December 2010
1 post
And we're back...
So to use an pretty cliched analogy, sometimes life throws a curveball at you. And this is pretty much how the past several years of my life has been dictated. Despite the bravado of belittling accounting to become a wannabe journalist, life has a funny way of turning things around and of course all the time between this post and the previous promise of Alex Tobin (which is, coincidentally,...
October 2008
2 posts
Alex Tobin... coming soon
One positive about being a journalist (or at least telling people you are) is that you have an excuse to talk to famous people. Being a sports fan, and specifically a football nut, I was therefore extremely pleased to discover that former Socceroo great Alex Tobin was a member of my local club Baulkham Hills.
Seeing as he was the most famous person who I have ties with, I jumped at the chance to...
I Like Shannon Cole
I’m jumping on the bandwagon. FC newcomer Shannon Cole is a gun. Much has been made of the 24 year old who was plucked from obscurity at the start of the season by Kozzie, but after watching him live for the past couple of home games, I’m definitely agreeing with what everyone are saying. He first caught the eye thanks to his dead ball abilities, and they are all justified. Firstly, he’s truly...
September 2008
8 posts
Haha, sucked in
Referring to this article. Not that I hate dogs, I just hate her. Serves you right for getting a pet rat, those things belong in Taco Bell ads. If you’re going to get a dog, get a real dog, something that won’t lose a fight to a garden gnome.
The world of Orble
Getting paid work as an inexperienced writer is tough going. I’ve been told by many older and wiser journalists that I need to prepare myself for some years of 2 minute noodles, no social life, and a keen eye for “Summer Sale!!!” signs. Or I can live with my parents.
So searching through the web, I stumbled across an ad which promised to pay (as in, like, money!) for film reviews....
Beggars ARE choosers. Apparently.
I live a fair distance from my uni, so for three days a week I need to catch a 50 minute train trip into the city to further my education.
Every now and then there are some people on the train who make you think you’re the token black guy of a teen slasher movie (the one that always dies while the main jock gets away). Some guys just look deadset scary or crazy. I specifically remember an...
Read This Blog
I’m a couple of months into this course, and I’m supposed to know stuff. So what better way to critique yourself than to compare with other people’s work, after all nothing brings the best out of you like competition.
So I checked out the blogs of other people in the class, and I rather liked Olivia’s.
Here are some reasons her blog is better than mine:
· It looks better – it’s very easy on the...
Whatever You Can Do I Can Do Better
Hi. I have a mate who was recently cast as an extra (I supposed “cast” is the wrong word, he just basically turned up to the shoot) in an up and coming Aussie flick about a Caucasian girl engaging in a forbidden relationship with a Lebanese bloke. Or something like that, it was very Romeo and Juliet for the 21st century.
I probably should know the movie in detail (or at least its...
Under-Rated TV Shows
American sitcoms are used to plug the gaps when summer rolls around and all our home grown actors are on holidays. While most of imported show are forgettable, every once in a while you get some absolute gems, which makes it all the more frustrating that they’re usually not recognised and are in time slots competing with Danoz ads.
The Office (US version) – The original British version of...
Excuse Me, Journalist Coming Through
I mentioned how awesome it was last week when I went to cover the league match for class, how much of a real journalist I felt. However, upon reflection, I think we were actually spoon fed everything that night. Everything was done for us so that we couldn’t stuff up. So I decided to up the ante this week and do a story by myself, without the backing of UTS behind me.
Despite my enthusiasm, I’d...
August 2008
6 posts
Goodbye Beijing and er, hello London...?
So anyone else watch the closing ceremony last night? I must admit, the Chinese do know how to put on a good show. It was a perfect end to another great Olympics (possibly “The Best Ever!!!”… grumble). China had done herself proud, and for two and half weeks the world put aside China’s dodgy political issues and embraced the positives of the ancient country.
However, all the...
My future...?
It’s no secret I want to be a sports journalist, my mum knows it, my friends know it, even Santa knows it. So I was very happy to be enrolled in the very limited Sports Journalism course at uni, a course they hadn’t ran since 2004!
Last night was the first of our “live” match reports, and we covered the action packed Manly vs Tigers game at ANZ stadium. It was pretty...
My Broken Dream
In one of my posts last week I mentioned my love for Californian Garage punk, and praised bands such as Unwritten Law, Blink 182 and Greenday for filling my adolescence with the musical joy it deserved. These bands and their music gave me a somewhat sense of belonging, escape, and for a few ambitious months, a dream.
Like all teenagers entering adulthood, my mates and I were looking for the...
Last Action Heroes
After watching several days of the Olympics and being slightly disappointed at our underachieving Aussie team (seriously, by this stage in Sydney we had about 20 golds already… bring back Thorpie!), I decided to take a time out from the plethora of muscle bound and awesomely toned bodies and relax to a DVD. Sports must have been on my mind because without hesitation I picked out my Rocky box set...
My Olympic Spirit
So with the commencement of the Olympics in smoggy Beijing on Friday comes another three weeks of expectations, excitement and waves of patriotism. I suppose this is my obligatory Olympics entry.
And as I write this, I’ve sat through the first morning of competition and witnessed the Opals demolish the Belarusians in the women’s basketball. The irony of spending the next three weeks glued to my...
I'm Old! (but don't hate me)
A recent visit to my mate’s house saw me pick up the set list for this weekend’s Splendour in the Grass festival in Byron Bay lying around on his kitchen bench. A close inspection of the bands on offer felt like a kick in the guts. Who are these people? Out of the fifty bands/solo artists listed, I recognised seven. And out of these seven, the only band I liked were The Living End. This...
July 2008
2 posts
I Love Facebook (don't hate me)
Facebook is awesome. I never thought I’d say that, but after finally caving in to public pressure and creating my account last week, I’m starting to see what all the fuss has been about.
I’ve always been anti-Facebook, anti-MySpace, anti-Bebo, anti-anything which resembles social networking. I’m not really sure why I felt like that, probably because I was three weeks later than everyone else when...
Online Journalism
Hopefully by the end of the course I will learn how to blog and create online postings more effectively.