The Hunger Games

I was in Prahran today, being young and checking out all the young people places. Actually I was there for a chiropracter appointment which is as old man-ish as it gets, but it's alright because I'm much better. Soon I'll be back in action, running around skyscrapers saving hostages from Alan Rickman and fighting Jaoqim Pheonix to the death in the Colosseum. What do old people think of young people these days anyway? I'd say they're probably asking "what's a skyrim?" and "what's a caller duty?" while reminiscing about how much fun it was to shoot the Japanese out of the sky in real life instead of on the X Box. "What's an X Box anyway?" they probably ask. "And why do they call it a box? Can you put your pills in it between meal times?"

Anyway I walked past this place called Greville Nails. I can assume you get manicures there, judging by the amount of women inside reading Cosmopolitan, but I still felt tempted to walk in and ask if they had a box of nails I could use to build a cubby house. The girl would either laugh and direct me to the nearest Bunnings or actually give me some nails, having realized she can make some extra money off mistaken idiots. I also saw a dog who looked blind and made me realize blind people would be shit out of luck if their seeing eye dog suddenly lost its sight and led them into the middle of a busy freeway or whatever. What do you do if your seeing eye dog goes blind but you've grown attached to it and don't want to replace it? Do you get it its own seeing eye dog? Then you'd have a dog walking down the street leading another dog leading a human. If that went blind you'd need yet another dog. After a while you'd have a conga line of blind animals with a person at the back wondering why the fuck he's in Tasmania. So the moral of this story is: get a dog with good genes.

If I ever go blind I want a seeing eye zebra. Just to be different.

I also had a chance to see the Hunger Games. I like the bit where the girl got bitten to death by wasps.

That is all.