nastybun

Yay, snacks! Oh, boo, unhealthy…

This person must have had a hard time in school…

It’s time for dinner.
I forgot to buy carrots.
I am a silly.

I heard you like bridges so I took a photo of a bridge over trouble waters while on a bridge from neither here to there.

Old warehouses convert into expensive houses.

Hark, a bridge doth approach our merry band of… Melvin, stop that, you’re supposed to stay in character. Geez.

A wedding party attempts to get a nice photo amid the trrts.

Thus endeth the bike ride. Well, I went home from there.

A friend of mine started up a new blog around taking a picture of a scene one day a week for a year and asked me to get involved, so I figured why not. It’s called 52 Weeks On Earth, and if you like the idea you’re welcome to get involved. Just get yourself a WordPress.com account and I’ll sort the rest out.

I took this on my new workphone, a Nokia E72. Seems a good phone, kinda Blackberry style with a full physical keyboard and the like. Rubbish web browser though.

This is my keys… I like this shot.

Given that it was more east than usual over the weekend and they made it twice as long to celebrate the fact, I decided to go visit my Dad’s dogs down in Nearly Melbourne. I also took the opportunity to visit my Dad and his wife at the same time, given that where the dogs are, they generally are. Unless Dad’s at work, but that doesn’t happen when it’s commemoratively more east weekend. This retelling starts before then though, as the stage must be set for such things. So relax dear reader, and be taken on a journey through the power of my words. Or something.

Firstly, let me point out for the uninformed, my new job tends to lead to a few drinks or so on the last day of the week. In fact, the first two fridays lead to being pleasently surprised to find myself at home the next morning, but I digress. Last thursday was no exception, only without excess. This is mainly because after lunch (in a pub) an afternoon drink at the RSL, some drinks and nibblies put on by new work to celebrate an Occasion and a couple more back at the pub to farewell a team member, I popped off to Newtown (or N00btown if you prefer) for a few cocktails and some dinner/wine with a friend who was temporarily back from London. This was followed by heading into the city for a few beers with her other half, then getting home shortly before 2am, checking into my flight and packing my bag. I managed to forget nothing, which suggested to me that getting drunk the night before a trip isn’t such a bad thing after all.

5 hours later however, with the alarm cacophanising me from lovely slumber, that was revised back to ‘not ideal’. Tired and slightly queasy I staggered downstairs, called for a cab, leapt into the first one that came along instead and was whizzed off to the airport by a complete nutter. Nice guy, but part of the 95% of cabbies that give the rest a bad name when it comes to driving. A bit of lining up and a ham and cheese croissant later I was waiting to board, alternating between keeping my eyes open enough to read my book and closing them for a recharge. Which is also pretty much what I did after I boarded.

As an aside, I hate flying. If I had time/means I’d rather drive to places, but as flying is much faster and cheaper, that means I don’t get to do it as often as I’d like. Still, at least I’ve done it a few times.

So anyhoo, that started a sleepy day in Nearly Melbourne. That afternoon we visited a Buddhist temple that’s nearby (well, it took over an hour to get there.. we went the scenic route). It was in a great spot, but it was kind of a non-descript building with the gold horns chucked on the top. Nice though. On the way back we spotted a pub that had all day meals on, so with it being 3pm at that point we decided to stop and have a feed. Very tasty fish and chips, and Asahi on tap. Yum. Not pictured: everything.

The nice thing about visiting Dad is that I can drink his wine. He has very nice wine. He also has some Raki, which is a Turkish spirit that tastes like aniseed and burning until you put a bunch of ice in. Then it’s aniseed and nice. The other side of it is helping around the shop/restaurant they run, which is fine most of the time.. cleaning out the rangehood over the kitchen was a mucky job though. Ergh. Still, I earns me keep. Also I got to play with the pressure washer, so it wasn’t all bad. Squwoooosh! Only got a bit soaked…

Anyhoo, I got back last night. I decided to take the train and bus home from the airport, which is actually the first time I’ve done it from a flight home. Usually I’m too tired/cranky to be bothered with anything other than queuing for a cab, but I decided that the line would be huge and I might as well spend half the cashola to get home. (Though seriously, $15 is a ridiculous fare for about half a dozen stops.) Sitting on an empty train makes me want to think of something to write about, but it never happens.. probably because I’m not much of a writer.. I get writer’s block before I start. I think I shall call it aspirant’s block. Kinda makes you wonder why I’d have a blog with an imaginary flipside, but heigh.. why the hell not.

Some of you may know I started a new job recently. I could tell you all about it, or I could just make something up. I chose the latter. The (bad) writing will continue until Project Ark reaches its natural conclusion. Whatever that may be..

In other news, I mended my wardrobe yesterday (pics if you ask nicely.. it’s uninteresting), am still pondering both whether or not I want a new laptop and why more manufacturers don’t make 11″ models and I bought a new secondary monitor. It’s a 23″ Samsung, a P2350. ‘Sgood, though the stand is a little wobbly so make sure you have a sturdy desk if you buy one. I’ve been motorbikling to the new jeorb which is good, though there’s rain forecast for the next while so that’ll be fun. Good thing I have plastic pants to wear over my real pants (they want to stop the ones who wear the plastic pants on real pants) so that I might remain dry. We’ll see anyway.. tomorrow might be a mite uncomfortable otherwise.

In internet news, here are links.
- The ping-pong door. I want to make it one day, in the mean time I may design a mechanism to achieve the tilt and slide. I have a few ideas anyway.
- Llewtube. Robert Llewellyn (Red Dwarf, Scrapheap Challenge) gives people a ride in his car (it’s a Prius, but don’t hold that against him) and has a nice chat. Anyone who likes The Mighty Boosh should watch the Rich Fulcher one, and everyone should watch the Stephen Fry one. And a bunch of other ones. Or just listen to them as you would a podcast, they work well that way too.
- Earth hour was this on Saturday night, which is a load of tokenistic crap. See: this. In short if you want to be green, do it all the time.
- This comic. If you don’t get it, think back to when you were seven and loved space. If that’s still no good, try this.
- LASERS MAKE WATER GO UPHILL. Lasers, fuck yea.

If you’re reading this, I am dead have successfully shifted to a new webserver. Go me. The wordpress exporter doesn’t grab any settings and when I re-uplourde the media, it doesn’t add to the library. It all still displays and works though, so.. good enough.