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"Better in that way, we are a lot staying in calm!"
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hey so someone linked to a picture from my blog for their background image. i replaced it with this snazzy moustache. i think their page looks much better now.

update: alas, they've removed my phreshly chosen background picture.
The mo, half awake with one eye open, scans his phone. Then: out the door in K64Gli secret pants. These bad boys can't be seen when moving.
snapshot: a girl with a blue cape, straw sombrero and dark, thick, fake moustache riding her bike down Smith St.
JP's finely tuned kebab nose can smell a discarded fifth from hundreds of metres away on his morning walks. Dog bless this neighbourhood of bars, nightclubs and 24/7 kebab shops, he says.

In other news, Long Haul, the spider in our corridor, crawled into the elevator today. We suspect he has a day job.
I spilt wine on my new macbook. then:
  • panicked
  • soaked up the liquid with paper towels
  • left macbook upside-down to dry
  • tried turning it on each day, but it didn't work again until after 2 days
  • followed an ifixit tutorial to take macbook apart to clean inside
  • followed a flickr tutorial to clean the keyboard/under the keys
  • broke a scissor component while cleaning
  • travelled long & far to apple store genius bar
  • genius replaced the broken scissor
  • some keys are still a bit sticky and dumb but
  • hey at least it works
  • the end.

if i were president: george watsky, slam poet