Monday, September 04, 2006

Born on February 22nd, 1962

How do you mourn a man who has given so much of himself to the Australian public and done so much for Australian tourism.


In a freak accident the Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin died today from a fatal stingray barb that punctured the left side of his chest at around 11am.


Read the headlines here (news.com.au)   and here (smh.com.au).  Some pictures of here (news.com.au) and more here (smh).


The post of the day I met the man can be found here.



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Thursday, August 03, 2006

Today at school

Today I learn how to harvest tomato. seeds. It's really easy... all you need to do is scrap out the gooey pulp containing the seeds from a fresh tomato and place them in a jar of water. After a few days muck and any dead seeds will start to float to the surface. Good seeds will settle on the bottom.

Tomatoes grown from harvested seeds like this apparently aren't as good as the parent plant though. Still its a fun way to obtain seeds and grow your own :D

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Sunday, July 16, 2006

Friday Night Pics

Lily + Andrew = LandrewEva, Tina and Lulu
Eric, CC, Eva, and TinaVi, Lulu and CC
Steph, and DenzilLulu + Denzil = Lenzil, or Denzil + Lulu = Dulu

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Remind me again...

A mate gave me this link about a Dell laptop containing a hidden key logger.  The scary part is that it is apparently Department of Home Security approved!


Remind me again why I bought a Dell desktop


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No Comment.


No comment. I'm sure Lulu will make enough of them when she sees this one!!


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Saturday, July 08, 2006

Yes I am...

Yes I think I am better off for having read the verbal jousting on this website: how does Superman...


The funny things you find when I follow your own Technorati tags about haircuts...
and if your really interested more about hair.. check this site out


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Friday, July 07, 2006

Should I do it?

Occasionally some of the junk emails I get on hotmail are interesting.  This one is about an attorney changed careers and became a travel photographer.


hmm.. friends of mine will know that I like photography.  I do not think at this stage I have all the required skills to turn pro, but what the hell wouldn't it be fun?


Here's the article: Switching Gears.


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Gone in 0.1 seconds...

Hairdressers...
Barbers...
Manicurist of the most northern lawns...


They weld humming razors, sharp knives and all manner of toxic chemicals around your heads.  If it was the medical profession they'd be fully licensed and have to update their skills yearly.  And yet we give these folk unbridled rein to the tops of our heads.


Perhaps I was scared in childhood.  A flaw in the Chinese way of cutting our kids hair.  Oh yes, I must be traumatised as a child.  I have memories of my father (or even mum) breaking out the scissors, and that awful comb thing with the razor blade in it (yes the very one that Lulu now tells me is damaging to your hair... it gives you split ends). 


But I digress...


My head of unkept lawn had moved on from the beginning stages of a mullet... that fashionable statement made by Mel Gibson in Lethal Weapon.  Worse yet the hedges over my ears and my sideburns truly had gone feral.  Perhaps I was waiting for the wildlife to settle in.


So there I thought, perhaps its time... and I found myself at my usual haircut place.  I never have any problems there when the owner cuts my hair.  That should have been the only warning I needed when the lady started hacking at my hedges and sideburns with the hairdressers equivalent of a whippersnipper - the electric shears.


It truly happened in slow motion. Or so it seemed.  A flick of the wrist here, a flick there, and one big one THERE.... and my sideburns, well nothing was left except for the 5 o'clock shadow where they once stood as proudly as Elvis's.  Gone in 0.1 seconds.


Anger... numbness. frustration.


She must have realised what she just did because she quickly went to the other side to even things out.  So I stopped her there to inspect the damage.


I actually let her finish me off.  Why, I don't know.  Except for the sideburns it actually was a pretty decent haircut.  Atleast when I told them I wasn't happy about the sideburns I got it for free.


Ironically Lulu likes it.


Oh.. for my international readers who might not know what a whippersnipper is, its one of those power tools used to trim hedges, etc.  It has blade or nylon cord that spins to cut the grass and is either petrol or electric powered.


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Friday, June 30, 2006

Hello? City Morgue, Can I help you?

Being recently inspired by this article at the SMH about spamming the spammers, and after reading another about Delhi call centers I felt inspired to get my own back at telemarketers from India.


The telephone conversation went something like this:


phone: ring ring ring... [I was already annoyed because most calls i get during the day are wrong numbers and telemarketers]
Denzil: Hello... hello...??
[pause] <-- this is the tell tale signature of a call center... (read the above article)
Denzil: Hello.  City Morgue. Can I help you?
phone: [pause] hello?
Denzil: yeah.. hello.. City Morgue, what can I do for ya?  You got a dead body?
phone: Is that Mr XXXXXX...?
Denzil:  Nah mate.. its Jimbo... at the City Morgue.  We got dead bodies here.  You got a dead one?  Thats our job.
phone: Can I speak to Mr XXXXX??
Denzil: Its the Morgue mate.  Who am I talking to? Whats your name?
phone: I think I have the wrong number...
Denzil: Where are you calling from? You got a dead body? You got a cold one do ya?


The poor guy was totally and utterly confused.  Totally threw him a curve ball that he couldn't recover from. 


I remember reading another one about some guy pretending to be the police.  So when the telemarketer calls they enter a "crime scene" and the call center becomes part of the investigation.  hahaha.


I swear I probably should start recording these...


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