Category: Diary

Don’t blog just to tell everyone you are sick and not blogging. Not even if you are really really icky. And coughing. And hacking. And your throat hurts. And you are tired. And can’t breathe properly. And just want to be home in bed under the doona. Sort of like I am today.

First I lose my phone.

Now not a single one of my email accounts is working.

What’s happening? Is it John Howard still trying to drag me back in time, to the dim dark ages pre 1996? Have I offended the gods of the net?

This lack of contactability (yes, it is a word; because I say it is) is giving me the shakes.

Okay, jokes over.

Whoever has my mobile give it back. I will face the other way for ten seconds and when I turn back I expect to see it on the desk.

Woo Hoo! From news.com.au

The world’s most famous time traveller is about to turn 40 and, to celebrate, he has been given another berth on television.
The ABC will return Dr Who to television screens in prime time next month in recognition of the long-running program’s 40th anniversary.

Dr Who made its debut in November 1963 and was last on air in Australia on the ABC in March 1994.

From September 15, the ABC will screen the science fiction series from Monday to Thursday at 6pm, starting with episode one, The Unearthly Child, starring William Hartnell as the Gallifreyan Time Lord.

The ABC said it planned to screen all 700 episodes.

I’ve refrained from any political or religious comment on my blog so far but this can’t be let go.

“Gay marriage doesn’t help ‘survival of species’: Howard”

“Prime Minister John Howard says he won’t support gay marriages because they do nothing to support the “survival of the species”. ”

Mr Howard, I guess this also means infertile women and men should not be allowed to marry. I also wonder about those who marry yet don’t have children. There surely must be something suss about them. Maybe we should implement a time line, say four years, and if there are no kids the marriage is automatically dissolved and new breeding partners must be sought. You could even set up a department to monitor all marriages; The Bureau About Babies Yet. I guess I can’t get married ’cause I view marriage as primarily an institution of support, commitment, respect and love. Shame, I think I make an okay father.

How can this man be the leader of our country? How? He may still be living in the 1950’s but there’s no need to drag the rest of us back with him.

Can someone please explain to me the Telstra Big Pond Broadband television ads.

They are giving me a headache.

Can’t the Tigers cut a break this year?

Not only did we have to be the victim of the Jason McCartney come back/retirement game now Nathan Burke, St Kilda’s longest serving and probably most loved current player has announced his retirment after this weeks game against, yep, you guessed it, Richmond.

Who broke that mirror/walked under the ladder and how can we get rid of them?

Have a look at the Australia Post Search facility.

Type in a search term, mine was insurance (as I was looking for information on insuring a package), and then look at the descriptions for each page.

Amazingly bad. The only useful thing it returns is the page title (and even some of them come back as ‘untitled’) but the descriptions for each page are just an error message regarding javascript. To make it even more indecipherable the url’s are so unfriendly as to be unreadable. Sloppy programming on a very average site.

And whats more I just broke the law (see section 3) with that link.

After the high low of last night we decided the direct approach may be worth a shot. Talk to the parents and see what was their problem with us. As far as we know all we’ve done is ask their son not to wake us every morning at 5.30am. And pruned the rose bushes back (it’s as boring as it sounds).

So, me who is normally Mr-Avoid-Confrontation-At-All-Costs, I took a deep breath, buttoned my jacket and knocked on their front door. After my opening gambit of discussing the rose bushes the response was “I’m just not interested Anthony.” and the door was shut politely, yet firmly, in my face.

Daniel, you know what we’re trying next.

I hate smoking, hate smokers, hate smokes. Always have and always will. Although there’s one thing I envy them for.

Zippo’s.

They have an excuse to carry around Zippo’s. How I love these masterpieces of engineering; the feel, the sound, the smell. Everything about them is designed to stimulate the senses. I have a few collected from friends, lovers and my travels and this is my latest acquisition – combining two of my loves, the Canucks and Zippos. Now if only they’d do a Tiger version…