Back from Broken
So blogger had my account all screwed up for quite a while there. breakfastcore.blogspot.com is frozen in time for eternity, but all those posts are mirrored over here, so fear not. You can revisit old favorites again and again! In the last two months, not a lot has happened. Our tv broke, and i went to wal-mart to trade it in, i didn't have the reciept.... it was a big hassle. Now I have a better TV, and the computer shows me beautiful programs on it's 32" screen.


We've been watching a ton of aussie TV again. We're addicted to a series called "My Restaraunt Rules" where five couples in five Australian cities get $100,000 AUD (that's Austrialian dollars for those of you outside the commonwealth) to start a restaraunt. The series aried in 2004 while the contest was actively going on, so every episode features the contestants' and the public's reaction to the previous episode. It's a pretty genius fucking format.


I'm also totally all about this show from New Zealand called "Seven Periods with Mr. Gormsby". Gormsby is a "relief" (substitute) teacher at Tepapuai Boys High School. He's a real british man's man. A no nonsene bastard. A gentelman of the old school who will hold the door for a lady, but not hesitate to cut a man's throat in a Calcutta backalley if need be. Gormsby says things like, "Alright boys, pens out, blue ink. Spelling assignment Mr. Morton is a homosexual, and there's nothing wrong with that. 100 times, hand them in when you're done." or “Some of the world’s great writers, political leaders and commerce teachers have been damp-eyed nancy boys!” This comedy is blacker than black. It's got abortion, suicide, poverty and illiteracy... and it's hilarious. It's so downbeat that it makes Curb Your Enthusiasm seem like "that Raymond show". I highly, highly suggest it.
- posted by Mason @ 11:03 AM