Sonuku, Alistair Munnings » Pub Crawl

Ugly mode

sonuku — Mon, 06 Aug 2007 10:06:59 +0000

Cameras are awesome fun~
Took some shitty photos of people on the weekend, with the intention of making them look shit.

Also got into another arts and crafts mood, and made some pirate hats! I need to make myself another cardboard robot suit soon… Maybe next weekend…

What else… Watched some good movies other last few days… I recommend:

Shinobi – Heart Under Blade
Its basically about two warring shinobi clans in the 16th century Japan, and its got some kickass fight scenes, not ultra violence, but a pretty powerful story.

Old Boy
A South Korean -ultra violence- psy thriller, fucking mindfuck ending, WELL worth watching… If i say anymore I’ll giuve the ending away, but there is some AWESOME fight scenes, and a heap of blood.

and the other one I watched last night was…

A Bittersweet Life
Not nearly as violent or as fast as Old Boy, but still graphic, alot of blood at the end, and a pretty intense fight scene in the middle.

If you like subtitled movies (like me) watch these trailers, and get a hold of these movies any way you can!

Cardboard dreamer

sonuku — Sat, 21 Apr 2007 02:07:48 +0000

I had a vision, that people could wear cardboard boxes as a battlesuit, and be socially acceptable. On Friday 13th, we had a “fancy dress” party at Lyle and Dans house My original outfit was something like a bad hat and a bathrobe, but Lyles girlfeidn fucking stole my idea! AND she had a toy gollywog to match.

Screwed if I’m going to be outdone! So I raided their garage, found some cardboard, and made myself a 1980s realistic robot suit, complete with emotions and nipples.

OOOOO yeah!
I also sorted out that gollywog doll, noosed!

So anyway, playing pool / dancing in a bar at 2am dressed as a robot, while people around you are dressed up as gangsters and ninjas and samurai, is pretty damn entertaining~! There is more photos out there probably, but they are hard to track down. Camera phones blur alot at night, and people just deleted them

Not really an update

sonuku — Wed, 08 Nov 2006 05:04:03 +0000

Haven’t written on this piece of shit for like a couple of weeks now, so I figure I’d just start typing and explaining stuff about things and other stuff thats happened. OK, so, fading back into the hazy alcohol effected visions that my brain can summon…

Oktoberfest. Group of abouit 8 of us went to the racecource wher ethe Oktoberfest was being held at around midday… Turns out we got well drunk and fat on various foods, and I’ve decided to buy myself a Scottish flag… Pretty awesome time singing and making dorks out of ourself, but eventually the sun went to sleep, and the bogans came out to play…

Now, I’m not usually phased by “other” drunk people, but at Oktoberfest, I have never had a good expierience after about 7pm… People just get violent when it gets dark. So we hopped a taxi into the city. Dan and I still wearing flags on our backs, and me with some stupid glowing cowboy hat thing… Yeah… Don’t ask.

After getting quickly thrown out of the bar for wearing said flag, it turned into a usual city night, nothing amazing, excpet I forgot how much money I had on me, and ended up walking home… Which took about 3 hours.

My computer monitor (22″ CRT) decided to fuck out on me, and now has next to zero contrast. Fail and lose. Only have 2 monitors left Oh, and no real news updates on when I’m finally going to get overseas, turns out there is some issues surrounding banks and the Venture Capital group, and they won’t release funding until it’s resolved, so basically, I’m getting paid to sit on my hands at the moment.

Aside from all that, life has been pretty uneventful, going to see the PM’s XI cricket team on Friday. That should be awesome. Will probably have some photos or something to share on Saturday.

Serb Superstars

sonuku — Fri, 13 Oct 2006 03:21:24 +0000

Pretty quick entry here,
Last night Lyle and I were walking from Civic Pub to get a kabab, and decided on the way to take a detour to the skatepark to take a look at the grafitti. Turns out after the skatepark, we had no fkn idea how to get back to the kabab store >_< After walking around for about 2 minutes, we can see the road we needed to be on, but there was a construction site that lengths for about 4 blocks in the way.

We skip the fence, and start walking through the site, when all of a sudden BAM! I take a couple of punches to the kidneys, and there is some wannabe cop security guard holding me by the throat. He asks for ID, I tell him to get fucked, he has no right etc etc, so he calls the cops.

Whilst waiting for the cops, the security guard was starting to get second thoughts around the time when I started to point out that equal force is not punching me in the kidneys when I’m just walking along, then he makes some shit up like “Wheres your bruises then?”… Well, today i have a nice bruise down the side of my neck, so maybe thats what he was talking about.

Blegh, anyway, cops turn up, have a talk to Lyle and I about why teh fuck we were there, then we get told to piss off. This all took about 30 minutes, awesome, so walking away from the construction site, and blowing the security guard a kiss, we went to get out kabab…

FKN KABAB SHOP WAS CLOSED
CHICKEN PLACE WAS CLOSED
TOAST WAS CLOSED

NOOoooooo.

The end.

Yarrrrrgh

sonuku — Fri, 29 Sep 2006 03:32:01 +0000

Aha, so Thursday turned into it’s usual hanging around in a bar talking shit and listening to people on guitars. Well, in a flash of inspiration, I saw a newspaper, and decided to make some pirate hats for Myself and Lyle… About 2 minutes of jealous onlookers, at how kicking radical we were in our hats, basically everyone except one jerk who was playing the “I’m too cool for you pirate hat” angle, to impress his girlfriend, who was probably talking to us more than him. People started to come up to us and ask for hats… Wtf I thought. Sharing is caring.
ANYWAY! Photos.

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Was quite entertaining when everyone is wearing your creation, and the guy playing guitar on stage is yelling at you via the microphone, because he wants a hat. Ahahhah. By the end of the night, my hands were covered in newspaper ink, and I had made about 10 new friends.

Photographic Evidence

sonuku — Mon, 25 Sep 2006 02:26:53 +0000

I present to you more useless photos and adventures from in and around the city of Canberra.

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Ok, some bad photos, kind of hard to explain in non point form just what the hell happened this weekend, but the jist of it is: Got fkn trashed, climbed on stuff, met up with randoms I haven’t seen in years, made out with a sassy black woman, who lyle then dropped off a chair, and gave her concussion (smoooooth), ate too many kababs, lost my pants to a statue of a sheep (photos withheld), then did it all again saturday!

Special mention goes to Lyle for falling off every obsticle in his path. Whinger Dan for punching me in the forehead, and the busload of tourists @ 7am for letting me show them my nipples. Oh god, everything on my body hurts now.

Dodgey Photos

sonuku — Mon, 11 Sep 2006 13:19:56 +0000

Ok, I managed to abuse Dan enough to get him to send me some photos, and found a bad video of me dancing in a carpark. It looks like Dan’s camera puts some dodgey night filter on everything, which in turn leads to pixilation and “scratchy” images.

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Which has at least opened my eyes when I go and get mine in a couple of weeks, make sure it has a good flash, not a “light”, because the exposure time on the crap light ones makes the picture blur, and the lens take in weird amounts of light.

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Fun! No idea when this video was taken, I think it was taken at the same time as the secrets thing, but I thought I would share it. Because, hey, movies are fun.

The BBQ was kind of a failure to be honest Ended up being windy as hell and freezing, so we just headed inside, watched all 4 of my football teams lose, one after another, then went into the city.

Bogan river

sonuku — Sat, 02 Sep 2006 12:06:52 +0000

After a Friday night at the Tradies, getting back-handed in the face by Rummy, bleeding all over everything – making a scene, and sleeping in my car, the 10am carbon monoxide laced morning air was too sweet to ignore. Bracing myself for the sunlight that was going to burn my retna as soon as I drove out from the warm three level concrete security blanket, I remembered today was Saturday! Winner!

We had arranged a BBQ down at the river! Fuck we’re bogans. BBQ, creek, beer, assorted meats. I minced my way over to home, quick shower and change of shirt/socks, and made my way over to Lyles. Ignoring the fact that I’m almost broke from the quiet Friday beers that turned into the “Hit in the face by an angry man two times my size”, the two of us made our way over to Belconnen markets to get some food.

Now, Curwood’s girlfriend from America is kind of sheltered when it comes to food. Lyle and I figured we’d introduce her to some kangaroo steaks and sausages. Needles to say, they look AND smell, fucking horrible. But taste OK I guess.

After some quick introductions and chewing the fat in a carpark, headed off down to the Cotter (that’s the name of said shit river). Played some football, cricket, many frisbee throwing (successfully hitting Dan in the head more than once) and cooked the food. Nothing really exciting, everyone just chilled, had some beers, and had a damn fine spring afternoon in the sun.

Pegleg pirate Justin and Kate came along! OMG! Havent seen these two in like two years. Nothings changed tho, his “Chankles” are all broken and in plaster, but thats about it. And I’m so going to steal Kate and hide her in my basement. Stockholm syndrome anyone?

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Few people have camera phones, but, seeing as I’m not on my new wage until September, I’m still shit, and have no camera. If anyone has more photos, plz giv k guy. Whoever was there, thanks for the pro afternoon, and Lyle-I’ve changed my mind whilst writing this, I’m never eating kangaroo again, it’s like fkn rabbit or something, tastes like oil and sawdust.

Quiet Thursday beers

sonuku — Fri, 01 Sep 2006 03:03:18 +0000

Pot-belly, the finest pub that Canberra has to offer, especially when just Lyle, myself and some dude playing guitar on stage are the only people inside it. Things started going downhill around the 5th or 6th beer, when we began screaming the lyrics to “Am I not pretty enough?” by Kasey Chambers over the top of the dude trying to sing… He couldn’t even play Better Man, I mean, whats a man have to do to hear some Better Man?

The tradition of better man started in the Pheonix bar, where we yelled “PLAY BETTER MAN” at the end of every song the band was playing, and when they DID play it… “Booooo”. Since that night, every live band I see gets a heckling.

Down to business, the quiet 3 beers planned had rolled into 10 quite quickly, the bar was empty except for lyle and myself, yelling at this singer, calling his mum names etc, better head off to play some pool in the city.

We rock up to Toast, and after some negotiating, get inside on a discount cover charge, and head to the pool tables. Lyle has decided that he needs to go to the bathroom, and comes back 10 minutes later wiping his mouth… Suspicious to say the least… Either he has thrown up, or just had “a good time”, I offer him some of the cheese flavoured chips I had bought, he grabs one, puts it in his mouth, then… 3, 2, 1, sprints back to the bathroom.

During this entire time, we had been playing a game of pool, and inbetween his fall from grace, he had somehow beaten me. Some girl with hair that looked like a cooked casserol moved closer to the table, and we decided to leave to get some food.

In conclusion, today I have a headache, Lyle is on MSN typing about his shakey hands, and my clothes smell like a chicken cooked in an ashtray.

Looking forward to the weekend!