Tuesday, 22 May 2007

We think it's a pencil sharpener

This may be the first installment in an upcoming series on the crazy shit offered to us by Major League Baseball.

Due to some sort of copyright issues, we aren't allowed to watch American commercials during breaks in the baseball. So we get tossed a random assortment of crap instead.

First it was a weird combination between Pong and slow out-of-focus pans of a baseball stadium.

Then we had the baseball pac-man - entertaining for the first five minutes - then you realize that it's the exact same pattern over and over and over and over again. And that the person who is "controlling" Pac-Man/Mr. Baseball Head is a drooling idiot.

Over the weekend we got this:

This image stares at you for about four minutes and then you go back to the game.

I don't know what else to say.

Monday, 21 May 2007

this one's for moiz

Monntag = Monday

This would have been a fantastic show.

We bought tickets months in advance.

While we were eating breakfast on Tuesday, all we could talk about was excited we were for the concert that night.


But hey, it wasn't as bad as booking plane tickets for the wrong week in March.

Just saying.

party of one

we now have a blog roll- if indeed one link can be considered roll-like in nature

and it'll lead you to this guy:

ladies, this is alex- he's single (i think), smart and would look great with a mullet

and i get the feeling he will kick my arse for this later

Sunday, 6 May 2007

The Way We Were

These pictures were all taken at Kate's old flat as we were getting ready to leave. It was the middle of winter; we were cold, overwhelmed, and slightly dispirited by the whole moving process. Of course, looking back now, it was all worth it because our new place is super kewl.

Before contemplating the chaos that was the old apartment, jeff needs to put on his thinking cap.

kate unscrews coat rack #1

jeff sneaks in some quality polar bear time

Wednesday, 2 May 2007

Pork Burgers Here We Come!!

Behold our lovely new grill.

We will teach the germans how to make hamburgers.

An Australian will teach an American how to roast lamb choppies.

And our neighbors may call the cops because of the smoke belching forth from our balcony.