Making the average day more interesting... That's me below in the green, snogging the Pig. We've all snogged a few pigs in our lives.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Not one wants you!

I’m sure I have bitched about this before, but it really shits me.

Today the Australian Olympic team returned to Australia for a big Welcome Home celebration.

There was the Prime Minister, as he should be.

There was the Premier, as he should be.

There was the head of the Australian Olympic Committee, as he should be.

And there was the leader of the Opposition.

Wait. Why? Why was he there? Why?

No one voted for you, (and no one likes you) you’re not the leader of this country, you’re only the leader of the political party that is not in power.

I’m sure that in most other countries they don’t have their PM / President at something like this AND the other bloke comes along. You never hear of the opposition leader in other countries.

What a joke.

And of course who pays for him to be chauffeured there and back and every other cost you can think of? You and me of course.

If someone can explain to me why the opposition leader has to attend everything the Prime Minister attends, I’d really like to know!

Monday, August 25, 2008


Anybody else suffering from P.O.D. (Post Olympics Depression)?

Or are you glad it’s all over?

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Can't Post.

Too busy.
Watching Olympics.
Wish it was on every year.


Thursday, August 14, 2008

No shit!

As if they needed to do a scientific experiment to find this out.... Also I think Dr Munafo needs to throw his ethics out the window.

“Beer Goggles” Increase Attractiveness

A few stiff drinks really does make other people appear more attractive, according to researchers who say the alcohol makes us think about sex.

A test on drunk university students has scientifically proven what was common pub knowledge - that drinking improves the appearance of those around you.

A team from the University of Bristol in England conducted a controlled experiment on 84 young heterosexuals, getting half of them tipsy on a drink and asking all of them to rate the attractiveness of people in photographs.

Both drunk men and drunk women rated the faces as being more attractive than did those who were sober, according to New Scientist magazine.

Surprisingly, the effect was not limited to the opposite sex, as drunk volunteers also rated people from their own sex as more attractive.

Dr Munafo said he wanted see whether the "beer goggle theory" still applied when a person was so drunk they could no longer focus on a face, but he was constrained by study ethics.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Up Front

I like to read about interesting people, not celebrities or wankers, but just your average ordinary people.

I guess that’s why I blog and enjoy reading other people’s blogs.

My favourite newspaper – Saturday’s Sydney Morning Herald – has a section called Up Front where each week a noteworthy person is interviewed using the same questions each week.

I will never be in the paper, so I just thought I’d ask myself the same questions that appear in Up Front.

My earliest memory was…. being 3 years old and finding a toy car in the sandpit of our new house – it was like finding treasure!

At school I…. never wanted to be there.

My first relationship was .... when I was 4, and she lived across the road – very handy. There’s even photos to prove it.

I don’t like talking about…. past girlfriends to a current girlfriend.

My most treasured possession is…. a box in the garage with book and movie ideas, photos and memorabilia from my childhood.

My mother always told me…. be kind to your mother.

I wish I had… enough money to retire. At 33 I could live everyday without ever going to work again and would never be bored.

I wish I hadn’t…. had those last 5 beers every time I go out for a big night.

My most humiliating moment was…. aged 7, showing off to my (female) cousins and split my pyjama pants…

My happiest moment was…. the day my baby girl was born. Nothing will ever beat that!

At home I cook…. rarely, because I get home too late. Otherwise various dead animals on the bbq and a fantastic Mexican Salsa.

My last meal would be…. Couple of green-label Dos Equis beers, beef carpaccio, bottle of Penfolds 389, 1 kilo steak with peppercorn sauce, side of Caesar salad, sticky-date pudding with fried ice-cream and several liqueur coffees.

I’m very bad at…. singing and getting distracted.

When I was a child I wanted to…. be older. I couldn’t wait to grow up

The book that changed my life was…. “The Firm” by John Grisham, because it got me into reading books.

It’s not fashionable but I love…. my cowboy boots that I got when I was living in America.

Friends say I am…. funny and moody.

The song I’d like played at my funeral is… “If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands” and / or “All I want is you” by U2.

If only I could…. retire.

The hardest thing I have ever done was… go through my parents split up.

What I don’t find amusing is…. that in such a modern world, there are still starving children.

The last belly laugh I had was…. watching the movie “Old School” – very funny!

I’m always being asked…. for directions. Whether here in Australia or overseas when even I am lost. People most see me as a friendly looking person.

Cat or dog… I hate cats.

If I wasn’t me, I’d like to be…. a Formula One driver – I’m not a rev-head, I just think it would be a wonderful and glamorous life that pays loads of money.

At the moment I’m listening to…. old CD’s – Pearl Jam, Nirvana and U2.

My favourite work of art is…. a drawing of an angel my daughter made for me last week.

My worst job was… four and a half horrendous shifts at McD’s

I often wonder…. how I will make enough money to afford a Porsche 911

Feel free to copy these questions and post them on your site with your answers – will be interesting to read your comments.

Friday, August 08, 2008

The Friday Fuckwit

Triple J (Australian alternative radio station) has a segment they play every Friday called The Friday Fuckwit.

It’s a segment where the DJ’s get to vent their frustrations at people or things that have pissed them off during the week.

So here’s my list :

Smokers - people who all go downstairs for a smoke and then pile back in the lift with you and you then have to choke on their stinky smokers breath in a confined space.

The Local Council – for doing road works on the only two major roads leading from my work to home.

Sydney Morning Herald – for posting a very blurry photo of Nicole Kidman’s new baby. Surely there is something more newsworthy than that. (see Sarah’s post on this)

Paparazzi – for annoying the shit out of Nicole Kidman and her new baby.

The NRL – Sonny Bill has gone, get over it.

Who do you nominate?

(This may become a regular weekly post, but after my last two posts received no comments at all, it probably won’t)

Thursday, August 07, 2008


Geez I love coming home to see my wife ready to go.

Although I do wish she’d keep her shoes off the new lounge!

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

This is because we lost on Saturday nght...

Two Kiwis, Ian and Grant are walking down a street in Bondi. Ian happens to look in one of the shop windows and sees a sign that catches his eye.

The sign said 'Suits $10.00 each, Shirts $4.00 each, Trousers $5.00 per pair'

Ian says to his pal, ' Grant, look! We could buy a whole lot of those, and whin we get beck to InZid, we could make a fortune.

Now whin we go unto the shop, you be quiet, okay? Just lit me do all the talking cause uf they hear our accint, they might not be nice to us. I'll speak in my bist Aussie accint.'

'No worries, smiled Grant, I'll keep my mouth shut.'

They go in and Ian says, 'I'll take fufty suits et $10.00 each, 100 shirts et $4.00 each, and fufty pairs of trousers et $5.00 each. I'll beck up my truck and...'

The owner of the shop interrupts, 'You're from New Zealand , aren't you?'

'Well... Yis,' says a surprised Ian. 'How the hill dud you know thet?'

The owner says, 'This is a dry cleaners'.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Is there a god?

Is there a god?

Sometimes I really wonder.

I’m not a religious person by any means. I don’t know who or what to believe in.

Two wonderful people that are very close to me and my family are extremely ill.

And if I was to name two of the kindest, most unselfish and loving people, these two would be in the top five.

Both of them are generous, loving, thoughtful people and above all, are quite religious too.

So it begs the question – is there a god?

And when you see what’s happening to these two, you really start to wonder.