Anthony Malloy

We’ve just watched Star Wars on DVD.

I can’t stop smiling.

This week Daniel showed his mug.

From left to right.

My most recent purchase; end of season sale at K-Mart. God bless the end of the footy season for more than one reason.

A present. It was either birthday or Father’s Day. Bad me, I can’t remember which.

Some disenchanted person left this one at work. After it hadn’t been claimed in months they presented it to me.

Happy birthday Tiger Tom.

And, yes, being the good uncle/godfather I am it was I (well Rae was the one who spotted and suggested getting it) who supplied the wonderful jumper you see him wearing. Another young life ruined.

The internet opens up so many possibilities we could never had dreamt of in the dark ages (any time before, say, 1995).

Sitting here, surfing away, when my Skype rings.

It’s Martin.

Martin hales from Germany and he’d never called anyone in Australia before so he tried me.

We chatted for 5 minutes, about wine, beer, the time of day and our jobs.

Then Martin went back to whatever he was doing before he decided to call a complete stranger in Australia and I went back to surfing.

Sometimes as an adult you are faced with choices that you wish you didn’t have to make. Choices that make you wish you were a kid again, when this would be easy.

Do Rae and I first watch the 2nd season of 6 Feet Under on DVD or The Muppet Movie DVD that arrived today?

Woo Hoo! Firefox just hit Preview Release, or 1.0.

The best browser just got better and you should be using it.

So, go and download Firefox now, stop using IE and get on board.

Daniel showed us his train station this week.

Even though it’s not my local (and anyway I’m almost smack bang in the middle of two) I love Williamstown train station. It’s a lonely station, at the end of the line, one platform and a timeless countenance. I also love the decaying overpass that’s no longer needed but is of such historic value the council, state government and who ever runs the trains this week should stop squabbling and fix it before it’s too late.

So, here’s my train station.

(And here’s a bigger pic)

This afternoon, we took a short trip out to Megamart and bought an X-Box.

I am sure that someday Tony will return to write in here.

Some day.

What is that smell?

Oh, it may be me.

After a leisurely sleep in this morning it was time for a shower. Or to go to the loo. Or have a drink. Or get the clothes in to the washing machine. Or to go up the street and get a coffee.

The thing is that all of these activities require water; and we ain’t got no water.

A burst water main means this is going to be a very smelly street for another three hours on this sunny Sunday morning. There’s a large number of people standing outside their houses in dressing gowns looking at the water in the gutter. Just like we did, and to prove it here’s some of the water that should be in our house, but instead is outside our house.

And in a busy morning in our street they’re removing asbestos sheeting from a shop awning at the other end.

And I’ve been thinking – what this city needs is one FM band broadcast locally, sort of like the tourist FM frequencies you see when driving around, that can be used to let you know when stuff like this happens. Switching to ‘Inconvenience FM’ would be a whole lot handier than doing the phone menu shuffle to eventually talk to a stressed guy called Andrew whose quiet Sunday morning at work has suddenly been thrown out the window, or more likely washed down the gutter.

Oh I?m sad. After a season where my Tigers finished on the bottom of the ladder, we lost 14 games in a row (most of which I sat through, at least until hald way through the final quarter) and there was nothing but misery being associated with the Yellow and Black I?m already looking forward to 2005.

I was talking to the membership department today about moving our reserved seats to a more Tiger supporter rich area. When told the position of our new seats (right on the wing, 7 rows from the front) my stomach did a little excited flip at the thought of heading off there.

I need help. I really do.