Sentence
A sentence I would never have said before having kids.
“Albert, you have no pants on and there’s a tiger between your legs.”
Optus, Yes. Or No. Or Maybe.
I have my business mobile with Optus and I got a call from them tonight about transferring my internet to my business account. I thought I’d see what they could offer so I said sure, tell me what you can do. I gave my address and phone number and waited a minute or two only to be told that unfortunately “due to the wiring in my house [oh, come on....] Optus can’t offer internet access to that address”.
That’s a bit odd as our phone and internet access has been with Optus ever since we moved in 18 months ago. I pointed this out to the friendly phone guy who said “I don’t how that can be because the computer says no.”.
Everybody Else Is Doing It
Seeing as how everyone else in the world is Simpsonizing themselves I did it too.
Bert wandered up and looked the final result.
“What’s that Bert?”
“Simpsons!”
“Who is it Bert?”
“Dada!”
Tele-net
This morning we were faced with a quandary. It was 6.10am, there was no news on the telly and all the computers in the house were off but we wanted to know who had won the footy last night. What to do? Fire up a PC and wait a minute or so, or take a trip back in time and have the info in a matter of seconds.
We too the back to the future route, flicked on Channel 7 and hit the Teletext button. 10 seconds later we saw the Magpies held on by 11 points and an old technology temporarily trumped a new.
I’ve loved Teletext for years, since the very early 90s when I was living in a house that had it, a rare luxury back in uni days. It’s been all but trumped by the net in the intervening years and I can’t believe that Channel 7 have kept it going. Every now and then I’ll flick it on just to make sure I haven’t missed its demise.
Friday Morning Firecracker
Saw the oddest thing this morning.
6.40am, the sky just beginning to lighten as I drove Zita in to the city. Coming off the West Gate we both suddenly notice one solitary firecracker burst in to a green exploding star.
I’d love to know who set it off and more interestingly, why.
Is There An Emoticon For That?
I was in a cafe the other day when I heard a mobile go off.
“Oh, that’s just great.” I heard the owner say as she looked at her phone.
Apparently one of her chef’s had just spat the dummy and resigned – by SMS.
Modern times people, modern times…
A Little While Later
It’s amazing just how much time raising four kids (three under the age of 2 with two of these three being six weeks old), working a full time job, running your own business and trying to keep a marriage, family and house together takes.
In lieu of writing here’s a couple of pictures from a quick trip up to Shepp today, the babe’s first real outing. Yummy things were for a pre-birthday party for Bert who turns 2 on Monday. (More photos on Flickr)
Tempted? No, Not Really.
Phee loves to watch Temptation every night. Like everyone else I sit there and yell the answers, especially loudly if the contestants have no idea. Sometimes I dream I should give it a go. If I hit a good night, if there weren’t too many questions on Geography, I could even be in with a shot. And I’d get to meet Livinia, who I have fallen in love with ever since I found out she is a fellow Tigers supporter.
Then I remember it would involve being seen by a million or so people and I realise I’m more than happy being the couch champ.
