Thursday, December 28, 2006

Doing Flips On The Trampoline

Ah, back to the days of my youth. A time when I could do flips on the trampoline. I felt like giving it a go today. Got the young fella recording and about one and a half seconds before I planted my face on the tramp the camera battery died. Never mind, just go inside and change the battey for one with some charge left in it. Here's the result. Nearly planted the face again.

I'm a bit concerned about trying the backwards somersault right at the moment but the day will come when it seems like a good idea, I'm sure.
The Dean Jones "Terrorist Remark" Video

I've changed my details on YouTube - might as well call myself FrugalBastard over there as well.

More vids to come. Sorry.
I Don't Like Butch Women

I don't like butch women. Especially when they have entered a male-dominated profession. Take the pro shop at the golf club. This is not a place for a butch woman to be working. It's a man's job. Unless the butch woman is a professional golfer.

The boy and I went for a hit at the driving range last night. I had a voucher for 30 free driving range balls that I'd been meaning to make use of for a couple of months. Yesterday, the 27th, I discovered that it expired on the 24th. Bummer. Thought I'd try my luck anyway. So I asked if there had been any extensions made on these vouchers. "No" was the very blunt and without any sense of humour response. If there had been a bloke I may have wangled it. I did ask to borrow a golf club for junior so that he could hit a few balls and she was happy to oblige. Also purchase a very nice golf umbrella as my Christmas present from my mum - thanks mum.

So the boy and I ventured to the range. There was a bucket with two balls left in it at one of the tees. I thought the boy should hit them off as nobody was using that station. I chucked the balls in the hopper and lo and behold some 15 or 20 balls came out. Bonus!! So Yu-Jin got to hit heaps of balls anyway.

The practice was good for me and I'm in need of lots more. It's been over three months since I last hit a ball in anger. Too long and some of my shots really showed it. Couple of really nice tee shots though.
Boxing Day Sales Shopping

The Boxing Day sales have begun in WA, which stands for "Wait Awhile", after having started in the rest of the country the day before. Perhaps we have no right to call them Boxing Day sales as Boxing Day is actually the day previous.

With a forecast 37 degrees and thousands of shoppers looking for bargains it was never going to be too comfortable. I've changed a bit over the years and dipped into my pocket to pay for parking. Astounding isn't it how some people change? Marriage, and the need to maintain it, does that to a man sometimes. We slept in a bit and the sales had been on for two hours before we arrived at the six storey car park. I didn't expect to get a spot and that we would be driving to the top and back down again and have to chuff off looking for another car park. Plenty of spots, to my surprise, on the fourth level.

Man, the shops were busy. And most of the shirts and nice trousers in my size were already gone. Did manage to get a few bargains that were on our shopping list. After three hours Miky was buggered and we had to find somewhere for lunch. Jaws was the place and sushi was on the menu. They make some nice Japanese food there.

Bit of a surprise waiting for us upon our return to the car park. There was a very long queue to pay at the ticket machine. Nowadays you validate and pay for your parking prior to returning to your car and you have about another 10 minutes to leave the building without getting charged any extra. Twenty five minutes I queued up in the sun (with a little bit of shade depending on where I was standing), 37 degrees it was, only to find that of the two payment machines one was broken and the other was playing up. An angry lady, whose money the machine wouldn't accept, was informed that if she had a credit card she could make payment upon exiting instead. That was fine by me and I'd wished that I'd heard that 25 minutes earlier. By this stage the queue must have been well over the 100 people. Who'd have thought that the parking would be easy but leaving the parking would be so difficult?

Miky has, once again, become a coffee addict and we had to stop at McDonalds on the way home for a coffee. That did mean that I missed the cricket on the telly and the Aussies were pounding the Poms again.
Jilk Or Muice - New Drink To Market

I'm thinking of going into the beverage market. My latest concoction is a mixture of milk and juice. If the mixture tastes more like milk then I should brand it "Muice" and if the flavour of juice is stronger then I should market it as "Jilk". It looks like milk with some solid bits floating around. Waddya reckon? Would you buy a beverage from this man?

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

More Proof Required For Australian Drivers Licence?

Do we need any more proof that an Australian drivers licence should be introduced? Currently we have stupid state laws whereby you get a state-sponsored drivers licence. Learner drivers are not allowed to drive outside the state that issued their licence but probationary and fully licenced drivers are free to driver wherever they like.

I just read that an unaccompanied 17 year old learner driver from the ACT was caught doing 203 km/h in NSW.

Let's see. Learner drivers are not allowed to driver unaccompanied. Learner drivers may only driver in the state or territory that issued the licence. Learner drivers are limited to 80 km/h.

The article says that this kid can't legally drive in NSW but if he went back to the ACT he could do so because it is a different jurisdiction. How stupid is that? Let's have one drivers licence valid for the whole country and be done with it. He's an idiot in one state but that doesn't count elsewhere?

Another thing that irks me is that you can only hold a drivers licence in one state. But, if you move to another state you apply for a local drivers licence and you are not forced to relinquish your original licence. What has this country become?
Seven Down, At Least One To Go

Mouse No. 7 has made his appearance and departed the scene. The trap is still set and Miky has seen another one. I tell you what, if mice were dancers they would be in contemporary dance. The way they pose and fling their heads back reminds me so. And I'm not a big fan of contemporary dance. We have been watching the show So You Think You Can Dance - warning, there is a spoiler contained in the link as it tells you who won the latest series. Not my cup of tea, or so I thought, and it is mildly entertaining. I like the fact that we Aussies don't have to wait to see the result as well. That's a pain in the bum on these reality TV programs.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

The Pied Piper Is Hammy

Recently I wrote about catching a mouse. Later that night Miky saw another one so I set the trap again and he was caught by the morning. I emptied the trap but left the walnut in it. On Saturday morning I noticed the walnut was gone. Must be another mouse on the loose in the house.

I reset the trap in the evening before heading to Bunnings to buy a pitchfork. No, I am satisfied with how well my hammer works such that I won't be chasing mice with a pitchfork. We had five cubic metres of mulch delivered to our place yesterday and the driver said that using a pitchfork meant that half the job was done. And how right he was. That stuff is very difficult to shift with a shovel and a breeze with a pitchfork. Back to the meeces. Upon our return from Bunnings I had to empty the trap. No. 3 was caught.

Reset the trap. Went to work in the front garden spreading much around the lavender, privet hedge and roses. We were all working for nearly two hours until nine o'clock. Even, pardon the pun, Yu-Jin pitched in. It was his job to fill the wheelbarrow using the pitchfork. The boy can really be helpful if you channel his energy. Back inside and there was mouse No. 4.

Reset the trap and had tea. Miky made sushi. Then we watched a murder mystery show - Midsomer Murders or something. Quite a good show. Mouse No. 5 made his appearance and was captured. This horrified Miky that there had been five mice in the house. Typical woman. Can't see the good side of things and that there were now five less mice in the house. I reset the trap, with the same bait that I'd been using all day mind you, and went to bed.

First thing this morning I find mouse No. 6. Bloody hell! What are they eating? It's not as if we have heaps of food lying around. I tell you what though, they must love the smell of the walnuts that we have. If I can find out the brand name I'll let you know. They attract mice like nothing else. And here we are in the West supposed to be experiencing a locust plague. It hasn't reached the city yet so we'll just have to put up with the meeces. They don't eat as much.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Hammer Time

It was a strange feeling in our house last night. The boy had been at childcare during the day where they went to the pool in the morning, back to the centre for lunch, and then returned to the pool for the afternoon. He was worn out and was sleeping when I arrived home from work. We have so much time on our hands we don't know what to do with ourselves.

It finally hit me that we should watch the DVD that I had hired on the weekend for myself - Hostage - starring Bruce Willis. Miky had given me a hard time when we hired it as it was a dumb action movie and I always get stupid movies, blah, blah. She was glued to the screen. It was a great movie. Bit of drama, bit of a thriller and very entertaining. Lots of shootings and death. Just the way I like it. It's about a cop and a hostage drama, if you hadn't worked that out already.

Just before we finished watching it we heard a noise from the kitchen. A rustling noise. It sounded like a mouse was into the chip packet on the kitchen bench. I crept into the kitchen, turned the light on an there was nothing. Back to finish the movie.

Just as the credits started rolling we heard the sound again. Once more I crept into the kitchen. Same rustling noise but it wasn't coming from where the chips were. It was eminating from the bread on top of the fridge. I turned the light on but there was no sudden movement as I had been expecting. The packet containing the bread had chew marks on it. Oh well, better pick up the bread and throw it in the bin. As I was lowering it to the bin I noticed that the mouse was still in the bag. Dropped that on the floor quick smart.

Went hunting for something to hit the mouse with. After watching a violent movie it was the first thing to enter my head. Couldn't find the vacuum cleaner pipe that had worked so well for me in the past. Opened my toolbox searching for a screwdriver when my hammer presented itself. No, it wasn't Saddam, The Mother Of All Hammers. He had been stolen some years before. Just an ordinary claw hammer that had been passed down from father to son. Made light work of the mouse. Little bugger. Won't be doing that again.

Miky saw another mouse later. I set up a trap with a walnut in it and the bait was gone in the morning. And so was the mouse. I'll get him. It might be hammer time again.

Yes, I do own MC Hammer's CD.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Biggest Loser - Call Centre Special

After watching the movie, A Good Woman, last night, we flicked the telly on and caught some of the finale of the American "The Biggest Loser". I'm not sure how long the contestants had to make their weight loss but 50% of your bodyweight is astounding. I was flabbergasted to see someone who had been 140kgs shrink to 70kgs and look extremely healthy with no visible signs of flab. And to think of the person that they had started with and the athlete they had finished with. Amazing.

It got me thinking. A dangerous prospect I know. Why don't we do The Biggest Loser - Call Centre Special? There is a call centre in our building. There is good reason why call centres are on the bottom floors of buildings. I'd has at a guess that 70% of the employees are overweight to obese in the call centre. Elevators should not be expected to herd them about. Some people are extremely unhealthy and can't possibly feel good about themselves. I see people drinking soft drink and eating iced buns or big, greasy hamburgers in the morning. That's not what I can face at that time of the day.

Get The Biggest Loser team into our building and run a special for the call centre workers who require it. Fair enough, not everyone is in need of a serious bit of weightloss. Don't think that I'm singling them out. Help these people choose healthy lifestyles and feel good about themselves. There are plenty of bodies to work with.
People Undeserving Of Air

Just the other day a car block my bus from exiting a bus stop in the morning. Let me tell you, the mentally retarded guy in the front seat, no, not the bus driver's seat, started yelling everything that I, and probably half of the other passengers, wanted to say in the way of abuse. I kept my composure and said nothing but it worries me that the only difference between myself and the retarded bloke was that. And, I'm not too good at keeping my mouth shut.

Anyway, the wife got out of the car blocking our exit, walked slowly to the bus, the bus driver, increduously, opened the door for her, she boarded the bus, asked some questions, fumbled around in her handbag for change, purchased a ticket and smiled whilst walking to a seat. All the time she appeared oblivious to how inconsiderate her behaviour was to other passengers.

I think everyday we should be allowed to let our inner retard out and say what we think.

Monday, December 18, 2006

Lara Bingle - What The Bloody Hell Has She Been Up To?

Lara Bingle. The face, and bikini-bound body, of Tourism Australia's "So Where the Bloody Hell are you?" commercials that featured recently. Caused a bit of a storm in Britain and not over the bikini. The Poms were more upset about the use of the word "bloody".

Nevermind that storm in a tea cup. The latest gossip is that she's been having an affair with Brendon Fevola from the Carlton Football Club. Fevola's wife, estranged I guess, has confronted Miss Bingle about this. Not a wise career move. I read today that Lara has signed a one year contract with Channel 9 but her audition for a children's program was not successful. Eddie Maguire probably wishes that he could "bone" her but not in the sense that she's attractive. More in the Jessica Rowe boning category. Eddie wouldn't stoop to the other type of boning. After all, he's a married man. Oh, so is/was Brendon Fevola.

With regards to her failed audition I'm sure that Channel 10 could offer a hostess job and create a show called "So you think you can have an affair with my husband?" That would be reality TV.

I bet that Fevola thinks he could handball this problem. It might turn out to be more of a Crow Throw though (resembling a rubgy pass instead of a legitimate handpass). And he wants to captain his football club. Looks like the right choice to lead Carlton, in my opinion.
Free Bus Trip To The City

Not having to make breakfast or lunch for any other household members this morning I left home a bit earlier thinking that I would catch a slightly earlier bus. But, as there was less traffic and people taking public transportation, the buses were also earlier and I missed the bus that I had been expecting to catch by about two minutes.

I needed have worried though. Another bus arrived shortly afterwards, the one that I normally catch if I am on time, and the multirider validator didn't work. The driver wasn't interested so I thought, "I'll be damned if I'm going to get some change out as I want to use the multirider service." You save 25% by purchasing 40 rides in advance so it would be a bit rude to have to pay extra because their system failed. So, I didn't have to pay for my trip in this morning. And many other travellers gained the same advantage.

I'll have to look for the same bus when I'm heading home tonight and again in the morning.
A Power Weekend, It Must Be Said

A very busy weekend is what I have just experienced. We were going to have some friends around for a BBQ on Saturday. I decided to make a path out the front with concrete slabs. To prepare the ground you have to remove all of the grass and weeds, settle the area with water and soil wetter, lay down some plastic to discourage weed growth and then lay the slabs.

Yu-Jin helped me dig up all the soil and sift out the rubbish from the sand until twenty to nine. That was when the mozzies started to attack. By that stage we had dug up all of the earth required but only sifted a third of it. At 6:30 Saturday morning I was out there sifting away. Had the job done by about nine.

Miky wanted to go shopping for grocery items before we had lunch. We did this and also bought the boy a new swimsuit as he'll need it next year. Once we arrived home I spent the next two hours cleaning the house whilst Miky made salads, hamburgers and marinated the chicken. Then Yu-Jin and I took off for taekwondo. I had a catnap while watching him train. Man, I was buggered. It reached 38.8 degrees, nearly 102 on the old scale, and I was a bit knackered.

Our friends arrived soon after we got home and we chatted away until six o'clock before venturing outside to use the BBQ. Thankfully it had cooled down somewhat by this stage. We had a lovely tea with some lovely company. For some reason the dishes weren't piled too high to wash afterwards. An early night was called for but we put the telly on and watched some show about murders in Badger's Creek, I think. It was British and quite enjoyable.

Got to sleep in until 7:30 on Sunday morning. It's what I call a sleep-in anyway. Made the boy have his breakfast early as he had a taekwondo grading at 12. I went off to Subi to buy the fruit and veg from the market whilst Miky and the boy went shopping. The plan was that they should return home at 11 so that he could have some lunch before his grading. I bought the F+V, a few toys for stocking fillers because I remember how magical it was to receive lots of small toys one particular Christmas, a few groceries, filled my car up with fuel and returned home in time. At 10 past 11 the missus rings and says that she is in McDonalds. Not too happy about that and I told her to give him something for lunch. I ended up picking him up on the way through.

Bloody good thing that he had lunch. Although it was supposed to be a small group being graded there were heaps of kids and Yu-Jin was the last to be graded. I think he started about 1:15 and that is a long time to be sitting on your bum doing nothing. During his grading he had no partner so when it came to exercises that involved a partner another boy who had already been graded filled in. Instead of Yu-Jin doing a wrist grab exercise and then having it done to him, he had to do it constantly. Now, he's been told previously not to do the same pattern. So, once he had done it one way he didn't want to do it again. Not realising that once he had used all of his routines he should just repeat them as he had twice as many to do as the other kids, he just got lost and stood there. The same thing happened with one-step sparring. I felt really sorry for him as he knew what he was doing but became lost because the situation was beyond his control. Subsequently he didn't score very highly but still passed his grading. He's know a 5th gup, or two-tips blue belt. A great way to finish off the season. His grading didn't finish until about a quarter to two so I'm glad he had lunch previously.

On the way to grading I noticed a legendary number plate. I kid you not. What I saw was:


I had my camera with me but didn't have enough time to get a photo. So, it does exist.

After taekwondo we did over an hour reading together as a family and ate sushi that Miky had made. Yum. Yu-Jin is taking part in the Premier's Challenge which involves doing at least 15 hours of reading during the school holidays. I think that he will get there and it is a great initiative to keep kids' brains active during school holidays.

Later on we popped down to the video store. Their prices went up during the week but it was still only A$7 to rent five weeklies. There are lots of older movies we wish to see and not just the latest release blockbusters. Yu-Jin chose a Batman cartoon and Wallace and Gromit. Not the same titles as last week but they were the same proponents.

I've had it this weekend. Christmas and the break up to the New Year are being looked forward to, let me tell you.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Which Nigerian Spammer Are You?

Which Nigerian spammer are You?

I saw this at Lori's blog. And then when I discovered that the html was all stuffed up and the image didn't appear I copied the appropriate html from her post as well.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

MM Electrical's Christmas Luncheon Extravaganza 2006

I received an invitation recently from one of our suppliers to attend their Christmas lunch. Gee, I'd have to give up half a day's pay to attend, as I'm a contractor, but they had Allan Lamb, past English Test Cricketer, and Dean Jones, past Australian Test Cricketer and one of my childhood heroes, as guest speakers. How could I turn down the invitation?

I'm glad that I went. Allan Lamb and Dean Jones were great speakers and thoroughly entertained the audience with some great cricketing stories. Not short for words either of them. That's probably why they are well-suited to the public speaking profession.

Allan Lamb mentioned his 18 runs off Bruce Reid to win a one-day international and how in a subsequent match he had to stop Reid in his run-up because there was a message posted on a commercial poster which read, "Bruce Reid please ring 24264." which just happened to be how Lamb had scored in that final over and he couldn't concentrate because of the sign.

Jonesy mentioned a great deal about his 216 and how Merv Hughes had made 72 not out. But the funniest part was afterwards when they had gone to the West Indies' dressing rooms afterwards and Sir Donald Bradman joined them to meet the players. He met Patrick Patterson, 6' 5" and just dressed in a towel, one of the most fearsome fast bowlers to grace the test arena, and said to him, "Gee, you bowled some shit out there today, Patto." Patterson fired up and said something along the lines of, "You shouldn't say that or I'll take you down to the nets and f$%&ing kill you, mon!" The Don's retort was, "If you couldn't get Merv Hughes out what would you do to me?" The Don was 80 by this stage.

Allan Lamb.

Dean Jones in silent contemplation. At this stage he hadn't said anything to put his foot in it.

Dean Jones from a long distance. Inside. So don't complain about the quality. Or lack of it.

The Jones Boy and Hammy

Jones Boy, Hammy and Allan Lamb

I got a chance to talk one-on-one later on and tell him that my kid is named after him. So, he autographed something for my boy but it wasn't only afterward that I told him it's my boy's middle name. Nevermind. I spoke about the test match in Adelaide vs the West Indies where he made 216 runs, his highest test score, where I attended all four days. I spoke about hearing his 145 runs in a one-day international that was an Australian record at the time and how it was so exciting to listen to on the radio. And how he had gotten out just before I arrived at my destination and could view the wonderful way he was batting. And I made mention of his 99 not out from 77 balls against Sri Lanka. I wrote down stats as much as I could whilst listening on the radio and I still have them at home.

After a photo session I managed to ask him if Craig McDermott had hit the ball to get out in that Adelaide test match mentioned previously and Australia lost by one run. He did hit it, or rather it came off his glove, which constitutes hitting it, and was correctly given out. I was sitting in front of the Bradman stand and could swear that it had come off his arm. Now it has been laid to rest. Second hand though.

MM Electrical put on a marvellous lunch. And a couple of the ladies who attended made it quite memorable. Especially the lady in the green dress. Well, she only just stayed in the green dress but it gave plenty of blokes lots to talk about. If Shane Warne had been a public speaker at this function he would have been too busy chatting her up and getting her phone number for later. I'm sure a few guys tried that too.
Dean Jones Explains "The Terrorist" Remark

Here is Dean Jones' version of events regarding the now infamous "Terrorist" remark.

Apologies for the waiters' heads but it was about the best I could do. My arms were tired by the end of filming that. I wish I had recorded the rest of his speech as he was a pretty funny bugger.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

The Tooth Fairy Finally Had To Visit

Nearly everyone in Yu-Jin's class has been visited by the tooth fairy. I had warned him that as it was the end of the year the tooth fairy mightn't have much money left. He'd had a wobbly tooth for about a week and Miky decided that it was time to come out. I wobbled it a fair bit but it wasn't about to pop out. We tied some thread around it and after a few tears it popped out. Ten or fifteen minutes later the pain associated with the backyard extraction was forgotten about.

Mouth full of teeth.

Mouth minus one tooth.

I had Yu-Jin put the tooth in a money bag from the bank, generally for ease of finding it. If he had placed the tooth under his pillow it could have been lost so easily. He very proudly showed me how part of the bag could be seen above his pillow to make it easier for the tooth fairy to find.

Later in the night I filled another money bag with schrapnel and put it under his pillow. Now that school holidays have begun I don't have to wake him up in the morning and give him breakfast before I head to work. Thankfully he woke up before I left and very proudly showed me the money that had been left for him. He even went as far as counting it.

It was a good day to be at work. Apparently he drove Miky nuts by talking incessantly about his tooth, the gap and the tooth fairy. The discomfort was obviously a distant memory. They got together with one of his schoolmates which was good for Miky as he was able to bother his friend with the story.

My boy is growing up.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Taekwondo Black Belt Grading

As a family unit we attended the black belt grading that was held today. We missed the actual black belts but saw the red belt three tips or more correctly, first gup, taekwondoers, for want of a much better and correct word, go through their gradings. I managed to get one little 1st dan black belt guy doing his board breaking exercise.

He was pretty impressive overall and would deserve to gain his 2nd dan black belt.

Looking For A Dog

Afterwards we went to the Canning City Animal Shelter to have a look at the dogs. There were only two there, a staffy and a rottweiler cross. Not the sort of dogs that we are interested in. Miky wants to get a poodle or a maltese. I'd settle for a beagle or a jack russel. Hopefully a beagle it will be. We may have to go through the normal channels to get one though.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Still Require Proof That Firefox Is Better Than Internet Explorer?

I've been using Firefox for quite some time now. It is much more user-friendly than Internet Explorer. And it appears to be more reliable. Check out the pic below.

Firefox vs IE

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Sunroom Renovation Pretty Much Done

Going back to about June and forward to December, here are the progress photos of the sunroom that was only going to take 8-10 weeks to build. There are still some gaps to be fixed but they are due to be done today.

I spent all day Saturday painting the front door, installing the blinds and a window lock. Too much trouble. And Sunday morning was used to paint the door again. It's come up nicely though.


Even did the garden out the front.

It's come together fairly well. I'm guessing that it was worth the trouble. Makes the house feel like a home.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Am I An A-List Bloglebrity?

Far from it, it appears.

D-List Blogger

Apparently I have linked only 9 blogs in the last 180 days. I'm sure I'm a much better name-dropper than that. There must be some mistake. I demand a recount.

I saw Lori do this. There, I'll have to check my bloglebrity status again.
Ben Cousins - You Idiot (Revisited)

Surprise, surprise. Ben Cousins, the "spiritual leader" of the West Coast Eagles has been arrested. This time on the charge of being drunk in a public place. I guess that's what happens when you leave a nightclub at 4:30am. Most people are bound to be drunk.

I immediately thought that he must have been with his partner-in-crime, er friend, Michael Gardner, when I heard that his arrest took place in Melbourne. And so it turned out to be. Unless he was being disorderly I don't consider the charge to be too serious though.

He's just proved that he is still an idiot. No outrunning the police this time. Can the Eagles dump him in time for the pre-season draft? It will be interesting to see how much they back their man this time. Involvment in a nightclub shooting, running from a booze bus and abondoning his car on a highway, drunk in public place. Wow, his achievements of winning a Brownlow Medal and a premiership are practically equalled by his public ineptitude and arrogance.
Daylight Savings Is A Winner

Daylight savings is a winner, in my book at least. Day one of a new dawn was welcomed by Yu-Jin getting up at 6am, which was the old 5am, to play computer games. And considering that we watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner From Azkaban until very late the night before, it wasn't a bad start. It was nice not to have the sun burning my eyes out from 5am also. I spent my day painting the front door of the new sunroom and installing a lock on the window. We also, the boy and I, went to Subi to buy fruit and veg. Woolies was open, unusual for a Sunday, so we bought 10 icecreams. Yum.

Once the door was finished and the sunroom cleaned we had to help in the garden. This involved digging up some irises and moving them, planting a couple of new agapanthuses, and putting down some recently purchased kerbing in the form of edging. It's come up nicely, what with the mulch that was added and trimming of the blackberry tree. Our place is starting to look like a home.

We did fall into the trap of working outside much longer than usual and so ended up visiting Dominos Pizza for tea. Well, I picked up a couple of pizzas anyway. Must have been just after 8pm before we ate tea. The girl who served me complained about getting up one hour earlier, going to school one hour earlier, leaving school one hour earlier... Then her complaints died away. One-all at this stage I believe.

This morning I had a bit of a laugh. The car yard near where I catch the bus had put their clock/thermometer reading sign two hours fast. Silly people don't realise that daylight savings just means that our clocks go one hour ahead and not three hours so that we have Eastern Daylight Savings Time.

I don't like the fact that the cricket starts an hour later in the day than normal. At work I can contact more people on the eastern seaboard during my working day. I do think that it isn't good for the water levels in our dams as people will have more time to water their gardens, which is exactly what we did tonight. There is more time to enjoy the family while it is still light and Yu-Jin even went to bed before it was dark without questioning it. He was dog tired though and who can blame him after his weekend's activities?

I'm all in favour of daylight savings. I just hope that the three year trial in the West is enough to convince everybody else of its benefits.
Beach Cricket On Rotto

I mentioned that we played some beach cricket when we went to Rotto. This is the way it should be played. I didn't get any video of Chelsea diving/falling into the water to retrieve the ball. Or of Eugene running backwards in the water with a beer in one hand and taking a one-handed catch, falling over and not spilling a drop. Or of Craig dropping four out of the five dollies that came his way. Gee, he resembled Phil Tufnell in the field.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

What Is Google News Telling Us?

Greg Page, the Yellow Wiggle, has had to retire due to ill health. He can't stand up or sit down without experiencing fainting spells. And wiggling is certainly not healthy for him. But what is Google News telling us?

Has the crime rate increased due to the Yellow Wiggle's handover?
Dodgy Share Pinching C@#$s!!

Direct Share Purchasing Corporation Pty Ltd - the dodgy share buyers are back. BHP Billiton warned shareholders recently that David Tweed was up to his old trips of offering money for your shares at substantially lower than market value. All you have to do is sign a form and return it. Then, a few days later, you will receive a cheque for possibly several thousand dollars less than you reasonably should expect.

Don't accept anything from the dodgy pricks behind this company.

Be warned. Even if you don't sign the form but return it the fine print says that still constitutes acceptance of the offer. My advice is to remove all personally identifying material, write some nasty messages and place is the pre-addressed envelope provided, don't affix a stamp (let the bastard pay extra for it being delivered without a stamp) and relax thinking happy thoughts.

Just don't get caught.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Christmas Party 2006 - Trip To Rotto

Our Christmas party this year was all planned for a boat trip to Rotto, or Rottnest Island for those not in the know, as it has been for the last four years. My first experience of it though as I've only been with the company for just under two months.

All week we've had unsettled weather so to be greeted with nearly clear skies and hardly a breath of wind was delightful. Dropped the boy off at school and headed down to Rous Head just north of Fremantle. I wasn't quite sure where to go but when I saw one of the ladies from the office I knew that I was in the right place. Our two charter boats departed from the jetty at the Perth Diving Academy.

The other charter boat leaving Rous Head.

We made a bit of a wake on the trip over.

The trip over was a little bit rough and Miky didn't feel too well. Despite taking seasickness pills prior to the voyage. Sid, on the other boat, threw up. He certainly didn't enjoy the trip over.

Who brought the bloody Pom?

Gone for a dip.

The rocks next to Parakeet Bay.

We anchored in Parakeet Bay. There were plenty of drinks and munchies. A few people brought wetsuits and took the plunge. I put my boardies on and went in for a dip. Bit cold to start with but I swam to shore and then turned around again. Henry lent me a mask and snorkel and I swam to the reef nearby and saw some marvellous seaweed, reef and fish. Can you believe that I've never snorkelled before? It was fantastic. Cramp struck both my calves, must be a bit unfit, but the current sent me back out to the boats pretty quickly.

Lunch was a mixture of salads, char-grilled chicken, sausages and steak. Went down nicely.

Snags on the BBQ - bloody bewdy.

Following that just about everyone went to the beach for beach cricket. Excellent stuff with one fantastic catch taken with a beer in one hand out in the water. The guy didn't spill a drop even though he fell over in the process.

About half past three we headed back to Perth. It was quite a bit rougher on the way back. Rene, who was upstairs, had a spew over the side. Just as we entered the harbour Miky had a spew over the side. I don't know how they faired on the other boat which was a bit smaller and therefore more conducive to a good ol' chunder in the rough seas.

Rene's spew - didn't he get a cheer from the boys!

Only when I had a shower later did I realise that my back and shoulders were burnt along with the top of my feet and just below my knees on my calves. I hadn't planned to be in the water for too long without a shirt or sunscreen as the water was likely to be really cold. Perhaps I have a bit more body fat as the water didn't bother me and I obviously stayed long enough to get burnt. And all day I had been worried about other people getting burnt. It's not too bad though.

My sunburnt back.