Monday, March 23, 2009

Random Titbits

Water Saving Shower Heads

We should have them

Women of the Wild West


What is this country coming to?
I look out my collegiate porthole (or “window”) onto the bustling allyway below and see women workers, women voters, even women drivers! But strap on my flares and call me Elvis if I ever thought I’d live to see the day we had women lower west-wingers.
For any of you young whippersnappers reading who may be unaware of certain traditions, the lower part of the purple palace was briefly converted into a male-only corridor to match the female-only corridor above it. Apparently stuff went down around that reckless heyday of the millennium change that required sexual segregation, and, from the little information I have about that time, I can only blame dot-coms and Osama Bin Laden for the debacle.
But my how the bubble has burst and the towers have fallen! Inward crash the barbarians at the gates and gone are the golden mornings when underwear-clad testosterone factories could roam the lavender aisle expelling all manners of bodily gas.
Goodbye, you little chunk of hairy history.

Fresh Tastes Better: Fresher's Fresh and Full of Life!

In this brand new Whit section, we find out what one of the Freshers would taste like if you cooked and ate them, through a series of made-up-on-the-spot questions! This issue's lucky Fresher delicacy is Stu Herben.
Stu, Where are you from?
Anglesea
Mmm, seafood. What are you studying?
Environment at RMIT.
Mmm, cosmopolitan. If you had be doused in one edible liquid...?
Mayonaise.
And finally, if you had to have one terminal disease, which would you have?
Fatal Herpes.
Therefore... Stu tastes like: Calamari

Word on the Street

“Why do I care? I'm Flip!.”
Scotty Mac after the CRD when asked on the way home from the Clyde where Rosie was.

“You look nothing like your photograph.”
The O-Week leaders to Eli. Have a look at Eli's Fresher Photo up on the office wall to find out why this is so funny.

“If God offered to make me hot, I'd decline and ask to be Cal.”
Thanks Werner. That's the kind of attitude that guarantees you a shoutout in The Whit.

“:( ... :O ... ;D ... :)"
The angry, cryptic and emotionally confused message that Tobi sent to the villain who left 2 kilograms of raw meat hidden under his bed. Tobi's room STUNK.

Lol Ca(p)t(ion)s

I hate Lolcats in much the same way I hate Sarah Palin or the economic stimulus bill - I think they're stupid wastes of space. But Ben Zagami and co have requested a caption contest, so blame them. Funniest 2 captions will be published.

News!

These happy days are yours and mine; Happy days!

Welcome Fresherinos and welcome back Return-a-doodlies! I just feel it in my most cuddly parts that you're eager for GOOD TIMES! I know I am.
Therefore, to aid us in the pursuit of such times, we here at Whit Team HQ have kindly put together a list of our top 5 tips to ensure an excellent year. You may have better ideas, and we encourage you to try them, but these are ours. May all that is awesome... begin!

1. Drink lots of water.
It seems like odd advice, I know. But there exists almost no bad mood, bad feeling or bodily annoyance that isn't caused in some part by dehydration. You will be surprised how much this works.
2. Do things.
This year, actually get involved in stuff. And not just college stuff! Join your local bridge playing club. Organize a rally. Bottle and annotate your farts. Just do things!
3. Be Sheep, but Sheep with Occasional Tourettes.
Going out as a college is the best thing ever. we fill up pubs and have a blast. But always going to the same places sucks. Make sudden and random decisions when going out in large groups.
4. Watch TV.
In the outside world, we take TV for granted. It's always been there for us. But in college, somehow we neglect our faithful friend in favour of sleep, study and the network. Re-connect and feel normal for half an hour by watching some good ol' idiot box.
5. Choose your lunch table at random.
You can eat dinner with your regular friends; the quarter or half the college you usually see. But at lunch, every now and again, roll a dice or toss a coin. Make new friends or enemies.


Green Team edge out Blue in fierce O-Week competition.

In a further decisive move to stamp a green tinge over Whitley College as we begin 2009, the Green Team led by Flip and E.C. have emerged victorious from the O-week festivities.
Raking in the points with their Beach Day, Fashion Parade and Botanic Gardens dominance, Green edged out Blue and held off valient late surges by Purple and Pink to claim this fleeting glory and some pretty sweet Gold Class movie tickets.
Highlights from the week include:
- Ben Sherriff's disturbing but unforgettable performance as Hitler at Southbank skits.
- The man wrapped in newspaper, with his asphyxiated cat.
- The first time the Freshers heard the Fresher dance song at the pub, and all finally realized what it's all about.
- Jeff and Geoff's dance at Toga Party. It was almost a Fresher dance in itself. Amazing. Make sure you get them to show you sometime.
- The Ponding Towels. There's nothing quite like rubbing the college logo all over your naked body to build Whitley pride.
The week was an exhausting success, and much applause goes out to both the whole O-week team behind the scenes and the Freshers for being so enthusiastic.


The Donut is Mouldy

Krispy Kreme garbage bins step aside this week, because there’s a new pest-infected donut growing adhesive green slime in town!
In what can only be described as a last-ditch attempt by administration to more closely resemble either UC or a mating banjo frog for the delight of the incoming roden- I mean Freshers, our beloved nut is getting a makeover.
Apparently sidestepping the Victorian State law against putting lipstick on pigs, Whitley has put eyeshadow on the proverbial wolf as the windows to the Whitley soul are re-painted.
(If you pronounce the “re” in that last sentence like Bugs Bunny, the alliteration is much better).
So has Margie misinterpreted the Enviro rep’s constant requests to make the college more green?
Although, if Maintenance Legend-in-Chief Reuben’s hard work to fix the many newly glued-together windows is anything to go by, it may actually save us on the heating bill.
Student reception to the paint job has been as unremarkable as the colour, with most returning students interviewed agreeing that while it’s hardly something to write a whole Whit article shouting about, it does look better than white.
Word on the street is that because we’re a heritage listed pastry, there were only a set number of colour swatches to choose from. Apparently the other two options were “Intestine Puce” and “Zac Timpano’s Dirty Mi-Goreng Tupperware Bowl”. In that case it was an admirable choice.
“As a first impression to Whitley for the new freshers it’s a lovely hideous sight,” says Vice President Rosanna Powell.
Aren’t we all, Rosie, Aren’t we all?


Editor's Rant

It begins again!
First and foremost let me apologize for how long it’s taken me to get this issue of the Whit out of my computer and into your waste receptacles. It’s been a stressful few weeks for everyone with O-week and Uni, and I’ve had gainful employment and a stage show to contend with also. But we battle on.
The Whit this year, as with every year, is going to reflect its editor. And its editor is very, very ambitious.
However many limitations there may be on what a toilet door magazine can do, it’s fairly clear to me that it can do a lot more than it has been.
To fulfill my wildest ambitions for The Whit though, I need support and this support can come in any number of forms from all of you out there.
For those who can put a few words together, those words are always welcome here. If not, maybe you saw or took a great photo. I trawl Facebook the best I can, but I can only see so much. I can’t be in every lunch conversation to pick up great quotes, or at every pub to catch Downlow contenders. I’m just the editor.
Each of you should aspire in 2009 to have something printed on the back of the toilet door. However small it may be.
It’s up to you guys to help shape what you want in your college rag. Otherwise it’s just 8 pages of my opinions and experiences which I know you hear enough of anyway.
This year, let’s work together to make The Whit something we’re proud of.

Friday, October 17, 2008

News!


The Queen is Down-ing!

Tobimaru Yamomoto takes out the prestigious Downlow award, with some unlikely regicide.

The Queen is dead, long live the Queen.
Tobi, of room 307, won the overly large Downlow trophy at last night's Sports Dinner for his coin-swallowing antics.
Pictured centre here, just hours before the incident, his evil grin belies the inner hatred he must have bore towards the monarchy.
Speaking today in an exclusive interview within the lush and stylish offices of the Whit editorial HQ, Tobi was without remorse regarding the royal attack.
Asked whether, if he had the chance, he would do it all again, he casually commented, "Next time I do, I'll try and swallow."
Many have congratulated Tobi, and no doubt all readers have had to make that agonizing decision at least once in their lives: "Which end do I want this to come out of?"
Jo and Paynie took home the sports trophies which was about as surprising as the sun coming up this morning, but the evening was a general success.

Whitley's Top Pundits Have Their Say:

Mustacheo Whitley
"It was the right choice. Tobi is fool, and fools must die. The prize is death, right?"

George Washington
"This was exactly the manner in which the colonies overthrew the monarchy in 1776 and declared US independence."

The Whitley Art Room
"Use me! Please just use me! I'll be your Queen, I'll be your Tobi, I'm yours!"


Springtime For Hepner

Jacob Hepner, the college’s much vaunted previous food rep, has narrowly avoided $75 public nudity fine this week after it was revealed he actually was wearing clothes – just very tiny ones.
After an extensive investigation, a team of crack journalists from the Whit (not, as widely reported, a team of journalists on crack) was able to establish the existence of the clothes, using an electron microscope.
“I’m thinking of heading to Brunny to buy a new pair of stubbies,” he was heard to say before the incident.
“These shorts are just too long.”
Those present who witnessed the allegedly “too long” shorts would be tempted to disagree.
The problem, it seems, is summer. The approaching sun is bringing happiness to all and much baring of winter-white skin.
Residents are advised to be on the lookout for naked students pretending to be Hepner in shorts in an attempt to cheat the system.

Editor's Rant

Welcome foolish mortals, once again, to the Whit.
It's been a quiet couple of weeks, or at least that's what you'd gather if this frivolous and news-devoid publication was your only window into the Whitley world. Which I trust it isn't.
For this issue we've kept in all the gold from previous issues and piled on more - a lot like what global governments are trying to to do to the economy. Yes, that's right, the added page this week is my contribution to the nationwide injection of excess captial. Only funny.
If you don't find the Whit amusing enough for your tastes, or want it to come out more often, then CONTRIBUTE! I'm always looking for pretty much anything. A few sentences or drawings will do.
Until next time, happy toilet use!

Amusements

Word on the Street

“Hey, are you Tony?”
An admiring fan who mis-heard the crowd chants at Battle of the Bands and tried to compliment Tobi's sweet bass skills.

“I really like the new Whit. Is that font Courier New?”
Scotty M offers a strange compliment and an incorrect guess.

“Let's get to work digging now, there's five spades over there, I want you to make sure it's flush against the wall.”
Zagami foreshadows Flip's mental breakdown after a tough loss at the Ben Zagami Invitational Poker Tournament. Zagami did not place.

“I definately don't want to take Zagami to the hood”
Banksy replies to Ben's ever-present chatter.

Factoids and Trivialities

Cal knows stuff that you now know too! Send in things you know that Cal doesn't and I'll publish them.
- Rats can't throw up. Party on, rat friends.
- The cigarette lighter was invented before matches, both of which were invented before the cigarette as it is known today.
- Australia has the highest ratio of Nobel prize winners to population of any country. 13 (arguably 14) Australians have won one.

Birthday Bonanza!

Sarah McCluskey (21/10) has the same birthday as Alfred Nobel, founder of the Nobel prize, which is why they are given out at this time of year.
Cal Samson (23/10) has the same birthday as musician "Weird Al" Yankovic and also as the United Nations General Assembly.
Nic Boyle (27/10) has the same birthday as poet Sylvia Plath and as Monty Python Flying Circus member John Cleese.

The Judge, and Extras.

Hot
- The Weather. Here comes the sun, and I say it's all right.
- The feeling of Roy's Mohawk.
- Industrie bar. Cheap Jaeger, but it shuts too early.
- Goran playing basketball. Seriously, what isn't this guy good at?
Not

- Whitley garlic bread. Just because mould made penicillin, does not mean I want it for dinner.
- The look of Roy's Mohawk.
- Undecorated Whitley toilets. Some corridors need to get their acts together!
- SWOTVAC/exams.

Fashion Advice
In fashion, one thing we all agree on is that the establishment is passe. Keeping this in mind, this week, anything that a "shop" (or front for the capitalists) is selling is out. Wear only that which no one else is or could be wearing. And of course only wear it once.

Immedioscopes (More accurate if read on the toilet)
Upper red - You will experience an odour.
Lower red - Toilet seats will remain chilly.
Upper blue - You fail to find true happiness while reading this.
Lower blue - I can't see you right now.
Upper yellow - You will realise Cal has used the toilet you're using now.
Lower yellow - You will consume food this week.
Upper green - Your next shower will involve bubbles of some kind.
Lower green - You will finish reading this sentence.
Girl's purple - You will soon pull up your pants.
Boy's purple - You will be unhappy with your overall appearence in the mirror upon leaving the toilet cubicle.

Introducing... Mama Muji!
We all know that we love Muji. But what does Muji know about love?
Turns out, quite a bit. As such, he has volunteered to be you guide! Drop your emotional quandaries and pressing questions of love in to Cal or Muji's room (313/314) and be enlightened by Whitley's very own relationship guru!

Opinion - Sceince and Enigneering Students angry!

Sceince and Enigneering students were angry the other day at the donut. Steve Meade described the holesome whit as a discrase.
“Do you expect me to be able to read the toilet trash without a dixionary?, it is a discrase!”
The reading skils of Sceince and Enigneering students have been questioned by arts students. It would seem that the only people pleased with the new whit editor are the arts students as they get more pictures and more sylables. A divide is what this has caused. Sarah Mcluskey even went as far as saying that “Cal is being an editor for those writing types”. Bones also said something “I fought this was meant to be a civil Australian standards newsletter.
Ned powell said things as well, after analyzing the report, Ned Powell was still dumbstruck by one small part of the whit ‘the Student Exec batons were passed on.’ Looking at his shoes he commented on the fact that batons normally occur during athletics.
At won moment Owen quoted a peace of the whit
“’Already, the efforts of the new exec are lovingly assaulting the very fabric of the college for its own good’. He then said some more stuff “What bloomin fabric??, there was no fabric in my time.. just bricks and motar!”
Lauren Wright, Hayley and Melissa were witnessed mumbling about the whit after using the Di Hydrogen Monoxide dispenser… “what does recompense mean?”
Matt Day who thought he saw Lauren Wright, Hayley and Melissa torqueing, commented on Factoids and Trivialities?, a factoid… is that a shape?. Beaming he continued, It must be cause the donut circumference =2 x pi x R.
Bridget and Roy two unnamed arts students frustrated with the lack of understanding shown by some other members of the college thought that two competing whits would be a good idea. This theory was stopped when hepner said “who would be able to print it?”
Many scary things are hapening between sceience/enigneering and arts students. The strained relationship between the ‘common man’ and the whit may be under stress.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Preview

The latest edition of the Whit should hit toilets everywhere TOMORROW!

Preview material for the lucky blog readers (and I highly recommend you get your acts together and RSS feed subscribe, to stay always updated) includes:

1) Who will win the Downlow? Our top analysts look at the night of nights in a lead story so hot off the presses it hasn't happened yet.

2) Engineering and Science students fight back! The controversial essay that could rock the very foundations of the Whit to the ground!

Plus! All the regular sections you've grown to know and if not love then certainly mouth "elephant shoes" at in some kind of feeble attempt to avoid the issue that they love you.
Joined by all new regular columns, a whole extra page of Whit goodies (yes, THREE pages!) and a secret mystery celebrity guest...

STAY TUNED!

Friday, October 03, 2008

Amusements!

Word on the street

“We all thought he was the new maintenance guy.”
Lisa explains why no one thought to stop the now infamous Mr. Dodgy episode.

“This guy had peed himself. There’s no way Whitley would have hired him.”
Trev (who co-captured him) confused about the break-in and subtly complimenting Ozzie’s bladder.

“Throw it outwards not up!”
Tobi, criticizes the linking technique of the failed tin-can telecommunications project from Michelle’s room to West Wing.

“She broke the rules! It’s not fair! There are rules!”
Matt Day after being doused with milk in a water fight, and smelling lactose-fresh as a result.

Factoids and Trivialities

Cal knows stuff that you now know too! Send in things you know that Cal doesn't and I'll publish them.

- You’re more likely to die falling out of bed than in a plane crash.
- France still executed people by guillotine until 1977.
- US Senate and Presidential candidates spend the same amount per year on campaigning that The Bahamas spends per year on everything. It is also the same amount Americans spend each year on chewing gum. It’s all about perspective.

Birthday Bonanza!

Jon Curnow (2/10) has the same birthday as comedian and actor Groucho Marx.
Leila Williams (3/10) has the same birthday as singer Gwen Stefani.
Tristan Watts (10/10) has the same birthday as the classical composer Verdi.
Trev Rumbold (14/10) has the same birthday as fashion designer Ralph Lauren and also e.e. cummings, the poet who annoyingly de-capitalized his name.

News!

Exec Up-Heaved!

In what was less of the violent regime change some Whit editorial staff had hoped for, and more of an organized democratic election, the Student Exec batons were passed on.
For those who missed the SGM, and seek recompense for the fine they're copping for doing so, the new team is:
- Chanu for Arts
- Spruce for Social
- Flip & Jo for Sports
- Walshy for Secretary
- Scotty B for Treasurer
- Rosie for VP
- Timmy for President.
Heated (often to near boiling point) campaigning for almost every position was followed by significantly cooler beers at Naughtos as the victors were hailed and the others consoled.
Already, the efforts of the new exec are lovingly assualting the very fabric of the college for its own good.
Chanu's awesome Arts Calender in the JCR is a must-browse destination this spring and by the time you read this you may already have gone bowling as a welcome-back event.
GC positions are filled too, and most notably the editorial sword of change has fallen on this fine newspaper's previous editor, Jess.
Cal is commandeering publications, Haley takes Envrio, Bridget is Library rep, Tobi eats Food and unit Joshy Cowan is Fitness.


Editor's Rant

It’s been a long and grueling night of playing Kings as I sit down to compile my first issue of our beloved bathroom companion. So, at best, these sentences are hazy. Anyway, two things are of general importance re: Whit.
Uno: Thank you others for not running against me for publications rep. Victory is so much sweeter with no competition – see Steven Bradbury.
Deuce: All of the articles that appear in the Whit are now available online at http://the-whit.blogspot.com. The logic behind this being now people can comment on articles they like or don’t like, and talk about the stuff in them. If no one reads it, then I’ll stop doing it.
Welcome back to college!

Why no one's pre-gaming in Anna's room for a while

Ah, Whitley. You mighty fortress of student's money and iPods. How you have been breached.
Through the smoky, delicious labyrinth of the kitchen, past the watchful eyes of Jude and others, into our hallowed halls came Mr. Dodgy.
Yes, that's right, some weird guy broke in, pinched some change from open rooms and spread unpleasant smells where pleasant smells previously dewlt. ie: Anna Hindson's room.
It would be hypocritcal of me to remind everyone to lock your doors, since I'm reasonably sure mine hasn't been locked since O-Week, but if I can teach you anything as Whit editor it's that I'm not a good role model.
Lock stuff!

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