howie’s halfpipe

i have anew email link on the left hand side now……..its like doing renovations on a house……have inga new email link would be equivelant to having a new verndah on a house i reckon

the job interivew yesterday ended up going for 4 hours…i hope idont get the job.

i’m going to start myown business making wedding videos and small corporate stuff and other videio production stuff, I dont know how it will go but i think its a good idea.
i need a name, heres what i have so far.

lasting productions
howie productions

well actrually i only have 2 so far, but if you think of any email them to me,

i dont think those two are all that interesting!

i’m in a job interview right now….not often that one psts whils in an interview

i have a job interview in the morning, i’m not really sure what its for i know its a callcentre but thats about it.

the elections are over and bobby carr is backin office. I was watching the news tonight and bob took the head of cityrail onto peak hour trains and walked up and down the carriges saying “anyone have any complaints about the train service in sydney, i have the head of cityrail here’ thats cool the news report said that the head guy of cityrail recieved many complaints

still ticking over

I went to the peace rally yesterday, i went by myself becasue i wanted to film it and i figured if i want to get good shots i need to be alone so i can roam all over the city getting good vantage points, it worked i got some good stuff i think, i watched it last night with tommy and jane, i dont know what they said, no one complained about the quality of my shots so maybe they where ok. It was the third major rally in sydney and i have been to all three, the next one is on palm sunday, i dont know if i’ll make it to that one, i might be in ulladulla still.
this article on michael moore is kinda cool….
how good was the cricket last night…good on the aussies, in absolute dynamtie form……..

UNFINISHED LIFE
OF A PLEB

The autobiography of
HOWIE

INTRODUCTION

There are always life stories of famous people, people who sing songs so they get a book about themselves, people who hit a ball with a bat so they get a book, people who wear gray suites and stand in front of people, they get a book. What about the plebs? Us plebs never get books. I’m sure there are thousands and millions and billions of interesting life stories of plebs out there but all we hear about are singers politicians and sports people. Well I’m going to change all that I’m going to write my life story.
So far my life has been quite interesting although my life hasn’t been all that long as yet.
My life began twenty years ago, since then I have grown, changed and molded myself into the person that I am now, this book will rehash my life, the steps I’ve taken, the things I’ve done, the people I’ve met and the decisions I’ve made. I’m not writing it to praise my life or to give myself fame, I’m writing because I feel that I have an interesting life one that will make you read and be interested. And another reason is because I hate telling people my life story I’m one of those people that likes to tell something once I hate repeating myself, So this way if I find myself in the situation where I need to tell my story I can simply say “here’s my life, read it”. Sit back and enjoy the ride.

CHAPTER ONE

‘THE FIRST CHAPTER’

Robert Andrew Howie is my full name although I would like to change my name to just Howie, which would be cool. I was born on the 25th day of August in 1982 in Aberdeen Maternity Hospital, Aberdeen, Scotland. Sorry I’m not a true Aussie. Now I wasn’t just born a normal birth, I was born to a young girl who had been hiding the fact that she had a baby because she didn’t want her mother to find out that she was pregnant and to top it off she gave me the name, Kevin. Now I’m definitely not a Kevin, it just doesn’t suit me..Kevin..what was she thinking?
Now I’ve thought about this and hiding a big fat tummy wouldn’t be the easiest challenge in the world. But my mother had found a way to hide her pregnant ness. She didn’t eat much, now this would be fine normally but she was feeding two people so I didn’t get all the goodness and food that I should have received. This meant my body didn’t develop, as it should have. When I finally popped out like a piece of toast out of a toaster I was blind.
My mother had decided before the birth that she didn’t want to keep me, so at the birth she was blind folded and I was taken to a baby orphanage adoption pick up point kind of place. I think its like parcel pick up at Coles, where they put all your shopping on big trolleys and you drive up, they throw your shopping in the boot and off you go.
Meanwhile a couple of hippies one from Australia and the other from Scotland got married, but due to medical issues the woman couldn’t have babies so they rang up Coles parcel pick up and put them selves on a waiting list for a baby.
Just sidetracking a bit but I wonder if I was born today and these two hippies wanted a baby if they would order the baby on the Internet and it would be delivered the next day in a post pack?
Then one day the hippies got the call and they came in to pick up there parcel, and there I was laying there with a beam of light shinning down on me, with a choir of people behind me singing, Halleluiah Halleluiah! It was all very heavenly.
So there I am living with two hippies, and there they are living with a little parcel. They bought a nice big house in Aberdeen; I think the street was called Calcey seat road or something like that. My life had begun I was loved and nurtured, couldn’t see a bloody thing but I was a happy baby, tell you what though its mighty cold in Scotland, not that I remember, just though I would tell you that its cold in Scotland. I had quite bad asthma as a small bern (bern is Scottish for baby) hence regular trips to the hospital occurred.
Now we get to a nice part of the story, my eyes decided that they might work a bit, don’t know why it took them so long to decide to work. I think the eyeball union must have been striking at the time trying to get better working conditions. Mum said I was just rolling around on pillows and then she called out to me and I came straight to her. I think that’s what she said, I will have to ring her and find out the details, I mean it’s a bit hard for me to remember, I wasn’t even 1year old. I think I will have to check that as well I might have been older.
What happened next? Ah yes that right, I began to walk, walking is not as easy as it seems, one foot in front of the other. Well the very first time I decided to walk. You know I was rolling around on the floor, dribbling, wetting my nappy just doing normal baby things when suddenly; I though to myself its time for me to stand up, run for the door and get me out of here. So that’s what I tried to do, I stood up took my first few steps then BANG, I tripped over and hit my chin on a glass table, my top teeth went straight through my bottom lip, I still have a scar to this day which I think is pretty cool, cause I like good scars. So you can gather from this incident that I’m not the most coordinated person, and this doesn’t seem to have changed much throughout my life.
I never did make it to that door and escape; in fact I only just escaped two years ago.
I had a friend who lived across the street from us in Aberdeen, his name was Ian, well his name is still Ian but for the purposes of the story his name was Ian. I think we must have been friends because there are lots of baby photos of us two together. Or maybe I had no friends but the hippies just put other babies in my photos so when I grew up and looked back at the photos it would look like I had friends.
I should probably stop calling the hippies ‘hippies’, from now on I will call them Mum and dad, these names change later in my life but for now they can be mum and dad.
So life is pottering along I’m at least 15 months old now, quite old in the baby world. I’m still just doing baby things like dribbling, crying, trying to walk and eating worms and slugs. Ian and me are still friends. But then Mum and Dad decide that Scotland is crap and its time to move to civilization. That’s not the real reason but it sounds good. The real reason is that Mum (the Australian hippy) was feeling homesick and she wanted to be with her family. So off we went down under. I’m not sure if I was classified as hand luggage or if I was put in a wooden box and had to spend three months in a quarantine animal kennel.
Seeing as we didn’t have a house in Australia we ended up living with my auntie and uncle in their house. I don’t remember that house at all from when I was a baby but every now and then we used to go and visit them and all I can remember of that house was it had a pool and a big wall of mirrors, oh yes and their grass smelt funny. So that was house move number one of my life with the Hippies, Scotland to Aunties. We now move on to house move number two which was to a small flat in Hornsby, I’m still at the age that I cant remember a thing about my life but soon I will be able to tell you about things and places that I actually remember not just stuff I had to ask my mum and dad about.
It is very tempting to skip forward the next fifteen or so years and get up to date because my life has all of a sudden become very crazy, but alas I cant skip forward to now because that would mean my life story would be too incomplete to make a film about, I mean they already take a lot out of stories when they make films but if there isn’t much to begin with the movie will be about 3 minutes long including credits and advertisements for the candy bar.
After the Hornsby flat mum and dad produced the cash and bought a little house in Asquith, this was a fun house I remember mum painted big murals on my bedroom walls, I had the butcher the baker and the candlestick maker, and I had the magic pudding and a big kangaroo and I think maybe snuggle pot and cuddle pie. That was a very cool room. This house had a big backyard with a two-story shed/ cubby house thing. We used to have ducks in it. Quack quack. But one day the ducks flew away, sob sob.
After the overly dramatic farewell of my feathered friends the shed became a big cubby house for me, all painted in bright colors and I could sit upstairs and look out the window of my cubby house into the garden and pretend I was driving a train. It was soon now that I began going to pre school, Asquith long day care to be precise, I enjoyed this pre school as sometimes the cook would make spaghettis bolognaise for lunch, and we got to have a sleep in the day, I remember my little folding bed had an apple on it, and in the playground they had this extra super duper gigantic massive huge big climbing Jim thing that they could change the shape of. I’m not to sure that it was that big, in fact I reckon if I stood next to it today it would probably be up to my knees.
Mum said I got in trouble a lot at that place for swearing, imagine a little boy like me swearing, apparently I used to sit in the tree out the front of the house shouting out “shit, shit, shit” to all the people that walked past. It’s not good but for some reason I find that quite funny, in fact I think it’s very funny.
I think it is all good memories at this stage, you know I’m very young, life is breezy, just cruising along doing normal kid things, playing with matchbox cars, pretending to be a train driver, drawing cars, sitting in trees shouting explicit things, talking a lot and the odd tear. A Bit like puberty really
The time came where I had to leave Pre School and move on to primary school. The beginning of a new chapter I think.

CHAPTER TWO

“PRIMARY”

My first primary school was just around the corner from home, it was a big catholic school called St Patrick’s, Primary school was a place where I could further my knowledge of explicit language and hone in on my mischief making skills.
Kindergarten was fun, we made things and drew pictures and learnt how to read, my teacher looked like a pirate, lovely lovely woman but she had an eye patch that took a little while to get used to when you are only five.
Just sidetracking a bit but I saw her in K mart just the other week, and she remembered me from all those years ago, I think kindy teachers have some sort of super memory, they are not from this earth…sorry back to the past.
At lunchtime I would play marbles in the dirt or play with matchbox cars in the big brick wall with the holes in it, I don’t think I was allowed to take my cars to school but sneaking things past my mother is very easy. It still is easy.
At this school the only thing we seemed to be taught about was Mary, The mother of Jesus, Mary worksheets, Mary coloring pictures, My favorite was the Mary crosswords, they where very easy, one down was Mary and so was one across. Catholics seem to dwell on Mary a bit to much for my liking, Sure Mary was very important to the life if Jesus and she is a major player in Christian history but don’t think she is as important as the Catholics make her seem. Sorry if you are catholic I’m not having a go at your religion or beliefs I just personally find it a bit heavy.
I began to get in trouble a lot, and started my long shift of sitting away from the rest of the class, I was now in year one, I don’t remember much about year one, I’m sure it was something like, I got in trouble had to go sit outside, then I would go home do a bit of homework then go and pretend to be a train driver in my cubby house before dinner where we would eat spaghetti bolognaise every night followed by a long sustained mope as my parents tried to get me to go to bed.
Well its time for year two, and it is also time for house move number four.

well off to war we go……..bloody john howard. ….bloody george bush……..bloody sadam……………
some people painted no war on the opera house last night..that is cool. they got arrsted today.

I did like one ofthe things john howard said in his press conference, he said that if we didnt agree with his descision that we should not take our anger out on the troops and service men and women that instead we should have our beef with him and his goverment becasue they where the onesd who made the descision…I think thats good, think he will cop a lot of flack, he may regret saying that but its still good that he said it.
its like he still is making the desicios whether the public like it or not but hes also willing to take some form of resposnibilty associatedwith making such a rash desicion

i’ve got a cold…
i hope its not this killer nemonia desease that is killing people, they said today that it has reached australia, in perth….
I dont think i have got it.

there was a big film crew in hornsby today they where filming a tele movie for warner bros, it is set in the US but they are filming in Sydney, they had a big crain and hads et up lots of fake shopfronts and stalls ni the mall and changed all the signs on westfield, and i reckon thetre where about 200 extras…it was very very exciting..lights and cameras and sets and people with walkie talkies everywhere it was cool.

ah yes the wedding, I”ll talk about the wedding later but right now i have to say that i didnt drink any coke yesterday! i did it. No need to feel guilty about breaking the fast…i’m proud of myself!

its keith and stellas wedding tomorrw, and i’m filming some tear thing in the day too, i have to get up at like 10:00 am…that sucks

We had the boys brigade swimming carnivaltonight, our boys came second overall, only 2 points behind epping!

ryan and I went to ‘free for all’ its a thing where you go and there are instrumnets up the front and if your name is pulled out of the hat you go up with how ever many other people are pujlled out and you play together, it has to be improvised and can be as long or as short as you like, it was strange but very cool, it was also very tense, you could see peoples nerves as they heard their name called out. I didnt go out casue i was too scared to put my name in, but i think i’ll play next week. After free for all we went to a spannish nightclb place to hear deepchild (rick) hes ryans friend he played phat beats with samplers and stuff that was cool too.

last night at video ezy we where talking to mark about how many hires people make and he said that we would never reach the record which is over 5,000 in 15 years made by one couple, thats is an average of 333.33333 per year…I have 84 seperate hires in 2 and a half years which is 33.6 per year, i have a long way to go.
Tom has been doing better than me in the stats for his blog he seems to have regular visitors, i only have jane i think.

I got my head shaved today…..i’m not really sure why.

ohwell!

Tom and I just watched 2 DVD’s, we watched “the nugget” and An aofficer and a gentleman”, i liked them both, i had seen the nugget before and also half of the other one but i enjoyed the nugget a second time and the other was good too. Last night i watched “patton” it was almost 3 hours long but it was a very good film i recommend the hire.
I can buy maccas tomorow thats exciting!
Did i mention i went to Hornsby baptist on sunday night i didnt like it allthat much, but there was a cool guy with down syndrome who played the guitar along with the band, he was very funny.
hanna was talking to herself infront of the car mirror today it was very dare i say it “cute” it was like she was acting she was pulling big facial expressions and making big dramtic lunges twards the mirror then laughiny extatcily….how cool is hannah.

goig to botany tomorrow to take my camera to get it alligned to our old tapes and we are going to toms college aswell to get his mobes.
I’m excited about the ulladulla thing, i like filming stuff and mixing is fun, their website is pretty poor,
we are going to have 3 cameras, and feeding to 2 big screens, and i think we get a shirt and free food.

I’m not hungry anymore

I got up at 06:01 this morning, i was trying to think of a time in the last year that i have got up that early and i cant think of one, i can thin of a few 7am starts but not 6, anyway i went and worked for hugh today, hes a builder dude, i did lots of tightening and and stuff, my hands a really saw.
I’m going to have a day off on my coke fast, on saturday i can drink coke because its keith and stellas wedding and they bought lots of coke especially for me so i will break the fast for one day then at midning on saturday the coke fast begins again, its probably a bit dodgy i dont think Jesus had a day off in his 40 days and 40 nights, i dont think he was awayfor 41 days becasue he took a day off and hadd coke and stuff. but i’m going to do it anyway, i think jane had some alchaol when she was fasting alchjaol at jos birthday i think…maybe not.
I’m so hungry all i have eaten all day is some corn thins and a few pinnaple rings out of a tin, there aint no food in this joint, maybe someone will invite me over to dinner and jane and john and hannah too. then we can all have a hearty meal. John is a very strong in faith kind of bloke, its really cool how he can just give all his money away even if i is a loan it puts him in the red and he just trusts its the right thing to do, hes a very good man, i think jane onece said he was the nicest man in the world, I”m talking about jane a lot today that is 2 references now.
i’m still hungry.
I hope centrelink doesnt mind if i hand in my form a day late.