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Friday, May 12, 2006
When I was a Kid..
The following email is courtesy of Belinda. Oh the memories!!
GROWING UP IN AUSTRALIA
I'm talking about hide and seek in the park.
The corner milk bar, hopscotch, billy carts, cricket in front of the garbage bin and inviting everyone on your street to join in, Skipping, handball, handstands, elastics, bullrush, catch & kiss, footy on the best lawn in the street, slip'n'slide, the trampoline with water on it, hula hoops, stepping in puddles, mud pies and building dams in the gutter.
The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
'Big bubbles no troubles' with Hubba Bubba bubble gum. A choc-top. Mr Whippy cone on a warm summer night after you've chased him round the block. 20 cents worth of mixed lollies lasted a week and pretending to smoke "fags" (the lollies) was really cool & Maison would get you pissed! or so we were told. A dollars' worth of chips from the corner take-away fed two people (AND the sauce was free!!).
Being upset when you botched putting on the temporary tattoo from the Bubblegum packet, but still wearing it proudly.
Watching Saturday morning cartoons: 'The Smurfs', 'AstroBoy', 'He-Man','Captain Caveman', 'Archie', 'Jem' (truly outrageous!!), 'The Wizard of Oz', 'Banana Man' and 'Heeeey heeeeey heeeeeeey it's faaaaaaat Albert'. Or staying up late and sneaking a look at the "AO" on the second telly. When 'Monkey Magic' with fish face & pigsy had a cult following. Miraculous Mellops. & who could ever forget DegrassiJnr High?
When around the corner seemed a long way, and going into town seemed like going somewhere. Where running away meant you did laps of the block because you weren't allowed to cross the road??
A million mozzie bites, wasp and bee stings.
Sticky fingers, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, riding bikes and catching tadpoles.
Marco polo in the neighbours' pool ("fish outta water?!""NOOOO"), drawing all over the road and driveway with chalk. Climbing trees and building cubbies out of every sheet your Mum had in the cupboard.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
When writing 'I love .?..' on your pencil case, really did mean it was true love. "heloves me? he loves me not?"
Running till you were out of breath.
Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.
Pitching the tent in the back/front yard.
Jumping on the bed.
Ghosts stories with the next door neighbours.
Pillowfights, spinning round, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapons.
Cricket cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Eating raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a Funny Face, Paddle Pop or red IcyPole.
Remember when there were only two types of sneakers - girls and boys.
Dunlop volleys with the green 'n' gold or blue and the only time you wore them at school was for "sports day."
Bloomers in primary school & Scungies under netball skirts.
You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents!
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends" & you would ask them by sending a note asking them to be your best friend.
You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve and pretended to sleep for the tooth fairy.
When nobody owned a purebred dog.
When 50c was decent pocket money.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 10c.
When nearly everyone's mum was there when the kids got home from school.
It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at the local Chinese restaurant with your family.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed her or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! Some of us are still afraid of them!!!
Remember when decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" or dib dib's-scissors, paper, rock.
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly".
Terrorism was when the older kids were at the end of your street with pea-shooters waiting to ambush you.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was boy/girl germs, and the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one.
Where bluelight disco's were the equivalent to a Rave, and asking a boy out meant writing a 'polite' note getting them to tick 'yes' or 'no'. When there was always that one 'HOT' guy/girl.
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
Your biggest danger at school was accidentally walking through the middle of a heated game of "brandies".
Nobody was prettier than your Mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant scoffing orange-flavoured chewable vitamins Cs, or swallowing half a Panadol.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Going to the beach and catching a wave was a dream come true. If you actually lived there boogie boarding in the white wash made you the next Kelly Slater.
Abilities were discovered because of a 'double-dare".
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.
Now, didn't that bring back some fond memories?? If you can remember most of these, you're an Aussie legend!!! Pass this on to another Aussie legend who may need a break from their "grown up" life... I DOUBLE-DARE YA!!!!!
GROWING UP IN AUSTRALIA
I'm talking about hide and seek in the park.
The corner milk bar, hopscotch, billy carts, cricket in front of the garbage bin and inviting everyone on your street to join in, Skipping, handball, handstands, elastics, bullrush, catch & kiss, footy on the best lawn in the street, slip'n'slide, the trampoline with water on it, hula hoops, stepping in puddles, mud pies and building dams in the gutter.
The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass.
'Big bubbles no troubles' with Hubba Bubba bubble gum. A choc-top. Mr Whippy cone on a warm summer night after you've chased him round the block. 20 cents worth of mixed lollies lasted a week and pretending to smoke "fags" (the lollies) was really cool & Maison would get you pissed! or so we were told. A dollars' worth of chips from the corner take-away fed two people (AND the sauce was free!!).
Being upset when you botched putting on the temporary tattoo from the Bubblegum packet, but still wearing it proudly.
Watching Saturday morning cartoons: 'The Smurfs', 'AstroBoy', 'He-Man','Captain Caveman', 'Archie', 'Jem' (truly outrageous!!), 'The Wizard of Oz', 'Banana Man' and 'Heeeey heeeeey heeeeeeey it's faaaaaaat Albert'. Or staying up late and sneaking a look at the "AO" on the second telly. When 'Monkey Magic' with fish face & pigsy had a cult following. Miraculous Mellops. & who could ever forget DegrassiJnr High?
When around the corner seemed a long way, and going into town seemed like going somewhere. Where running away meant you did laps of the block because you weren't allowed to cross the road??
A million mozzie bites, wasp and bee stings.
Sticky fingers, cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, riding bikes and catching tadpoles.
Marco polo in the neighbours' pool ("fish outta water?!""NOOOO"), drawing all over the road and driveway with chalk. Climbing trees and building cubbies out of every sheet your Mum had in the cupboard.
Walking to school, no matter what the weather.
When writing 'I love .?..' on your pencil case, really did mean it was true love. "heloves me? he loves me not?"
Running till you were out of breath.
Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.
Pitching the tent in the back/front yard.
Jumping on the bed.
Ghosts stories with the next door neighbours.
Pillowfights, spinning round, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapons.
Cricket cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
Eating raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a Funny Face, Paddle Pop or red IcyPole.
Remember when there were only two types of sneakers - girls and boys.
Dunlop volleys with the green 'n' gold or blue and the only time you wore them at school was for "sports day."
Bloomers in primary school & Scungies under netball skirts.
You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents!
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends" & you would ask them by sending a note asking them to be your best friend.
You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve and pretended to sleep for the tooth fairy.
When nobody owned a purebred dog.
When 50c was decent pocket money.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 10c.
When nearly everyone's mum was there when the kids got home from school.
It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at the local Chinese restaurant with your family.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed her or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! Some of us are still afraid of them!!!
Remember when decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" or dib dib's-scissors, paper, rock.
"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly".
Terrorism was when the older kids were at the end of your street with pea-shooters waiting to ambush you.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was boy/girl germs, and the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one.
Where bluelight disco's were the equivalent to a Rave, and asking a boy out meant writing a 'polite' note getting them to tick 'yes' or 'no'. When there was always that one 'HOT' guy/girl.
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
Your biggest danger at school was accidentally walking through the middle of a heated game of "brandies".
Nobody was prettier than your Mum.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
Taking drugs meant scoffing orange-flavoured chewable vitamins Cs, or swallowing half a Panadol.
Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
Going to the beach and catching a wave was a dream come true. If you actually lived there boogie boarding in the white wash made you the next Kelly Slater.
Abilities were discovered because of a 'double-dare".
Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.
Now, didn't that bring back some fond memories?? If you can remember most of these, you're an Aussie legend!!! Pass this on to another Aussie legend who may need a break from their "grown up" life... I DOUBLE-DARE YA!!!!!
Technorati Tags: Australia
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Why I bought Dell.
This is (not) why I bought Dell: Watch Me / View Me / Listen Up Hear
Other disturbing videos you might like are:
This one
Or This
and this is not the same girl
this one's kewl
you've probably seen this one
and perhaps even this one
some crazy rasta
If you have links to other crazy videos please add them to the comments
Other disturbing videos you might like are:
This one
Or This
and this is not the same girl
this one's kewl
you've probably seen this one
and perhaps even this one
some crazy rasta
If you have links to other crazy videos please add them to the comments
Technorati Tags: Dell, funny videos, videos
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
In case your wondering....
The line in the previous post about being so "cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasal" is a quote from The Black Adder.
More Black Adder quotes can be found here: Favourite Black Adder Quotes
Wonderful stuck British sitcom. Other favourites of mine include 'Allo 'Allo, Faulty Towers, Yes Minister/Yes Prime Minister, Open All Hours, Dad's Army, Benny Hill and oh whats that one thats situated inside a department store called "Grace Brothers"?!?! That one had a rather camp guy selling mens wear.... anyone remember it's name?
More Black Adder quotes can be found here: Favourite Black Adder Quotes
Wonderful stuck British sitcom. Other favourites of mine include 'Allo 'Allo, Faulty Towers, Yes Minister/Yes Prime Minister, Open All Hours, Dad's Army, Benny Hill and oh whats that one thats situated inside a department store called "Grace Brothers"?!?! That one had a rather camp guy selling mens wear.... anyone remember it's name?
Technorati Tags: Black Adder, British Comedy
Telemarketers
Gawd I hate telemarketers.
They're like used car salemen who are too lazy to sell shit cars to nieve little old ladies, instead they sit behind the safety of their jacked-in headsets at the other end of the telephone line. They'll lie and cheat and sell their own mother's to meet their quotas.
The latest incident, still hot on my (now) grated temper of 5 minutes ago involves a telemarketer who had a strong accent making it difficult to follow what he was saying. He's probably based in some cheap call centre in Bombay, India by his accent.
His pitch was devious, so cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasel. Instead of the usual pitch of you can change from your current telecom supplier to us, he started out with "from next week you'll enjoy reduced rates..."
Smelling the fox amongst the chickens I asked him if our service is currrently with him. He decidedly avoided the question and I took him I'm not the account holder. He tried to get me to say I have authority over the account to which I do not. So next he tries to talk to the account holder. I flatly refuse his attempts to circumvent me, so he tool just hangs up.
How bloody rude! I should have gotten his name, and the company and make a formal complaint. I think if he didnt just hang up I wouldn't be so annoyed about it.
Working at home has its draw backs. Actually being home to receive telemarketing calls is one of them. Getting calls to the wrong number because our number is similar to that of a doctor's surgery is another. The rude ones don't say anything and just hang up.
They're like used car salemen who are too lazy to sell shit cars to nieve little old ladies, instead they sit behind the safety of their jacked-in headsets at the other end of the telephone line. They'll lie and cheat and sell their own mother's to meet their quotas.
The latest incident, still hot on my (now) grated temper of 5 minutes ago involves a telemarketer who had a strong accent making it difficult to follow what he was saying. He's probably based in some cheap call centre in Bombay, India by his accent.
His pitch was devious, so cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a weasel. Instead of the usual pitch of you can change from your current telecom supplier to us, he started out with "from next week you'll enjoy reduced rates..."
Smelling the fox amongst the chickens I asked him if our service is currrently with him. He decidedly avoided the question and I took him I'm not the account holder. He tried to get me to say I have authority over the account to which I do not. So next he tries to talk to the account holder. I flatly refuse his attempts to circumvent me, so he tool just hangs up.
How bloody rude! I should have gotten his name, and the company and make a formal complaint. I think if he didnt just hang up I wouldn't be so annoyed about it.
Working at home has its draw backs. Actually being home to receive telemarketing calls is one of them. Getting calls to the wrong number because our number is similar to that of a doctor's surgery is another. The rude ones don't say anything and just hang up.
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Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Wrong number
I just love wrong numbers.. apparently i'm the catholic club around the corner.. and i run bingo nites for old ladies with blue rinse thro their hair.
I reckon the catholic club is after the pension cheques Its not an illegal activity.. They provide a service to the community.
If it wasnt for our bingo nites can u imagine all the old ladies running amock in the streets.. we cant have that now can we! they'd be skate boarding down the footpaths and stealing lunch money from the kids. Its just not on!
I reckon the catholic club is after the pension cheques Its not an illegal activity.. They provide a service to the community.
If it wasnt for our bingo nites can u imagine all the old ladies running amock in the streets.. we cant have that now can we! they'd be skate boarding down the footpaths and stealing lunch money from the kids. Its just not on!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Ruby... I shall smite thee!
What better way to reuse an old computer than to install linux on it and learn ruby. Well, jaikoo suggested installing Ubuntu Linux because it would be the easiest way to install Ruby on Rails. What he failed to mention is that my stool samples have better documentation than Ubuntu.
My first troubles started before I even started installing Ubuntu. The old pc has 2 hard drives in it. After doing some maintenance of moving all the stuff (read crap) I wanted to keep to the second drive I prompting disconnected it to make sure I don't have any accidents. BANG. The system would no longer boot from the drive with the OS installed. I had to reconnect the 2nd drive to get it to boot. Weird shit.
Ubuntu. BANG. There are 2 CD images available for it. A standard one and a live one. Now for some weird reason I could find nowhere on their web site the difference between the two. Fortunately it installs easy.
Ruby. BANG. There are only binaries for Windows and Macs. It would seem the source code will have to smell okay. BANG. Ubuntu does NOT install with a compiler but easily fixed. Ruby Gems. BANG. Missing zlib errors. Google is your friend. zlib fixed.
Continue following the rest of an installation tutorial. How hard can it be to cut and paste? BANG. Still at the end of it I did not have a working demo web application. I had errors. Log files are helpful. Read them. It turns out that the permissions on a directory needed changing and its all happy now. Why that couldn't have been mentioned in the tutorial I don't know. And why did it work for the countless millions before me I don't know either.
Apparently the tutorial should only take 20minutes. My time - ~5 hours. Still with it working I can now learn Ruby in the off moments when I'm not doing Java.
In the UK Ruby programmers are scarce. And that scarcity makes them a highly prized commodity. There just isn't enough of them to go around. I don't think Australia is there yet for Ruby jobs but hopefully it will be in by the time I'm good at it!!! Jaikoo.. when you coming down under again?
My first troubles started before I even started installing Ubuntu. The old pc has 2 hard drives in it. After doing some maintenance of moving all the stuff (read crap) I wanted to keep to the second drive I prompting disconnected it to make sure I don't have any accidents. BANG. The system would no longer boot from the drive with the OS installed. I had to reconnect the 2nd drive to get it to boot. Weird shit.
Ubuntu. BANG. There are 2 CD images available for it. A standard one and a live one. Now for some weird reason I could find nowhere on their web site the difference between the two. Fortunately it installs easy.
Ruby. BANG. There are only binaries for Windows and Macs. It would seem the source code will have to smell okay. BANG. Ubuntu does NOT install with a compiler but easily fixed. Ruby Gems. BANG. Missing zlib errors. Google is your friend. zlib fixed.
Continue following the rest of an installation tutorial. How hard can it be to cut and paste? BANG. Still at the end of it I did not have a working demo web application. I had errors. Log files are helpful. Read them. It turns out that the permissions on a directory needed changing and its all happy now. Why that couldn't have been mentioned in the tutorial I don't know. And why did it work for the countless millions before me I don't know either.
Ruby. I smite thee!
Apparently the tutorial should only take 20minutes. My time - ~5 hours. Still with it working I can now learn Ruby in the off moments when I'm not doing Java.
In the UK Ruby programmers are scarce. And that scarcity makes them a highly prized commodity. There just isn't enough of them to go around. I don't think Australia is there yet for Ruby jobs but hopefully it will be in by the time I'm good at it!!! Jaikoo.. when you coming down under again?
Saturday, April 08, 2006
World's oldest profession
It's said that the world's oldest profession is prostitution... but an article from the BBC might suggest otherwise. Teeth found by researchers in graveyard from 9000 years ago show clear signs that they have been drilled - probably by flint drills. Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't flint the same stone they use for making sparks in lighters?
Can you imagine Neoanderthal-Denzil stumbling out of the pub to the Dentist: Doc I've got a toothache can you drill it out *hic*. And then KABOOM as the sparks ignite the alcohol on my breath. hahaha.
I'm just glad I don't have a headache because other research in the UK have uncovered skulls that have been cut open for relief. The practice was believed to release evil spirits. Thank God for aspirin!! What is really interesting is that the skill that it was done with wasn't bettered until 1000 years later by Classical Greek and Roman times!
And as fate would have it, other archaeological digs in North Yorkshire, UK have found the remains of a Roman transvestite. It is said that the find demonstrates how cosmopolition the North of England was at the time. I say they should look at some parts of modern London!!
Other controversies during the week suggest that Judas did not betray Jesus but was acting on his orders. I doubt that the Catholics will welcome that theory with open arms.
Can you imagine Neoanderthal-Denzil stumbling out of the pub to the Dentist: Doc I've got a toothache can you drill it out *hic*. And then KABOOM as the sparks ignite the alcohol on my breath. hahaha.
I'm just glad I don't have a headache because other research in the UK have uncovered skulls that have been cut open for relief. The practice was believed to release evil spirits. Thank God for aspirin!! What is really interesting is that the skill that it was done with wasn't bettered until 1000 years later by Classical Greek and Roman times!
And as fate would have it, other archaeological digs in North Yorkshire, UK have found the remains of a Roman transvestite. It is said that the find demonstrates how cosmopolition the North of England was at the time. I say they should look at some parts of modern London!!
Other controversies during the week suggest that Judas did not betray Jesus but was acting on his orders. I doubt that the Catholics will welcome that theory with open arms.
Technorati Tags: archaeology
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Its cute. Its pink. Its BarbieOS!
Oh Gawd... Something in me just cringes when I read this. [ 1st April ]
Mattel is releasing a beta copies for BarbieOS, based upon Linux. Think all the benefits of an open source OS (as opposed to Microsoft Windows) but cuti-fied... it "features pink text on a flowered background so as to not intimidate or threaten females, and all windows are circular instead of the usual square, since most females unconsciously associate a circular shape with inclusiveness and the womb"
Mattel is releasing a beta copies for BarbieOS, based upon Linux. Think all the benefits of an open source OS (as opposed to Microsoft Windows) but cuti-fied... it "features pink text on a flowered background so as to not intimidate or threaten females, and all windows are circular instead of the usual square, since most females unconsciously associate a circular shape with inclusiveness and the womb"
Arggh!! Why do I keep getting caught by April Fool jokes?? I wasn't expecting hoaxes on the 2nd of April... that's timezones for ya!!!
Other April Fool hoaxes can be found here
Other April Fool hoaxes can be found here
Technorati Tags: April Fool, Barbie, Linux
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