Téa Brennan's Stuff.
  • Funny stuff
  • July18th

    This morning, I woke up to a fun meme on Twitter. The #changelovetoknobsongs hashtag. For those that are unfamiliar with how these things take off, it generally means everyone gets on board, tries to have some fun with it, and after a little while, we all move on and everything goes back to normal. 95% of the posts are crap, but there is a portion that will have you laughing so hard, it is worth it.

    When Julia Gillard ousted Kevin Rudd as Prime Minister, #spill was born. #ausvotes2010 has emerged as the hashtag for the Australian Federal Election. It helps people to connect, live, during an event on Twitter. The commentary is a mixed bag. Most of it is crap. But, there are a few gems in amongst it that really highlight the value of Twitter. Not only as commentary, but as a source of comedy. @kevinruddexpm seized that moment during the spill, providing us with lowbrow, but instantaneous humour during the leadership change.

    And you know what? I love every minute of it.

    Why am I comparing #changelovetoknobsongs to #spill? Well, why not? Both of those were sourced from the very same group of people. Both had roughly the same ratio of comedy to crap. And you know what? Yeah, it’s dick jokes. But that’s not even the point.

    There were a few people who got on their high horses about the lameness of the meme. (@jasonjordan @lonefemaletog I am sorry if you think I am singling you guys out here  - much luvs)… but the commentary revolved around it being an “embarrassment” for Twitter. That it is not something you would want to showcase as an example of the power of Twitter. That the jokes were lazy or that “professionals” (still confused about what that even means) would not appreciate the joke.

    But the point of Twitter is that it is not the quality of the content, or volume, or even the sophistication of the jokes that matter. It’s that everyone can find an audience, and for a brief moment we can all suspend our grown-upness and be idiots and run with it in the hope of making others laugh. It comes from the ground up. Or, the gutter up, in many cases. But that is precisely why Twitter is so powerful.

    Twitter is powerful because people don’t need to censor themselves. Smart people, “professional” people, academics, Doctors, Lawyers, Accountants, IT people, political people, retail assistants, 10, 12, 31, 45, 62… can all play on a level playing field and just be dumb and puerile for a little while. Because we are all 3-dimensional. I am a mother of 3 kids, own a business and have a high IQ. I also (surprisingly) know big words, have table manners and wear clothes from David Jones. I am going to be a Doctor and you know what? I find farts funny. And the day I stop finding farts funny is the day I become everything I hate.

    I feel qualified to speak on this because I attract business because of who I am and how I say it on Twitter. I speak in an authentic voice and I make no apologies for doing so. I am friends with the most amazing group of diverse people, many of them “professionals”, and they love me for me. That’s how it should be. Airs and graces and pretence is an outmoded and dying concept. I am thankful to Twitter for allowing me to have my real voice out there.

    Formality and hierarchy are slowly being eroded, and of course those who either don’t get that, or those who hold power because of it, will resist it. But ultimately, lowbrow or not, these are the things that are changing society for the better. Where a woman can swear and people *respect* what she’s doing. Where a Doctor or a Lawyer can be a *person* rather than a robot. Where a knob joke or a vagina joke has equal airtime to political commentary. It is eclectic, it is not always high quality, but there are gems if you are open to it. And that is why I will always defend it.

    I don’t think I have laughed so much as after joining Twitter. It truly is crowdsourced comedy. And yes, like all crowdsourcing you’ll get amateur crap you have to sort through, but every so often, there is this glimmer of genius, or turn of phrase that makes you realise that it’s truly revolutionary. Not many get it or see it the way I do, I understand that, but you know, seriously, lighten the fuck up.

    Poo. Bum and Wee. Burp. Fart.

    • Share/Bookmark
  • April5th

    I would wander into the tea room, give you a smile and say something small-talky along the lines of "oh no, another work week, but at least this is a short one", except, all I did was work all weekend. Dealing with tech support issues that aren’t even my problem. So unfortunately the niceties aren’t really coming easily today.

    The Web Design business prepares you for being a Doctor in quite a few ways you wouldn’t expect… long hours, lots of "Emergencies" that aren’t actually urgent, lots of balking at bills and assuming you are "rich", lots of "c’mon, just one more free hit"… mass consumption of caffeine & Red Bull… and a lot of people acting as though you are their own personal counsellor/troubleshooter/agony aunt/whipping girl.

    So I figure hey, at least if I am a Doctor I get to say what I do and actually get some respect. People go to jail for practicing Medicine without a licence.

    OK, that’s not the real reason for me going to Medical School, but it sounded funny in my head :)

    • Share/Bookmark
  • September7th

    Jason and I were sitting on the couch the other night, watching the wheelchair basketball at the Paralympics. One of our old schoolmates is in the Aussie team, has one prosthetic leg (that he had back then), and it led to a discussion about the… umm… cut off point … for what state the legs must be in to play wheelchair basketball at an elite level. The interesting thing was that this guy also kicked arse at "normal" basketball, because Jason used to play against him!

    It then led to a game of speculating ‘who had what’ disability. Based on the muscular tone of the legs, or absence or legs, we speculated who was a "full" paraplegic, who was an amputee, etc. After a good… 5 minutes of this discussion, Jason then also lamented how he wishes that he could cut his left foot off. He has a neurological bone problem in his ankle that makes it extremely painful to walk for too long, and I have often sympathised with him and said that I would consent to him being amputated if it was ever ‘mangled by accident’… because then he would be classed as a "disability" rather than just a "fat fuck with a bad ankle". And we could sit and collect all that fat disability cash.

    Anyway, our conversation descended into how to go about the removal of said foot without being charged. It was at that moment that I realised something. I turned to Jason and said:

    "See, we have to be together forever, because there is noone else on this planet that would ever put up with either of us, talking shit about disabled people like that."

    In that vein, we have actually decided to start podcasting. Sure, we might only have 3 people listening, but we think its going to be a fun step. The idea is to give some people some insight into the bullshit discussions that 2 weirdos like us have. I am thinking it will be no more than half an hour, once a month or so, in which we either:

    1. Publicly share our grievances with one another
    2. Allow me to get on one of my comical rants
    3. Talk shit about disabled people and other underprivileged and completely-undeserving-of-our-pisstaking members of society
    4. Make you realise the grumpy old man in a 29 year old body that I live with, and laugh at
    5. Answer questions from our listener(s).
    6. May even be an appearance or two from Mina, if she is so inclined.

    We think it’ll be fun. Submit questions for the first one and as soon as we are settled in at the new house, we’ll do our first one. Should be a blast, I reckon.

    • Share/Bookmark
  • April1st

    Oh man, I just got done…

    I went to order a product from ThinkGeek that looked really cool… not that I have much use for it, but it seemed really quite awesome.

    And it was an April Fool. Dammit. Now I want it even more!

    • Share/Bookmark
  • March31st

    Proving my theory that all great rappers are nerds right…

    • Share/Bookmark
  • February16th

    I just received this in my inbox from an anonymous “concerned friend”:

    picture-6.png

    I thought it was one of my friends playing a joke – because – well – you all know what bastards you are. :)

    Turns out it was from my HUSBAND.

    He didn’t get me a card for Valentine’s Day, so I guess that this counts? Does it?

    • Share/Bookmark
  • December16th

    If you haven’t seen Charlie the Unicorn yet on Youtube, well, see it, because otherwise this post won’t make any sense.

    I was filming about the place the other night and found the kids in the bath calling “Chaaaaarlie”. Who said my kids were geeks? OK, I did.

    Mina also wanted me to set her up with a World of Warcraft account… I wish someone would come out with something similar (BUT NOT TOONTOWN which is shit) for younger kids… anyway…

    YouTube Preview Image
    • Share/Bookmark
  • December10th

    My friend 2Bar posted this link on his blog… and I have spent all evening laughing my arse off. Go. read. now.

    If you’ve ever had a gripe with the bogan baby names, well, this site is for you.

    And I give you a little pearler:

    “I have a 7 yr. old daughter named Mariah Carrie [last name] … as you can tell my husband really likes the singer and we even have a picture with the real Mariah Carey and my Mariah Carrie together. So we are expecting our second child in April and i think we should stick with a singer/star name since we started it with Mariah, yet we call her maya. Sex is unknow so if its a boy I like: Marc Anthony and if its a girl: Aaliyah Marie. What do you guys think? any suggestions? any star/singer names?”

    Is that vomit I can taste in my mouth?

    I remember when I was in hospital and some bogans were calling their kid “come here, Shania!”. Nothing like a little feral white toddler from Perth, with a booger in her nose, being called Shania. If I was her, I wouldn’t have responded either, in the off chance that people that it was my name and I was being called…

    And yes, Jason, if I kept you awake around midnight with my laughter, it was because of this site…

    • Share/Bookmark
  • October8th

    I noticed that I haven’t posted in a while, so i thought I had better — anyone that has been blogging for any length of time, or anyone who runs a business would understand — often it’s hard to find time.

    We had been talking about a pet for a while, and finally got one! We adopted a really handsome boy called Bobby from the Cat Haven. There are so many cats that need good homes, I think its the best way to a) give some money to an excellent cause and b) avoid kittens.

    Bobby is 18 months old and had been beaten pretty badly by a dog. The people who found him spent a lot of money on getting him all fixed up, and I am grateful they did, because he really is a Brennan, that boy.

    So yes, I had my very own lolcat. Meet Bobby:

    lolbob.jpg

    The kids love him, Jules runs around the house screaming “Bobby! CAT! Bobby! CAT!” whenever he sees him.

    And speaking of the J Man, I filmed some video tonight during dinner of his enthusiasm for Amy Winehouse’s “Rehab” — whenever I sing the song, he sings the “no no no” part, and I just had to share:

    Other than that, not terribly much has been happening, except I am finding my feet in the business, learning to defend myself against people who don’t value my work or vision, and have loads of work to do, as always.

    Oh, and its the middle of the school holidays, which makes me a little bit stabby.

    • Share/Bookmark
  • September11th

    Thanks to a post on Justine Ungaro’s blog, I had the privilege of finding out how addicted to blogging I am.

    I really didn’t think I was that addicted. But then again, most addicts are also in denial.

    The result?

    88%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?

    • Share/Bookmark