After reading over yesterdays post, i noticed it was much funnier when told first hand. I made it sound pathetic rather than funny. I guess the other four days i left out were the funny ones.
I went off to work as promised, in the substantial rain. Stuck it out for a couple of hours untill rain dripping off my hat shorted out my angle grinder & gave me a jolt. That was stumps for me lol .
So have spent the rest of today playing guitar & trying to get my boots, hat, gloves & all my workclothes a bit dry. So if nothing else i will have something warm & wet to put on in the morning.
my new HD camera arrived today. Ummmm seems to be fine but i have no sound. It could be because i have no memory card with it, & only 48meg of internal ram . Im led to believe there are more settings with card installed.
So we will see when my 8gig card arrives from Hong kong in about four days.
It came with 12 months warranty but that could be a real pain in the arse if it all goes pear shaped.
And thats the downside of cheap web purchases.
If you click on the picture it will take you to a youtube video i up loaded from my odour cologne ( phone) this morning.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Love drugs dogs & cockroaches.
This is a true story of two friends. One lives in Byron Bay & the other lives in Sydney. We will call the Byron one Jack & the Sydney one Jill. Now Jill often comes up to stay with Jack, who is as tight as a frogs arse & has two huge hounds. Because Jack is so tight he is renting all available space in his house out to backpackers to make some extra bucks.
And because Jack is so tight he only has a bar fridge to service himself two huge hounds & all the backpackers.
I should point out at this juncture Jack thinks housework is something foreign people do.
So Jill comes up for her Bi annual holiday, Jack greets her with hugs & kisses & much outpouring of love & affection. & proceedes to tell her how great it is to have her staying with him again & he is SO excited & happy to give up a $300.00 a week bed for her so she can stay as long as she wants, as long as its no more than three weeks.
Anyway Jill decides to do some shopping so there is something in the house that the dogs have'nt licked chewed slept or pissed on, or gone on to the cockroach supermarket.
That evening Jill cooks a lovely baked dinner for Jack, but Jacks not very hungry, it might have something to do with the case of beer, bottle of port, large bag of chips & the schooners of wine & he is downing like his arse is on fire. After jill has finished dinner Jack grabs the plates, pots, pans, cuttlery & dumps them on the verandah floor where the dogs lick them all clean as clean. Much to Jills consternation.
The next day Jill decided it would be nice to visit her old aunt in Drismore for the evening. As she is leaving Jack wonders if Jill could score a bit of pot from some of her hippy friends. Money is mentioned only because Jack informs Jill he would never waste HIS money on pot but he really likes a smoke. So Jill leaves in a daze to spend time with her dear old aunt.
She arrives home the next morning to see Jack grinning like a monkey & breathlessly talking like a man who has lost his testicals ( really high voice ) Jillie ,Jillie, oh Jillie,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i had a party last night,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i ate pork chops, nuts,bananas, chips ,ice cream, drank a large bottle of cointreau, oh & found some pot in your makeup bag, i had just the best time, it was soo much fun, i wish you could have been here.
Now to say Jill is a bit miffed because Jack has consumed every last morsel of the $200.00 + Jill spend on food & drink is an understatement ,What jack didnt finish the rats mice & cockroaches did.
And all the while Jack is still going on about how magnanimous he is by foregoing $900.00 in rent for his BESTEST friend in the world.
This is just a small portion of the week long ordeal Jill has suffered at the hands of her BESTEST friend in the whole wide world, who has many many phobias. Phone phobia, cant talk, need to let his brain cool down. Germ phobia, dont breath near me. Noise phobia, i can only stand my own noise. People phobia stay away from me unless your paying rent. Spending money phobia, Can we spend yours cos mine is dirty.
Jill is now on holidays somewhere else, where there is not so much love & its cheaper.
Funny that eh !
And because Jack is so tight he only has a bar fridge to service himself two huge hounds & all the backpackers.
I should point out at this juncture Jack thinks housework is something foreign people do.
So Jill comes up for her Bi annual holiday, Jack greets her with hugs & kisses & much outpouring of love & affection. & proceedes to tell her how great it is to have her staying with him again & he is SO excited & happy to give up a $300.00 a week bed for her so she can stay as long as she wants, as long as its no more than three weeks.
Anyway Jill decides to do some shopping so there is something in the house that the dogs have'nt licked chewed slept or pissed on, or gone on to the cockroach supermarket.
That evening Jill cooks a lovely baked dinner for Jack, but Jacks not very hungry, it might have something to do with the case of beer, bottle of port, large bag of chips & the schooners of wine & he is downing like his arse is on fire. After jill has finished dinner Jack grabs the plates, pots, pans, cuttlery & dumps them on the verandah floor where the dogs lick them all clean as clean. Much to Jills consternation.
The next day Jill decided it would be nice to visit her old aunt in Drismore for the evening. As she is leaving Jack wonders if Jill could score a bit of pot from some of her hippy friends. Money is mentioned only because Jack informs Jill he would never waste HIS money on pot but he really likes a smoke. So Jill leaves in a daze to spend time with her dear old aunt.
She arrives home the next morning to see Jack grinning like a monkey & breathlessly talking like a man who has lost his testicals ( really high voice ) Jillie ,Jillie, oh Jillie,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i had a party last night,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i ate pork chops, nuts,bananas, chips ,ice cream, drank a large bottle of cointreau, oh & found some pot in your makeup bag, i had just the best time, it was soo much fun, i wish you could have been here.
Now to say Jill is a bit miffed because Jack has consumed every last morsel of the $200.00 + Jill spend on food & drink is an understatement ,What jack didnt finish the rats mice & cockroaches did.
And all the while Jack is still going on about how magnanimous he is by foregoing $900.00 in rent for his BESTEST friend in the world.
This is just a small portion of the week long ordeal Jill has suffered at the hands of her BESTEST friend in the whole wide world, who has many many phobias. Phone phobia, cant talk, need to let his brain cool down. Germ phobia, dont breath near me. Noise phobia, i can only stand my own noise. People phobia stay away from me unless your paying rent. Spending money phobia, Can we spend yours cos mine is dirty.
Jill is now on holidays somewhere else, where there is not so much love & its cheaper.
Funny that eh !
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Spinning in the rain.
Ha its all done, in spite of the pissing down rain i assembled the scaffolding, all 4.6m of it.
Now i know a few of yous have done it before & its reel easy. But when your faced with 20 or thirty different lengh poles & assorted frames and a couple of big floor pieces for the first time ,,,well it was like looking at a jigsaw puzzle where all the pieces are the same colour & shape, ( being stoned didnt help lol ).
Anyhoo after an initial bit of faffing about i got it done in two hours & as i was placing the very last floor piece on the top i noticed the assembly instructions on the side of the frame,,,,,,,,,,,,,,sigh.
Im guessing that my assembly was more efficient because i have a couple of pieces left over.
The only thing that will stop me working tomorrow is something of biblical proportions, you know like the water in the creek parting, or my fooffoof giving up the ghost.
Do you think its dangerous working 5mtr up on top of a steel frame in the middle of thunder, lightning & rain with a power tool in my hands ???????????????????????????? NAH !!!
Now i know a few of yous have done it before & its reel easy. But when your faced with 20 or thirty different lengh poles & assorted frames and a couple of big floor pieces for the first time ,,,well it was like looking at a jigsaw puzzle where all the pieces are the same colour & shape, ( being stoned didnt help lol ).
Anyhoo after an initial bit of faffing about i got it done in two hours & as i was placing the very last floor piece on the top i noticed the assembly instructions on the side of the frame,,,,,,,,,,,,,,sigh.
Im guessing that my assembly was more efficient because i have a couple of pieces left over.
The only thing that will stop me working tomorrow is something of biblical proportions, you know like the water in the creek parting, or my fooffoof giving up the ghost.
Do you think its dangerous working 5mtr up on top of a steel frame in the middle of thunder, lightning & rain with a power tool in my hands ???????????????????????????? NAH !!!
Rattling my personal hobby horse
What is it with this fucking site ? add a gadget it says, install a slideshow it says. Then makes up its own fucking mind about about whos pictures its going to show.
I just cant wait for the end of technology as we know it, i just dont need this shit in my life. sodding bodgy techno shit that only works untill its out of the packaging, then its obsolete. We are the stupid dumb fucks that keep on endlessly divesting ourselves of what little cash we have to have the latest phone/tv/satnav/ipod. And for what ? only to find out the Jones's next door have a newer one, which makes us feel like we are missing out. So the cycle begins again.
I for one have decided to make a stand & say fuck it, when my phone plan runs out the phone is in the bin. And that will apply to every piece of technology in my life form here on in. No more replacing one item for something equally as unnecessary. the latest casualty in this sensless consumption of resources is my playstation 2. There is no longer any new games available. I for one refuse to fork out nearly $500.00 for a bloody game & i dont care if its wi fi compatible/ web ready. HDD or what ever.
The steel & scaffolding has just been delivered so im off in the pissing down rain to put it together. its nice to be working with something that will still be around in years to come.
IM OUTA HERE.
I just cant wait for the end of technology as we know it, i just dont need this shit in my life. sodding bodgy techno shit that only works untill its out of the packaging, then its obsolete. We are the stupid dumb fucks that keep on endlessly divesting ourselves of what little cash we have to have the latest phone/tv/satnav/ipod. And for what ? only to find out the Jones's next door have a newer one, which makes us feel like we are missing out. So the cycle begins again.
I for one have decided to make a stand & say fuck it, when my phone plan runs out the phone is in the bin. And that will apply to every piece of technology in my life form here on in. No more replacing one item for something equally as unnecessary. the latest casualty in this sensless consumption of resources is my playstation 2. There is no longer any new games available. I for one refuse to fork out nearly $500.00 for a bloody game & i dont care if its wi fi compatible/ web ready. HDD or what ever.
The steel & scaffolding has just been delivered so im off in the pissing down rain to put it together. its nice to be working with something that will still be around in years to come.
IM OUTA HERE.
Drismore
Today was Grismore day. Lynda wanted to take us out for lunch, in spite of the heat( 38c).
So we trotted off to Drizzard to .....................ummmm somewhere for lunch. You bewdy oysters ,calamari & JD's. It was a fantastic meal & drinks listenening to Lynda reagail us with stories of meeting two cousins up North, Chad & dopy & other sundry whacky family members that live right up in the bush.
Then we stepped out into the HEAT,,,,,,,,,,,, arghhhhhhh. Ot enuf to boil a monkeys bum it was. Let me tells ya, its really hard to look cool when im sweating so hard it looks like i had a broken water pipe on me head. But the upshot is i have now organised the pipe & scaffold & delivery for the Tahj ma pussy.
So its all systems go for Thursday regardless of wind rain or snow.
Im still eagerly awaiting the arrival of me $250.00 HD camera. I could have done with it today cos there was a sky full of chemtrails.
( trying to make me dopyer than i already am ). I keep forgetting to take my videocamera sunglasses out for a spin. And we have just missed out on a huge storm that came barreling along untill it got to Nimbin & said, sod it lets go to the beach, turned right & buggered off...............Sigh.
PS: Tomorrow i have a great story of friendship & money .
So we trotted off to Drizzard to .....................ummmm somewhere for lunch. You bewdy oysters ,calamari & JD's. It was a fantastic meal & drinks listenening to Lynda reagail us with stories of meeting two cousins up North, Chad & dopy & other sundry whacky family members that live right up in the bush.
Then we stepped out into the HEAT,,,,,,,,,,,, arghhhhhhh. Ot enuf to boil a monkeys bum it was. Let me tells ya, its really hard to look cool when im sweating so hard it looks like i had a broken water pipe on me head. But the upshot is i have now organised the pipe & scaffold & delivery for the Tahj ma pussy.
So its all systems go for Thursday regardless of wind rain or snow.
Im still eagerly awaiting the arrival of me $250.00 HD camera. I could have done with it today cos there was a sky full of chemtrails.
( trying to make me dopyer than i already am ). I keep forgetting to take my videocamera sunglasses out for a spin. And we have just missed out on a huge storm that came barreling along untill it got to Nimbin & said, sod it lets go to the beach, turned right & buggered off...............Sigh.
PS: Tomorrow i have a great story of friendship & money .
Monday, February 22, 2010
Social
Well its been a couple of really social days thats for sure. Firstly my old mate Jeff came & stayed a few days. bought a house in Nimbin then left. The next day John & Avinash dropped in on their way back home to North Queensland, They left & now our good friend Lynda has dropped in on her way up the coast.
Now to say Lynda is an out there sort of person, does not do her justice lol. She is the only person i know that would go to Don Lanes memorial service & get mistaken for a dead sixties pop singer
. Lynda was walking out onto a balcony & she could hear someone in the distance calling out Lynda cooee Lynda ohhh Lynda . She was thinking to herself who the bloody hell would know me here ?. She turned around & saw Barry Makenzie & a couple of other tv stars from the early sixties, trotting up to her & asking about her life & singing career,,, Bazza had his photo taken with Lynda snigger.
Now i wouldnt be lying if i said Linda couldnt carry a tune in a bucket. So you can imagine her discomfort at being mistaken for for some long dead pop singer & the thought of being asked up on the stage to do one of her old numbers was more than she could bare. So she snuck off to the T.a.b which was closed & hid around the corner & called up her girlfriend to Google this dead pop singer to find out who she was ( Lynn Randel ) her hit was Chow Baby .
I wish i could have been there to witness one of those really majic uncomfortable moments as Lynda scooted out of there as fast as her dead legs would carry her lol.
I can only imajine the consternation of old Bazza looking at a photo in weeks to come of this dead singer that was at Don Lanes memorial service. Well spooky.
On a lighter note, the fittings i have been vainly trying to get for several weeks arrived today. So its back to Stephie's to finish the Tahj ma pussy next week.
This bloody job has been hanging over my head like a big black block of concrete for about two months now.
hassling to get scaffolding without a permit ordering the steel & having a frigging conniption over these three sodding fitting has been a major pain in an otherwise pleasant job.
whoever said life in the country is laid back, was certainly not trying to do anything constuctive.
oh sodit i have lost my train of thought & interest.
Cyas
Now to say Lynda is an out there sort of person, does not do her justice lol. She is the only person i know that would go to Don Lanes memorial service & get mistaken for a dead sixties pop singer
. Lynda was walking out onto a balcony & she could hear someone in the distance calling out Lynda cooee Lynda ohhh Lynda . She was thinking to herself who the bloody hell would know me here ?. She turned around & saw Barry Makenzie & a couple of other tv stars from the early sixties, trotting up to her & asking about her life & singing career,,, Bazza had his photo taken with Lynda snigger.
Now i wouldnt be lying if i said Linda couldnt carry a tune in a bucket. So you can imagine her discomfort at being mistaken for for some long dead pop singer & the thought of being asked up on the stage to do one of her old numbers was more than she could bare. So she snuck off to the T.a.b which was closed & hid around the corner & called up her girlfriend to Google this dead pop singer to find out who she was ( Lynn Randel ) her hit was Chow Baby .
I wish i could have been there to witness one of those really majic uncomfortable moments as Lynda scooted out of there as fast as her dead legs would carry her lol.
I can only imajine the consternation of old Bazza looking at a photo in weeks to come of this dead singer that was at Don Lanes memorial service. Well spooky.
On a lighter note, the fittings i have been vainly trying to get for several weeks arrived today. So its back to Stephie's to finish the Tahj ma pussy next week.
This bloody job has been hanging over my head like a big black block of concrete for about two months now.
hassling to get scaffolding without a permit ordering the steel & having a frigging conniption over these three sodding fitting has been a major pain in an otherwise pleasant job.
whoever said life in the country is laid back, was certainly not trying to do anything constuctive.
oh sodit i have lost my train of thought & interest.
Cyas
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Dazin
Well after yesterdays fun time today has been spent wandering around from room to room & outside in a daze then in the mancave for some guitar & fiddling around with Jeff's effects peddles.
Plugged in my little stylaphone. Its a little electronic keyboard you play with a stylus,& had a ball lol, driving Shabayah mad with my lead breaks at volume 11. Yeh i know your saying to yourself,who has a volume control that goes to 11. Well i do,.its amazing what you can do with a crayon. & it is louder i swear.
Jeff did a lot of snoozing, After i had finished playing, read making noise, he was gearing up for the 6pm 900lkm drive home.
OO OO the other day i had an impulse buy. A Sanyo HD camcorder $245.00 on Deals Direct. My main worry is ya gets wot ya pays for. Oh & bought one of jeffs 50 inch Plasma tellys, Its that big it will most likely blot out all the light in the lounge, the real theater experience, you know you need a torch to find your chair. I just cant pass up a bargain.
My frog farm is going really well the taddies are getting bigger every day, but few folks have mentioned that i am creating a monster lol. Already when the rain starts the noise from two frogs out the front & a couple out the back is ummmm turn up the telly noticable. So im just trying to imagine about 500 of the buggers all doing their song at once. Oh & pooping all over the place.
Did you know that a frog poo looks to be about half the size of the frog & we got some whopper frogs. so when they are in full production i should have enough frog crap to build a small installation. Pictures will follow.
Just been sitting here listening to the Nimbin Blues Strain with Garry ( see link ) its been a great show so far. But now the Muay Thai is on........ sorry Gaz.
Guess what ? its raining again.
& the frogs are going for it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,funny that.
Plugged in my little stylaphone. Its a little electronic keyboard you play with a stylus,& had a ball lol, driving Shabayah mad with my lead breaks at volume 11. Yeh i know your saying to yourself,who has a volume control that goes to 11. Well i do,.its amazing what you can do with a crayon. & it is louder i swear.
Jeff did a lot of snoozing, After i had finished playing, read making noise, he was gearing up for the 6pm 900lkm drive home.
OO OO the other day i had an impulse buy. A Sanyo HD camcorder $245.00 on Deals Direct. My main worry is ya gets wot ya pays for. Oh & bought one of jeffs 50 inch Plasma tellys, Its that big it will most likely blot out all the light in the lounge, the real theater experience, you know you need a torch to find your chair. I just cant pass up a bargain.
My frog farm is going really well the taddies are getting bigger every day, but few folks have mentioned that i am creating a monster lol. Already when the rain starts the noise from two frogs out the front & a couple out the back is ummmm turn up the telly noticable. So im just trying to imagine about 500 of the buggers all doing their song at once. Oh & pooping all over the place.
Did you know that a frog poo looks to be about half the size of the frog & we got some whopper frogs. so when they are in full production i should have enough frog crap to build a small installation. Pictures will follow.
Just been sitting here listening to the Nimbin Blues Strain with Garry ( see link ) its been a great show so far. But now the Muay Thai is on........ sorry Gaz.
Guess what ? its raining again.
& the frogs are going for it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,funny that.
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