Monday, June 28, 2004

Brown Bread

"we're all gonna die someday, lord, we're all gonna die someday"

Got the news this morning that a colleague crashed his bike and died yesterday. Sad, had a young family and was, bad cliche i know, full of life. Happened up near Clarendon on a notorious bend, i have had the odd wobble up there.
It's very subdued here today even though he didn't work here we all knew him well and will miss him.
Makes you think about your own mortality and certainly makes me think more carefully about zapping though the hills at high speed.
I don't think it will stop me, only make me more wary and careful. Part of being involved, even on the fringes, in a dangerous hobby is that you will lose the odd mate along the way. We all know the risks and take every chance to avoid injury but accidents happen and there isn't much you can do about that.

Monday, June 21, 2004

It's Not Rocket Science.

The ancient Romans had plumbing, the idea that water doesn't run uphill is not a new one. Unfortunately that idea musn't have been in the trade school textbook for the plumbers that did our stormwater. On Saturday, in the pissing rain, I was out there clearing the drains only to discover that the nimrods have decided to defy the laws of physics and run the drains uphill. Now i need to dig them all up and relay them. Anyone want any 150mm asbestos pipe, i have about 40 feet, ebay maybe?
Whilst i was doing all this i though i should have a look at the gutters. When i got on the roof i saw that ours was the only house in the street with a liberal coating of moss. I actually felt bad that our roof was messy??? So i scraped some off but gave up when the rain and wind got too scary.

Other'n that the weekend was quite peaceful. Spent some quality time with the Playstation, drank some beer, watched the Bill and hung out with the girl. Most restful!

Thursday, June 10, 2004

Head soundtrack.

mix between:
The new Kylie song (very breathy and smooth like sex when you're trying to impress)

Hillary Duff (feels like being 12 again, without the pimples and slightly more awkward)

and the Darkness (that falsetto gets me everytime)

I'm having one fucked up day. Between that and 2 iced coffees and a can of coke i'm hyper.
Tired.

what a week at work it has been and there's one more day to go. God save the queen for giving us monay off work. Bless her socks.

We are going almost 24hrs here at the minute. The routine of sleep/work/sleep/work is becoming a bit of a grind.

We had the best fog here this morning, really thick and wet. It's cool to be driving to work and looking out over the city and not being able to see anything. Like being on a holiday cause there's no familliar surroundings. I remember holidays, those endless weeks when it felt like school would never go back......

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

The View From The Service Desk.

Here's today's thoughts:

The corporate tree is an oleander: By all means try to climb but wash your hands afterwards.

Every action has an equal and opposite....: Demand something from someone and they are more likely to not give it you. I think this is why women (some) get what they want. They just ask, not demand or insist, just ask. Batting eyelids and chest pushed out may help, but it's mostly the asking.

If the boss is in a bad mood, best not mention that you stuffed something up. Actually, have a sickie and watch Lizzie Maquire.

Who makes up The Matrix songwriting team?

Apparently in the Navy you can sail the seven seas: I thought there were more than that. Does it include the Timor and Tasman? Was that written before the charting of the southern hemisphere?

The pressing issues of our time.