Windows LiveWindows Live™
 
 
Moth's profileThe Moth ChroniclesPhotosBlogListsMore Tools Help

Profile

Pete Mothman

Occupation
Teacher
Location
Queensland
Interests
My boy My Cal... oh and my girl Jas the brat... she's cool but a brat. Movies (pictures that move) English comedy. Batman...love the bat. Star Wars... Superhero movies My laptop/notebook/MoPhone Snorkelling... ah the quiet stillness under the water. Working out the mysteries of the universe... nearly got 'em sussed! Surfing the net looking for gems of wisdom and hysteria.
I'm just this guy... ya know? I watch too much TV and too many DVDs... and am always on the net.
View profile details

Things I hate

Moth Music

TV is funny

My top movies of all time

Recently seen movies

The Moth Chronicles

Reality is a mental construct

HTML
The Dark Knight Blog|false|

Image hosted by Photobucket.comImage hosted by Photobucket.com

Photos
28 January  
Photo 1 of 20

Blog
February 18

New Blog sites

Hi readers... if any do pop on.
 
I'm having too much difficulty with this msn space and so I've been slowly moving over to two blogspots. I think they have a neater look and some great features. One I've reserved for my religio/philosophy stuff and the other is all my day to day ramblings about boring random moments of life. The bebo is where I keep photo albums and quizzes etc.
 
 
 
 
 
8:46 PM | Add a comment | Permalink | Blog it
May 21

Drink up me hearties yo ho...

When I was 16, my parents went away for the weekend. The house was mine and my friends. We rented out the dirtiest Hollywood videos we were able to find... I think one was 'Crimes of Passions' starring Kathleen Turner. I don't know what the other ones were and I can't even remember who the guys were who came over for the day. What I do remember was the vomit and headaches I got after drinking 'rocket fuel' ie. a little shot of everything dad had in his drink case. Oh my God.

The next day I had to start lifesaving training. I was still sick and hung over. I vowed never to drink again.

Fast forward about 17 years. As I am typing this I am tasting the same rocket fuel after taste. I went to play poker and it seemed like a good opportunity to meet people and get pissed because hey, I didn't think I'd be able to compete with the poker studs.

I did meet some interesing people, particularly one who now thinks I'm a potential child murderer but will probably forgive me due to a shared interest in all things Batman and Star wars. He has Star Wars tattoos, and unlike mine, they don't wash off.

As the night progressed so did the alcohol. I also shared some burning herbs of an unknown origin. I ended up on the carpet ranting, writhing, and calling myself Danny Crane.

Kessla got me home at about 2 am and I'm really proud of her to be able to pull that off. Well done. Sorry Shazryn, about the vomit but whatayagonnado?

During the night I was able to access a computer and logged onto msn messenger. There were many stories that came out of the conversations I had that night...

  • Troy and Tracey
  • Troy and his wife in China, who is hot. Wasn't the alcohol.
  • Manda.. who seemed quite worried. You're sweet.
  • Brooke.... who the hell are you brooke. Write back.
  • Oh and of course... WK luke and Jo goes Wilder.

There are many stories on the wide world web... this has just been one of them. Take it away Joey:

The following transcript was written by Jo, Luke and me. I'm the incoherent one:

 

Like a moth to the flame...

only this time its bourbon not a flame :P
Most people like to socialise and have a drink or two (or more lol).  Most people enjoy interacting with REAL LIVE people instead of just virtual friendships and virtual convos.  You know what I mean - real, living, breathing people who actually SHOW facial expressions without having to use emoticons.  (I can hear all the "what the's" from here lol)
 
Anyhoo.  The Moth has been trying to do that lately.  Cos he spends WAY too much time sitting at his pc, surfin the net, wasting time, procrastinating, speaking shit... I could go on and on with this trail of thought.
 
So... Poker Night.  Off he traipses to play poker and have a drink and maybe even a smoke.  Go figure.  The REAL world.  In the meantime, WK is muckin about on my pc (cos we haven't set his computer up yet) while I'm reading a rather absorbing book.
 
And would you guess it but Mothy comes online.  What the?  He's spose to be "out".  Whaaaa?  Moth talks to me aka WK, WK admits its actually him online... and the two of them start conversing via my msn account (grr) with WK reading out segments of the convo to me here and there.  Turns out Moth IS out, but couldn't resist the urge to jump on his mate's computer DURING a round of poker and get online.  *shakes head*.  Drunk as a skunk he was. 
 
All of which led to a (mostly) hilarious convo in which WK was literally pissing himself laughing over and over again. I could imagine Moth was grinning a lot too - one of those stupid I'm-drunk grins - and saying things outloud like "duh where's the exclaimation key?"
 
Ok so I just read the convo... and thought I should blog some of the funnier parts.  Its a bit like being the only sober person at a party and watching all the pissers acting like fools.  Cept this is the online version.  :P
 
 

Moth says:

hi man

i'm so drunkat the moment. at someones house. grat to talk to u again

Joey/WK says:

If you are at someones house playing poker, shouldn't you be like playing poker - Jo  (This was pretty much my only contribution to the entire convo)

Moth says:

i lost  (Shock)

so waiting for game to finsihs, 'but missed the second game

i'll be int eh their

is that jo and liuke and their pc is on  (This is where you actually see the light bulb go on inside the Moth's head... he's JUST realised who he's talking to and that my pc was turned ON??  lol)

and watching robbie williams viedo on louong re room

so unsocialble i know... nithttgt is young tohogugh

though 

Joey/WK says:

You should stop typing

Moth says:

yep i will ipromise soon... but ehhh.. whatareyagonna do

kess is here. hse sayeshi

Joey/WK says:

Is Kess your wife?

Moth says:

yes. who is this.

ha

luke... yep kess is wiefe

Joey/WK says:

Ah ok.  Hello Kess

Moth says:

i'm sure i've told jo about wife.   (Nasty... just plain nasty.  Yeah you might have mentioned her once or twice before.  I don't know why she puts up with you.  If I were her I'd be slowly poisoning you with arsenic every night at dinner.  Might take 3 years for you to die a painful death, but at least there's a light at the end of the tunnel.  Food for thought.)

yep. how are u enjoing inte coast

hi luike

Joey/WK says:

I thin your husband is a little drunk  (*think)

I like it.  (I assume WK means he likes the coast... I don't think he's actually cyber flirting with the drunk Moth.  Altho its entirely possible I guess.  Eek.)

Joey/WK says:

Jo just turned her back on the computer.  She doesnt want to watch anymore (I think I already had my back to the pc, cos I was reading... but I told WK to type that lol, cos he was reading it out) 

Moth says:

hi joey

wow, i've bener msned jdrukng before

not this drunk.. nvere been this druink in sooo long

i really like it.

but it's soo goud to talk to lyuoluo both. hi... shigh

Joey/WK says:

Too bad when you talk, it seems to be in a language other than english.  :P  Im gonna save this convo so you can see your typing.  (WK can be such a smart ass lol. Making fun of a poor drunkard, hardly seems fair!)

Moth says:

dpl

oh wongn home kesy

there are gilrs dancing in fron t of me

hot girls

classic

oh, theyre gone 

Joey/WK says:

And where is your wife?  I would want to hope she is one of the dancing girls

Moth says:

she is here. not tdainging

she's a hopelsess dancer

ow

she sjust hit me  (*gives you an extra whack*  Remember the arsenic possibility?  It just went from possibility to probability.)

Joey/WK says:

I would imagine so

Moth says:

yeah shes a bitch  (And now we all watch as the arsenic plan goes from probability to definitely-gonna-happen.  Geez, maybe thats why you've been sick so much lately.  Maybe Kess started the arsenic thing a few years ago and its finally catching up with you.  More food for thought.)

Joey/WK says:

Hey get this, Jo beat me up tonight cause I told one of my girl friends on the phone that Jo is fat.   (In fact I think the phrase he used was "fatty fat fat fatty" or something to that effect, when she asked what was name was again.  Grrr.  That reminds me... we need to organise WK's life insurance, you know, just in case an "accident" were to happen.)

how unfair is that

Moth says:

is it fat though

or is she got a bigh womb

Joey/WK says:

Doesnt matter, she is huge and easy to mock  (*keeps plotting revenge*)

Moth says:

i canb te bebothered fixing typose

yeah, its funny stomach  (A direct warning, just cos I care - you guys are sooo dead.  Tell Kess to give up on the arsenic idea cos you won't live long enough for it to work)does jo's hits actually hurt  (Helllooo!  Pipes!!)

Joey/WK says:

Jo's hits dont hurt.. I just pretend they do to make her feel better  (Uh huh.  Sure. Its always funny when WK tries to act all strong and manly lol.  *rolls eyes*)

Moth says:

black eyed bees reule

pees

peas

yeah she need that

she's sooo funny sometimes

Joey/WK says:

So are you - black eyed bees!

Moth says:

hf

oi

i'm gonna see how much bourbon i can drink

Joey/WK says:

kk

good luck

Moth says:

have u listened to the words to 'my hump'

i heard they censor that song in the US.

thy are so prudish. mainstream america

Joey/WK says:

Just a warning mate.

Jo has decided to blog this convo  (Yup, almost done)

Moth says:

i cant play poker now  (Not that he could to start with lol)

i'm just gonna verbalise stupid suttf instead  (And thats different from??)

cause how the hell am i gonna play poerker

this is no poker fadce

Joey/WK says:

You should so play poker now. Its like pool - the drunker you are, the better  (Ha. Funny)

Moth says:

but there is a keyboard heree

and i havent speken to luek for sooo losng

she's got mespinning.. she's got me spining. spedning all your moneyh on eme and time oneme

Joey/WK says:

You serenading me?  (Sounds like it to me!!  This IS turning into a cyber session!! Damn Moths... you can't trust em!!)

Moth says:

people are tgelling me to get off the ckepboard

who am i serenading hahhahahahhahha

i'm geting called awya

i'm ready to play poereker

poker

well, talk to lyou later guys

great to chat with u boths  (boths?  Both of us?  I was reading lol!) 

it's great hafving u here. bye bye

bye

cya

cya

lllyey

hey!

Joey/WK says:

cya

yes

Moth says:

do uy no how hard it is to find the exlcmalition mark

211\\

!!!!!!F

Joey/WK says:

Not very :S

Its hiding behind the shift key and the 1 key  (There's that smart ass again lol)

Moth says:

it is hard (Um... more cyber??)

goth it

by e bye

cya later

ttlya

how manyh times to do u havae to say goodbye beforee u go on smn

msn

it's ca4ry  (I think this word is spose to be scary, and yet the only person scared here is ME!)

bye

Joey/WK says:

 Bye

Moth says:

i'm getter go

judy nbinh hg stupid now 

 

 

Ok so... I'm intelligent enough to decipher MOST of that convo.  But WHAT THE HELL does "judy nbinh hg stupid now" mean????

And WHO IS judy nbinh?

Unless its a new online abbreviation... maybe John Uses Dutch Yet Never Buys Ice Near Holland?

Although if that was the case... then WHAT THE HELL does that mean??  Unless "hg" is actually meant to be "is", in which case that last sentence should read... John uses Dutch yet never buys ice near Holland is stupid now.  But, then again... thats a stupid sentence to start with. 

*sigh*  Back to the drawing board.

*thinks*  I'm just gonna assume Moth is actually trying to say that he's finally realised he's stupid.  That makes the most sense I think.

 

Which also brings me to...

*hits WK REALLY REALLY hard, and then bites him REALLY REALLY hard in an attempt to draw blood... just to prove that I CAN and DO hurt him*

*watches as WK cries like a baby*

Revenge is sweet.

 

And the moral to this story???  Heck, there's no moral, no point.  Cept to say that this convo is undeniable 100% proof that...

 

Men are just plain nasty and just plain stupid... but at least they have a somewhat higher entertainment value when inebriated.

10:34 PM | Add a comment | Read comments (3) | Permalink | Blog it | Blogged down
May 20

School

I hate blackboards. I hate the sound they make and I hate trying to write on them. The chalk keeps breaking off in my hand. It's like Clarke Kent trying to use a mobile phone... surely he crushes the thing every time he presses a button. I mean he a guy who can stop a speeding Boeing. He'd have to show incredible restraint when shaking someone's hand. Wouldn't his hand feel like rock? How does he hide that cape? I think it'd bunch up behind his shirt. He'd look like a hunchback. Of course no one recognised Clarke as Superman... "Ol' hunchback Clarke we call him in the office, yeah sure he looks like Superman but the guys a freakin' hunchback. Deformed bastard!"
 
So yeah, I much prefer a whiteboard except that the pens dry up so quickly. I still can't write neatly like that. There should have been sign writing classes at uni. My board writing looks retarded. Still, other teachers seem to be able to do it.. sigh. "That freakin' Mr B.. can't even write straight; deformed bastard."
 
School sux. Yeah ok ok, we get lots of holidays and a decentish pay. But, flip, I don't seem to be able to turn off. Marking everynight, paperwork, journaling the bad behaviour, planning tommorows lessons, thinking up ways to keep them from going feral, playing mind games with the evil ones. It's my job to educate these kids before they turn into homeless street punks. I KNOW I"ve got potential supervillains in my classroom.
 
I'm tired and I want to watch Prison Break and go to bed without worring about the next day. I want to watch prison Break without Imagining the brats in my class ending up in there. Sadly, I want some of my students in there. Some of them already think they are. I gotta relax in the classroom more I think. I can't take it too personally when kids fail my exams. Perhaps I should just make my exams easier... good idea.
 
  • Play ground duty sux.
  • Wet weather lunches are depressing as hell
  • Parents and their carpark mafias... grrrr
  • Staff meetings are truly boring

Actually, I'm being negative because there are heaps of good things about teaching. I'll talk about them next time. I doubt I'll get any sympathy from this blog... just eye-rolling. I deserve that. Whinging is much more fun than goo goo ga ga perky praising.

 
Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
12:41 PM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (1) | Blog it | Blogged down
May 17

WHY?

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

  • Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting weak?
  • Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough?
  • Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
  • Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?
  • Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
  • Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
  • Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
  • Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
  • Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?
  • If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
  • Why is it that no matter what colour bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
  • Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
  • Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
  • Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
  • Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
  • How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
  • When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"
  • Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
  • In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
  • How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
12:38 AM | Add a comment | Read comments (1) | Permalink | View trackbacks (3) | Blog it | That's just funny
 

Hi, sign my guestbook...

Webbing

We Blog

Quote of the Day
Loading...

Quotes