Betty versus Veronica

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Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Let's talk about mortality, baby

1/4/2002

How not to have a pathetic funeral. [Serious, this is serious.]

1. Have a family - wife/husband; kids; grandkids; etc.

2. Rich. Be it.

3. Cure cancer or something to that effect, in your chosen field of expertise, whatever.

4. Plan it before the fact.

5.

posted by Martin at 23:04 4 comments

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At 30 November, 2005 23:15, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too many assumptions are made in this list.

Number four is what they refer to in the business as a 'pre-need'. It would assume that you are capable having a decent funeral even if nobody turns up [which is the basis for my definition of a 'not pathetic funeral']. You certainly can't force people to attend when you're dead.

Number one assumes you're not an arse.

Number two: you'd have to really question whether the resulting funeral is 'not pathetic', if you being rich is the sole basis for which people are attending.

 

At 30 November, 2005 23:18, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Of course I would have worded it differently. But then, why bother putting the date on it. I thought it important to not fix the mistakes of the past. Another approach might have been to photograph the page and post that up.

 

At 03 December, 2005 07:08, Blogger Lin said...

Martin!
First. Love the new look. Steve said it was very Martin. I didn't think it was...but still, I like it. So what if it was a rip off.

Second. I have found a new poker group. Played with some of Vincent's high school mates. They play good poker. None of that "raise pre-flop with a 8-2 offsuit" bullshit. Made a $50 profit playing that night. Last 15 minutes, 3 player showdown, blinds inscreased to $2, $4. Adrenaline rush, i tell u.

Maybe I should have put all this in an email instead...hmmm.

3. For the funeral to be less-pathetic, always talk to a close friend about having a specific song sung during your funeral. And make it a happy/touching/packed-full-of-meaning song. Also, call in a band...pipe organs are depressing.(or get that friend to do it for u).
But first, u have to have friends that will genuinely make the effort. If you don't severely piss me off for the remaining one year of our uni life, I will take in requests and personally call up the band for you.

morbid schmorbid.....

 

At 05 December, 2005 23:01, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't want to be a burden.

And, you rock, Lin! Numbered lists are the wave of the future!

 

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Monday, November 21, 2005

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What do you think of the look? There are a few problems/issues, though:

One. Not many people have the font Futura. This website is designed to be viewed in Futura.

Two. I'm ripping people off. Apologies to BK.

Three. I'm thinking of changing the name of the site: Barbara and me. Apologies to T [or should I actually be asking permission? May I?]. I have permission.

Four. It's not finished. It's not exactly how I want it to look. It's almost there, but I need to do some reading on CSS.

Thoughts?

It's about beauty!

posted by Martin at 23:05 4 comments

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At 23 November, 2005 00:19, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm thinking Futura is a difficult font to read for the text. Unfortunately, it is quite a task to find a suitable font that will complement Futura. Garamond was always ugly on screen. Times New Roman is absolutely atrocious. These serifs never translate easily into pixels. Nobody has Univers.

I remembered that there are a few Futura-alikes, so I have included them in the style sheet, so you can get a gist of the site. I can't believe I'm saying this, but, use a Mac, they have Futura installed with the operating system! I'll test it out on a PC tomorrow.

Yay for typography nerdiness!

 

At 25 November, 2005 00:21, Blogger schteve said...

Futura is great!!!
And love the colours, ripping people off is all good, who's to say they were the originators of such design anyway? hehehehe.

 

At 05 December, 2005 22:55, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'll get to showing you where I got the look from.

You will see that I certainly am not the originator, and that I am borrowing heavily from the originator.

I don't know, I could go to everyone's computer and install Futura.

Megalomaniac.

I do acknowledge.

 

At 06 December, 2005 22:23, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Argh!

I just loaded this website on a Windows computer, and it looks all wrong!

Sorry, if you're viewing this website incorrectly. I didn't mean for this to happen.

I wholeheartedly apologise for ugliness.

 

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Friday, November 11, 2005

Nobody does it better

I love how life sucks so much!

You go from being so frustrated with things that you swear, out loud, on the street. A good one was stepping off the escalators to the 'island' of Railway Square. You know people heard you. You, the maniac swearing to yourself.

You go to laughing with a colleague, and being comforted by their words, despite you not being any 'real' friends with them, and despite the words being trifling, and seemingly holding no comfort.

I smiled on the train today. Life sucks, but I smiled. I was happy [am I still happy?]. I wanted to share my happiness.

posted by Martin at 22:01 10 comments

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At 12 November, 2005 10:11, Blogger Lin said...

You mentioned a smile... Are you sure it was a smile, and not a grin? If so, what type of smile? was it a teethy one? Or just a slight turn of the lips?? As in..... :) or :D ?

I so have to get over this...

The last time I grunted and held back a smile on public transport was when I was on the bus passing Oxford Street and there were 2 ladies behind me discussing ways to prevent constipation in Hokkien (the chinese dialect I speak to my parents) at the top of their voices, not thinking anybody could comprehend. The suggestions ranged from tying string around your hands to abstaining from chocolate...

I was purple from laughter supression by the end of it.

 

At 12 November, 2005 10:13, Blogger Lin said...

p.s I love how life sucks so much too. That's why I'm still here after 22 frikin years.

 

At 13 November, 2005 15:51, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't think I've been one to use grins, or use the word 'grin'. It might have been a grin, but I don't refer to it as grinning.

Are you sure you weren't blue?

 

At 13 November, 2005 23:09, Blogger schteve said...

i'm blue for life sucks in one way and delights in another. My parents want me to cut the time in Japan and spend more time with them; I'm looking forward to spending quality time with Hector.

Sometimes I wonder if I can smile and cry at the same time...:')

 

At 15 November, 2005 09:38, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've often smiled and cried at the same time. It's a rarity, but it's happened. It's a great feeling! Sometimes it was out of the disbelief at the impossibility of the situation, other times it was just plain uncontrollable laughter. I've long gotten over laughing in public - we're all maniacs in our own way...

 

At 16 November, 2005 23:16, Blogger schteve said...

ah, but those are happy tears borne out of excessive laughter aren't they?

I've laughed sometimes after I cried in front of someone, out of ridiculousness and the irony. But they really weren't happy laughs in amongst sadness....

Could one think of two opposing emotions and be sad about one thing and happy about the other at the same time? I suck at multitasking so I can't, I'm wondering if anyone else could?

 

At 17 November, 2005 00:18, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm not one to cry, but I recall trying to cheer someone up from their tears. Laughter. But I think the overriding emotion is sadness, so the laughter is fleeting. You can't beat feeling sad. It wins. We lose.

I'm not one to cry, but I recall it as relieving. Always one to hold back. I'm going to seize the opportunity next time.

 

At 17 November, 2005 16:08, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i do both when someone cheers me up from crying. laughter wins in the end, martin.

i gave money to the guitaring black guy in the devonshire street tunnel the other day, he IS good.

 

At 17 November, 2005 23:53, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Have you seen him team up with the Asian guy that smiles a lot? They once did a duet, both singing in perfect harmony and both playing their guitars. When I passed them, they were singing Simon and Garfunkel. It was brilliant. Lit up the tunnel. I smiled.

 

At 19 November, 2005 16:34, Blogger Lin said...

dammit, i'm tempted to visit this tunnel one day just to have a listen. hey, maybe it'll disentangle my brain from all this ductwork....

 

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Sunday, November 06, 2005

Your name in lights

I'm watching Boogie Nights on the telly tonight. It's one of my favourite films. Fucking Roller Girl!

I saw DOOM tonight. It's a crap movie. Made me realise that Aliens is one of my favourite films.

That scene in Boogie Nights where they try to do the drug deal. The most intense scene ever. It's the most hilarious scene ever. The most intensely hilarious scene ever. It's a fitting end to the middle act, the eighties, where everything turns to shit for everyone.

The eighties-est mansion. The huge arse black bodyguard. The guy with the mo in undies and dressing gown. The little Asian guy walking around setting off firecrackers. The three guys flinching to each explosion. "Awesome mixtape #6". Russian roulette. The sports car needing a push start down the hill for our hero Dirk to escape the gunfight.

Sister Christian b/w Jessie's Girl b/w 99 Red Balloons [or the German equivalent]

I downloaded the first two songs just because they're brilliant. Oh, and that silence when the tape changes over to Rick Springfield.

God Only Knows

God only knows what I'd be without you

I've always been looking for the soundtrack for Boogie Nights. I usually don't buy soundtrack albums to films. I've got three/four. I Shot Andy Warhol, where Nate's wife shoots Andy Warhol; just because there's a Pavement song not found elsewhere [turned out to be a great album... shame about the Pavement song]; Grosse Pointe Blank, for its arse-kicking eighties songs; About a Boy, for Badly Drawn Boy's light pop. Oh, and that terrible Wim Wenders film from 2000 doesn't deserve a mention.

Boogie Nights is still on my list.

Does this count as a review?

posted by Martin at 01:47 3 comments

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At 11 November, 2005 00:57, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I enjoyed talking to myself last week. It was quite refreshing.

I don't want to do it too often though. Don't want to make it a 'thing' or something.

What do you think, Martin? Do you believe in me?

Oh, and, why didn't 99 Red Balloons rate any mention. It's gotta be as good, possibly better than bloody Sister Christian[Interrobang]

Steve asked about facial expressions. You haven't responded, like you said you would.

 

At 13 November, 2005 23:01, Blogger schteve said...

what-?

the mention of God Only Knows made me smile~
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Also, I have to ashamedly say that I flicked through Boogie Nights to get the Wahlberg content... have to watch it impartially again next time.

 

At 13 November, 2005 23:45, Anonymous Anonymous said...

God Only Knows is my second favourite Beach Boys song. It's just so pretty. My most favourite of theirs, and also one of my all time favourite songs, is Don't Worry Baby.

Oh, and don't pay any attention to what Martin said above. He was talking to me, not you. His message is somewhat redundant, now.

This is getting confusing, I'll tell him to stop.

 

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