The names Barry McKenzie, but friends call I "Bazza"

Excuse I, if I offend any of the Ol Aussies out thea, but pals I came across this "drongo" of a book, a sort of cant-put-it-downer, outrageously funny in a wierdly gross sense, titled The Wonderful World of Barry McKenzie, written by an Aussie author Barry Humphries, and DRAWN by Nicholas Garland. Yes, Drawn by..its a comic book, why else do u think I picked up an Aussie book in the first place (esp. of an author unknown to me), it had to be special in some way. So, there it was, with a funny big chinned Aussie, see pic, Barry McKenzie, in his funny not-so-sober English, visiting England, for the first time, oh what a situation. Well I found it more like a Aussie slang crash course. Its quite obscene in some places, places when our guy wants to empty his bladder overflowing with beer, which occurs like after every few minutes, cos he just cant get enough of 'Freezing Tubes of FOSTERS'. For him, doing that is 'straining the potatoes' 'splash the boots' 'shake hands with the wife's best friend (pun intended)' etc.. and he wont mind letting it out on the roadside if a lavatory which for him means a 'snakes house', utensil" etc. etc. was unavailable. A lass is a 'Shiela' and anything good is 'flamin', n if he doesnt like ur ways(or 'coming a RAW PRAWN' with him), he'll "Flatten you". He has an identical twin brother who is a preacher, who ends up in jail mistaken as Bazza and our Bazza ends up giving his brothers most important sermon (using the pretty lingo that he's got!!). So typical hindi movie climax...lol. Bye the bye, our guy was apparently being jailed for PUKING ALL OVER ENGLAND!! He actually revolutionises the puking and brand names such as 'CHUNDERING', Technicolor Yawn', 'Yellow Tornado' and 'buckets full of Hockney Lithographs' are given to the not-so-pleasant vomit. GROSS!! but yet funny in a way. I wouldnt compel you to read it or even suggest it, but you might as well enjoy it, but with a word of Caution, Its not for the Weak-Hearted, Its crossed all limits at gross-ness. Hope you've , however, added all those colourful words to ur vocab. And you wont spare a chance at FLATTENING a pommy drongo who goes RAW PRAWNS with you and drown him in a Technicolour yawn if he doesnt stock your (now on) flamin' favourite freezing FOSTERS tubes.

THE RISING SUN...err...jus the rising...no sun!!

another morning..n i am up to see it...see the sun rise....see it fill the sky with light, colour, vibrance....and all the good stuff...and..........oh crap!!! what the hell...come on..its 5 am in the morning....grr...thats enough...im nt gonna turn to the window tomorrow morning...no...never...m fed up of losing it...every morn...same story...no sun...jus shrieking birds..the exotics..all of them..with not evn a single yap of a native muffled in the distance...
well never mind...back to what i was doin..!! no its not the blog...lol...well i was studing..so finally the long studied theory of climax by Clements has been banished for good. Having worshipped Clement for his legacy of a pristine nature..all we get to see is his uneventful downfall..well I wouldnt give a damn otherwise but since its added another potential essay topic for tomorrows' Exam ..so I miss the Ol' guy..cos i hate the freaking new concept of natural variability..why protect it when u cant keep it...why cant they make it simpler..isnt the whole point of knowing stuff is to make it simpler, understandable?? But whose to blame when THEY want to be ignorant. By THEY I refer to none other than my very own conservation Ecology lecturers who have decided to punish me for all my past sins in the form of a two hour torment with six fireblows of which Ill have to take four head on. Damn, how cruel can life be. Why does the last paper has to be so devastating...demoralising... satanic and...and that reminds me...Good Old Salman Rushdie's finally got what he deserved...YAY!! for him.....Bravo...knighthood to him...good on him!!n I finally decided to get hold of his most criticized n publicised book "Satanic Verses" (and I cant stop giggling about how Im gonna finish reading it asap, and tell my arabic mate AHMAD about it...he he he!!). So yea, that would be covered in the following posts (hopefully, if I'm alive for it)..and yeah, I also got hold of my childhood love--"MALGUDI DAYS" and a few more R.K.Narayanan titles to read on my breaks at work tyme cos I dont wana spend my free tyme bitching about work with conspecifics. Oh I soooooo...want go back to the tyme when we used to get Malgudi Days on TV(Doordarshan, i guess) n I was sooo hooked to it...n cute lil' swami..n how he had problems doin maths problems n loved to play. So makes me miss home even more..! And to make it even better I recently got hold of the Malgudi Days ringtone
(any buyers!!) from a close friend and its replaced my Mylo tracks off my fone(yeah tru)...well childhood memories are sooooooooooooooo nice to live with!!..Uh Oh!!I just realized its 5.45am (and still pitch black outside!!) and i gotta get back to my study if I wana pass this paper with saving grace grades!! (The swami n friends stuff will be continued....its a promise..Hey Mogambo!!)