Category: Diary

In a spurt of energy, probably attributable solely to the glorious day, we’ve been up and about. A trip out to the Dandenong’s to buy some spreads and sauces, morning coffee and the paper in the sunshine, picked up the rocking chair Rae won on Ebay this week, sushi for lunch at the South Melbourne market and shopping for a barbie tonight (as well as some wickedly sinful raspberry bullets covered in white chocolate). Not bad seeing it’s only now 1.30, we can devote the rest of the day to drinking beer in the sun and talking about how we really should give the place a proper clean.

As for the rocking chair, Tom has already claimed it as his own.

***UPDATE***

The rest of the day involved eating the bullets, drinking beer, a nap on cotton sheets in the summerish sun, barbecued pork ribs, champagne and lying on the couch watching cop shows on the telly.

This, my friends, is the life.

Take a guess at who, or what, is responsible, for the state of this room
	The All Blacks practising their scrums.
	A hoard of chaos demons let loose in the mortal realm.
	The Rolling Stones on a post concert bender.
	A 7 year old girl called Phoebe.
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Looks like there will be no problems for me when it comes time.

Coffee boosts male fertility; given the amount I drink we should be right for a few thousand kids.

Makes me even more glad that I never switched to decaf.

Bloody BBC 6 Music, they’re going to make me broke.

They’ve been playing Belle and Sebastian’s latest a bit of late and it’s great. I know I’ve heard some of their stuff before, and l liked it, but have no idea what it was. Anyone out there a fan who can point me in the direction of what I should be buying?

Attention all bloggers and people who value wonderful writing that is one or two degrees left of normal.

Nigel is threatening to discontinue his adventures if we don’t prove how much we love him.

Go now, comment, save the world’s greatest blog (well that put just about everyone offside, well done there Tony. Speaking of offside, he explained the offside rule in soccer to me; that’s got to count for something, even though I still don’t really get it. Apparently we need salt and pepper shakers for it to sink in properly).

Leave your comments and let the Audi Olympics live.

It’s an okay sort of Sunday; blue skies, bit of sun, bit windy but not too cold.

So, what to do?

Play outside in the fresh air.

OR

Catch up on invoicing and actually get some money in.
Finally get all my tax stuff organised and dispatched to my accountant.
Watch an episode of Dr Who
Finish off quotes and work you should have done last weekend.
Listen to the hockey while sitting at your desk looking wistfully out the window and doing all of the above.

You get one guess what I’m doing.

In order to put off doing work I should actually be doing I decided to get the web cam page up and running again. I know, it’s all very 1998 but I don’t pay for up-stream traffic and I may as well use the old Logitech Quick Cam Express for something. So if I remember to turn it on and if I’m in the room there I will be, staring at a screen.

Last night I watched my first half of Rugby. Rae, thankfully, knew what the hell was going on so it was education time for me. The bits where they ran was okay, lots of not much happening and many confusing stats. I thought that was it, no need to get interested, until this morning.

Cruising the Rugby World Cup site I stumbled across the Canadian Rugby team and discovered they were called, you guessed it, The Canucks.

So, given my allegiance to all things Canuck, I am now an avid Rugby fan. The plan is to get to a game (they are playing twice in Melbourne at Telstra Dome) and wear my Canucks jersey. Hopefully I’ll cheer in the right places but at least I’ll be able to yell “Go ‘nucks” in my home town.

10 pretty pointless boring pre-season games done, a few days off and now it’s time for the serious stuff.

The puck drops tomorrow morning on the 2003-2004 NHL season for the Vancouver Canucks. This year boys it’s Lord Stanley’s silverware or bust.

God I love hockey, and with at least 82 wonderful games stretched out ahead of me I couldn’t be happier. Give it a go – CKNW broadcast each game over the net and info on the game is available on the the Melbourne Ice site. Go on, it’ll help fill in the time until Footy rolls around.

So, is it just me or, given recent allegations of groping, is Governor-elect Arnold Schwarzenegger’s acceptance speech where he said he “want(s) to reach out to everbody” a little creepy?