Archive for August, 2006
the first incident of note is yesterday i bought a fake foot. one that you can put in car doors or hanging out the boot of a car etc.
i put in in jennys boot today and a lady came running into the shop next door quite worried about the foot haning out of the car, we also got lots of looks from people as we drove home. the best being a young girl walking along the footpath who was very shocked her face was priceless, she then realised it was fake and broke a smile.
the second incident involving feet was when i was in the toilet at westfield.
I went to do a wee and after i was done i walked over to the sinks to wash my hand, i washed my hands and went to get some paper towel then an old man came up behind me and with a bit of a agresion he put his foot in the bin and pushed the overflowing paper down with his foot. then in an angry old man voice he said “your young you should be doing this”
then he walked out of the toilets.
he wasnt a westfield worker, just a strange old man.
i dont understand there was another bin next to the bin with the paper that was empty.
thats right i know its hard to believe.
after 9 months of nothing podcasting with howie and tom is back for another installment.
to listen just go to the podcast page at the top of this blog or download it in itunes.
well they arnt really coming out of their shell, that would be bad becasue the shell is quite attached. But the boys are becoming more and more friendly each day.
when i go over to the tank both the boys swim over and say hello. and boy oh boy do they love eating, i think turltes would be quite content with eating all day, every day.
here is a pic of my new bbq
the last 2 years my birthday has been spent abroad.
Last year half of my birthday was in Greece then the second half of the day was in Albania
The year before my birthday was in Greece and the second half was in Bahrain
this year thornleigh and hornsby
I got my bbq yesterday, its a big mumma, i’d post a photo but i cant seem to upload images at the moment. I’m looking forward to having bbq’s
and a message for all you hippie vegetarians i’m keeping one section of the bbq meet free. I’m such a good person.
thankyou to everyone who put in for my bbq.
brittish farmers have discovered that cows have a different moo depending on the area they are in. you know like how bogans have a different aussies acccent to those on the north shore.
well apparently cows have the same.
I thought that this was the sort of news that you would stumbe across on the web, but no thats not where i found out.
I found out this morning from the scrolling headlines at the bottom of a 7 news broadcast.
it was inbetween a head line about a vigil last night wanting david hiskc brought home and on the other side of the headline was one about the PM wanting to increase the size of the army.
today after 2 weeks of being angry with macs i’m happy with macs.
lappy seems to have fixed himself and now everything is working fine.
its good to havie airtunes back.
the mandarine i just ate had 18 pips.
tonight at commy dinner we where sitting around the table chatting away, then through the back door bounces in david. we where all in shcok and it took a while for our brains to comute that it was really him. hes in india not horsnby!
Anyway yay for davids surprise early homecoming.
not long after the shock had worn off there where other people about to arrive, so david ran off to hide so he could surprise them too. Unfortunatly his shoe laces where loose and as he went down the steps to hide he really went down the steps and smacked his face on the ground. blood, noise no hiding for david.
Tom took him off to the medical centre, then an hour or so later david and tom arrived back ready to eat their dinner, daivd having 4 stitches in his chin was keen to get back as he handt finnished his glass of wine that he had to leave behind.
what a night.
Often I am the person who answers the phone in the office, I quite like answering the phone, I hate calling out but incoming calls are fun.
Anyway unfortunately our office has a very similar name to a beauty salon. If you call up censis (directory assistance) to find the salon they generally give you our number.
Fortunalty all of us are primed and ready and we all have the salons number near our phones so that we can pass it on.
But sometimes before you can get the number to people they try to make a booking for different procedures. One of which that occurs quite often is people trying to book a Brazilian wax. I really don’t want to know! People are often then quite embarrassed when you tell them they have the wrong number.
In other news today I had to attend a luncheon with about 50 – 60 pensioners.
It was a bit scary, I had to talk for about 35 minutes, covering my life, work and a short sermon type ting aswell. I have never done anything like that before, I think I talked for a bout 40 mins in the end but they all seemed to enjoy it. Afterwards there was lots of cakes and slices and sandwiches cut into little triangles.Lots of the peoples came up and thanked me for coming and speaking to them, they said I spoke very well.
Thast doesn’t mean I want to do it again.
no internet all weekend.
The lappy is still broke so no internet at home!
its amazing they havent been kicked off the abc yet.
but hooray for their stunts.
since living in thornleigh i have missed the train ro work pretty much every day.
Yesterday in an effort to catch the 10:12 train i left home at 10:00 but this time i dusted off the old folding razor scooter and scootered to teh station. Only to watch the train go past EARLY, never in my life has a cityrail train run early.
so mi missed it again. i didnt want to sit on the station for 35mins waiting for the next train so i scootered to horsnby, took about half an hour and i’d forgotton all about the vibrations up the right leg from long distace scooting.
Its not a mammoth scoot but its was far enough for my re introduction to the world of scooting, 3.58km
Its nice that we live in such posh houses and have good jobs. We eat 3 or more meals everyday we have the coolest CD collection.
And yes we give money to the poor we care about those in developing nations, i mean we care but we dont want to really know whats its like for them. AS long as we can feel good about helping them by giving money. its easy to give money, you dont actually have to experience anything.
Imigaine living in the shoes of someone who lives in a slum, imagine giving up things like running water, nice celan clothes and a constant supply of munchies in the cupboard. imagine giving up your house and car. Imagine getting dirty, geting cold and feeling hungry like most of the world does every night.
Are you up for the challenge?
or are you a developed world pansy?
One of the most exciting parts of my birthday is that it is at the end of winter. So i know that just after my birthday it should start getting warmer again.
I hate winter, the cold miserable season. Sure some people like winter becasue its ski season, well isnt that good for them, personally i have never seen snow. I dont really want to, i can see it on tv i dont want to go to the snow casue its cold. cold sucks. In winter you cant walk around bare foot just in shorts and a t shirt. ok you can walk around in shorts and just a t shirt but you would be purple and blue and cold and shivering.
I like it warm, i like it hot. All thourgh summer i use a doona on my bed, during winter i have to use 2 doonas and an electric blanket, if it was summer all year i wouldnt have to waste so much electricity.
Oh how i’m looking forward to summer, even more so now that i’m in my own house and i have to do all many stuff like mow the lawn. You can be damn sure that if its a hot day i’m gonna be out there mowing the lawn in shorts, work boots and no shirt. my pasty white skin will be browner than vegimite on rye bread.
The beach and icy cold coke. bring it on.
i think i might start a petition to the australian government to increase greenhouse gas emitions, sure a few insignificant countries may end up under water. but they are no use to us. especially now that johnny cant even process asylum seekers off shore. poor johnny wasnt that *sad for him having to cancel the bill.Anyway back to my pont more greenhouse gas emitions more heat meaning more summer.
*that statement was made for dramatic effect, I actually quite enjoyed the fact aht johnny had to scrap his proposal for processing asylum seekers off shore. i feel its time for him to step down. I guess i should also say that i dont really want australi to increas its greenhouse gas emitions. but rather reduce them, i will just need to find other ways of making summer longer, like moving to queensland.
No i’m not talking about squatting in terms of hovering over a pit toilet.
I’m talking about my place of residence, the dwelling in which i have lived for the past 6 years.
Tonight is my last night living here, and to celebrate 6 years of living hear I asked Jane (the land lady) if i could live here.
This was the first time i had asked her. she said i could stay but only tonight!
I’m glad of that.
Its been a good 6 years living here, i’m definatly going to miss the house the people the memories of good times and not so good times.
I’m not however going to miss the shower head.
Goodbye house and deminishing inhabitants
it seeme that not just the power supply is dead on poor old lappy.
the whole laptop seems broke, it wont load any programs, the clock is set in 1976 and i cant change it. no programs will open not even system preferences.
time to do a remote back up befire i loose everything i think.
today was the wedding of Helen and Jon,
a splendid occasion with just the right amount of vibe.