the story heads to Perth where the gang went to freo on saturday night. Now diji isn't one for moderation. His motto in life is "go hard or go home" and home he went after voluntarily kicking himself out of metros. But he went home after he went hard so i guess his motto doesnt really apply to this story. Apparently he spent 120 bucks on piss and was shouted 2 midori shakers so wasn't a bad effort. Diji's other motto is to exploit his parents generosity so he got his dad to pick him up at 2am while jas n kiel were too busy doin the lure n hook.

No other major events are worth discussing so ill leave it there.

travvo
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