Fish!

By reason and calm judgement the qualities specially appertaining to a leader - Tacitus

Monday, September 27

Funny but in a sad way cause its true

Back things are different in Melbourne very different still processing things more later

Monday, September 20

Safely at Greyices off to Sydney HQ tomorrow morning and then Melbourne on Wens afternoon with Batgirl having a mini get away with her can't wait.

Friday, September 17

Homer: To alcohol, the cause of and solution to all of lifes problems.

I hate when a new relationship ends on a bad note

Monday, September 13

I'm sitting at my desk last monday staring down at the EPA licences for the sites in my area and all of a sudden it hits me. I'm in a very important position with a shitload of responsibility sitting on my shoulders. I don't mind admitting I freaked out for a few minutes and even thought to myself I can't do this. Everyone tells me I'm a natural leader but fucking hell its hard to deal with when its sitting in front of you in hard copy like that. I have to propose improvements to my sites that can run into the 10s of thousands of dollars and I can't even blink when I do it as pack rules apply and I dare not show any sign of weakness or doubt. I miust be resolute in this.

Holy Crap
Off to Sydney again next week thanks again go to Greyice for the floor space waiting on my bloody laptop to arrive sitting here at home downloading digital photos onto my computer seems a lot like not working to me.
Almost done with the travelling for the time being.

Cool Lake Strongbad

Thursday, September 9

Ahhh Mr Bix one of my favourite robots

Grandpa: The metric system is the tool of the devil, my car gets 40 rods to the hogshead and thats the way I likes it.

Sunday, September 5

Inbred Hick 1: Well look as mister city slicker pulling up in his fancy German car.

Homer: This car was made in Gutamala.

Inbred Hick 2: Well pardon us mister Gucci loafers.

Homer: I bought these shoes from a hobo.

Inbred Hick 1: Well excuse us mister Park Avenue manicure.

Homer: *Looks at fingers* I believe in good grooming.

My Uncles funeral was yesterday another relative lost to cancer. That is all