“S.U.V.s tend to be bought by people who are insecure, vain, self-centered, and self-absorbed, who are frequently nervous about their marriages, and who lack confidence in their driving skills”
Read the rest of the ‘Big and Bad’ article: here
“S.U.V.s tend to be bought by people who are insecure, vain, self-centered, and self-absorbed, who are frequently nervous about their marriages, and who lack confidence in their driving skills”
Read the rest of the ‘Big and Bad’ article: here
Sounds just perfect for a cycle touring adventure.. I’ll pack the boardies.. you pack the sunscreen!
Rensta has also updated her gallery:
City2See – Melbourne Aerial Photo Coverage
Live in Melbourne? See YOUR house from above TODAY!
“bookcrossing
n. the practice of leaving a book in a public place to be picked up and read by others, who then do likewise.”
DaveB put me onto this cool system of book swapping:
This is some seriously cool camera hardware with some potential drawbacks for perverts! ๐
Lunch (tuna sushi rolls and iced coffee for the curious) in hand, I’m walking back to the orifice, when a women stops me and asks if I want to do a beer survey.
“Sure” I say, thankful that it’s not another dodgy charity asking me for money to clothe abandoned Albanian Shrimp Monkies or repaint the BMW’s of toppled dictators around the world.
The survey focused on Carlton United Breweries, Tooheys and Hahn products with a couple of imports thrown in to put you off the scent.
I used this 5-10 minutes of ours lives to dump on CUB beers while raving about Mountain Goat and Cooper’s products. I hope that’s acceptable to you all.
The only downside? When I asked if she had samples.. the answer was a regretful “No”. I cried, she cried, it was tragic.
The only television beer ad I could remember? The TONGUE ad of course! I even managed to name the beer it was supposed to promote! I think the only reason I could recall it though was because I had read an article discussing the merits of grossing out a whole nation to promote a beer..
I’m sure the survey was an international conspiratorial plot to get me to attend the Goat open night tonight..


This is Burwood Road, near my work, looking towards the city. My boss was at work on time, unlike me, so he was able to snap some action..
“Blogment” – a blog comment
I wanted to keep my email folder names short so I thought I would invent this new word. Unfortunately it seems I was beaten to the punch.
Hatchy just brought a mouse to the back door. He dropped it and I let him in, until I realised the mouse was still alive, so I threw Hatchy back out to finish the job. Chomp, crunch, crunch, crunch, chomp.. no more mouse! Mission complete!
