My Travel Adventures, End of June

New Zealand T-Shirt
Originally uploaded by scrunt.

My days are getting *boring*. I need to spice things up. I’m thinking of taking a short trip to Wellington next week, because if I don’t I’ll wither away from boredom. I feel like a five-year old who is stuck in the back seat of a van, driving with its parents to some far away location. Boring.

So, today I made myself busy. Got groceries, then got back onto a random bus and jumped off where it looked interesting. I had fun taking pictures of graffiti and rusted fences.

Back on the bus to come home, a guy on the bus that was calling an Australian man a Kangaroo. “Ya know what you are? A Kangaroo! Go back to where you came from Kangaroo!”. How can you have a tirade about a kangaroo? Its a weird word. Its like cursing with the word rutabega. It just shouldn’t happen. I felt bad for the guy, probably Maori, 60+ years old, and drunk as a bloody skunk. And angry at the world. How does one react in a situation like that? Turn up the volume on the headphones real loud, look away and try *damn* hard not to laugh when someone slams someone with the hit “kangaroo”.



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So, today I downloaded Christine Fellow’s Album “Paper Anniversary” from iTunes- it is SO wonderful. Very sparse, beautiful, haunting. I’m not usually one to go on about music (at least here) but this really made my day. So much so, I felt like making weird little drawings.This is picture number one… Both of these crap little drawings inspired by the song “Souvenirs”…

One Week and A Bit

I hate exams. I hate exams. I hate exams. I hate exams.

Okay, sure, I only have three – one is open book, the other is pretty much given to us. But I still don’t like them. Blech blech blech.

So, its 3am, I’m still procrastinating by watching episodes of Corner Gas, and listening to the Shrek 2 soundtrack (no, not at the same time, I’m not that bored). Oh, and I ate a whole pack of mentos that spent 2 months in a cardboard box crossing the Pacific Ocean. The lightbulb in my lamp burned out at about 10pm and I don’t have a spare.

One week. One week. One week.

PS – If anyone is thinking about going back to school – just don’t. Seriously, Keep your disposable income, your possessions, your ability to have a bit of a life. The student life is NOT fun. No fun.

Something more for procrastination’s sake!

Milky vs. The Punk

“That Punk’s Ass is Mine”
Originally uploaded by scrunt.

Okay, this is one of the parts of our evening that was funny.

There was a security guard on the ground, about 5’7″ or so, skinny as hell, and vaguely opaque in colour. It didn’t help that he was swimming in his security uniform. All the other security folk were large islander men – big guys.

I remember saying to J/M – I wonder what is going on in that guy’s head. The conversation changed into a conversation about the Napoleonic Drive that some men have, especially if they are short or underpriviledged. Shortly after that, the confrontation began.

So, I can’t remember the start – if it was because during one of the waves, some of the folks started hucking the bottles at this group of teens, or if that pale-guard was giving the youngin’s the stink eye.

It wasn’t long until the securi-whitey jumped the fence and started trying to get the one punk to leave. He was met with a not so wonderful response from the crowd around us – he being the whiteness.

It was almost as if he had to go home and cry to mommy – in this case mommy was a large pacific islander man. Well, mommy drug out the punk, and thus whitey was restored to his rightful position as security guard. With the exception that the punk’s friends were still there, and heckled the security guard for the rest of the night – names like “milky” and then “whitey”.

WAAAAAHH! No Haka For Me!

Haka 😦
Originally uploaded by scrunt.

Oh my. Such an ordeal. (For this post, i’ve linked to extra pictures at J/M’s stuff on Flickr, so this post won’t be longer than it is, feel free to click through and have a look at their photos too).

Okay, so we get going and our first interaction with anyone is bizarre – one double bus pulls up on Queen Street and he looks like he’s loading on all-blacks fans. So we ask if he’s going to Albany to the stadium. He doesn’t even look at me, and he just scrunches his face and says “No” in the tone that made me want to slap him. Seriously. And I hadn’t even had a drink.

Second encounter – at MacDoo’s. We are waiting for our burgers. Yup – waiting. Its dinner rush and they didn’t have enough burgers on. Fine, so we take some pictures. Some tall managerial-looking dude in the back looks out at us and gives us the “no-no” finger wave. WTF, mate? Ohhh – their menu is TOP secret – that’s why they have it up where people can READ IT? In all seriousness, we almost got kicked out for this photo

Third encounter. The MF bus. Yes. I’m one for using foul language, but I was trying to keep this blog clean. Not tonight. Auckland Stagecoach buses said they put on extra buses to accommodate passengers to the game. We get there at 5:30pm (game time is 7:10pm). There is no line-up for the bus. So, by the time we actually get on a bus, its 6:40pm. This kinda made me go squirrelly.They put on three buses, some were leaving when they were less than half full. So we missed the haka. Thus why I had to do an “artists” rendition of said haka. Frustrating.

Fourth Encounter: finding our gate. Wander half way across the huge stadium. Fine.

Fifth Encounter: Dread wet ass from sitting on grass. Oh, that’s right. Our cheap tickets didn’t come with *seats*! So, luckily, I had brought my cushion to sit on, so did that – save the wet bum. We drank steinlager, ate chocolate covered hokey pokey and chocolate fish and watched the all-blacks trounce the fijians 91 to 0. That’s right. 91. It was an okay game, but sucked because after the second half, the action was going on at the other end of the stadium. So.. we started doing waves.

Waves here entail the hucking of bottles into the air – so conveniently we had a few that we could throw. That entertained us a bit.

What entertained us most was probably milky. Read above for that post.

So, we get out of the stadium and try to find the buses. Nope. NO stop anywhere. Great. So, we end up having to take a cab back to the city – a nice $45 ride. Great. THANKS A BUNCH STAGECOACH. A**holes.

So.. moral of the story is:
1) When in New Zealand, buy a car.
2) Never take buses in Auckland
3) Bring Tarps to sit on at rugby games
4) Good walking shoes are a must
5) Waiting in Lines can make one bored, angry, tired, hungry, or a grumpy mcgrumpypants.

You’re From Vancouver If…

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I’ve edited these from the original version that was sent around – but I got a kick out of this mainly because I didn’t quite understand the joke. But then again, I guess I am from Vancouver..

Tonight’s Adventure – ALL BLACKS HAKA, I mean, RUGBY. More on that later……….

You’re from Vancouver if…
1. Your coworker has 8 body piercing and none are visible.
2. You make over $250,000 and still can’t afford a house.
3. You know what these acronyms mean: PNE,VAG, VPL, GVRD, YVR.
4. You’re shocked when it snows in the winter.
5. You’ve had a California roll for lunch.
6. Know more than 10 ways to order coffee.
7. Know how to pronounce Coquihalla.
8. A really great parking space can move you to tears.
9. Your hairdresser is straight, your plumber is gay and your next door neighbour grows weed.
10. The guy at 8:30 am at Starbucks wearing the baseball cap and sunglasses who looks like George Clooney IS George Clooney.
11. The gym is packed at 3 PM… on a work day.
12. Can tell the difference between Japanese, Chinese and Thai food.
13. You pass an elementary school and the children are all busy with their cell phones or pagers while waiting for their personal rides home.
14. You don’t even listen when the forecast announces “chance of showers.”
15. The more expensive the car, the worse the driver.
16. Can taste the difference between Starbucks, Second Cup, and Tim Horton’s coffees.
17. Feel guilty throwing aluminum cans or paper in the trash.
18. You’re not suprised to see geese throughout the whole year.
19. You cant remember… is pot still illegal?
20. If there’s a day of snowfall, you probably won’t have to go to school or work.
21. When you take the bus, you can distinguish 4 different languages being spoken in the conversations around you.
22. You secretly have a fear of pig farms.
23. You go the opera and half the audience is dressed to the nine’s and the other half are in jeans and t-shirts.
24. You know how to set up your own Crystal Meth lab because you saw it on the news.
25. You go a friend’s house party and Bif Naked shows up because they went to highschool together.
26. Can name 10 Starbucks locations in less than a minute.