Archive for September 18th, 2005

Schnappi Rebounds

The little crocodile has bitten back, climbing to ninth spot on the ARIA singles chart after getting down to twelve. This is the 11th week in the charts for Schnappi.

Samuel

September 18th, 2005 at 09:14pm

Samuel’s Musician Of The Week

This week the award goes to David Gordon Kirkpatrick AO, better known as Slim Dusty. There are tow songs that always spring to mind for me when I think of Slim Dusty, When The Rain Tumbles Down In July and A Pub With No Beer. I have chosen the latter as the feature song:

Well it’s lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the camp fire at night, Where the wild dingos call
But there’s nothin’ so lonesome dull or so drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

Now the publican’s anxious for the quota to come
There’s a far away look on the face of the bum
The maids got all cranky and and the cooks acting queer
What a terrible place, is a pub with no beer

Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
He presses up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat
But the smile on his face quickly turns to a snear
As the barman says sadly, “The pubs got no beer”

Now there’s a dog on the veranda for his master he waits
But the boss is inside drinkin’ wine with his mates
He hurries for cover and he cringes with fear
It’s no place for a dog, round a pub with no beer

And old Billie the Blacksmith, the first time in his life
Why he’s gone home cold sober to his darling wife
He walks in the kitchen she says your early Bill dear
But then he breaks down and he tells her “The pub’s got no beer”

So it’s lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the camp fire at night, Where the wild dingos call
But there’s nothin’ so lonesome dull or so drear
Than to stand in the bar of that pub with no beer

Incidentally, when Slim Dusty recorded that song in 1957, it was the first Australian single to ever go gold.

Samuel

September 18th, 2005 at 09:10pm

Stupid Chain Emails

One of the things that really annoys me are those chain emails that people insist on sending, most of them involve some weirdo’s philosophy on “How to be happy” and because they base their theories on mystical phenomena, you are often told that “The more people you send this to, the happier you will be” or “The more people you send this to, the sooner you will be happy”.

I don’t mind the occasional jokes and videos that do the rounds, but the ones telling you to pass them on to “all the people in your address book” really really annoy me.

So why am I babbling about this? Because I got one today which is possibly the most ridiculous and stupid waste of time I have ever seen in an email. I’ll quote the main bit of it:

Out of all of the billions of people who live in the world, there has got to be somebody born on each date of the year. We are going to try to accomplish the task of seeing if we can fill the calendar up with a birthday on every day of the year. Add your name, NO LAST names, and your city/prov (or state) next to your birth date to the list below.

What is that going to prove? Absolutely nothing. If you want proof that people are born every day, check the newspaper, every single day most newspapers have a list of notable births, deaths & events. Wikipedia has a list here.

Now, if I knew all the people on the list and I knew at least one person who was born on each day of the year, that would be something, but this list just proves that a bunch of random people who have email access were born on different days of the year…or more to the point, proves that people are very impressionable, and forget that spam is “Unsolicited e-mail, often of a commercial nature, sent indiscriminately to multiple mailing lists, individuals, or newsgroups; junk e-mail.” (Answers.com). This list might not be of a commercial nature, but it is still spam.

Oh, did I mention the title of this nonsense? No? Well, it’s called “365 Birthdays”…yes, that’s right “365 birthdays”. The person who started this nonsense obviously belongs to the group of idiots who don’t know there is an extra day in a leap year.

Now that I’ve vented my spleen, time for some coffee!

Samuel

September 18th, 2005 at 12:24am


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