Its Snot OK

I was driving to North Sydney this afternoon, … and guess what was presented to me along the roadside?

Some guy conducting a gold digging explorative search up his nose with his finger. What’s with these people? Isn’t it still an unsociable thing to do, or at least can’t they hide in some alley out of public view to do their business. I was almost compelled to call the police and report him for indecent exposure or at the very least, visual pollution. This sort of thing makes me ill.

Hey, I have a lot of room for tolerance, and I’m happy to put up with this, if let’s say, you use any finger on your ‘left hand’. Reserve the right hand for those germ free handshakes, and for opening and closing doors, etc. Imagine giving someone a high five, only to find remnants of some green putty in your palms. Yuk!

20121101-195151.jpg I went to the gym this afternoon, really hoping that this exercise switch is back ‘on’. Also saw Rob from the local rugby club along with his gorgeous baby girl. He was signing back up, and I was returning from retirement.

Immediately after the gym, I went and purchased this choice acoustic guitar. My last guitar was given away to a young boy who was learning to play at the time. Hopefully, he’s still deligently strumming those strings.

Going to go find those dusty music books. Goodnight all.

The Human Race


I watched a documentary recently, and one thing I learnt was that almost every species on PLANET EARTH engages in homosexual activity. However, we humans are the only one’s who have made homophobia a contentious and frequent topic of discussion. You gotta love the Discovery Channel.

We would also have to be the dumbest species to have the word ‘suicide’ added into our vocabulary. I could be wrong, but I’ve yet to witness a bug fly directly into a spiders web having considered that all his options in life had come to an end, or a grizzly bear precariously balanced over the edge of some cliff not coping with the breakdown of relationship with mama bear. It’s got to easier being a monkey, my main worries would simply be where I would get my next bunch of bananas. I love bananas in my smoothie, and I love mangoes … though I’m not sure if monkeys love mangoes?

It’s Bens 13th birthday this weekend and my credit card magnetic strip is poised for the anticipated wear and tear. He’s already called this morning and all I can remember is XBox, Star Wars Lego, Halo and Assassins Creed. The list was much longer, I doubt he will be concentrating on school work today.

Catcha’s

Great News

Unbelievable results today everyone, the cancer count has dropped. Yessiree, the numbers are on my side finally, this is the second drop, the pomegranate juice works, all that up, down, up, down, up, down on the dumb bell lifty thingy works, the meds probably contributed, the sleeping pills are useless, and having awesome friends definitely works.

My mate Pete not only furnished me with accurate and detailed information about the songs Prince sang during his Australian tour, but he also left me a good book titled, “The Secret Language of your Body”. The book contained 230 pages of words that even my bi-focals struggled with, … and I’m not sure what drove Pete to even imagine I could cope with that, … and so I thumbed through to the pages that connected most with me, and I read those 6 pages over and over and over again.

I was even more ecstatic when the doctor said, see you in 6 months time. This was my verbal assurance from the grand wizard (who also wore the coolest watch) that although Sydney had been issued with a severe weather warning tonight with the State Emergency Services on high alert, I can sleep well tonight and for the next 182.5 nights likewise.

Those wild winds can blow the roof off my house, I’m still going to cuddle warmly under my blanket, content that everything can get better.

I have been issued with a free Get Out of Jail card, and I’m bashing this one down on the monopoly table hard for impact. If the table breaks, who cares. I’m going back to the gym tomorrow to work on my pecs, eat bananas and drink gallons of protein shakes. I’m going to dream tonight about conquering Mount Everest, and if I forget my oxygen equipment, who cares!

Adios Chichitos.

The little things

Yup, that’s a picture of the pristine waters at Hawaii, and also a great view of my perspective on life. While everyone was splashing around in the water, I was taking a keen interest on the small things.

The little fish were almost see through, and if you stared long enough, you would see a colony of them, or is that a school of them. Interesting that the people who collected words for the first English dictionary associated groups of fish with the house of learning and academics. Don’t they only have a 3 second memory? And how the hang did someone find that out?

I just love the way the Japanese come up with clever brain games, I like Sudoku a lot. I read somewhere that you need to exercise the brain with mathematical and IQ type games to minimise the incidence of memory loss. I’ve reduced my sleeping tablet intake to minimise my troubling memory loss, this has been worrying. Im also doing Sudoku puzzles, to kick start the neurons. Once this works, I’ll look for my keys again.

Tomorrows’ a big day, I find out the next set of lotto numbers that determine whether life has been sweet. I had a shave tonight so that the oncologist would think I’m half decent, and I’ve laid out my clothes similarly to someone attending a job interview. I hope I pass!

Good night sweetos almatomichios. More evidence I should have been in the printing industry when the dictionary was being put together.

Be wise and thrifty.

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Well, that bit of arse kissing didn’t work yesterday. I still got hit with a bill of almost $500 to configure a modem router to the Internet. I was reminded that if I don’t use one of the more run of the mill popular brands then it’s a bit of a challenge to work through the menu options to get the ports opened for email (internal and remote) working.

I was mesmerized by my new TP-LINK modem’s claim that I was not buying any ordinary modem, but a very fast F1 racing car, and I was impressed! The earlier Netgear and Link Sys Models that i had been carrying fall well short with what I have now.

Personally, I’m not a big fan of the big brand name equipment because upgrades and improvements occur so quickly you should budget to replace an entire system within 3 or 4 years (small business). Believe me I’ve seen my fair share of supposed reliable items packing up prematurely. The worst example was 4 server grade hard drives in a RAID system, over a space of 6 months, and then I had to buy a replacement server because the old server just crashed too often.