Why Brad Pitt Makes a Great Tyler Durden
posted by Slam Adams! Spoilers for both the film and the book of Fight Club. If you have not experienced either of them, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. In 1999, director David Fincher… Continue reading
posted by Slam Adams! Spoilers for both the film and the book of Fight Club. If you have not experienced either of them, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. In 1999, director David Fincher… Continue reading
Today G-Funk and Hedgie attend Perth’s big geek day out – that being the 10th Annual Supernova Pop Culture Expo. In between meeting Christopher Lloyd and picking a fight with Theon Greyjoy (poor… Continue reading
A parenting photoseries by G-FUNK I’d like to think that I’m doing a decent job or raising Funk, Jr. We have fun, he laughs plenty and is pretty healthy. He likes helping out… Continue reading
A feature by G-FUNK. When I was on my way to becoming a parent my wife and I had a discussion about whether or not we should participate in the charade of Santa… Continue reading
You’re a geek. You want to spend your time immersed in your geekery. Watching TV and movies, surfing the internet, writing fanfic, gaming, building ships in bottles – whatever your interest is you… Continue reading
Playing with your geekling is awesome, and building blocks are a simple joy. A set of colourful blocks plus a re-purposed Jenga set has provided more hours of entertainment than the expensive interactive… Continue reading
There are plenty of arguments for having your child immunised against disease. Like you, my doctor has suggested vaccinating my child to prevent them from getting ill, but those doctors have failed to… Continue reading
Over the past few years, one idea has been implanted in my mind. Left to its own devices that idea festered and grew before I could no longer ignore it: I should give… Continue reading
I’ve always seen stress balls as an item found in a yuppie’s working environment. Not something to be used to relieve stress – they have cocaine and hookers for that – but for… Continue reading