Forlorn.of.thee (fa'lo:n ŭv thē), p, my only strength and stay,forlorn of thee, whither shall I betake me, where subsist?
Paradise Lost by John Milton

Friday, March 27, 2009

Cheap Plonk

The 16th annual Chardonnay du Monde competition was held on 11 to 14 March 2009 at Château des Ravatys, the wine estate of the Pasteur Institute at Saint Lager in the Burgundy wine region of France.

923 wines were sampled from 37 countries. After four days of judging, coming in as one of the 10 BEST Chardonnay in the WORLD is Mc Williams Hanwood Estate Chardonnay - South Eastern Australia 2007.

Yup, just stocked the cellar at $6.50 a bottle from 1st Choice Wines

Quality comes at a price... sigh ;)

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Lunch Lite?

Went for lunch at Fish at the Rocks with the team from work. Service was fine but the food? Can be surmised in one word... disappointing. Maybe two words... very disappointing.

Started with oysters. Considered the lobster at $108 but didn't want to make a pig of myself, instead went for the Moreton Bay Bugs at $64. Just enough for 4 fork-fulls!

Someone had the West Aussie scampi at $76, the dish looked impressive but totally inedible. Served in tempura batter but the chef FORGOT to remove the very hard shell! No meat in that either!

Dessert was a saving grace but then at $12 it better be!

Still famished, we wandered down to Hungry Jacks for a burger...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Male Fantasies !

Thanks to a couple of Tribe mates for bringing this to my attention...

From the International Tribune...

" Dressed in a plaid miniskirt, a polka-dot shirt and a pink Victorian dress, three young women named Japan's "Ambassadors of Cute" made their debut at the Foreign Ministry on Thursday and are about to embark on a mission to spread Japan's smorgasbord of fashion culture to the world.

They will lecture on Japanese fashion at international events, including an anime and fashion expo in Bangkok later this month and a cultural convention in Paris in July. To reinforce their cuteness, two pink hearts float next to the girls' official titles on government releases..."

Nice work guys. Reinforcing the Lolita Complex... and government sanctioned too !



"Man caught with penis in pasta jar ... near Nobbys Beach" screams the headline.

The poilce found a 750-millilitre jar around his penis and noted that Weatherley attempted to continue "pleasuring himself in between bouts of wrestling".

A search of his car uncovered pornography, a home-made sex aid, women's stockings and a Jack Russell terrier.

Poor poor terrier...

What the f*ck is this world cuming to?

Friday, March 13, 2009

Twits and Twitter(s) !

Keep receiving these invites to keep up with mates on Twitter. You may wonder what it is...

The official blurb is "Twitter is a service for friends, family, and co–workers to communicate and stay connected through the exchange of quick, frequent answers to one simple question: What are you doing?"

According to Wiki it's "a social networking and micro-blogging service that enables its users to send and read other users' updates, tweets, which are text-based posts of up to 140 characters in length."


1) It costs me hard cold cash every time I send a SMS!
2) Tried signing on and I'm told...

3) Fine... Clicked forgot password and...

4) Helpdesk or support. I'd be that lucky. One has to sign in to be able to access support, and that I can't do!


Barack Obama
Malcolm Turnbull
Kevin Rudd

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Livin' down under

I love living in Australia... well, mostly.

It's big, it's friendly, the weather in Sydney is fabulous.

But to be an Aussie means having to vote. Since 1911, one must be enrolled on the electoral roll. From 1924 voting is compulsory for everyone on that roll. Failure to vote means having to turn up in court and cop a fine. Refuse to pay that fine and you could be thrown in jail.

To be on the electoral roll also means you can be summoned for jury duty. I've copped it sweet, criminal case expected to last 3 weeks from 30 March.

Employer has kindly begged the Sheriff's office that I be let off, otherwise there goes this quarter's financial reporting.

... or I could always turn up in jeans with joint hanging from my lips mumbling "Peace man! That pig is guilty as hell."