This made me laugh
27 May 2008, 20:13
Naked Chef says no sex before dinner
Permanent Link | CommentsYou belong in the Zoo!
25 May 2008, 19:37
My daughter is an easy child to please. Just give her some wild animals and a wide open space and she’s anyone’s. Sounds a bit like home, really. Without the wide open spaces.
Urban Safari
“But where are his orange stripes mum?”
“Come on big boy, where’s me duddle?”
Meerkat Manners
Mother's Day 08
17 May 2008, 10:03
was spent with my girlfriend “D” in Warburton, whilst McG and D’s hubby took care of the kids out in Moose Gully (aka Upper Yarra Reservoir National Park - 3 syllables to 11). Good to spend a morning with a fellow mum, but also got to spend time with my family.
Our own mum’s are faraway in Adelaide and Hervey Bay respectively, so it was a phonecall and a card for them.
McG cooked me dinner - hot (which, by Japan’s standards is piss-weak medium spicy) Japanese curry with pickled ginger.
And I got my Nikon 5700 back! The image processing board had been kaput for months so McG sent it in to get fixed in time for my birthday, but it took forever for them to get the parts (the butoh express from Japan?) so Mother’s Day it was! I’d been getting itchy shutterfingers and much as I enjoyed using McG’s funky little Canon, I missed the big black beast.
Permanent Link | Comments [1]Typhoid Kinki
9 May 2008, 19:19
This is my new nickname at work. About 4 months ago, I got the “plague” as my colleague put it (gently, with a cushion and a cup of tea), and since then the whole floor has been coughing up lungs all over the shop. I’ve basically been sick since February, with about a couple of weeks of relative health.
Paradoxically, at my last fitness reassessment (local gym with truly hero fitness instructor) I got a “5” aka “Excellent” result for aerobic fitness (cue stifled laughter). I was barking throughout the whole test as well - surely something wrong with the machine??? “Steve” asked me if I used to be an athlete as I went from a “2” to a “5” in 3 months (cue stifle laughter + raucous barking). Anyone who looks at me can see I’m hardly a paragon of physical athleticism, although I had been working quite hard during the preceding 3 months, so obviously my “plague” hadn’t stopped me from pumping the good oil.
Sigh.
