Monday, February 13, 2006

what the hell's a "meme"?

... it sounds like a communicable disease, and really Span should have paid more attention in Health Classes (didn't they teach you that boys are dirty?).

Anyway ...

Four jobs I've had:
  1. Newspaper delivery slave
  2. Cleaning slave (and goddamn some of you people are seriously unclean. Especially doctors for some reason)
  3. Bureaucratic overlord
  4. ... actually, that's it. I guess I tend to stupify easily ...
Four movies I can watch over and over:
  1. Fight Club (Mischief. Mayhem. Soap.)
  2. Miller's Crossing (Up is down, black is white, and nothing is what it seems)
  3. Donnie Darko (the original, not the Director's Cut that completely butchered the soundtrack)
  4. The Thing (Man is the warmest place to hide)
Four places I've lived:
  1. Southside
  2. South-Centralside
  3. Centralside
  4. Westside
Four TV shows I love:
  1. Doctor Who
  2. Firefly
  3. South Park
  4. X-Files
  5. Blake's 7
Four places I've vacationed:
  1. Anaheim
  2. Pauaniu
  3. Pahia
  4. Wellington
Four of my favorite dishes:
  1. Sweet & Sour Pork on fried rice. Except no bastard makes good SSP anymore.
  2. Lamb shanks.
  3. Roast Pork Loin, with the crackling, sans apple sauce.
  4. Garlic Bread. It's not a dish you say? That just shows you lack fucking initiative.

Four sites I visit daily:
  1. YoJoe Forums
  2. Public Address
  3. Snopes
  4. No Right Turn
Four places I would rather be right now:
  1. Ohio
  2. New York (I haven't been to either, but I'm tentatively planning to visit)
  3. Wellington
  4. The bach of the guy who just won Big Wednesday (oooh, that bastard).

2 comments:

The Hand of Morthos said...

If you want glorious Sweet and Sour Pork then Takapuna, North Shore City is the place to go. The Chinese takeaway on the main drag (same block as the Dick Smiths) does the best Sweet and Sour known to this man. I've had flatmates who have travelled across the bridge and back just to eat these precious meats. In fact, just thinking about it makes me want to return home. It's the food I miss; British cuisine (whether local or imported) is so bland as to make the American palette look inspired.

Herr Dummkopf von Kranken-Brainen said...

Good god, give that man a sainthood! Now all I need is a car ...

I have heard many bad things about British food, but surely in a city the size of London there must be soon good places to eat (clarification: I'm assuming you mean eating-out-food; how's the supermarket fare?)