Whooping Siamangs in Dubbo Zoo

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This is the funniest Youtube Video ever!!!

Your opinion of endangered NZ birds will never be the same again!

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ASCII Me

Hours of mindless entertainment, my favourite link of the day:

http://www.glassgiant.com/ascii/

Just upload a picture to create an ASCII of yourself!

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Note to self #2

Just a few things I’ve learnt recently:

-Chamomile tea is delicious

-Sleep is precious

-PH 6.6 is compatible with life

-Sticking your finger in various orifices, sucks.

-If someone repeats something long enough, they will eventually believe it.

-I like bacon for dessert.  And pancakes with ice-cream of course

-I make the  best pancakes

-The second best pancakes are made in a little Dutch shop on the NSW mid-north coast.

-Twitter is dumb

-Unicyclists are geeks

-Bankers are silly paranoid people with no sense of pragmatism

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Caffeinated

Some random musings:

-I’ve had 7 coffees already today…I think. I lost count after the first one.

-I didn’t get a Vale ntines this year, or last year, or the year before

-It’s raining…I like rain

-I pushed a tooth back in today (not mine)

-I can’t shake this bloody cold…and I’m getting ride withdrawal symptoms

-I tried to suck out a piece of lego from some kids ear today

-I’m down to raceweight, now just have to start training!

Eh, I think I’ll do some baking when I get home.

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Beano

And you thought the Daleks were tough!

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Plumbers

I feel vindicated.

A few days ago, I added the plumbing profession to my “Note to self #1, Things I Dislike” list. Today I found out why.

I received a text from a furious woman this morning.  A very angry text about workmen who had dug up her garden.   She had just planted the seasons annuals and mulched the flowerbeds too!  That woman was my mother.  Ever seen my mother in a foul mood?  Trust me, it’s just as well I’m out of the country.

So how did this happen?  I have a house I rent out.  It is across the road from mum’s place.  The invoices get sent to her when I am away.

Now my house apparently needed to have a Buchan trap removed.  Don’t ask me what a Buchan trap is, but my plumber says that I don’t need one, and that I should pay him $1500 to have it removed.

So here’s where the two holes come in.  They saw the address on the invoice, and instead of going to my rental property, they went to mums’ place.  And dug it up.  Our exchange student was home and said that some workmen had been around yesterday to do some work.

It wasn’t until this morning that mum went outside, looked under the house and found two very large holes there.

She put two and two together and called the Police.  Apparently there is a gang of hole-digging vandals dressed up as tradesmen digging up the neighbourhood.

I explained this to my plumber.

They will go around to mums place tomorrow and fill up the holes.

God help them.

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Note to Self #1

Things I find annoying/irritating:

-People who moult and leave their hair all over the place

-The credit crunch

-spending every waking hour either: working, doing unicycle stuff, doing more unicycle stuff, working, doing more unicycle stuff and did I mention doing unicycle stuff?

-Japanese kids who dye their hair blonde

-Poor Hygiene (I deal with this alot…people really should shower before going to see their doctor)

-Driving

-Accountants, Lawyers and Plumbers

-People who borrow stuff and don’t return them

Things that relax me:

-Drinking coffee

-Riding my BICYCLE (yes, that’s TWO wheels!)

-Baking

-Little furry animals

-Rock pooling

-Dodgem Cars

-Blogging

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My Thumb

Kens Thumb

Backwards Thumb

I can turn it backwards.

That is all.

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Rubbish Bins

My mother is a bit silly at times.

Take our trip to Australia this year.  Mum doesn’t travel much, but joined me and our extended family in Perth for Chinese New Year.  Perth is at the other end of Australia.  A bloody long flight from Wellington, New Zealand.

Oh, and guess what she bought on her holiday?  A rubbish bin.  Yep, a rubbish bin.  Not a particularly expensive or fancy rubbish bin. Just a very large and very plastic rubbish bin, with a revolving lid.  And lugged it all the way back to New Zealand.  I tried to make some feeble excuse about this woman standing next to me, checking in a rubbish bin at Perth airport.

She was so proud of it…after all, she always wanted a rubbish bin in that particular shape. You can’t get it in New Zealand, apparently.  It slots in nicely between the oven and the wall. I don’t think she purchased anything else on that trip.

I’ve been away but got back home this week, and you know what?  The very large and very plastic rubbish bin is no more.  It has been replaced by an even larger and metallic rubbish bin.  It’s like the mother of all rubbish bins.  And she didn’t travel to Australia to get it this time.  She found it in the local rubbish bin shop.

Well, I’m a particularly guilty party in all of this.  When I was young, and somewhat less thoughtful, I purchased a fancy (or at least I thought so at the time) rubbish bin.  And gave it to mum for her birthday.  Yep, I gave mum a rubbish bin for her birthday.  It’s not something I can recall proudly, but mum is so hard to get presents for.  She has everything she wants.  She likes things that are useful.  And so, son thinks….Aha!  She needs a rubbish bin.

So I bought her this really cool metallic rubbish bin.  It has a lever you step on to flip the lid.  I used up a lot of pocket money in order to purchase it.  Unfortunately, circumstances change.  We moved houses and whilst it was still a nice rubbish bin, it did not fit in the space between the oven and the wall.  Round things do not fit in rectangular spaces.  So her one-time birthday gift was replaced by a  cheap plastic bin from Australia.  Gargh!

Moral of the story:  Never ever buy your mother a rubbish bin for her Birthday.

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