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The Ambitious Simian November 6, 2011

Posted by Charith in Films, Observations.
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If I am monkey, the most yellow of bananas must be the love of my life. Although, a tailed primate must wonder – when that banana is found, what comes next? What does a monkey aspire to become?

Call me a monkey, call me a man. Actually, this could go against the stereotypical fibre of what it is to be a man, so scratch the second choice. The fishing trip will have to be postponed brothers, because this monkey is looking for an upgrade.

So self improvement isn’t the goal here.  Rather, what do you do when the world (as you know it) is not enough? Do you take to the tux like Pierce Brosnan and have a final showdown with the villain in a nuclear sub?

Another inspired conclusion is to cook. Yes folks, I just watched Julie & Julia. J&J – remove a fishing hook, input a ‘P’ with a dash of Vitamin B and you’ve got yourself a tasty sandwich filler.  Poor wit aside, the film was a bit interesting and even say it isn’t so surprising. By the end, I was left wondering what my ‘Julia’ is. Or who? Probably what, though. Honestly, considering that monkeys were my favourite animal as a boy, along with bats, it’s hard to think of something that a monkey would aspire to be.

You might say, “Don’t you mean it’s hard to think of someone..?” but let me throw out a net to catch you right there.  As everything in the wonderfully organised universe stands, it would be impossible to imagine that person. Let’s face it: humans have got issues while teenage boys have got tissues. Yes, I’m deep and I’ll be here all night, folks. People do things that they’re not proud of, which means that they have pride in the first place. It’s a strange mechanic that makes little sense to me, amongst the clutter of others. Take Julia – was she all she was meant to be and more? Well, depending on whether you’ve read the book or seen the movie, you tell me. I’m sure you know people light years ahead of me, though remember, I am but a simple monkey. I don’t need anything to be perfect because that’s not a path that a monkey should have to take.

Here’s my proposition: you, if you exist, come up with a suggestion for how I could better spend my time or just fill in the time that I waste now. You could even offer some kitchen ideas. The sheer possibilities!

Until that time, I will be attempting to enter the intimidating world of home cooking. No legs were pulled in the making of this production.

P.S. Everything shall be done whilst enjoying bananas.

cr: Bar Refaeli Tumblr

– Deft

The Good, the Bad & the OH SNAP – HE’S EVIL!!! July 4, 2010

Posted by Charith in Films.
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So we’ve been relatively quiet for quite some time, but I swear, our obvious excuse is a solid one! We’ve been bogged down by our final year in high school. By that, I obviously mean that we’ve been shaking our fists at our Higher School Certificates for a scheduled 20 hours of each day, (we’ve got to sleep, too) which does not leave a terribly large opportunity to write up posts. To be more truthful, school takes a lot of our motivation for blogging away and doesn’t give it back. If we did attempt to write regularly, we’d end up hating on pretty much everything and I frankly think there’s enough of that on the interwebs. Don’t expect more posts to be coming your way more regularly because we’re only getting busier – I just want you kids to know that we’ll be back.

Now enough of these sappy formalities! There is a post to be written and a story to be told!

It seemed appropriate at the time

Credit: The Age

So yesterday was the last day of the school term and to celebrate one of my last days of partial freedom, I went out with some friends to watch Toy Story 3. Words cannot describe how amazing it is, but hey, I’ll give it a swing.

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Written With One Eye Closed September 5, 2009

Posted by Charith in Day-to-day happenings, Films.
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Goodnight, Moon

As I was walking home from the bus stop, the full moon caught my attention and I just stood on the spot gazing at it for a minute. I was going to take a photo, but the camera on my mobile phone just wouldn’t cut it. So, I went home, dumped my gear, located the camera and tripod, and went to a nearby park that was rather distanced from any street light. I sat on the grass, taking photos of the moon, never being satisfied with them. I ended up spending about an hour out there, cross-legged in a dark and empty park, with earphones in my ears, listening to Michael Bublé and taking very evidently amateur photographs. It was calming and elating, alone beneath the clear night sky with an indescribable moon magical in its presence. My camera wasn’t good enough to convey its majesty. This ended what shaped out to be a terrific day.

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