Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Happy Birthday Nathan!
EO Newsroom: New Images - Mount St. Helens, Washington The Mt St Helens eruption occured at almost *exactly* the same time my little (big) brother Nathan was born. Check out earlier posts to see a lovelly image of him. Since then he has had quite an impact on all those around him! Have a great day mate.
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
Friday, May 14, 2004
Albums that might rock:
Das Not Compute by Division Of Laura Lee. Check out "Breathe Breathe" and "The Truth Is Fucked"
Im off to see felix this weekend. Im going up with my brother, Nathan. This will be cool as it will be great to have some company up there. Contrary to popular belief, Nathan does *not* have to ride on a "special bus"... those are just 3D glasses... Nathan has trouble seeing the third dimension. ;-)
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Scale Model Ferrari
This guy is obsessed!... and a genius...
Yes, I found it: "The Ballad of Casey Macphee" (Cookie Monster)
***************************** "The Ballad of Casey Macphee" Narrator: Listen, while I tell you, a story old and true, about how Casey Macphee the engineer got his train through. He faced the toughest duty, an engineer could do, but he was brave and not afraid and he got his train through! (chorus) Through, through, through, he got the train through. Through, through, through.... Cookie: Me got the train, and get it through..... N: Train was carrying moo cows, and cake and ice cream too. There were six cars full of cookies, and a tank of chocolate too. The stuff was for the party, that the kids would have all year. And getting that train through the narrow pass was the job of the engineer! (CHORUS) C (spoken): Oh, this train full of stuff me love to eat. And there are lote of children waiting for stuff on other side of dangerous narrow pass. Me must get train through!!!!! N: But an avalanche had closed the track and covered it with snow. The snow was deep, the track was blocked, there was no place he could go. Casey knew the train was filled with things he loved to eat. But Casey knew his duty and would not admit defeat! (CHORUS) C (spoken): Oh, tough choice. Track covered with snow. If me stay here, and not try to go through pass, Me stuck here, all alone with six cars of cookies and ice cream. Aaaaaaaaallllll alone, with nooooooooobody watching. Me getting hungry. Me getting VERY hungry! Oooooooh, maybe it's not too bad if me eat some cookies... Wait!! What me doing???? It be very bad if me eat cookies. Me must get train through!!!!! N: Well, Casey was a hero. And his duty he could see. Without the cookies and the milk, no party could there be. The kids would be unhappy, So Casey raised his head....... C: Me forget about the cookies, AND EAT THE SNOW INSTEAD!!!!! N: Through, through, through, he got the train through, he ate up all the avalanche.... C: It mighty tasty too! N: Through, through, through, he got the train through. Casey that brave engineer got the train through!
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Jam It!
I just thought I'd share a little part of my day with you and hopefully pass on some wisdom. THE SCENARIO: I came in this morning and had a chat with a certain sales person whose name starts with "M" and ends with "ike Hargis". We chatted about his recent trip to Canberra and how cold it was. This unnamed salesperson was eating a muffin, thickly coated in Apricot Jam. I thought nothing of it at the time and went to make my breakfast. I put some toast on and went to the fridge to get my jam out. Then it struck me, "There is only one lot of jam in here...MINE!". I grabbed the jam and was further disappointed to find that not only was the jar ajar :) but jam was spilled on the side of the jar and was now all over my fingers. Tops! >:-| THE CONFRONTATION: When I confronted Mike... errr... the salesperson, he simply laughed it off lightly and explained how he had lost all of his morals in Canberra. This shattered me... how could he simply shrug me off like that! That was not just ANY jam, that was MY jam. I defined myself by that jam... He had stolen my identity, the one true thing that made me... well...me. After all, you are what you eat. ;-) THE MORAL: "You can take the Salesperson out of the city but you cant take the Salesperson out of the person" THE WARNING: Be alert, not alarmed. A salesperson may be lurking anywhere. They may even look just like you and me (but they probably dress a little snappier). From this day forth no jam is safe. Only with diligent resolve will we crush the onslaught of our pectin pilfering protagonists! c.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
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