Happy Eas...Oh Wait

And Today's Theme Song Is...

Sorry, given today's travel plans I just can't get this one out of my head.

Quieter Than Usual

Off on another holiday again, because life is tough like that.

I'm heading straight out to Brittany when I get to France, which is a damn shame considering I wouldn't mind living in Paris, and yet I'll only be there for about an hour to catch a train tomorrow. The itinerary also includes Berlin, London, and even Hong Kong, because it's not a vacation until you've been a complete dick on at least two continents before heading home.

In any case, blog posts are likely to be few and far between, so either read up on the classics (I often love to remember what a drunken moron I was back in the day) or just come back in a few weeks when I'm back home and partially sobered up.

Clearly Idiots Have No Trouble Finding Jobs

It amazes me that in times of such high unemployment in the developed countries of the world, that I can still come across really stupid shit like this:

I mean seriously, what is that first character? An 'x'? An upside down 'y'? Perhaps something borrowed from Ancient Greek.

In any case, I want this person fired. Immediately.

It's Hard Being Popular

This week is stressing me out. Once again, nothing work related. It's just the fact that some 8 people I know have birthdays this week, which leads to a lot of dinners, lunches, drinks, and parties for people aged anywhere between 1 and 60. (According to Facebook I actually have about 23 "friends" who have birthdays this week, but I suppose that sort of thing isn't so unlikely to happen when I accept friend requests from people I haven't seen or talked to since I was five foot seven and didn't see anything wrong with wearing black tapered jeans in broad daylight.)

In the end it's great to see everyone and be social. But even if I look like I'm chatting and dancing and having a great time, please be aware that an unusual amount of my consciousness is really just wondering what the hell it is about June and July that apparently makes so many people want to have unprotected sex.

A Broken Man

My weekend wasn't that crazy or anything, just busy and involving a decent amount of drinking and not nearly enough sleep. It's barely noon and I am so ready to crawl under my desk and take a nap.

The most interesting thing that probably happened though was that I had a baby in my apartment for the first time:

She was asleep not long after arriving - passed out, I can only imagine, from inhaling all of the alcohol that must be infused into my carpet by now.

Mmmm...Sacrelicious

The photos from a week ago should really have my blog covered for offending religions for the year, but I had to share this billboard advertising "Hell Cross Buns" at a chain in New Zealand:

Personally, I love it. I'm guessing not everyone does though.

And in other reasons to love New Zealand, I didn't realize they had actually banned fat people from immigrating to the country. That is just fantastic - go kiwis!

Keepin' It Classy

Franz was back in town from London last night and we went out for dinner to celebrate his birthday, which I had naively assumed would be the end of the night.

Naturally we all ended up at karaoke hosted by a drag queen, and around 1am I was singing "I Want It That Way" in front of the entire bar. Awesome. Although the karaoke highlight was probably Stranger getting up to sing Jesse's Girl - but forgetting all the words, apparently not being able to read the lyrics, and failing to understand how a microphone works as he held to his ear or some other part of his body that wasn't actually emitting anything that might sound like singing.

Fortunately I was sensible enough to head home before 2am - the others didn't, and now Juice is nowhere to be found, and Franz has admitted to throwing up at the next bar.

Just like old times, really.

Found: Our Spots in Hell

This past weekend was the long-awaited LOST party. In a bit of a throwback to the 90s and rave dance parties, you only get told where this party will be a couple of hours before the actual event. And the theme for this one was "Lost at the Altar", basically a wedding theme.

We knew the party was going to be hectic in an awesome way, but nothing really prepared us for the fact that everyone seemed ready to get hammered (or already there) from the moment we got there around 3pm, and it only got better (worse?) from there on out. All I can really do is let a few of the photos tell the story.

I decided to go as a hipster priest - with tight black shorts, hipster shoes that also look like something a poor religious person would wear, and sunglasses. Throw in a cross hanging in front of my crotch and I was set. (The 'stache was just for effect, it didn't make it out of my apartment.)

 The creativity was pretty impressive with some costumes:

Not so much for all of them though:

I'm not sure what's more appalling - the fact that the dude on the left is definitely in blackface so that he could be Usher, or the fact that it literally took me about 36 hours to make the connection between Usher and a wedding theme:

And this pretty much sums up how the night ended - because I have no idea who these people are, and I certainly don't remember hanging out with them, yet we have about a dozen photos together:

Alas, I'm really not sure I will go to any more of these parties. It was one of the best days I've had in a while, but it's also Tuesday and I'm not entirely sure I've fully recovered. Also, the the photos suggest that I need not do anything else beyond this party to earn a pretty cozy spot in hell, so really why put in the effort.

Wondering Where to Drink in Sydney? Some Bar Recommendations For You

One of the questions I'm asked most often (other than "Why are you such an asshole?") is where people should go and get hammered. Even with colleagues I barely know, I seem to have a bit of a reputation for being a hard core boozer who is disturbingly familiar with the bar scene in Sydney. As such, I tend to keep a list of bars handy that I can just forward around to people, and I figured why not share it here since I really have nothing of interest to blog about today.

Click on the map to see where all of the bars are, and my personal thoughts on each one are listed below.


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Pocket Bar – Easily one of my favourites, and easier to find than some of the others, always end up chatting to cool people here

The Commons – Same strip as Pocket Bar, with a great wine list and some good cocktails. I find it a bit dark and maybe too mellow for my liking, but everyone else seems to love it

Shady Pines Saloon – I was skeptical about this place when I was told it had a American western theme, but it’s really laid back and attracts a cool crowd (should warn you it’s almost impossible to find, but it’s a stone’s throw from Pocket Bar)

Sticky Bar – Ridiculously cool place, also somewhat difficult to find as the unmarked entrance is down an alley (unless you try to get in through the entrance to Table for 20 on Campbell St, but they don’t like that), and the bar staff are highly entertaining

Winery – Definitely more mainstream than any of the others but it’s still quality. You’ll definitely see more attitude here, but the good food and people watching might be worth it

Ching-a-lings – Great place but important to note it’s a bar you don’t really go to until after 9pm, otherwise it’ll be half empty. There’s even an outdoor area in the back (which is great to grab a table if you show up early). Oh and even though the address is on “Little Oxford St” laneway, you actually enter through a door labeled ‘Urban Tanning’ on Oxford St just up the street from the Colombian. (First time we tried to find it we ended up in some dingy brothel – awkward)

Hunky Dory Social Club – Currently my favourite new bar in Sydney, they have a great outdoor area on the top floor, and the level below is decent as well and has a good balcony. (There’s also an Italian restaurant at street level but I don’t know enough people that have eaten there to say if it’s any good.) Note: Top floor closes at 10pm, and despite the awesome music and dancing, the bar closes at midnight. Fringe Bar isn’t too far up Oxford Street if you want to keep dancing and make it a late one

Lo-Fi – This one is the old ‘Middle Bar’, above Kinsela’s. They’ve given it a lot more character than it had before, and the music is great if you’re into old school hip hop and R&B. Lots of space and a great balcony that overlooks Taylor Square. There was an art gallery on the top floor but not sure if it’s open at the moment

Eau-de-Vie – Hidden in the back of the ground floor of the Kirketon Hotel (you actually have to go through doors that seem to be to the restrooms), they have great cocktails and service. Pretty pricey though, so bring plenty of cash or credit

The Passage – Very chill early on, but fills up eventually. Great Spanish tapas to snack on as well. Has three sections with different feels to it: the restaurant, the bar, and the lounge in between. Long and narrow, you can enter from either Darlinghurst Rd or Victoria St

Love, Tilly Devine – Tiny place down a couple of alleyways off William Street, great wine selection (the staff are really good with recommendations too), and didn’t try the food but it looked and smelled great 

Grasshopper – This one is actually in the city but has the Melbourne laneway bar feel to it. Only drawback is that there isn’t really anywhere similar nearby to go (other than maybe Small Bar on Erskine St), so you often stumble into somewhere awful like the Ivy afterwards. Note: The food upstairs is BRILLIANT, you’ll need a reservation though

Grandma’s – A newer addition to the small city bars, it’s small (and probably too crowded on Friday nights to be honest), but has a great vibe and really friendly staff. Good music as well, and I recommend the punch