GREETINGS

trends i have noticed in melbourne:

x. REALLY AMAZING BIKES, pretty much urrrybody whoose anybody has the dopest bike youll ever see. i even saw a tiny minor with the most asthetically pleasing yellow number that had JUNIOR printed on it in a classic shade of black. woah.

x. CATS ARE SLEEEPING, EVERYWHERE, god damn it if i get reincarnated as feline in melbourne i would be pretty happy. 60% of the sunny shopfronts have cats sleeping in them. then youre walking down the road and BAM! cat sleeping under car. i like sleeping and possibly being a catty bitch could suit me quite nicely, EH?

x. SHOES THROWN OVER POWERLINES, thats pretty self explanatory. the question is why? the answer is i dont have a clue.. perhaps it is a testament too the citys artistic alternative possibly junkie residents??

okay, so anyway i have been having a pretty GREAT time and great is probably an understatement.. i am also now addicted too TRUEBLOOD and drinking mulled wine at kent street on smith street. that place is beefcake objectified, with elvis playing in the background.

TIGERAIRWAYS.. what the hell is the deal with the CAGE you collect yr baggage from. it was so windy and cold i thought i was going intoo anaflactic shock or whatever. the wethars been pretty okay though.

the toff in town is this svelte little bar above cookie an swanston street. this is where you drink quince pear sour for $18 a glass and you find lardy dah boys who look like an older version of jordan kirksby (HAI JORDAN).

HFNL*, (NME)


HFNL=have fun, never lob.