I survived this crazy mosh pit of a show.

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When Jared Leto tells you to get your girlfriend up onto your shoulders, you listen to him ( Read more... )

Tonight Ken and I will be seeing Thirty Seconds to Mars, despite me having never heard any of their music until two hours ago ( Read more... )

I finally got around to seeing King Kong: The Musical last Friday. It was such a hot mess that I'm fairly sure they'll have to rework it if there's any chance it won't be a joke when it hits Broadway.


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I made this into a list because none of the paragraphs made sense together.

1. It's almost too painful to watch the London Olympics, such is my love for the city. It makes me depressed when I think about the fact that it's been more than a year since I was last there. When I'm not trying to convince my boss to contract me out to the hotel project we ( Read more... )

I wrote this exactly a week ago, and it's been sitting in my drafts folder since then. I let it mull about for so long because I couldn't find time to spend two seconds pressing the post button and it's just an odd little blog about nothing.

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I'm wearing flats for the rest of this week because my feet still hurt from the wedding on Saturday. That ( Read more... )

Three reasons why I don't blog regularly anymore:

1. All my photos are on my camera. My camera is at home. I don't live at home anymore ( Read more... )

Extremely belated New York post.
If I don't do this now, I'll probably never get around to it.


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I spent last weekend getting cultured in the arts with a work friend. He’s in charge of taking me to sites, where he tries to explain software programming to me and I look at him with a cynical slash confused grimace on my face. In short, we spend a lot of time in the car driving to places, which equals mandatory bonding time. It reminds me of my ( Read more... )

Yesterday Michelle and I saw Rock of Ages. I remember seeing billboard ads for it in London, but Billy Elliot looked a lot more interesting than seeing people in mullets sing 80s rock ballads. Unfortuantely now that I'm back in Melbourne, where we get three different shows a year, I can't be picky.

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I've never seen a theatre so full of middle- ( Read more... )

If I'd gotten my shit together, this would have been an update of my travel log. As it is, I am nothing but lazy, which is made worse by the fact that every time I hit a lapse in concentration I think about how a month ago I'd already come back from beautiful London. Even the Paris photos are beginning to look appealing because I've started ( Read more... )