Sheik 'N' Dave

So yesterday I heard some funny news. I was crusing along, minding my own business, rocking out to something appropriately cool, when a friend of mine from Sydney called. Marty is his name, he's one of those poor, unfortunate types. You know, a ranga. Anyway, he started ranting about me being on some bondage website in Sydney, or at least, that's what I was hearing. Marty is a big bondage fan (this info is for  future employee's mainly). So this website turned out not to be S&M.com, but SMH.com.au, the well respected Sydney Morning Herald site - easy mistake to make.

So Marty, my red-headed informant, continues to tell me that the doco I did on Islam was now being shown on this site and that my fat mug was front page centre. It seemed unlikely, as the doco was made in 2008, but I suppose in the modern era of manufactured crap and mundane masterchef shows, they're always looking for content.

When I got home I ran straight to the computer to see the madness, and sure enough, there I was sitting with my man Sheik Hilaly on the front page of SMH.com.au. Clicking on the link, I could see that the entire doco was there. Turns out that the Sydney Morning Herald are buying new content for their tv site and mine was purchased from SBS and the Production company behind the Embedded series, Red Ithaka. The documentary was Directed by a talented filmmaker called Gary Doust. You can see his stuff here www.garydoust.com So, if you are interested in the world of Islam, Sheik Hilaly or you wanna know what I think about when I sit down to pee, tune in.

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Where's Your Grammar, Kelsey?

Saturday night was the ACRA's and in case you don't know, that stands for... ahh, something about radio I think. The Nova gang and I headed down on the Sat to do a bit of afternoon pool partying, which turned into classic catches and who has the biggest lungs. The winner was James, the giant Peach, obviously.

The night of the ACRA's was a star-studded success. Kelsey Grammar was hosting with Amanda Keller, and although his preparation left a little to be desired, he made up for it by taking a photo with me. Kyle Sandilands abused "whoever was blowing those fucking horns" which was weird, because there were no horns in the place. Perhaps he was having a stroke. I gotta say though, I like Kyle. His brazen directness and ability to tread through the murky waters of PCness with a trident, stabbing every code of etiquette right through the face is refreshing.

Things then got a little hazy at the afterparty, but I do recall being incredibly excited when Jason Derulo stopped to do his shoe up on stage. Seemed like a behind-the-scenes sorta thing, so I grabbed my opportunity to capture a real moment on camera. Looking at the footage today, it seems rather dull. I guess that's why you'll never see a sign saying "Tonight, Kylie Minogue Ties Shoe".

Once the 3am lockdown took affect, I had to make a decision. Leave my friends (who were chatting to Andy Lee) inside to get a reasonable night sleep, or stay with them and most likely never leave. I made the seemingly wise decision of leaving, when I bumped into Hamish Blake outside the venue. I can't quite remember the exact discussion, but I think it had something to do with Exits being the best place to leave a building from and possibly Cheese.

Here I am on Channel 10, holding a small animal. I've hit the big time!!

 

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Dave & Stu IN A BOX

It's a DAVE in a Box

On Thursday I will be entering a box. And Not just any old box thanks very much. This is a special box.

I like my life experiments. Sometimes I actually feel that life might be one big experiment. That perhaps there's someone out there, somewhere, with a petri dish, looking down on his tiny microscopic dust particles, prodding them with tweezers and musing over how interesting his spores are. His friends would come over and laugh at him for being such a nob, and they'd get dangerously close to tipping the dish down the sink, but our man saves the day by showing his mates pictures of his sister naked. The friends put the dish down and the spores go back to their sporing. That is, life resumes.

This experiment on Thursday is to see what happens when you're trapped in a house with one other person, with no power and limited food. We'll be living together in a glass box at the top of Queen St Mall, and together we plan on surviving. I'm not sure how it will go, or who this other person is just yet, but I've got a good feeling. Hopefully it will raise awareness about storm season setting into Brisbane and possibly teach some people about the dangers of not being fully prepared. I know that flashlights are important, as is water. The rest I'm afraid is somewhat of a mystery that will only be solved by entering the box. To follow, hit up

#survive3 on Twitter or me @davezwolenski

As for this petri dish we call life, well, maybe it will get tipped down the sink tomorrow. Until then, let's enjoy it shall we?

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