<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:43:19.045+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Your Opinion Is Valuable To Me, Please Continue (Unless you are a lefty moonbat)</title><subtitle type='html'>Stuff That annoys, gets noticed by and interests me. I will also (you'll no doubt notice, rabbit on about squash occasionally. I swear here  as I don't swear IRL so if ya dont like it fuck off.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8662031794862726174</id><published>2009-02-02T14:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:45:23.376+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wow its been a while</title><content type='html'>Im on holidays&lt;br /&gt;12 days.&lt;br /&gt;learning to surf on tuesday and wednesday of this and next week. Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8662031794862726174?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8662031794862726174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8662031794862726174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8662031794862726174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8662031794862726174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-its-been-while.html' title='wow its been a while'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7942263307407715290</id><published>2008-11-29T12:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:06:55.243+11:00</updated><title type='text'>raining again</title><content type='html'>global warming pffft a lie sold to government by universities as a method of securing more funding. &lt;br /&gt;Where is chicken little when we need her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life sucks. Ya gotta suck it up n move on .&lt;br /&gt;I think i have to move from where i am&lt;br /&gt;I need to live closer to work.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of the house Becky died in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7942263307407715290?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7942263307407715290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7942263307407715290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7942263307407715290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7942263307407715290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/raining-again.html' title='raining again'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-5498937980988982086</id><published>2008-11-20T17:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:24:59.877+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wow THAT long?</title><content type='html'>Me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus has 10500kms on the clock now and is still screaming. I get over 40mpg easily.&lt;br /&gt;We had a storm last night. HELL it was a storm. &lt;br /&gt;Hqavent been stood up lately. Havent tried to date anyone. Fuck em. I dont NEED someone. It would just be nice to have a snuggle sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Ditched Plenty Of Fish, Match.com, RSVP, companions. Screw em all. Bunch of whiney pedantic idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-5498937980988982086?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5498937980988982086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=5498937980988982086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5498937980988982086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5498937980988982086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-that-long.html' title='wow THAT long?'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7512921874264798731</id><published>2008-09-27T17:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:20:43.978+10:00</updated><title type='text'>been sick</title><content type='html'>New car has 4500kms on it already!&lt;br /&gt;Going like a train too. Damned nice to drive. Goes like the powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the flu. Persistent, annoying, mild version. You get JUST sick enough you think you can go to work. But youre really not well enough to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stood up TWICE by the same chick. &lt;br /&gt;Derrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got stood up it looks like tonight by another just cuz she had a big night last night. fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gets well old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be a hermit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7512921874264798731?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7512921874264798731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7512921874264798731&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7512921874264798731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7512921874264798731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/been-sick.html' title='been sick'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-3518040182281207027</id><published>2008-09-02T11:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:58:50.502+10:00</updated><title type='text'>here tis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/SLydHXUFqSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0dKI0uvff54/s1600-h/my+focus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/SLydHXUFqSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0dKI0uvff54/s320/my+focus1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241236816195332386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ive got my new car. Its fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;Went down to tend to Beckys grave on Saturday with my friend Heath. &lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back from 11ookms it was revving freer and had a nice twin cammy growl it didnt have when we started the trip. The economy was fantastic. The power is smooth and constant. It handles fantastic and rides almost as well as my Peugeot.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-3518040182281207027?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3518040182281207027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=3518040182281207027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3518040182281207027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3518040182281207027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-tis.html' title='here tis'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/SLydHXUFqSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0dKI0uvff54/s72-c/my+focus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-5408890741077601316</id><published>2008-08-19T11:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:18:27.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>good and bad</title><content type='html'>Bought a new Ford Focus CL last monday. Hope to get it by the end of them month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what Im gonna do with my Peugeot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an accident during training in the new gas bus today. Silly woman opened her door straight into the front corner of the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-5408890741077601316?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5408890741077601316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=5408890741077601316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5408890741077601316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5408890741077601316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-and-bad.html' title='good and bad'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-9046651997409889372</id><published>2008-08-11T01:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:28:47.828+10:00</updated><title type='text'>damn damn damn</title><content type='html'>Having trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Every night as I come home from work (we are talking 1, 2 am here) I'm getting an overwhelming attack of the miseries. Start crying like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Becky so bad. &lt;br /&gt;I think I need some help :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-9046651997409889372?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9046651997409889372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=9046651997409889372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9046651997409889372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9046651997409889372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-damn-damn.html' title='damn damn damn'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-6644897575651326722</id><published>2008-07-13T09:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T09:13:19.709+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hey swingers</title><content type='html'>had lunch friday with a rather pleasant young woman. She is a lawyer. Settle down we are just gonna be friends. However I thoroughly enjoyed my lunch and the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike you get rather poetic at times eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockape you KNOW im an expert perv. N Sydney is perv city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not frankly looking forward to next week&lt;br /&gt;Ok its pay week so thats great&lt;br /&gt;but tis also World Youth Week&lt;br /&gt;Every god botherer in the world is gonna be here looking serene. None of the chicks will have there boobs out. theres gonna be NO chatting up going on n loads of bless yous etc. Couldnt MELBOURNE host this? why cant we have world hotties who think busoperators are sexy week??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-6644897575651326722?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6644897575651326722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=6644897575651326722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6644897575651326722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6644897575651326722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-swingers.html' title='hey swingers'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-620701752772736549</id><published>2008-07-09T13:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:17:14.858+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So I went to the movies while at work...</title><content type='html'>Went to see Hancock at the movies in Sydney today. Hopped a 440 from Leichhardt at 920am, got there at 950, had something to eat n watched the movie at 1030, hit a 440 back n was at the depot again by 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this job. Did barely 2 trips this morning. At 2pm I have Work As directed until 1422. Then i do a 440 in to the city n a 440 out. N then go home. I love this job. Cute chicks, sitting on my arse, seeing movies n surfin the net. Wonderful wonderful life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW Work As Directed means sitting on my arse for 2 hours unless a bus breaks down then I might drive a replace3ment out. wow hard stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is everyone out there not reading my blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-620701752772736549?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/620701752772736549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=620701752772736549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/620701752772736549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/620701752772736549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-went-to-movies-while-at-work.html' title='So I went to the movies while at work...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-5309927495364010798</id><published>2008-07-06T15:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:19:15.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>well i went n did it this time Ollie</title><content type='html'>I signed up for an Optus mobile on a $49 capped plan yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I also signed up for their $35 for 2 gig broadband deal n it smokes. It uses the 3G fone network. Im getting 7mbs upwards regularly. Beats shit outa 256k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im well happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cricket ball to the lower rib this arvo so im feeling a bit crook. Hurts a fair bit too. I'll get over it. I think its mostly a little shock from the impact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-5309927495364010798?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5309927495364010798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=5309927495364010798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5309927495364010798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5309927495364010798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-went-n-did-it-this-time-ollie.html' title='well i went n did it this time Ollie'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-2106203573210516284</id><published>2008-07-04T13:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:18:30.218+10:00</updated><title type='text'>havent been here in a while eh</title><content type='html'>ok ok ive been slack i know&lt;br /&gt;Ive been working so bite me. Im working split shifts - 4 hours on 4 off n 4 on again. Sit around doing jack chit in the middle of the day which is boring as watching grass grow. &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the driving however.&lt;br /&gt;I scraped an illegally parked car the other day. dipshit. Me and him. Did no damage to either vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of pretty girls walking round sydney town eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the gym tomorrow. They MAY remember who i am LOL. Having said that Ive lost 9 kilos since i started work at the depot so im doing something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of buying my sisters Peugeot 306 2 door. they dont need it n I want something newer to drive every day. Time to retire the old 505 til i have enough money to rebuild it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister hada baby girl last friday so she is a week old today!&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Peyton Olivia n luckily she takes after her uncle mongoose. IE shes a total cutey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive decided to get another mobile fone on some form of capped plan. I can only call mebbe 4 ppl at the moment n my $50 credit is GORN just gorn.&lt;br /&gt;Hate that&lt;br /&gt;was ok while Bec n her mum n my mum n dad all had optus prepaid fones. Dont call Bec anymore... dont call her mum much either for obvious reasons. Been calling ppl off network lately n find i get about 12 minutes actual talk time after ive been texting a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-2106203573210516284?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2106203573210516284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=2106203573210516284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2106203573210516284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2106203573210516284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/havent-been-here-in-while-eh.html' title='havent been here in a while eh'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-2060453795885367625</id><published>2008-06-04T03:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T04:04:37.319+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the wheels on the bus... etc</title><content type='html'>damn it Rocky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i drove one yesterday. BIG bastards arent they! And the one i drove was the smaller of the two!&lt;br /&gt;I triumphed however. As in... didtn hit anything and didnt reduce my instructor to tears of terror. Win.&lt;br /&gt;Worlds hardest job this... Do a trip (take passengers from here to there), have coffee (tea, hot chocolate..coffee = shorthand) at circular Quay looking at the water... do a couple of trips... have coffee somewhere where you can watch all the pretty girls who DIDNT get on your bus yet walk past. Go talk to some guy about some thingg... go to the depot for lunch. Thn I went driving after pissing about at the depot for over an hour after lunch what with one thing n another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other trainee who started with me cant believe his luck - he has been on hte Coogee Beach run THRICE now... mmm uni students.... mmm beach bunnies... just mmmmmm.. ive HAD to talk to 2 count em TWO cute french chix so far.... ello, can you elp moi... yes dear.. just kneel down n smile ... eep did i type that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-2060453795885367625?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2060453795885367625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=2060453795885367625&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2060453795885367625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2060453795885367625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/wheels-on-bus-etc.html' title='the wheels on the bus... etc'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8244372948661913529</id><published>2008-05-23T16:32:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:47:02.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>OK THEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start at State Transit on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Hip hoobloodyray&lt;br /&gt;See that chain? The really really LONNNNG one? Thats State Transit recruitment thats dragging it.&lt;br /&gt;First I have the job&lt;br /&gt;then i dont&lt;br /&gt;then i DONT have to get my authority b4 training, then i do then i dont fer fuck sake. Its 4:35pm on friday n the file had to be approved by 5pm or I couldnt start Tuesday... talk about brinkmanship. Wankers&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Wednesday I had to tell the nice lady at the Food  Wholesaling company that i wasnt working for them as of Friday (today) They said no point coming in tomorrow then so Ive had thursday n today off. Ida looked a RIGHT twat if I hadnt got the bus job after that (I was TOLD I had it when i quit but it turns out i didnt , not quite) The ppl at the food place acted like Id planned it to get yelled at for 2 weeks for crappy pay and no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right&lt;br /&gt;I started driving a delivery van for a food wholesalers monday 2 weeks ago. Pissweak pay, shitty starting times up at 3am each morning at work by 430 eep... Hated loading the damn things too. Liked the driving about here n there. Found out i think i will actually enjoy the bus driving as its basically the same cept there will be cute chicks getting on n off every now n then AND I shall know where I am actually going once i learn the routes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually looking forward to it I shall be earning more money than Ive EVER been paid and thats just the basic wage situation. There are ppl at the depot I shall be at earning over 90K pa... I will FAINT if i ever get one of THOSE pay packets.. $1500ish IN THE HAND after tax per week... wont know what to do , wont be anywhere near that for the first lil while though. Hell if i work saturday n sunday its more money than a WEEK with OT at the food place, thats not counting the rest of the week LOL&lt;br /&gt;Ima buy a real nice car when Ive saved up some money. Maybe an overseas trip or 3&lt;br /&gt;maybe a real expensive escort...&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;kidding&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8244372948661913529?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8244372948661913529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8244372948661913529&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8244372948661913529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8244372948661913529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally_23.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1764891899094922275</id><published>2008-05-23T16:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:34:04.379+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1764891899094922275?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1764891899094922275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1764891899094922275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1764891899094922275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1764891899094922275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4765279194051194928</id><published>2008-05-08T21:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:01:05.047+10:00</updated><title type='text'>good day today</title><content type='html'>My batphone rang so much today it died.&lt;br /&gt;I had the bus company call to give me a time to be at the depot they want me to work from tomorrow. Apparently I am going to meet the depot manager! No real idea what it is about except that Ivwe apparently gotten through the medical. So thats progressing. Wasnt happy with the pissing about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from Woolworths recruitment. Id applied for a night stackers job with them. Well hell today was the last day I got my pension so in 2 weeks i would be broke. As it is ive paid the rent for a fortnight.So i have an appointment for that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I applied for a job as a delivery driver at a place about 30 minutes from here. They rang within an hour of me emailing my resume! I had the interview yesterday arvo. They rang this arvo n said when can you start! So I have a job starting monday.&lt;br /&gt;Money isnt as good as the buses, but i think the petrol bill will be far lower, so, swings n roundabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it the worst can happen is im there for a month until the bus job comes through. Even if i HATE it i can do it for a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no news from the Rail cop job. Though i finally got through to someone at their recruiting. I didnt pass the role playing section, but only JUST missed out. So apparently I can apply to resit the role play and they will tell me where i missed out. So thats all good IF it actually ever comes through. The girl I spoke to thought i was perfect for the position based on what was on her PC when she was looking me up. Which was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym has been fun. I have fixed my backhand after reviewing my Geof Hunt on Squash tape. I have even improved my forehand striking. I did a boxercise class on tuesday that was well fun eh. Tiring though HEH. Im not losing loads of weight but I feel much better and Im starting to slim down some. Ive noticed b4 that when i do weights i tend to bulk up fairly fast in my shoulders n arms even on light weights. So I tend to add muscle which is heavy. So im not that worried about only dropping 4 kilos at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood pressure is coming down slowly from its peak 160/110 when Becky died. Weird feeling that. You can hear your pulse ALL the time n feel rather heavy in the head. Its a weird feeling. BOM BOM BOM all flushed n hot all the time. Feel pretty good now. Looking forward to getting off the medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;thats all from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4765279194051194928?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4765279194051194928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4765279194051194928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4765279194051194928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4765279194051194928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-day-today.html' title='good day today'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7249264758352108907</id><published>2008-04-25T17:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:39:18.764+10:00</updated><title type='text'>me agin</title><content type='html'>Welcome to kiwi dan&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER reader!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well&lt;br /&gt;Havent heard a DAMNEDthing about the TRansit Officers position yet. Pissed off. Ive left msgs for them to ring me but pfft 2 whole working days and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive had a medical for the bus driving position AND the practical test in the bus which I passed. So its slow but it is progressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty crap lately inside.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling great physically as Ive been going to the gym very regularly. Losong weight n getting fit. My squash shots are nearly back to where they were in Bathurst too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7249264758352108907?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7249264758352108907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7249264758352108907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7249264758352108907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7249264758352108907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-agin_25.html' title='me agin'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-6382371597369725846</id><published>2008-04-07T06:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:06:17.859+10:00</updated><title type='text'>me agin</title><content type='html'>its what... monday May 7th? yeah&lt;br /&gt;I had a job interview in sydney on saturday with State Rail. Position of transit officer. Went pretty good , got through the first 2 stages. 3rd stage was role play which i THINK i went well at. Next IF I got through is a one on one interview and a medical. the pay is excellent and it sounds like a very satisfying position. &lt;br /&gt;I have heard NOTHING from State TRansit about the bus driving position. One wonders if they were fucking with us. I went into that interview looking forward to working there n came out not sure I wanted the job. Contrast: went in to the rail interview uncertain i wanted it n came out hoping I get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the local university gym last week. It has 2 squash courts which are free to use for members. also all the fitness classes etc. Basically I am now in the same position I was in at Bathurst except I dont have to shuttle between one n the other. N Bec still was alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its fair to say Im sleeping better now than i was. &lt;br /&gt;Coping ok. Still pretending a LOT though. &lt;br /&gt;2 months seems like 2 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved the house around a bit (I mean inside etc derr)&lt;br /&gt;Turned Becs room into a change/ironing room. Moved the bed into what was the junk room n is now my bedroom. Left the spare room (my old room) pretty much as it was cept turned the bed around to face the door n turned the mattress. Bit of this n a bit of that. There was a small table out in the sun room Bec had her sewing machine on. It is now in the lounge doing duty for my laptop. AND the tablecloth on it is covering up the mass of ugly wires n cables next to the TV cabinet. Moved a few paintings and suchlike about too. Made it MY place. It was very much Becs place b4. Which is fair enough but it was doing my head in big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mate HEath from Bathurst had a week vacation time n came down to stay last week. &lt;br /&gt;We had a good time playing golf n squash. He had a hole in one the lucky bast. NEVER even seen one b4. We went to a couple of pubs here n there. Listened to some bands. Bloke stuff. You wouldnt understand. Went n looked at cars. havent done that in ages. just wandered about looking in caryards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised not long ago Ive never actually lived alone b4. I either lived at college (mass people), with my exwife, at my parents or with Bec. This is a bit of a change. I'm confused. Lonely. but free to do what i want. I can go to the toilet with the DOOR OPEN (unless ppl are visiting) I dont have to FOLD my laundry unless mum is coming by. I can sneak the dogs in once in a while fer a treat. Doesnt kill the loneliness though. I miss her so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had a few more (even ONE would be nice) female friends to talk to. Not 'show me ya tits' talk. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored you all enough&lt;br /&gt;one last thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played squash 3 times last week. Been to the gym thrice fer a hit this week meself. Went to the nets yesterday arvo. Hitting a cricket ball with an authority I have NOT been able to muster all SUMMER. Seems I NEED to be hitting a squash ball fer my hand eye coordination. JUST practicing cricket doesnt do it. My feet work better, I swing the bat with more power AND control. Was hitting scoring shots off balls that would easily have gotten me out 3 weeks ago. AND with my heavier County bat which Ive struggled with all season Even after lightening it by grinding some of the back out. And i painted a red stripe on the back - anyone ever steals it they are in fer trouble its VERY distinctive lol. Feels like a much lighter bat now.  Figures though. Too late to save our season eh. *I* find form 2 weeks after the season finishes! If ida taken this course 2 weeks b4 the semis we may have won - Paul n I would certainly have been able to bat out the day the way Ive been hitting it. As it was I was dejected n demoralised. I think I have a mental issue - I find it EASY to see a squash ball doing 150mph but hard to see a cricket ball doing mebbe 80. Then when Im back playing squash the cricket ball suddenly looks real big n REAL slow.&lt;br /&gt;I also put a lil kick in to my delivery stride when bowling. Suddenly I have much better accuracy AND the ball is actually SPINNING! I cant believe doing a lil kick out with my front leg as I deliver the ball could make such a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I should go do breakfast n meds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-6382371597369725846?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6382371597369725846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=6382371597369725846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6382371597369725846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6382371597369725846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-agin.html' title='me agin'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4002853137519357181</id><published>2008-03-20T18:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:31:47.359+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What day is it?</title><content type='html'>Its thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the interview with state transit on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;weird way of interviewing people. No idea how i went. wont know for another week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty low today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was almost happy we got knocked out of the semi finals at cricket. LBW for 3 :/&lt;br /&gt;pathetic. we got rolled for 75 chasing 186. REAL competitive. Well good luck to Glossodia eh. Getting knocked out means i dont have to fake being upbeat n cheerful next week in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought mocha n zena home yesterday. Both went looking for Bec :/ They seem to be getting along better. Poor zena she loves grumpy lil mocha but mocha is terrified of her. Which shows by her growling n snapping at zena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4002853137519357181?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4002853137519357181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4002853137519357181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4002853137519357181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4002853137519357181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-day-is-it_20.html' title='What day is it?'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8416795135560989683</id><published>2008-03-20T18:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:12:02.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What day is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8416795135560989683?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8416795135560989683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8416795135560989683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8416795135560989683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8416795135560989683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-day-is-it.html' title='What day is it?'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-5621643605875058035</id><published>2008-03-05T21:49:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:05:50.554+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Its me</title><content type='html'>Having a go at staying at home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how I will go really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive applied for a position as a bus driver (trainee) with the State Transit Authority.&lt;br /&gt;fingers crossed there then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckys' lil dog (I guess my lil dog now) is still a little puzzled where mummy is. Every now n then she wanders over to the door at mums' n gazes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In compleatly who cares news Im 10 not out over night in our match against Riverstone. Opened the batting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went n got contact lenses from an old friend who is derr an optometrist. Cost less than half what I was quoted where I got my glasses. Theyre 14 use throwawys. Cant believe how much more comfortable they are than when I had contacts b4 (I mean 15 years ago). I love not having to wear glasses. I love being able to wear sunglasses. I love that my face is healing where the glasses were rubbing on my face. I can see my nose again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my car the other day. It looks all shiney n  is nice n clean inside etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go down to Beckys' grave on the 15th as it is her birthday :(  I am gonna go have a swim there opposite the cemetery &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is ok out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-5621643605875058035?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5621643605875058035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=5621643605875058035&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5621643605875058035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/5621643605875058035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-me.html' title='Its me'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1610066627817819168</id><published>2008-02-14T21:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:33:35.845+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sucks then you etc etc</title><content type='html'>So the couple of people who read this garbage know that Becky died on February 6th.&lt;br /&gt;We had her funeral on 12 Feb. Thus ended the worst 2 weeks of my life to date. Becky didnt deserve this. She didnt deserve to be so sick as she was. She didnt do anything to cause her illnesses. She didnt take drugs. She didnt drink. She gave up smoking a couple of years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky fought to stay somewhat functional the entire time I knew her. She hated it when her trouble defeated her. Sometimes it got too much for her however. She then took a little break in the shape of a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having trouble worrying about anything else. Reading back through the blog and find really who gives a shit about any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might not be back for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1610066627817819168?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1610066627817819168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1610066627817819168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1610066627817819168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1610066627817819168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-sucks-then-you-etc-etc.html' title='Life Sucks then you etc etc'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-3366216965740142121</id><published>2008-01-30T12:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:46:18.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2 cricket matches in one weekend</title><content type='html'>Played Schofields on Saturday without our best bowler AND batsman (same hyper talented 16yo) and without our regular wicketkeeper. Won a pretty close one day game.&lt;br /&gt;Was good. I took a wicket, ended up 1/6 off 2 overs. Happy. Didnt bat real well (again) I seem to be having a real problem with hitting the ball this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a social match with 5th grade on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;It was a social game when they wanted it to be a social game n turned serious whenever it looked like WE were getting in front. Hard to take being critisised by a 16yo batsman for my bowling ESPECIALLY when I had him dropped on Nought 2nd ball then missed being out stumped 4th ball (AFTER getting their captain out 1st ball. Big sus when the guy who dropped the catch is a mate of his too. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;In OUR team we rein our punk teenagers in , keep em on a short leash.&lt;br /&gt;Bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mums' golden Labrador is staying with us for a week much to the delight of MY golden labrador. They get on like a house on fire. All one hears is the two of them raging up n down the side of the house and around the back yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have that alloy wheel for my Peugeot racer set up with the spear of the quick release from the steel wheel off the bike. Now all i gotta do is put the tyre n tube over. Which I willll get to stop hassling me ok! I havent been for much of a ride anywhere lately, Im a social rider n frankly its been too fucking hot for my liking - in this sort of heat when I start running or riding my asthma kicks in hard. THough i guess its not really asthma as the ventolin doesnt help its what my cardiologist in Bathurst reckons is a valve in my airway not being able to opneeither enough or fast enough to flow the air i need. Basically a phyical limitation. Like having too small a carby on a car. Last time i had issues with it I was training at the gym in Bathurst n getting pains in my chest n shortness of breath. Did the whole exercise stress test thing n theres nothing wrong with my ticker or my lung capacity - I just cannot physically FLOW enough air to fill the demand. So I ride when it isnt too hot or too cold. screw it I enjoy it why make it painful? Squadh n cricket is fer pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note I have lost 5of the annoying kilos I put on since moving down here last year. I have lost about 14cm round the chest too. When i get to 115kg I shall have reacquired equilibrium.  Then i can start on getting under 110. And so on. The lowest Ive been since I got over my lower back injury/broken ankle/buggered knee has been 103kg which would be nice to get to again.&lt;br /&gt;I DID do that with some chemical inducement however its true. Good old duromine (legal speed eh)and playing squash every day fer atleast 2 hours plus jogging round the block every night ,late, when noone could see fatboy run run fatboy run.&lt;br /&gt;So fingers crossed. My goal is under 100kg. Then I shall be seeing some light at the end of a tunnel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone else is writitng their blogs lately so why should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-3366216965740142121?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3366216965740142121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=3366216965740142121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3366216965740142121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3366216965740142121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/2-cricket-matches-in-one-weekend.html' title='2 cricket matches in one weekend'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-832510604843074628</id><published>2008-01-22T07:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T07:57:04.721+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world Im Mr Ed</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like a talking horse. Everyone is amused but noone really listens or gives a fuck what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got accused of being a 'parent spectator' n turning someones blog into a shouting match (see *I* can misquote shit ppl say as well as anyone, except i generally choose not to). Heres the tip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you DONT want it commented on DONT put it on your blog! You poor folk who read mine can comment freely on anything said here whether you agree or disagree. If I dont like it but it makes sense Ima suck it up. N DONT fucking misquote me or adulterate what I say THEN have the NERVE to have a go at me for what YOU say I said which ISNT what i ACTUALLY said! Got it Leilani? The fact YOU commented is what turned it into a tennis match.Here it is... I couldnt give a shit about the 2nd n 3rd ppl involved in that sordid little triangle. I was only concerned for the welbeing of the person who's blog it is on the principle 'help your friends fuck your enemies' enemies losely stretched to include anyone *I* dont know. I could care less about the mental health of the 2 blokes involved. Dont know them dont care a shit. Worry about the gal whos blog it is however. So suck on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket was called off this past weekend. PFFT&lt;br /&gt;rain? that wasnt rain. That was some water falling from the sky in a generally downward direction. What was worse no hotties of ANY age group wandering about in    2/10 of fuck all cuz of the afforementioned water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a grudge match with Bligh Park 5th grade on Monday (public holiday for Australia Day) hope we ahem heheh flog them like a rented mule (thanks Iron Mike that expression totally rocks).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-832510604843074628?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/832510604843074628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=832510604843074628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/832510604843074628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/832510604843074628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-world-im-mr-ed.html' title='hello world Im Mr Ed'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8844342830774537313</id><published>2008-01-13T14:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:05:46.602+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sucked in Rivo</title><content type='html'>Talk about a revenge slaying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivo gold beat the snot out of our sadly depleted team last time we played them (8 versus 11).&lt;br /&gt;As our american cousins say 'payback is a motherfucker'&lt;br /&gt;i would say that indeed payback IS a motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;We flogged them yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Made them field for 3 hours in 35 degree heat while most of our side rested in the shade, also took advantage of the freshly mown grass (to the editors of the Sydney Morning Herald.. grass is freshly MOWN not mowed... the grass is mown, I MOWED the grass... do they even go to SCHOOL anymore b4 being given jobs at newspapers? SRW english does not appear to apply).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence we got full value for strokes played as the grass was short. Made them run about in the heat. When THEY batted the grass was longer n the ball stopped faster which meant shots we got 4 for they got 1 or 2 if they were lucky.&lt;br /&gt;AND  theyd been out in the heat of the day whereas we fielded in the heart of a nice southerly cool change which hit as we were taking the field. This didnt help their batsmen as much as it might have as they were already suffering dehydration n a touch of heat stroke. So fuck em. I looked their captain fair in the eye n said 'not as easy to beat us when we have ELEVEN on the field is it??' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arseholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week we play the other Riverstone side which we beat outright in round 1. Id like to beat them outright again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8844342830774537313?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8844342830774537313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8844342830774537313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8844342830774537313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8844342830774537313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/sucked-in-rivo.html' title='sucked in Rivo'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1114228078344727489</id><published>2008-01-08T16:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:30:15.341+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Cricket</title><content type='html'>Theres a whole world of curfuffle going on right now about 'racial' sledging.&lt;br /&gt;I reckon if you get paid to do something you LOVE you should take it on the chin.&lt;br /&gt;They wanna pay me all that money to play cricket they can call me what the hell they like when they like. I couldnt GIVE A FUCK. Every time someone sledges me when I play cricket I mentally tick the 'I'm beating these pricks' box. Cuz sledging generally occurs when they cant think of another way to defeat you.&lt;br /&gt;If someone gave me a drive in the WRC the other drivers could badmouth me all they liked. Couldnt care less. When I play squash I dont care a jot if the other player is carrying on - it ALWAYS means youre winning. The ONLY time I care what theyre saying is if they think Ive broken the rules (IE cheated intentionally). The only time I kick up a fuss is if rules are being broken (double bounces being my most fave peeve playing squash fucking COUNT the bounces unpire its that simple!) Otherwise I care not if the other guy is whinging about something. Means I am winning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre all grown men. GET OVER IT. How would these babies go if they were in the Army n sent to Iraq? How would they carry on getting SHOT at? Call it not fair? Stiff shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Australia has a rep for sledging which I for one am not that proud of. However EVERY other test side on the planet does it. It is STILL sledging, India, Pakistan and Sri Lanka when you say it in your own language. south Africa, just cuz you abuse someone in afrikaans doesnt mysteriously render it not 'sledging' fuckign whingers. Admit it&lt;br /&gt;the REAL reason youre all peeved is cuz you CANT WIN. Whinge about our umpires being biased (Subcontinent take a look at your OWN backyard at least our umpires dont get DEATH threats), so we now have international umpires. Result? STILL whinge about umpiring. NEver when it hurts the Australian side. Always when youre on the end of a rough call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY umpiring a game yourself. Try it at Bligh Park 7th grade if you want. Come on see how fucking well YOU do at it. It isnt easy. I reckon I am a pretty good umpire (know the important rules AND a few obscure ones) n have a good look b4 deciding. I reckon my team is the ONLY one in 7th that gives LBW decisions regularly. some others give them when to NOT would involve charges of cheating. But otherwise they are few n far between. It simply is NOT as easy as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponting MUST go. He is a spoilt spoonfed prat. I blame Steve Waughs' influence. &lt;br /&gt;Ponting is unimaginative as a captain. He carries on like a child when something goes against him. He sets a bad example for the other players in the side. I fear Michael Clark will follow his example. Make Mike Hussey captain now. The bloke is respectful and knowledgeable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucking the life out of a wonderful game they are.&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall have to take up squash again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1114228078344727489?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1114228078344727489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1114228078344727489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1114228078344727489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1114228078344727489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/real-cricket.html' title='Real Cricket'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-3106803670864229983</id><published>2008-01-07T11:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:44:18.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>we wanna we wanna wii cricket game</title><content type='html'>so why cant we get a wii cricket game?&lt;br /&gt;seems like a bloody NATURAL&lt;br /&gt;one site suggested it wouldnt be popular enough...&lt;br /&gt;apparently EVERY Wii owned in australia, New Zealand, South Afrca, India, Pakistan and the UK isnt enough platforms?&lt;br /&gt;I frnakly cant believe they DIDNT launch it with a cricket game&lt;br /&gt;the baseball game is POX ridden.&lt;br /&gt;The boxing game is fun plus though.&lt;br /&gt;tennis was ok&lt;br /&gt;they should do a Wii game fer squash too. Itd be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant find the charger for my Motorola razr&lt;br /&gt;spewing. It isnt at the gurls parents they checked&lt;br /&gt;it isnt in any of our bags&lt;br /&gt;we went through ALL of them&lt;br /&gt;it isnt in the car it has been emptied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-3106803670864229983?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3106803670864229983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=3106803670864229983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3106803670864229983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3106803670864229983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-wanna-we-wanna-wii-cricket-game.html' title='we wanna we wanna wii cricket game'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4552443130136392243</id><published>2008-01-02T19:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:58:18.847+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody melbourne mkII</title><content type='html'>How hot does ti get here??!!?? Hottest day von record here on New years day by 0.1 degree celsius (all degrees hereon are celsius - we went metric 30 years ago- catch up america). No doubt the 'global warming drones will be beating us over the head wit h that... refusing to accept that the previous record was set in 1900!! Suffer in ya jocks ya basts. Credible proof folks CREDIBLE. Not NOT NOT vested interest groups flogging their own agendas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ya cats name mike! LOL eh rockape its Scipio Africattus. One after our own eh... I had a big healthy fern at uni called Leonidas. had 2 dogs perseos n Kerberos. I stick with charlie n bill etc now. The cat is Rory (after Rory Calhoun cuz when he was a kitten he did that standing up thing... ok ok its a Simpsons ref... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home to NSW tomorrow. Thank&lt;br /&gt;god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the worst drivers in Australia down here. Ive driven in Queensland. Ive driven in The Australian Capital Territory. Ive driven in South Australia. Ive driven in the Northern Territory. Ive driven in fuggin CALIFORNIA. Ive driven in Fiji. NOWHERE was it worse than Victoria. Hell the mad bastards in Singapore n Malaya are better disciplined than here. I know I didnt drive while there i caught taxis... but I have eyes n DO observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate driving here. I hate being a passenger here. Everyone is just so bloody hostile n angry when they drive down here. They check their brains at the damn door when they pick up the keys to their cars. They should be ashamed of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note the hot weather saw a marked upswing in the amount of female flesh on display. niiice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4552443130136392243?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4552443130136392243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4552443130136392243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4552443130136392243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4552443130136392243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/bloody-melbourne-mkii.html' title='bloody melbourne mkII'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-3366333728827106165</id><published>2007-12-24T11:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:14:48.874+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Does it ever NOT rain in Melbourne when I come down here??@@???&lt;br /&gt;It rained all the trip down. I had to stop at Tarrcutta to add water to the radiator top bottle. 3 hours later it was cool enough to add coolant. Pissing down rain... middle of the night... not   happy   jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is tomorrow. Yay. that means ONE more sleep til the Boxing Day Test Match Australia versus India. I think I look forward to India touring more than England as I get to see VVS Laxmann, rahul Dravid and the little Master himself Sachin Tendulkar batting. Not to mention anil Kumble bowling. Pity they dont have much in the way of fast bowlers. This is the team that flogged Australia in umm 02ish after being forced to follow on. They batted n batted n batted then rolled us in our 3nd innings. Wonderful stuff. they are a wonderful side on paper. It is truly unfortunate that they do not tour very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there feeling very generous?&lt;br /&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com.au/Vintage-PEUGEOT-racing-bicycle-1977-mint-condition_W0QQitemZ270198190252QQihZ017QQcategoryZ420QQrdZ1QQssPageNameZWD2VQQcmdZViewItem?_trksid=p1638.m122&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to buy n ship to mongoose!!! It would look lovely in my collection along side my $40 peugeot racer. This is a much nicer bike than my current mount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently on a Toshiba Portege with a free wireless connexion woohoo free!!&lt;br /&gt;The gurls' dad owns the puter. Ive no idea who owns the internet connexion. Its abit faster than dialup eh... 24MBS up to 50MBS smoking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about joining a gym instead of getting broadband. I think the benefits will outweigh broadband. IE getting fit again as I was b4 we left Bathurst. I am getting tired of collapsing after running 17 singles at cricket. Pathetic. Didnt struggle like that last year. Too fat too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-3366333728827106165?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3366333728827106165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=3366333728827106165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3366333728827106165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3366333728827106165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/12/bloody-melbourne.html' title='Bloody Melbourne'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7593304726322880532</id><published>2007-12-17T15:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T15:50:43.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ave all Friends Cunts n Romanymen</title><content type='html'>To the enquriing mind who asked (AKA I ron Mike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main area of interest in the ancient historical world is Bronze age Greece.&lt;br /&gt;I am also tres interestant in Rome under the principate and the later Roman empire.&lt;br /&gt;Mildly interested in anything spartan, especially if Dr Bettany Hughes is showing it on TV. If I'd had her as a lecturer Id still be at uni. *drool* Unfortunately due to an old head injury I have trouble holding specific factoids in my head for more than a week or so :/ so unless I saw it/heard of it/read about it prior to 1989 unless Ive seen/heard/read it a dozen times over n over it just wont stay n my brain. makes it hard to have an intelligent conversation when I KNOW i know what youre talking about n why your are so wrong your arse is speaking but xometimes the ole brain wont fire up right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also fairly firmly on the Milford Walpoff side of the prehistory fence, finding the genetic evidence frankly too ambiguous for the claims made for it at this time. Nice bloke too Prof Walpoff. Drop him a line, he will answer if your question is posed at all logically and is understandable (IF youre interested). Ive had a nice correspondence with him over the years (very occawionally). Unreal that you can email one of the top 4 palaeo anthropologists in the world n get not just an answer , but an answer from HIM not some minion! Couldnt imagine emailing Donald Johanson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Dr Hughes latest (i think) on Helen of Troy yesterday. I notice my old ancient history prof , Professor Trevor Bryce, was a consultant on it. Niiiice as Borat would say. Wonder if rockapus stupidus is reading this... oh i forgot rocky.. blonde hair big tits... no sexy brunettes for you eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Bligh Park 7th took another outstanding win on Saturday. I opened n chipped in with a hard earnt 17 before getting out attempting to hit a pull shot into the next post code. Played onto my stumps n staggered off into the shade. It were vera hot Saturday. Not unhappy as I had decided it was time to accelerate the scoring some n if i got out the young bloke in next is a BIG hitter, in fact made 48ish (ie it was more than 40 n less than 50 but i cant remember exactly what) off not very many which knocked the stuffing out of the other side. Then we dried their runs up when it was their turn. Gave em nothing. Ended up running through them n bowled them out pretty cheap. I took my first ever catch at first slip. Dropped my prolly 3rd ever at first slip not long after. It WAS a full cut shot through a vacant 3rd slip area so I had no business even GETTING my right hand onto it (Im left handed), so I ended up stopping what was a certain boundary. Hurt some too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall abandon the idea of broadband and instead join a gym down here as I desperately need to reclaim some fitness. The one at the local uni also has 2 squash courts for the use of members. As I have been getting tres antsy about needing to hit a ball about this may be a good option as the cost of 2 x 1 hour training session at the local squash centre will pay for a MONTHS membership at the uni gym. hence free squash practice. Niiice (see above lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered that Mercedes Benzes are a bit more complex than my Peugeot. What would have been a 10 minute job on my 505 turned into an unsuccessful 2 hour piss about on my mates' ML . Then we couldnt fix it - couldnt even get started on fixing it which bit arse. Oh well. I thiiink any electric motor from any late model MB will fit it so getting a part from a breaker shouldnt present any trouble. Getting it in without a chisel and a gas axe will be the interesting thing. Wont be me btw lol. Dad expressed his desire not to have anything to do with it either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7593304726322880532?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7593304726322880532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7593304726322880532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7593304726322880532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7593304726322880532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/12/ave-all-friends-cunts-n-romanymen.html' title='ave all Friends Cunts n Romanymen'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-2866240104355665494</id><published>2007-12-09T17:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:59:01.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Clap the new show featuring Kevin 'Ima smug git' Rudd</title><content type='html'>This blog has NOTHING to do with the topic I just loved the 'reality clap' I came up with as an expression SO much I felt it should be in a topic hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket yesterday&lt;br /&gt;what a triumph!&lt;br /&gt;we won even though we fielded like disinterested cows. the bowlers probably won it as they restricted the enemy to bugger all runs in the 2nd half of their batting inning. As ever MikroBocks Capoffnic contributed a fighting nought not out down the batting order.happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ive finally got my batting sorted as i was happy with how i struck the ball for 25. Got out chasing quick runs at the  death with a runner as Id hurt my ankle. &lt;br /&gt;Ive bowed to the inevitable n moved my hands back together on the handle n immediately felt I as hitting the ball cleaner (yeah yeah you were right tape worm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swapped the increasingly faithless Peugeot for the younger n happily more running Ford Futura wagon today. Had to empty it of all the swapmeet shite wot had been in it from the Bendigo swap. Took about an hour to empty (no i was NOT working my guts out n it was STILL hot n sweaty ) then I went down to the carwash n washed n vacced it. The car nearly fainted from shock. Its not as nice to drive comfortwise but shit 4 litres n 6 cylinders goes better than 2 litres n 4 cylinders lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Ive had some codeine n Im feeling a nicely toasted feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-2866240104355665494?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2866240104355665494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=2866240104355665494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2866240104355665494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2866240104355665494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/12/reality-clap-new-show-featuring-kevin.html' title='Reality Clap the new show featuring Kevin &apos;Ima smug git&apos; Rudd'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-6409835477250404994</id><published>2007-12-02T21:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:16:10.733+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny thing happened on the way to the ...</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to sit out at cricket this week&lt;br /&gt;Didnt did I?&lt;br /&gt;12th man strikes again. I umpired for 27 overs and then fielded for our inning in the field.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;it was raining when we started and until about 4 hours into the game heh. We were the only game played in the Hawkesbury district on Saturday as the light was fine and the rain wasnt exactly THAT heavy after all. The only thing not having a good time was the ball. Poor thing... soaked it were. When it gets wet it gets greasy and feels like a cake of soap when you try to catch it. Holding it is hard so that bowling is a lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Iron Mike an actual NEW reader *faint*.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to hear you survuved Iraq n got home mate n good luck to your young fella in his basketball season. That takes to 3 the number of ppl who visit this lil corner of the innernet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking into broadband ADSL lately. Cant really afford it but its shitting me how bad this dialup has become. Either that or Ive gotten less patient with the performance lately. Bit of both mebbe. My service provider WONT give me any sort of consideration for being a loyal 8 year subscriber (I asked n NO there is noone else who has subscribed for that long there), so I shall likely take my business elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that it seems to me that Telstra, as the national carrier, SHOULD be both the cheapest AND have the best selection of plans available. Now Im no commy pinky shitwit, but if you are going to have a government owned national carrier (ok ok even IF it is patially privatley owned) then that organisation should NOT be putting profit before service. Far as Im concerned its the private telcos' problem to be competitive with Telstra NOT the other way round. Telstra should offer the best service in terms of performance AND variety n flexiblity of plans AND the absolute cheapest rate going for that service. When its mostly governemtn run it simply ISNT about making a profit gentlemen... its about looking after Joe citizen (which at its very heart is EXACTLY what governments' role is - not existence for its own blinkered sake). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telstra should be like the public health service - subsidised to hell. N so what if that internet service isnt QUITE as stable or blindingly fast as the privateys? IF you want THAT pay the extra for the higher standard. Not go hunting for cheaper than telstra cuz EVERYONE is cheaper than telstra with their actual plans anyone would wanna use. Cheaper and fuller featured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have a new federal government led by K Rudd. The next 4 years will be interesting. Then things will hopefully get back to normal. All thos eidiots out there who voted on the 'oh he is cuter' or the 'Im a young first time voter and as we all know we have our heads mostly jammed up our arses n believe ANYTHING the socialists tell us cuz they wouldnt lie would they?' will get a dose of what I call the Reality Clap. Theyll perhaps find out what a 'strike' is . Yes Johnny its something unions do to extort the rest of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah&lt;br /&gt;Im tired&lt;br /&gt;Homer sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-6409835477250404994?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6409835477250404994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=6409835477250404994&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6409835477250404994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6409835477250404994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/12/funny-thing-happened-on-way-to.html' title='A funny thing happened on the way to the ...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7287362347474345874</id><published>2007-11-29T09:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:44:35.041+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More from the guy noone ever reads</title><content type='html'>I have a new(ish) desktop. P4 2gig, 20mb hdd (ive not yet filled my old 10gig so its plenty). Its got a nice small footprint n blows my old 700 celeron away speed wise as youd expect. Best of all it was free! The gurls' brother had no further use for it n was gonna throw it out. All I had to do was install my DVD drive into the gaping hole in the front n voila. New puter. I have to fiddle with the general settings etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got hosed at cricket on saturday... did a good job bowling n fielding to restrict the enemy to 97. We fielded absolutely fantastically. Vastly improved. We batted like well... hmmm how to put it... 'poorly' just doesnt seem strong enough. Craptacular it were. Top score was 9 n no I didnt get it. I scored a nice round number me. 5th ball duck. Yay. we got flogged the week b4 too but i cant be blamed for that as I was in melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nearly all my Xmas shopping done tooo. Gotta get dad something n the gurl something extra n my sister. Then its done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7287362347474345874?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7287362347474345874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7287362347474345874&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7287362347474345874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7287362347474345874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-from-guy-noone-ever-reads.html' title='More from the guy noone ever reads'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-864586928222112443</id><published>2007-11-14T20:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:03:19.628+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So Its Raining Like a Bastard</title><content type='html'>Luckily ive been in Melbourne since last Thursday (it is now the 13th you work it out). At home it has been raining like, well, see above eh. I was mucho disappointed to be missing 2 weeks of cricket but instead have missed nothing ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive scored 3 cool things here in melbourne. This is beginning to be a habit microbox. &lt;br /&gt;I bought a Raleigh 10 speed racer for the princely ransom of $10. It is in super condition. It even has the original Raleigh branded tyres installed STILL holding air. It is now officially my melbourne rider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the proud owner of a Motorola Razr shoephone. Camera, mp3 player, big numbers for my stubby fingers to hit AND it is easy to send txt msgs which was handy as i won 60 free sms's when I recharged my phone. Sweet. The poor girl who now has my fathers' old shoephone number as she received a couple of my txts by mistake lol. She ended up ringing me to ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a 700c front wheel for my Peugeot. It is a Shimano Altus in aluminium. The bearings are sweet and the rim is i think perfect. I MAY shout it an actual new tyre and tube. Not bent or buckled. $5 at the Geelong recycling centre. Pity its rear friend was not present :/ as it is the rear wheel I really need. The current rear has 2 spokes broken and is not as straight as it once was when it was a newer younger steel microbox wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my dog is not annoying my mum tooooo much hehhe. She is visiting while I am in Victoria. We go to Bendigo on friday then home monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-864586928222112443?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/864586928222112443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=864586928222112443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/864586928222112443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/864586928222112443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-its-raining-like-bastard.html' title='So Its Raining Like a Bastard'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8665297919355783388</id><published>2007-10-31T08:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:19:24.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid daylight saving</title><content type='html'>Im already twice as tired as I was a week ago thank you daylight saving. Go to bed later n get up earlier. wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bowled two lousy balls at cricket on Saturday. Took one wicket. HEHE Didnt get another chance as they ran out of batsmen!&lt;br /&gt;I also opened the batting at 5:30pm (bloody other team batted for FOUR hours to make 188 all out)I am currently 15 not out so I get to continue this Saturday. It feels rather nice to being playing on our home ground finally. It is nice and level which is a wonderful change from the other grounds we normally play on. Too many bindis however. I had them all up n down my poor widdle arms n all over my hands after fielding. Im still picking the lil fuckers out of my hands. Fer those who are iggerant bindis are little plants wot grow in the grass in Australia. They have sharp lil prongs which dig in like a bastard. They hurt out of ALL proportion to their size. Put it this way - when you have bindis you DONT go barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to making some runs on Saturday. I need to get a score under my belt as I have not been performing to expectation so far this season. Ive nearly fixed (about 85% right) a technical fault which had crept into my stroke. So I intend to bat through the day on Saturday (of course the other team might have something to do with that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since having the arthritis stuff diagnosed Ive found it difficult to walk the dog, and in fact have even struggled to get (this will sound odd) enough time t oride my bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gurl is going to Victoria for a month from next week. This means i will have time to ride at least (dodging damned snakes as I go yeah its that time of year again when the cold blooded little freaks come out to hunt mountain bikers). I dont get much time to do this stuff as I have to stay with the gurl almost round the clock in case she has another fit. Cricket is about the only 'me' time I get n she comes with just in case ( our scorer is a trained nurse so there is always someone there if something happens). Hoping the fits are a thing of the past now as she has started on a new anti convulsive drug. Not new in the sense of just on the market but new i nthe sense that she hasnt had it b4. It is the first one that has had an immediate effect on her. The others, you wouldnt know she had taken them. So fingers crossed they actually stop the seizures (i choose to use 'seizure' and 'fit' interchangeably even though I am aware they are not technically the same, just fer variety *disclaimer ends*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some more pain meds yesterday. Ahhhhhhhhh prescription pain meds... bye bye knee pain..... bye bye lower back pain... bye bye damned bindi sting... and NO you cant have them!!! Theyre MINE ALL MINE. Bloke  could get hooked ifn he didnt have will power (Max Powers' younger fitter brother ... thats a Simpsons joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some genuine Peugeot bicycle frame stickers from USA the other day n they arrived on Friday. So now IF I decide to strip my racer back to bare arse metal I can turn it into a proper Peugeot racer, not this adulterated late 80s early 90s shimano equipped, fancy ponce named thing it is currently. I can fake up a P10x or some such. I can ge tthe pucka Simplex deraileurs etc and there seems plenty of MAFAC brake gear about so if i want to I can. Seems a shame though as I have the brakes working pretty much exactly as they should now (cable rerout and some WD40 plus swapping the calipers from the other bike)though a new rear cable wouldnt be a bad idea. I next need to either A have 2 spokes on the back wheel replaced or B replace the rear wheel entirely . B is preferable (replace front too natch). I think that will cure the deraileur hitting the spokes in the lowest gear so i cant use the lowest cog (frustrating that eh). anyhoo I better go cook breakfast i spose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8665297919355783388?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8665297919355783388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8665297919355783388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8665297919355783388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8665297919355783388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupid-daylight-saving.html' title='stupid daylight saving'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-317490061606617130</id><published>2007-10-22T06:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T07:30:55.649+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Elections, Cricket, bloody world cup</title><content type='html'>It's Election time in Godzown. So what do we get? Punk teenagers all mumbling that theyre gonna vote for the other guy 'cuz he is cooler/sexier' you have GOT to be kidding. Raise the voting age to 25 I say. Thats when people start to develop a brain that actually works. More proof of Mongooses' First Law: Idiots breed in exponential proportion to the increase in protection from them killing themselves. Or, every time we subvert Natural selections ability to weed out the FUCKWITS we find the little fuckers breeding like rabbits. Hence the idiots are taking over. &lt;br /&gt;These are the same little shitwits who didnt A exist or B were still sucking on mummy's tit last time the other lot were in - up to 20% home loan rates, 15% unemployment, business rates over 30%. If they think I am EVER gonna vote for the people who fucked nearly everyone *I* know then they can think again. Arseholes. So called labor leaders who are married to multimillionaires. Pricks who have never held a proper job in their ENTIRE lives.  Browbeating union members for their fees is not good practice for government.Remember the 96 billion dollar debt they left the last time they got in. where is it now? Oh yeah... GONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following from Mongooses' First Law... Just remove the right to vote from everyone who drives a Commodore with any sort of aerials, fat tyres, or people driving them with their hats on backwards. *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed out on an outright win on Saturday. I thought it a pretty sporting declaration - 106 in front on first innings. If they were good enough they could have actually tried to set us a total instead of scoring at 1-2 runs an over. I'm pretty sure Ida tried to win the damn game from t there. Hell we were scoring at 4-5 an over on average hitting SINGLES. anyway we won first innings n I made 19 not out. Doubled my average I did, me. Finally got my average back up to last years point. My stupid knee is making it hard however. Cannot run real well. Lost loads of speed. I seem to have lost a lot of power in my shots too. Did not hit a solitary boundary. Normally thats where the bulk of my score comes from on average. I think I hit one in our first match. None in the 2nd, none this time. Frustrating cuz I seem to be able to hit the ball hard in the nets. I even used WonderBat (thats a Simpsons thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bloody yarpies won the World Rugby Cup. They are gonna be IMPOSSIBLE now. They seem to think they are the best cricket team in the world n now they can claim to be the best rugby side. sheesh. Boring as snail shit game wasnt it. IRB HAS to change some rules. Basically eliminate penalty goals for most offences. Make them kick for touch or have some sort of take a tap forward AND BLOODY PLAY ON. NOT a single try was scored in the final of the premier rugby competition. Not one. Unreal. They wonder why rugby is in trouble. From what I saw this weekend Rugby League has NOTHING to worry about. League has tries, manoeuvre for position, BIG hits and fast big men going full on. Makes AFL look like a game for gay seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah Im going to go look at flashyourrack.com lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-317490061606617130?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/317490061606617130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=317490061606617130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/317490061606617130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/317490061606617130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/10/elections-cricket-bloody-world-cup.html' title='Elections, Cricket, bloody world cup'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4967598720655095491</id><published>2007-10-17T19:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T19:46:25.439+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wooop woo woo  wooop (Dr Zoidburg)</title><content type='html'>Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cusp of another outright victory at cricket this week.&lt;br /&gt;And not as stand in captain - captain from the gitgo this match.&lt;br /&gt;We bowled north Richmond out for 88 (captain taking 1/10 off 4 overs of beguiling finger spin lol what a bowling change!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in to bat with 90 minutes to stumps and are now 2/98 (ish). I intend batting for another 90 - 120 minutes on Saturday. I've told the team my intention is to declare at around 200 odd runs - a lead of 112. As I now have my other opening bowler  (he was wayyy late last Sat n couldnt hence bowl for some 34 overs) I expect to roll Northo for about 60ish. I wasnt too upset with him - he had to come from way out west of NSW -was good that he came to cricket at all. Our opening batting pair got us off to a good start too. Team mate from last year, Sascha, hasnt held a bat since march, is still in, unbeaten on 25odd. Good stuff. the young guns are in next, Young Ben, 71 not out against Schofields last week (2nd innings) off 12 overs, is in next, then praps me (Mr steady, I don't belt it to all corners but if it is there to be hit I HIT the damn thing , limited shotmaker though much to my dismay). The young bloke in with Sascha at the mo is a goer too. He hits it hard n straight so with the batting currently in and what is to come i expect to get the 200ish I want in short order. I don't particularly want to bat twice in this match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my Renault Alpine model from Espana today. yay fer me. I promptly celebrated by ordering some Peugeot bike frame stickers from USA. Should be good either A on my racer or B if i get another Peugeot to restore, on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zena the lab has discovered she loves it when I get the KHS out - as I take her with me. She loves running like a mad thing round the block, stays on the footpath n  blasts along trying to keep up with me. As i have that cursed arthritis thingo Ive found riding the mountain bike much gentler than trying to walk 30kilos of young eager labrador - to get the same exertion level as a lap round the block and a bit of a squirt down the bush track (mebbe a kilometre all up n easy on the bike) Id have to walk her about 6 or 7 kilometres which is ok distance-wise but troubling when you factor in the muscle bound exuberance of a certain young labrador. She can quite easily pull me off my feet. The last time I walked her (as distinct from 'going for a run' as we call it)she actually bashed into my bad knee, then wrapped the lead around it while I was hopping about in pain THEN trippewd me with it while acting all concerned cuz I was in pain. It was clouseau-esque to say the least. Felt like a right dip. I thought Billy was strong. He had nothing on Zena. Scares me a little. You can see the muscles in her flanks ripple when she runs or decides to pull on the lead. No fat lab this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took her up to the Colo River last week. She haw never been in water b4 it seems. Got the hang fast enough shall we say. Had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We tried to leave Micro box up there too. But he wouldnt wander off long enough. Micro Box is my friends' 12yo son. So called cuz we were at cricket practice one day last season n he was due in to bat. So he went looking for a box, a genital protection device we blokes wear to save the goolies, as a cricket ball is NOT your testicles' best friend. He ferretted about in his dads' kit for a bit then held up a normal average sized box (AKA hector protector) n asked the entire world 'don't these come in any smaller size???'I couldnt believe he even THOUGHT it let alone SAID it out loud. We near died from laughing. So now he is known by the entire cricket team as 'micro-box' Heh.There microbox ya happy? I mentioned you. Now you can have your purple straw. I'll tell THAT story another day (it involves a nice Macdonalds drive through girl thinking microbox was autistic n liked the purple straws the frozen cokes come with... cuz I told her that...well.. thats the story i suppose.) Cept now the young fellas in our team keep offering him a purple straw lol. God 12yos are good value to tease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found 5 bikes being given away on the side of the road the other week. It is beginning to look like the racers are mating with the mountain bikes in the garage lol. Theyre all repairable too. Ima keep one mountain bike to take down to the gurls parents place as a rider for down there. The rest... dunno really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there kassi&lt;br /&gt;read it n weep&lt;br /&gt;least when I comment its a bloody essay not 2 sentences n an exclamation mark (I know been reading lisas tomes too often)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4967598720655095491?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4967598720655095491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4967598720655095491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4967598720655095491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4967598720655095491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/10/wooop-woo-woo-wooop-dr-zoidburg.html' title='wooop woo woo  wooop (Dr Zoidburg)'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4118447057943832161</id><published>2007-09-27T16:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:13:52.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cricket  n other shit</title><content type='html'>So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I captained Bligh Park 7th grade to an outright win on Saturday. I was hoping not to have to bat twice but you know… these things happen. We ended up chasing 10 runs for victory. I didn’t personally bat again. It was a nice cool day and we played a decent bunch of blokes from Riverstone. It  was a pleasant change from the lot we played from Windsor Leagues last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have not conquered the evil rear wheel of doom on my Peugeot racing bike. Putting new tyres on should not be this bloody difficult. Maybe I am just a total spaz. Yes Kassi I can hear you laughing.  So ok they are slightly larger than the skinny supermodel bloody tyres on it when I got it. It just won’t line up properly with the rebate in the lower arm. Stupid thing.  It’s tough cuz I’m forced to ride my KHS at the moment. Annoyingly it is just not that at home on the road. Its bloody marvellous on dirt however. And the dog loves to chase along next to me while I ride it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (if by ‘we’ I mean ‘Dad’) fixed a couple of things on my car.  I now have a functional Odometer and trip meter. Now THAT has been driving me nucking futs for about 3 years now.  It appears that we have also conquered the evil ‘I’m not starting, not even turning over’ gremlin.  It happens every now and then. Car will start 3, 4, 5 times once after another. Then nothing. All the lights on the dashboard come on but the ignition does nothing.  We have changed the starter motor, the battery and the something or other (I cant remember what it was heh). Today we went to change the ignition barrel itself (the bit you put your key in). In passing Dad casually pushed the wiring harness connector more firmly together. We then test started the car it must have been 50-60 times in a row. It has fired up first hit EVERY time. Now I would have assumed at least ONE failure in that sequence. So I think it has been fixed. We also found a loose earth connector elsewhere in the car. I doubt that has anything to do with the starting trouble but you know, at least it is connected properly now.  So now all that needs doing is the tappet adjustment, the air-con  re-gas and the injectors. The mystery of the crappy too fast idle speed seems to have majically righted itself too. I think praps cuz of all the earth wires are now actually earthing. Now with a trip meter that is working properly I can figure out if the fuel economy is carp or about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been half toying with the idea of somehow trying to get a new (not literally new) car. Be blowed if I now how we were planning on paying for it. But it never hurts to think ahead. If I come into some money (yeah yeah dream on etc) Ima buy a Renault Megane RenaultSport 225. The 5 door version, Gordini blue, and I am going to have 2 big white stripes up over the bonnet and roof ala Renault 8 Gordini. If I ever come into a LOT of money&lt;br /&gt;I will also buy a Renault A110 Alpine 1600S. And have my Peugeot 505 rebuilt to new condition. Cuz I do like my Peugeot. Ive driven a lot of cars over the years but I haven’t driven one I like driving as much as my 505. I drove them from brand new. My one has at the minimum 500,000 kilometres and as many as 750,000 on the clock. It still steers, rides and handles as well as when it was new. Ok there is the odd rattle here n there it didn’t come with. But being 20 years old is a good excuse for the odd rattle. No rust. Still stops on a dime. Still goes exactly where it is pointed. Only recently we swapped out the seats from mums’ GTi 505 as mine had finally given up the unequal struggle to reign in my bulk comfortably. It also has the suspension from mums’ car under it (hey when you have a perfectly good ‘wreck’ why BUY stuff?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw the doctor today. I have osteo-arthritis in my right knee as well as fairly extensive cartilage damage. The doc thinks he is funny. He says ‘you getting old heheheheh’ (he is Chinese so insert accent – sounds a bit like Uncle Benny from Lethal Weapon 3). Now I have to figure out why my shoulder hurts like a bastard. I have found that tramadol is wonderful as a pain killer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Careys’ column in Wheels this month. Finally someone with a national voice said exactly what I have been saying for at least a year now. Most Commodore drivers are total dickheads. Micro penis, micro brained idiots. They are over aggressive, under skilled, over compensating, under endowed shit-wits. 8 out of 10 acts of rank stupidity I see on the roads are perpetrated by Commodore drivers.  Some truck drivers are not much better. I was almost forced into oncoming traffic yesterday by a 5 tonner trying to merge right into my passenger side front door. He seemed not to understand that HE did not have right of way. If Ida been by myself I think I would have just let him fugging HIT me. It is insured for about $5000. So deal with it idiot. Can he be in that big a hurry he has to try vehicular homicide to get ONE stinking car length ahead of me by charging up the gutter lane KNOWING it ended and when there was no car in the lane behind me? Vacant. Empty. But he needed to get in front of me. He was going so fast I didn’t even see him in my rear mirrors. I check every 5 secondsish whether there is anything to see or not.  So he came up fast. &lt;br /&gt;Arsehole. Probably Victorian. They’re without doubt the worst drivers in Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4118447057943832161?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4118447057943832161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4118447057943832161&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4118447057943832161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4118447057943832161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/09/cricket-n-other-shit.html' title='cricket  n other shit'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-6772230958360293150</id><published>2007-09-19T13:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:03:15.821+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid stupid stupid</title><content type='html'>Me that is. went down n had a bit of cricket practice this morning didnt I? Stupid knee. Stupid me. Stupid stupid stupid. &lt;br /&gt;I started taking glucosamine again. That seems to have a positive effect. Feels somewhat better. Still, the turn and pivot on my right knee as I bowl definitely is not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still havent fixed my Peugeot rear wheel yet. Decided I couldnt be arsed today. Helped my mate pick up some fertiliser instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took one of the girls' tramadols last night. Ahhhhh Now THATS a pain reliever!!&lt;br /&gt;Good lord give these out wherever you think there will be a riot or some such. theyll calm ppl the hell down in about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you love winning a competition THEN finding out it is elegible to UK n Rep Of Ireland residents only. We are talking about guaranteed 250 pounds up to 1,000,000 with various in between depending what number we get. But we cant claim it.&lt;br /&gt;Gunna see who we know in ENgland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-6772230958360293150?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6772230958360293150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=6772230958360293150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6772230958360293150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/6772230958360293150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/09/stupid-stupid-stupid.html' title='stupid stupid stupid'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-3022260709759238522</id><published>2007-09-18T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:00:10.547+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ebay n stuff</title><content type='html'>I broke my ebayginity last week. &lt;br /&gt;Im nothing if not cautious about some things. Now Ive bought 5 items. All car type stuff that Im interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket season started on saturday. Finally. I made a fighting 10 after coming at 2/15 which quickly became 3 for not much more. So me n one of the young blokes dug in for a bit. Wore the ball down some. Wore the bowlers down a bit. Took the sting out of it for the blokes who came after us. I like the young bloke I was batting with - level headed young fella, polite n respectful with out being obsequious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knocked them over for 95 then went in n we are 8/154 so we have the game well in hand for an outright win next saturday. I intend to bat for an hour on saturday (not me personally - the team) IF the guys who are in can hang about - Id like a lead of about 100 -120 runs. See if we can bowl them out without having to bat again. PS I am captain next week as I am the official Vice Captain n the captain is unable to play next week. HAHAHAHAHH POWER POWER POWER....muawahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor today. He thinks I may need keyhole surgery on my right knee.&lt;br /&gt;Im going for an xray tomorrow. Something about torn cartilage (spelling?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more serious events... I swapped the brakes from my Pacific brand racing bike onto my Peugeot. Both bikes have the same Shimano Exage (old late 80s gear)but the Pacifics' brakes looked near new in comparison to the Peugeot. So over they went. The Peugeot had serious front braking issues. Now it stops quite well. The back got frustrating. We discovered that the rear cable has frayed badly as it passes through the top tube (interesting idea but not i think sound) which has impacted badly on the brake performance. It was also badly badly seized. we have freed it up some so the cable is actually moving freely now but the brakes in the outer sheath make it catch. We also replaced the tyres and tubes. Struck a real issue there - the rear wheel wont go back on properly - so the tyre is not seated in the correct position. I walked away from it last night muttering in my beard.I KNOW that overall diameter will fit as i swapped a 27 1/4 inch wheel onto it before - hich is a taller tyre again!! I only changed the damned tyres cuz theyre skinny little racing tyres. As I am not a 45kilo racing monkey i dont think theyre really suitable for my riding. I went up in width which handles my extra bulk better than the skinny rubber. The bike is a really smooth ride as it was, it should be like a magic carpet with the bigger tyres - they require less pressure (the skinnies need upwards of 90 - 110PSI the bigger ones around 65 -70) which is a touch more comfortable on the old arsecheeks. Should increase stability as well. Also did a grease n oil of the chain n gears on my KHS dirtbike. I want it to last for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been taking the dog for a run in the mornings - I ride my KHS n she runs along furiously sniffing then bolting after me. She gets a good workout without being yanked with a lead constantly. She doesnt go wandering off much either which was a nice surprise. Sees me getting the bike out n starts whimpering to go running. She loves it heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin Mcrae...&lt;br /&gt;dead... damned helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;Die in a rally... sure I can see that. Well I hope Possum Bourne gave him a hearty welcome at that great Thousand Lakes Rally in the sky. Rallying got a little less exciting when you retired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello to my old friend Katey whom I hadnt seen online for ages. Good to see you again mate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-3022260709759238522?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3022260709759238522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=3022260709759238522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3022260709759238522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/3022260709759238522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/09/ebay-n-stuff.html' title='ebay n stuff'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-9017074799252794265</id><published>2007-08-18T08:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:32:02.871+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what's today? August 18 2007 ARGHHHHHHHHHH  ladradors, Cricket rallying sex</title><content type='html'>hah  hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;I orginally had that title in that order except i wrote sex, ladradors... then thought 'hmmmz thats not the sorta suggestive word placement I want' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ladrador Zena (WWEEEEE didn't name her she CAME to us prenamed) has learned a new trick!! She picked up 'lay down' last night when I ran her through her trick repetoire (is that how it is spelt?? feels wrong somehow). The gurl taught her 'sit up and beg' about a week ago adding that to 'shake hands' and 'high 5 zeny' heh she loves to give high 5s. So now she can llie down on command too. It is but a short step to 'roll over'. she seems rather clever  as she picks up this stuff seemingly at first attempt - leading the gurl to posit the theory that Zena may indeed have had some training b4 we got her. This theory is also backed up by the fact she heels very well when following me around the back yard. Goes nuts as soon as we get out the gate on the leash however, which bes a trifle annoying. Apparently the whole rest of the world is FAR too interesting.. And glaven shes strong. Near pulls me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket season is fast approaching (whats that sound? no it isnt a train its likely the first opening bowler of the season coming off his long run up, which event is worrying as I look like being opening batsman this year ... no, that wasnt my knees shaking you could see).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Atkinson finished 4th in the recent Rally of Finland GO YOU GOOD THING. Good to see an Aussie doing well in the WRC (he has been there with Team Subaru for 3 years now - first two were really learning years). Also GO Marcus (Gronholm, former Peugeot works  driver and all round legend) I predict another world championship this year. THatll mean Ford have finally won another Drivers' title to go withthe one Ari Vatanen won in 1980 (79? around then ... the Rothmans Escort year when prodrive ran the team instead of Ford). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex mmmmm *drool* lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-9017074799252794265?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9017074799252794265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=9017074799252794265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9017074799252794265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9017074799252794265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-today-august-18-2007.html' title='what&apos;s today? August 18 2007 ARGHHHHHHHHHH  ladradors, Cricket rallying sex'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-2062143654688491564</id><published>2007-07-31T14:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:27:12.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny thing happened on the way to the *insert place here*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/Rq7EfSeN_7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZvpzYxm9OBA/s1600-h/mynewbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093224270416183218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/Rq7EfSeN_7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZvpzYxm9OBA/s320/mynewbike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/Rq7DLCeN_6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nfncEsaSL3c/s1600-h/nice+peugeot+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093222823012204450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/Rq7DLCeN_6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nfncEsaSL3c/s320/nice+peugeot+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well boy howdy am I feeling better!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Peugeot bike now has functional brakes AND I repaired the rear derailleur. HEH that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;involved a pair of multi-grips and some left arm strength. It looks like the bike on the right here. Darker blue and different handlebars but very similar otherwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My KHS FXT Trail (see above) is in at the shop getting its' first service. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were going to charge me as I brought it in later than the 4-6 week window, however I pointed out, and they agreed, that I had clearly not used it much in the preceding period so they let me skate on it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to see the Simpsons Movie on Sunday. Saw it at the drive in (easier for the gurls' access with the walking stick etc, and if she has a fit we are not in a cinema with the attendant hassles). I was rather disappointed. Frankly after the build up I thought it would be a LOT funnier. The funniest bit was 'spiderpig' which we had seen on the adverts. It was laid out differently to an episode - the series they start in one place and end up somewhere totally different. The movie was always going from here to there. It was rather predictable.  Great graphics. It just wasnt funny. The Simpsons is supposed to funny. I won't be sad if i dont see it again. By comparison I really enjoyed The South Park movie. Actually wish to see it again. I can't believe I enjoyed the SP movie more than the Simpsons' movie. Homer is my life coach after all. I drove there chanting 'homer homer homer' heh&lt;/p&gt;Had a carboot sale on saturday. WORST Carboot sale EVER. There was MAYBE 3 people turned up to buy stuff. However FIGJAM. I sold a heap of stuff... to other stall holders. Going to the HOlden day swapmeet on the weekend too. I have a set of wheels to suit holdens that are so big Im not sure how to gettem there. Think theyll sell though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-2062143654688491564?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2062143654688491564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=2062143654688491564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2062143654688491564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2062143654688491564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/07/funny-thing-happened-on-way-to-insert.html' title='A funny thing happened on the way to the *insert place here*'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IlYpfr9nGFM/Rq7EfSeN_7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZvpzYxm9OBA/s72-c/mynewbike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1880986314093784700</id><published>2007-07-21T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:39:59.459+10:00</updated><title type='text'>back from melbourne</title><content type='html'>God&lt;br /&gt;What is it about Victoria?&lt;br /&gt;EVERY SINGLE SODDING TIME I go there I get sick. Sick to my guts. This time it was the Gurls' darlin 4yo niece (I love her dearly shes a total cuteypie) who decided to 'share' her dose of the flu with 'uncy craig' by blowing on my face. Thanks hun. 2 1/2  weeks of icky stuff coming out of me, painful sinus, throbbing headaches. Home now thank god. Feeling better already.  Next time the gurl wants to visit her fambly she can fly down n leave me here feeling healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, we now have remote central locking on the car courtesy of the gurls' brother who is a bit of a wiz with the electronics.&lt;br /&gt;I also have a hat with headlights heh. 5 lil LED lights cipping under the visor n hey presto no tripping over in the dark!&lt;br /&gt;AND I found a Peugeot Carbolite racing bike for a price even *I* was willing to pay. And yes it is well rideable. It needs some new spokes, new brake levers and perhaps a new rear derailleur, but as is it is well rideable. try researching it online however!!!!! Near every reference is to a 'carbolite 103' which is a ladys' 10 spd touring bike which this beasty definitely is NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone down there thought they were being very funny when they mentioned I now had a 'backup' to my Peugeot 505 sedan. Mainly cuz I had to Macgyver the gear shift actuator rod to get to the gurls' mums' home while we were out op shopping during week one. Simple matter to replace it once the new part arrived (yes even for me) but nonetheless embarrassing for my old girl. I generally get mucho advance warning if something is planning on failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wishing to give in totally to the flu I went for a ride on the ONE clearish day we had down there (btw it was BLOODY FREEZING the whole time). Bike shorts...check, bike jersey (nike brabd but not one dedicated to advertising some poncy team - though if i find an old Phil Anderson Team Peugeot jersey Ima have that methinks)...check, gloves...check. So I am out riding riding riding n what happens. It PISSES down. I was mebbe 10kms out from the house and down it came. It was a cold 'I hate you you scumbag New South Welshman' kind of rain. The sort of rain one only experiences in Melbourne. The sort of rain which renders ones legs unable to be felt. My shoes weighed more than my bike. I particularly hate that water that pools in the small of your back n seeps down your buttcrack. Horrid. My gloves took 2 days to dry. My poor Peugeot had lovely dry weather racing tyres on it. 10kms that felt like trying to ride on an ice skating rink. Dint feel any better after that did I?&lt;br /&gt;Weather here is lovely -if i feel better I will go for a ride tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1880986314093784700?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1880986314093784700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1880986314093784700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1880986314093784700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1880986314093784700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-from-melbourne.html' title='back from melbourne'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7920405557102423463</id><published>2007-06-12T15:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T15:21:40.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Havent We had Some Rain?</title><content type='html'>5 days of amazing rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for the city folk to proclaim the drought is over.&lt;br /&gt;Newcastle copped it hard with the floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I wanna get off my chest about home interest rates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isnt interest rates going up that is to blame for people losing their homes.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't afford a .5% interest rate rise YOU BORROWED TOO MUCH MONEY. Simple as that. If you are put under stress by that piddly amount rise you have a house you couldnt afford when you bought it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7920405557102423463?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7920405557102423463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7920405557102423463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7920405557102423463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7920405557102423463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/06/havent-we-had-some-rain.html' title='Havent We had Some Rain?'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-7186416220105310009</id><published>2007-06-03T16:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:01:15.162+10:00</updated><title type='text'>more sex, more drugs more rockn roll</title><content type='html'>Ive got my new hand 10 speed bike going now.  I finally found an adaptor for the stupid high pressure valve the back tyre tube was equipped with. I had those on my Peugeot and hated them even then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have the tyres inflated, Ive cleaned it reasonably well. It has been oiled and WD40’d until anything that was binding or tight is now spinning or moving freely.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like stink. It accelerates faster than any other bike Ive ever ridden. Im not really in my fittest bicycle riding shape. It has a funny oversteery wiggle on cornering.&lt;br /&gt;I think that is from the both the very narrow tyres and from big fat bloke sitting on it with his arse near the rear tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a smaller frame size than my old Repco 10 speed. Weighs about half, has taller gearing and steers like a razor. You can feel it twitch when your muscles twitch. I cannot believe how responsive it is to steer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting experience with the whole gyroscopic effect thingie today.&lt;br /&gt;I was oiling the axle and bearings on the rear wheel of my sisters’ old bike by the simple expedient of holding the wheel by one lug, spinning it, then squirting WD40 into the shaft. Then I started to turn the wheel somewhat. Instant gyro effect. What a weird feeling wiggling and trying to bend and turn a spinning road wheel. It made me more aware of what goes on at the wheels of both my bikes and my car. The sort of things frames and chassis tend to mask. Well, they are designed to defeat these effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting experience to ride my fast bloody nimble 10speed road racing bike this morning, then my KHS XC mountain bike this afternoon.  They feel TOTALLY different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-7186416220105310009?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7186416220105310009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=7186416220105310009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7186416220105310009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/7186416220105310009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-sex-more-drugs-more-rockn-roll.html' title='more sex, more drugs more rockn roll'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1087621645432372309</id><published>2007-06-03T16:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:58:31.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sex, bikes and rockand/or roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I bought another bike today. An ultra light framed road racing bike. It�s about 10 years old, maybe a bit more. It has alloy cranks, bars, rims and good shimano accessories. Paid $35 for it. I�ve been cleaning up an old Repco 10 speeder we have had hanging around for about � god seems like 20 years heh. I think my sister might have bought it way back or dad bought it for her or something. Dunno, but I was riding it a bit up in Bathurst n hated it roundly. I spent about a week with the ole WD40, and now it rides along rather nicely. But it is still an old dunger basically. I put new tyres n tubes in it n cleaned it pretty thoroughly. But the bike I bought today is more like what I�ve been looking for as a road bike. It weighs about half that of the old Repco. It appears to be a hand made one off racing bike. It needs some work, WD40 time again heh, some cleaning n mebbe a new rear tube. Nothing much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list is my sisters� old Macquarie G3 ladies� bike. It is in pretty rough condition, having been left out in the weather for years and years. We are gonna sell the Dunlop MTB, the Repco and the Macquarie. The main thing is theyre all giving me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gurl had another seizure on Wednesday. Spent 6 hours in hospital. We were out at the optometrists� having my new glasses adjusted.  Least I saw this one coming.  I go in on Friday to have what seems like a million teeth extracted. The dentist thinks I will end up with a dental plate to fill in the gaps. I am not looking forward to it. I am not looking forward to continued excruciating pain from my stupid teeth. Dilemma. I supposed a once off bout is much better than this continued cycle of pain/codeine/pain/codeine. I hate the feeling I get when the codeine wears off. I don�t mean the return of the tooth pain � I mean the woolly overhung feeling. I�ve been addicted to codeine once before in my life (post golf ball to the head in 1989). It took me a long time to get off the stuff. Mind you I needed it badly at the time. I just try to avoid codeine whenever possible nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We transferred the seats from mums� old Peugeot 505GTI to my 505SLi. Mums� car had only done 300,000 klicks so the seats were barely worn. Mine has done well over 700,000 and theyre well shagged. Still pretty comfy, but they are about done in. It is laughable however � mum n dad have a brand new Mitsubishi 380. My old seats are better than the seats in their new car. As for the �new� seats I have well the 380 hasn�t a hope. It is luxury now as well as holding us in place better than before. We also changed the rear shocks from the GTI into my car. The GTI had Konis in the rear courtesy of my van towing brother in law. My car, it turns out, had KYB shocks in the rear. Now the ole KYB is a pretty good shock � we have them in the front of the Ford Falcon wagon work horse. They improved the Ford no end. In my Peugeot however, they were FAR too hard. They made the car feel unbalanced and the rear end simply disconnected. Now it feels much as M. Peugeot made it � supple and compliant while still providing all the grip and control the car had when new (they were bloody brilliant when new). The gurl couldn�t believe the difference. Mind, she WAS raised a bloody Holden lover. Not her fault � it is how she was brought up. I think the old pug is about perfect now. I shall get the AC re-gassed and everything will be sweet. I even bought a Kenwood 10 stacker to replace the Sony 10 stacker which has somehow turned into ano stacker � yep we lost the magazine somewhere for the Cds. Buggered if I know where. Anyhoo it only cost $20 so who cares if it doesn�t work rightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought the gurls� niece a totally cool little scooter today. It has twin hand brakes, a stand, and is groovy purple. I got it for her cuz she seems to think Im ok(she doesnt seem to like her uncles much). She be my fave from the gurls� nieces n nephews. So bugger it she can have a little scooter. Noone else buys her anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1087621645432372309?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1087621645432372309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1087621645432372309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1087621645432372309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1087621645432372309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/06/sex-bikes-and-rockandor-roll.html' title='sex, bikes and rockand/or roll'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1363148313105063002</id><published>2007-05-14T19:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:15:54.007+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gahhh errr SEX!!! Errr rant rant POLITIX!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s try it this way then eh. I’m typing in Word then I will save and paste: :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new bike. It is a KHS mountain bike all the way from sunny California. It has dual suspension (rear single shock, front fork), cool black wheels with big arsed knobbly tyres, 24 speeds with trigger quick shifters. It rides smooth as silk. I’ve been bumming about on a shit-box out in the bush bouncing here n there then decided I wanted an actual decent bike to ride cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started riding around the local suburb every day. That was about 4 weeks ago. Seeing as I cannot afford to play squash down here I decided riding was a good alternative. I have actually been really enjoying it. Along with walking the dog most days for 3 to 6 kilometres I feel pretty good at the moment.  We have some really nice single tracks around here. Nothing wildly dangerous like big jumps off rock outcrops etc – just nice rides through the trees. I watched a DVD today of some blokes thrashing through the bush at a pukka mountain bike park with huge jumps (bloody awesome) and some high high high speed riding through the trees. It is like rallying with pedals heh. I used to do the exact same shit when I was a kid with my next door neighbour up round Lake Parramatta which has some unreal tracks up in the bush. We thought we invented the sport pretty much back then until I found out the yanks had been doing it for a couple of years  b4. I know I know kids go screaming round the bush on bikes, but we had sorta semi set tracks which we rotated through. It is pretty much memories of that time which led me to start riding in the bush again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going in to get my teeth fixed sometime in the near-ish future. I had an appointment at the public dental unit here at Hawkesbury yesterday. The doc reckons I have 3 to extract plus may be my wisdom teeth will have to come out. Mean time I have codeine forte to cruise me through. Heh. Floating at the moment, me. Damn my tooth hurts. About the only thing wrong at the moment is my tooth.  Back doesn’t hurt. Knee doesn’t hurt. Slight shoulder twinge which the doc thinks is a rotator cuff but I think is referred pain from my sore tooth (from constant gritting my teeth on that side I can feel the tension all the way down my right shoulder and arm) as it doesn’t hurt when my tooth isn’t hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is someone coming to fix our TV reception tomorrow finally. The aerial sucks. Every house we have lived in has had a shit aerial. Must be our kirllian aura upsetting the waves.  One day in the future (dream dream) the agents will actually get our oven fixed. It has not worked since before we moved in. As with the aerial. Takes 5 months to get an aerial repaired. Hell, even when *I* was a property officer I wasn’t that slack. And I HATED my job. But I got repairs done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new cockatiel. His name is Trouble, he is a cheeky little boy, just a baby, and is learning to talk and generally have a good time. We also have a new budgie called Biggles (my last one was Bertie… if you’re a Biggles collector you’ll get the connexion). He is a cute little green bird. A real proper budgie, not a big mutant show budgie freak. A petite little green budgie. He has already learnt to say ‘pretty boy’ as has the cockatiel heh. No… who told you I love birds? Pfft… liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gurl had to go in to see the gubmint for a quick review. All of which made her rather stressed, as you’d expect. I didn’t mind as the lass who interviewed her was a bit of a hottie with lovely boobs. Nice person too. See I didn’t just take notice of her tits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna have a right proper rant this time but frankly since I have 60mg of codeine drifting round my bloodstream I am having trouble working up a good solid give-a-damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1363148313105063002?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1363148313105063002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1363148313105063002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1363148313105063002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1363148313105063002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/05/gahhh-errr-sex-errr-rant-rant-politix.html' title='gahhh errr SEX!!! Errr rant rant POLITIX!!!!!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-1293663625885296016</id><published>2007-05-03T09:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T09:50:18.662+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow Thats a first</title><content type='html'>Click.....&lt;br /&gt;waiting waiting waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually went STRAIGHT to my blogger desktop thingo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had to wait until I got over my faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NEXT test is whether when I hit publish I lose everything Ive typed. 4 days ago I did just that... 4000 words gone just gone. Thanks fer writing. So consider this a test guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-1293663625885296016?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1293663625885296016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=1293663625885296016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1293663625885296016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/1293663625885296016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-thats-first.html' title='Wow Thats a first'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-9039529536021280545</id><published>2007-04-08T17:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T18:10:41.135+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter god botherers</title><content type='html'>hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;happy dancning about celebrating one of we pagans oldest festivals. The old men in skirts have claimed it i know but we all know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bicycle riders... if you havent got registration and insurance, third party OR comprehensive, get the fuck out of my way on the road. Dont go swerving all over the place. Dont go assuming  you have right of way just because YOURE on a bike. Wankers.  Your bike is made of metal so it used resources to make. So shut the hell up. Smug bastards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read stupid TV Week most weeks. I wonder... I really do Whether they employ smart people.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Editor type...&lt;br /&gt;The REASON JAG always shows 'Zulu' time is cuz  Greenwich Mean Time (IE 'zulu' time) is the time used by MOST military organisations around the world. Saves em having to piss about calculating time zones.&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY people who think Neighbours and HOme and Away story lines arent freaking stupid are between the ages of 5 and 15.  Be nice if you didnt rev up about the gormless pap every week.&lt;br /&gt;Does ANYONE think 'Lost'  is riveting entertainment? Have you noticed that noones lost weight? Noone has gone crazy from being on a bloody island and for other stupidities with this show see previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;Did you comment on 'Prison Breaks' cast of thousands trying to bust out? Straw poll of most of the females I know shows 100% thinnk the 2 guys starring are scary ugly - not the bloody gods of appearance your lot think they are.&lt;br /&gt;Greys Anatomy... hope I NEVER NEVER NEVER end up in a hospital like that. GImme scrubs any day.  Ok i know they are entitled to show private  lives etc but shit a brick. I'd FIRE every single one of them for being shit wits. Makes ya wonder how they would get through 10 years of medical learning  cuz those folks have the attention span of fish.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes.... the ads are enough. NOTHING  happens.  So who cares if they have super powers. Show has been on for weeks with nought but the cheer leader to perve on.&lt;br /&gt;If they didnt flog shite like the next cheeleader rubbish mebbe itd die a natural, hopefully QUIET death.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone kill Mcleods Daughters? please? Ive LIVED in a country town. Dont remember seeing  hit men. More happens in that town and the town Blue Heelers was set in than happens in the damn CITY. &lt;br /&gt;How about being a little critical of moronic story lines which IN REAL LIFE would be resolved in about 5 minutes? Not dragged out for 'days' of rubbish artificial 'tension' (as tense as abroken rubber band) whereby supposedly mature adults act in ways most parents would punish 5yos for.&lt;br /&gt;As for knocking  what would have to be my favourite comedy at the moment 'How I met your Mum' i mean give me a break . For years you girls have been banging on about guys n commitment. Finally theres a show where there are 2 couples who love each other, one character who is a bit of a player but who is given heaps by the OTHER males for his attitude. theres NO violence. There is no swearing. There is no gratuitous nudity (love to see both Coby Smulders AND Alyson hannigan  naked however.. they could add some i reckon lol) there is no '....here comes the joke folks' writing ala Friends and such like Its just a nice funny show.  Its a show with characters I actually can identify with. They have ACTUAL jobs which they attend!!! They have actual jobs for which they actually appear competent. Miracle of miracles.  They treat each other with respect. Amazing. Of course you dont like it. It doesnt have dozey women and idiot men whos only qualification is god knows what which shit scripts which treat every viewer like a moron.  *gasp* ok got that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been doing a bit of voluntary work at a kennels. Not doing it any more. Sick of the owner treating me like a bloody moron. I mean... pick up dog shit and feed them. Aint hard. Clean pens. derrrrrrrrrrr Sick of telling the ownner that the actual permanent EMPLOYED bloke DOESNT feed em n DOESNT seem to care about cleaning their pens.  So screw it. I can get treated like a moron anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fight at Wooolworths yesterday. Waiting in line.... do de doo de doo. Woman walks up to the smokes stand outside the store (part of the store but ya dont need to actually go inside the shop) the check out chick turned to serve her immediately. I said to the girl ' you better NOT serve her first' She shrugged n the woman said 'oh thats fine I'll go to the tobacconist' I said ' good Woolies shouldnt be selling that shit anyway' I said to the girl ' you really think its fair Ive been standing here for 10 minutes in line n she gets served BY YOU wo are working the checkout *I* am waiting for before I do just because she walked up?? NOT RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Ima start a campaign to get supermarkets to stop selling cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Radical scumbag muslims&lt;br /&gt;YOU choose to come here. THIS is how WE LIVE. Love it or FUCK OFF back where you came from if you think its so good. We dont want your hate here.  I know plenty of your coreligionists who are happy and proud to live here and good luck to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad David Hicks will be in gaol here. Not real sure how the Americans think they have the right to arrest an Australian in a FOREIGN country (NOT in America which would be fair enough if he broke laws there). Fact is he should be in gaol here. Should have been for 5 years. The bloke is a bloody moron. But I think he has given succour to the enemy which is what he should be charged with HERE. He should not EVER be subject to american military laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope our troops in Iraq have a happy Easter amongst the crazies.  Heads down n remember your training fellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-9039529536021280545?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9039529536021280545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=9039529536021280545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9039529536021280545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/9039529536021280545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter-god-botherers.html' title='happy easter god botherers'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-8617469918362005288</id><published>2007-03-26T20:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:42:36.578+10:00</updated><title type='text'>have you heard the one about the...</title><content type='html'>Played 6th grade on saturday and sunday. Semi final. As you can imagine if they had me in their team they must have been desperate for players. Made 7 b4 getting run out (spewing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy who did most of their bowling was the fastest  Ive ever faced. He hit the bat so hard it twisted in my hand and near broke my hand between thumb and finger. Shit it hurt. Hurt every time I hit the ball thereafter. Anyway we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to sand my bat back a little on the back so as to lighten it some .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gurl is getting better from her seizure slowly. Seems the increase in dosage is working .&lt;br /&gt;Aside from some random bruising here n there from cricket I feel pretty good meself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger all has happened here muchly. So not a lot to report. LEad a boring as shit life really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-8617469918362005288?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8617469918362005288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=8617469918362005288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8617469918362005288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/8617469918362005288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-heard-one-about.html' title='have you heard the one about the...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4845011546228460706</id><published>2007-03-16T18:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T18:57:55.954+11:00</updated><title type='text'>not happy jan</title><content type='html'>Strike me bloody pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been trying to log onto this stupid arsed new google account ran blog since whenever I managed to post the last one. Shit....Feb 11... crikey eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets put it this way, I HATE this new system. Cant figure out how to reverse it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll lets see... The gurl had a fit on sunday, ended up in hospital. She was out like a light for over an hour. In the hospital for nearly 7 hours. Im glad her mum, dad and brother were here to help.  She is getting better though. The specialist has upped her meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been walking the dog for about 6kms pretty regularly lately. She loves it n Im not suffering too much ill effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to brain the captain of 6th grade (playing up this past 3 weeks). The bloke is 140kg if he is a gram. And he gives ME shit for being fat n slow. I reckn he weighs at least 30kg more than me n parks himself at 2nd slip where he doesnt have to move a bloody muscle for 6hours, while I seem to have a cricket ball magnet in me - the damned thing follows me, so obviously i miss the odd fielding chance. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to hear kassi has lost tonnes of weight. I think I keep finding it mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Managed to kill the DVD drive in the notebook :/  Just when we are actually gonna start using it. I got the gurl an MP3 player for her birthday. A Toshiba. Went for the good brand over the feature set. Stupid me. Fuckin thing didnt work did it? Took it back n went n got a cheaper model. Works fine except Ive kilt the drive on the notebook. So we will be forced to rip from the old desktop unless I kill that too. Oh n if ya wondering why I didnt get an Ipod... Not doing ANYTHING to encourage those tossers at Apple.  fuggin things look like they made em in the 70s out of old dining tables. AND they charge a blody bomb for them. prats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4845011546228460706?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4845011546228460706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4845011546228460706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4845011546228460706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4845011546228460706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-happy-jan.html' title='not happy jan'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-4316140494012533044</id><published>2007-02-11T15:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T05:50:35.467+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd time lucky?</title><content type='html'>Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the THIRD time Ive tried to blog i the last 5 days. &lt;br /&gt;One minute its there the next it is just gorn. Freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;I lost what I reckon was about 3000 words on thursday night and about a thousand last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played cricket yesterday. Made 35. Was annoying as I felt I should have made a hundred. Had the bowling at my total mercy until the sun got to me. Got a little dizzy. Oh well. The drinks break came a smidge too late to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowed if i can remember what I was flogging on about the other night either.  I was flogging on I know that heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days timing is everything. I mowed the grass this morning. About ten minutes later it started raining like you wouldnt believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me ladies&lt;br /&gt;What do it all mean when a pretty young thing looks all embarrassed, lets her hair down n adjusts her breastic comfort/show levels when talking to a bloke? I know what I think it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not real sure I believe it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pub after cricket last night. While it was a nice clean cheery place it reminded me of why I dislike pubs. Theyre full of drunk people or people seemingly attempting to gwt drunk. I am nt sure I like drunk people.&lt;br /&gt;I wish the person who delivers our local newspaper would bother to trow it onto the FOOTPATH, not onto the damned road where it gets both wet and squished.&lt;br /&gt;I also wish morons in shopping centres would notice when I have a full trolley n GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY when they are just wandering about doing jackshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-4316140494012533044?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4316140494012533044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=4316140494012533044&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4316140494012533044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/4316140494012533044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/3rd-time-lucky.html' title='3rd time lucky?'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-2031009140843072176</id><published>2007-02-08T14:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:25:17.854+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so the new one is weird</title><content type='html'> youll note ive done a new template&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about 4000 words last night n lost it all when I went to preview instead of publish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowed if i remember what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my new (old) Cold Chisel CD today.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see ive already had something to say about dickheads in holdens previously so sorry all 2 of ya.&lt;br /&gt;The point remains though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive discovered that yellow labrador fur tastes terrible. I got mugged by Zena and Bella this arvo.&lt;br /&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;Let em in for a treat. They jumped all over me. Heh... They give each other pats with their front paws. So cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ole Judge Judy heh&lt;br /&gt;She sure dont take shit from dumb americans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-2031009140843072176?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2031009140843072176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=2031009140843072176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2031009140843072176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/2031009140843072176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-new-one-is-weird.html' title='so the new one is weird'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-117074471136709389</id><published>2007-02-06T16:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:51:51.436+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Get this off my chest</title><content type='html'>Played cricket on saturday didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;Got subjected to the worst verbal abuse ive EVER heard in my life didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;Bloke must have been 70 if he was a day, had a mouth like a sewer. Called myself and my teammates all the names under the sun didnt he?&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a letter to the local cricket association didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;So did my captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouthy bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive noticed that nearly EVERY dickhead in a car Ive seen in the past 4 months is driving a bloody holden. I'm talking 18 out of 20 of the bloody fools I see in cars are driving holdens. Lately we've had a P platers carnage epidemic on the roads. You'd think they'd maybe look at whats happening and SLOW THE FUCK DOWN a bit for a while... until the heat is off... Seems instead they are going all out to proof what total shitwits they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just proving my theory that noone grows a brain until they are at least 25.&lt;br /&gt;Also makes me realise just how lucky I was when I was 17. &lt;br /&gt;None of my mates (the 3 that Id get in the car with) were idiots behind the wheel. Both the gfs i had back then I taught to drive so I knew what their skill levels were. While Im sure we drove in sometimes a risky manner we didnt do it when there were other people/cars about. Plain silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-117074471136709389?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/117074471136709389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=117074471136709389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/117074471136709389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/117074471136709389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-this-off-my-chest.html' title='Get this off my chest'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116861828196473218</id><published>2007-01-13T02:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:11:21.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>so my mate who runs a boarding kennel comes over n tells me theyve got a pure bred gold labrador bitch who needs a new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the gurl says hmmmmmm i guess she could come for a bit of a visit to get away from the kennel for a while (been there tooo tooo long apparently). So anyway shes made herself quite at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still miss my Billy :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The gurl says 'itd be wrong if you had him put to sleep, but cuz he slipped away quietly himself its ok to keep this new one'&lt;br /&gt; Im not too sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still n all Im a sucker for a damsel in distress&lt;br /&gt;Im a sucker for a big wet tongue up the side of the face&lt;br /&gt;Im a sucker for a big wagging tail&lt;br /&gt;hell Im just a big fat sucker for  nice  dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Gets on well with mums' gold lab bitch too. Real well. Tearing round their yard, our yard going   wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ima GET you EEEK youre getting MEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;N she DOES seem so happy to see me whenever ive gone out somewhere. i think she sleeps under my window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was VERY noisy at the kennels apparently. Is quiet as a mouse here. Whimpers a bit if she thinks shes gonna be left behind when we go somewhere (well DERRR unless we are going to mums' she aint coming with) n carries on like a pork chop at meal time. But i guess if id been stuck in a kennel for months id be a touch crazy too. she even likes the gurls' lil dog mocha , although based on mochas experience with Billy itll be a while b4 mocha accepts her (Billy thought she was a chew toy lol).&lt;br /&gt;she has a totally poxy name though 'zena' oh well cant have everything though i think it should be spelt Xena (thats the greek ch sound NOT 'x' mr pedantic pants lol)damnit thats how ima spell it screw the iggerant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116861828196473218?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116861828196473218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116861828196473218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116861828196473218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116861828196473218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/01/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116734186676808286</id><published>2006-12-29T08:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T08:37:46.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Billy Hazell 1996 - 2006</title><content type='html'>Friend&lt;br /&gt;Playmate&lt;br /&gt;Willing listener (even though deaf from birth)&lt;br /&gt;Protector&lt;br /&gt;Blue cattle dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy died after a typically male illness.&lt;br /&gt;Prostate cancer.... Well atleast thats what we think it was in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mate,&lt;br /&gt;to the best dog a bloke has ever had&lt;br /&gt;I hope the pain is gone now&lt;br /&gt;I hope youve met up with Zac and Noah and are playing with a self throwing Kong toy.&lt;br /&gt;I hope there are plenty of cats to chase (theyre obviously in cat hell) and postmen to yell at.&lt;br /&gt;Go walkies whenever you want my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116734186676808286?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116734186676808286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116734186676808286&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116734186676808286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116734186676808286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/rip-billy-hazell-1996-2006.html' title='RIP Billy Hazell 1996 - 2006'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116633427684469991</id><published>2006-12-17T16:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:44:36.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>back on the ole box</title><content type='html'>ahhh&lt;br /&gt;thats better&lt;br /&gt;i have my desktop back finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly didnt - dropped the monitor going out the door at mums' place n sprained my ankle in the process. Monitor is fine thanks for asking. Now i can type proper n see proper. stupid notebook&lt;br /&gt;stupid 233&lt;br /&gt;stupid little screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a regional bitch i know but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddamn if EVERY dickhead ive seen on the road lately is in a holden. Its like they have small penises or something&lt;br /&gt;even the women&lt;br /&gt;drive like shitewits n then whimper when they crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is getting a bit better on antibiotics thank the gods.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i was/am ready to wish him fairwell just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116633427684469991?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116633427684469991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116633427684469991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116633427684469991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116633427684469991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-on-ole-box.html' title='back on the ole box'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116573567260555168</id><published>2006-12-10T17:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:27:52.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are in our new home!!!</title><content type='html'>So much for saving up a while before moving into another house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a place in Bligh Park (near Windsor) where several of my friends either have lived or do now. So I am very familiar with the area.&lt;br /&gt;We have air conditioning!!!!! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;We have a fully enclosed carport (no it ISNT  a garage but close)with no less than 3 garden sheds facing into it. Its a mini workshop!&lt;br /&gt;One shed has power points, lights, air extractor AND workbench. pig in shit, me.&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 bedrooms, study, 2 toilets, family/sunroom, nice ,modern kitchen and big enough dining room plus a good sized lounge. Outside we get a nice covered patio area plus a gazebo! theres no neighbours to the rear (following 6 years of tradition that - we have never had rear neighbours... just lucky i guess!!!!!), the block overlooks Windsor Downs ature reserve which has lots of walking tracks winding through it. We are on town water AND sewer (yeah yeah laugh but mum n dad are on pump out in their 6 year old home which SUCKS with more than 2 people living there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carport has 6 fluro lights AND 6 outdoor ppower points. My Peugeot is gonna live there. Itll be nice being able to work on the car(s) without cooking in the sun, without having to run stupid extension leads everywhere n on nice level concrete. I might just get myself a creepycrawler to get under the car!&lt;br /&gt;It also has more powerpoints and phone jacks than any place ive ever seen. I am currently in the kitchen (big woop) but I could as easily be out in the shed, in the bedroom, in the laundry or in the back yard (i AM on the notebook currently)annnnnnnd&lt;br /&gt;being in a nice newish area the telephone exchanges and relatively new phone lines  can handle noticeably higher data tranfer speeds - ive never seen more than 42kps from my connexion n today its running at 49.5! The ONLY time Ive seen faster was an old 56K modem I had which was shall we say optimistic? So I'm rather happy. I also got to pick my own telephone number which was tres cool. We are at the end of a LOOONG cul de sac so theres no through traffic. No housing commission riff raff around either unlike where we were b4 in bathurst. AND its only $30 dearer than a place in housing commission hell (aka Sth Windsor) which was fibro, had no sheds, no carport, no A/C, shite kitchen, shite bathroom, only one toilet (big deal but hey ya get used to 2 in a real hurry), was in a scum street with neighbours who looked entirely too much like the local burglary union. This place is a quantom step up from there for not much more cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short Im a well happy little camper today. My best mate (here) lives about 4 minutes away in the other part of the suburb, n I actually live in the suburb I play cricket for now lol. Its all nice n level so we can go bike riding without killing ourselves too. (Im lazy i know it but i figure Im not training for la Tour De France so hills can bite my shiny metal ass to quote my favourite cartoon character  - bender from Futurama). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news.... hmmmmzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog is sick... enlarged prostate ' its not uncommon in elderly dogs' &lt;br /&gt;elderly dogs? ELDERLY DOGS? MY dog? elderly? That fine young blue heeler is ...*counts* only 10..... ten? shit... elderly may be right eh. Poor bugger cant go wee with any comfort :/ &lt;br /&gt;He has lost some weight though n looks well tough n fit to go with it. Cats in the area best watch out Billy is coming to town soooooon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pizza at mums' tonight so I gotta jet seeeeeeeyaaaaaaaaaaaaasss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116573567260555168?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116573567260555168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116573567260555168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116573567260555168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116573567260555168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-we-are-in-our-new-home.html' title='Here we are in our new home!!!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116355003124751984</id><published>2006-11-15T11:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:20:31.273+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid cops, dumb politicians etc</title><content type='html'>So the cops think it is ok to turn in front of 6 lines of traffic to pursue some outrageous criminal doing 110KPH in a 100 zone. Sounds bloody silly to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand I am happy that fat shit 'alleged' kiddy fiddler Orkopoulous (fmr minister of aboriginal affairs) DIDNT manage to top himself. One the other hand It might be good if he succeeded. Glad he survived so that the criminals can treat him to some of the crud he inflicted on kids over the years. Pity he is gonna waste a PILE of taxpayers' money keeping the creep alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I failed dismally on Saturday at cricket. Made 3. Was shitting the entire time too. Couldnt move my feet. Couldnt see the ball. felt weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Bendigo tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116355003124751984?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116355003124751984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116355003124751984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116355003124751984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116355003124751984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/stupid-cops-dumb-politicians-etc.html' title='stupid cops, dumb politicians etc'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-116285962986439718</id><published>2006-11-07T11:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:33:50.046+11:00</updated><title type='text'>well well well</title><content type='html'>Is this a fancy typewriter or what?&lt;br /&gt;Oh its a computer...&lt;br /&gt;I remember these.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wandering about Windsor relearning where everything is etc.&lt;br /&gt;My best mate has recruited me for his cricket team. Played my first game in 8 years last weekend (and this weekend - played over 2 weeks) did ok fielding. Scored 59 with the bat (TOP SCORE me)which was fantastic. We lost by 9 runs which was great given 2 of our batsmen didnt bother showing up. Played with a bat I paid $2 for at a Salvation Army store. Wicked - I didnt want to ruin my good ($35) bat I bought 2nd hand at a market in Melbourne, as it was raining off and on all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit tough getting online at the me as I cant tie up the phone here and late at night I have just been too darned tired to log on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mums' dog is such a cack. She is a 3 yo blonde labrador. She near turns inside out with excitement when you say the word 'walkies'. What is funny is MY dog gets rather snooty if HE doesnt get to go for a walk too. He has a sore back leg, is rather overweight, and getting on a bit but walk out without HIM n check out the filthy looks he gives. Mums' dog is slowly learning (from me) that treats arent a right but a privilege which she must take nice n delicately or she doesnt get them.also learning to heel on the lead n sit etc. She gets let run wild by the parents unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got rained out of a local swap this weekend. Glad we didnt drive a long way to go to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-116285962986439718?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116285962986439718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=116285962986439718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116285962986439718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/116285962986439718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-well-well.html' title='well well well'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115908127554127248</id><published>2006-09-24T16:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:01:15.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hamster At 500KPH</title><content type='html'>Hammond you GIT&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have to deal with a gurl gutted by Steve Irwins' passing then YOU go n prove what a twat you are n try vehiclur suicide at 500KPH.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are her favourite Topgear dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get better soon n get back to smashing caravans into each other.&lt;br /&gt;BTW I reckon your cheap sports coupe comparo was missing a natural selection - the Renault Fuego. Ok not as fast as some of the other cars shown but I bet for the pittance you were paying you could have gotten one in rather good nick. Also the old series Alfetta GTV too was ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Im tired of public school communists i mean teachers bleating about government money going to private schools. I mean... obviously they think the parents who send their kids to private schools DONT pay taxes - unlike those unemployed etc who send their kids to public schools.... who DONT pay tax. They bleat on about lack of funds like it is a new thing! I remember when I was at school it was ALWAYS short of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for those 'entertainers' who refused to go to Iraq well we wont be buying your records anymore either - dont support the war support our troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Italy hqas a gay national anthem. Anyone who whines about the Australian one orta listen to some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers crossed Osama Bin Ladin has died of some particularly noxious disease. I am not getting my hopes up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to learn to surf soon.&lt;br /&gt;yeah shut up laughing up the back there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115908127554127248?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115908127554127248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115908127554127248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115908127554127248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115908127554127248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/hamster-at-500kph.html' title='The Hamster At 500KPH'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115873130518618237</id><published>2006-09-20T15:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:48:25.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been moving.&lt;br /&gt;Many trips to the storage unit...check&lt;br /&gt;many trips to the Salvos shop...check&lt;br /&gt;many trips to dads' garage (4 hour round trip over the mountains)...check.I am now blogging on an old olsd Toshiba notebook which I finally finally hooked up to that thar innernet thingy. So if I make any typos stiff - I dont have my fave microsoft bendy keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike how my backyard looks like a bomb went off in it whenever we move. No I am not a neat freak (though i suspect my mothers' OCD cleaning compulsion did in fact rub off a little).&lt;br /&gt;Organised the carpet steam cleaning today for next week. Shits me. I used t odo it for a lliving and would likely do a better job with the little hire machines from woolworths than the guy with the truck we have hired. But nooo the real estate agents require a receipt for professional services - like I am not gonna be more motivated to save my bond!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god we have a wagon now though. Stuff just disappears into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Rockmeister I will not be in Sydney at the end of Sept. We are going to Melbourne for a week as it is the gurls' nieces' 3rd birthday n she is rather taken with me for some reason. So we have to go down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;I am not catholic. Dont believe. Looking for a sticker reading 'born again pagan'.&lt;br /&gt;But SHIT if i dont wish the Pope would call for a damned crusade. They wanna flippin jihad ok... WE wanna crusade against militant morons who are still living in the 12th century. You dickheads PROVED the fat old german dress wearers' point rather neatly by your on cue, scripted, leqad about like cattle by the nose reactions. youre being played you sons of silly people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent news from afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;australian soldiers 150&lt;br /&gt;Taliban shitwits   3 (counting 6 wounded as, well,.... you know)&lt;br /&gt;GIVE UP. our blokes are better trained, better equipped and not as stupid as your lot.&lt;br /&gt;as for those wankers groaning about our troops making vids of some harmless horseplay LIGHTEN UP. You go get shot at every day n see ifn you dont get some gallows humour going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crikey...&lt;br /&gt;I  am still having trouble believe steve irwin is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115873130518618237?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115873130518618237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115873130518618237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115873130518618237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115873130518618237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/been-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115769955051133531</id><published>2006-09-08T17:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:12:30.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 down...</title><content type='html'>Steve Irwin gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Brock gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Australia afford to lose two fair dinkum legends in ONE week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was truly gobsmacked when I heard about steve Irwin&lt;br /&gt;I think Im a bit sorta shocked that Brocky is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115769955051133531?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115769955051133531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115769955051133531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115769955051133531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115769955051133531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-down.html' title='2 down...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115767293246175185</id><published>2006-09-08T08:41:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T09:48:52.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so whats been happening</title><content type='html'>well finally&lt;br /&gt;the blog god decided to lock me out for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that anything outrageously exciting has happened here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gurl went to sydney for some balance tests on wednesday. I got to sit around creatively perving on all the cute nurses. I now know where all the cute nurses in NSW get sent (they DONT get sent to Bathurst or Windsor). So that didnt hurt toooo much (4 hours watching delightful young and delicious more senior women wandering about in front of me mmmmmm). See in my bio it SAYS im an old perv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we are moving back to sydney. The gurl keeps getting sent there for tests etc. I has taken a while to convince her that just because we made the decision doesnt mean we have to start shifting shit immediately. She always wants to put the cart in front of the damned horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out how heavy encyclopedias are last week. Bought a whole set of world books for $5. Dont look like theyve ever been opened.  Bloody heavy in a box though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone mentioned squash the other day i said 'yeah.... I remember that' Havent played much lately. Just seemed to not get round to it. What it means is the victim is  getting cheeky enough to beat me once in a while... cant have that so Im moving to sydney lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we licked the last problem in the peugeot. had a bad earth somewhere which was draining the battery. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeyas tomorree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115767293246175185?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115767293246175185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115767293246175185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115767293246175185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115767293246175185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-whats-been-happening_08.html' title='so whats been happening'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115570443031644964</id><published>2006-08-16T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T15:00:30.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy howdy what fun</title><content type='html'>Lisa I think you like 2 1/2 men cuz of charlie sheen .... I like it cuz i htink Rose is hot (aside from it being funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rip&lt;br /&gt;Jules got   punted from Skating with the Stars. &lt;br /&gt;The ONLY reason bloody Lara Bingle gets through is cuz of her smile. &lt;br /&gt;The ONLY reason bloody Jake Wall gets through is cuz the chicks all go awwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;SHE doesnt do more than FUCK ALL actual skating in any one routine n neither does he. &lt;br /&gt;And Im dirty cuz I thought JUles' partner Kristina was juuust as cute as a button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAnd as far as I am concerned Torvill &amp; Dean are still the best pair around. I reckon they could still do well competitively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gurl reckons every time I take a 2nd diabetes tablet I start vomiting. I think it is just coincidence. I think theyre working slowly but surely. All my clothes feel a bit looser. I feel better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky you dope&lt;br /&gt;the 'you sunk my battleship' was a simpsons reference.&lt;br /&gt;I have NO idea what movie you are refering to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh mate I just finished reading Livys' account of the 2nd Punic War... only what? 13 years  AFTER I did the course at uni for it. No... I NEVER read any of it when I did the assignments - if you can't cobble together a decent essay 'quoting' livy from modern texts then ya not trying eh? I actually found it rather engrossing!  Not REEEEAL sure why scipio was given such a wrap though. Just took up the Augustan Histories. Then Ima revisit that anti- imperial diatribe more commonly known as Procopius' Secret History. no I am NOT gonna try to wade through Thucydides EVER. Never indeed have I read it cover to cover. Never will I.  BORINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;May try wading through Polybius again though to find out what REALLY happened in the 2nd Punic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got grading tonight for squash again. I never really do well at grading for some reason. Hopefully tonight is different as I have not swamped myself with squash lately. Been a bit lazy tell the truth. I think sometimes I go to grading having too much play under my belt. Just a bit jaded. Past the peak sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is quietly hinting here n there that maybe we should move back down to sydney.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to - but it would be a  touch more convenient in many ways - the gurl could get a psych nurse she actually likes mebbe? Probably better services too. Cheaper fuel, cheaper food, dearer rent... hmmmz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115570443031644964?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115570443031644964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115570443031644964&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115570443031644964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115570443031644964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/boy-howdy-what-fun.html' title='Boy howdy what fun'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115552186907021582</id><published>2006-08-14T11:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:17:50.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy lazy boy...</title><content type='html'>Having trouble working up any interest in anything lately.&lt;br /&gt;Terminal ennui i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ya love it when you get a prediction nnnneeeearly right?&lt;br /&gt;I caled 'yasmins getting married' for 3 episodes before tanking. It lasted 4.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think yasmin is gonna get hitched any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ford wagon got new tyres (about the only thing I managed to work up any enthusiasm for) on Thursday. 4 (count em 4) brand new michelin XM1 tyres. Ahhhhhh... THATS better. And a wheel alignment eh. NOW it goes where it is pointed. Rides a bit better too. Now to get the new dampers installed (I have them they just aint in the car yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We polished both cars on friday too. yeah yeah washed them first. Now I dunno bout anyone else but my peugeot gets washed once every 6 months or so whether it needs it or not. There IS a drought on ya know. I THOUGHT it was silver! It is! Muddy brown just isnt the same . The general clean allowed me to discover that there is a cat wandering about here for which I have coined the phrase 'dead cat meowing' - It is  dead it just doesnt know it yet. Actually its probably gonna be a race between meself n the bloke across the courtyard as to who gets the honour of wasting the furry little  stinkbag. Yes BOTH our cars have suffered the depredations of a cat using our duco as a scratching post.Ima kill it if i catch it. Wring its   sneaky little cat neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in Australia are about to enter that televisual twilight zone known as 'Australian Idol' - this immediately after the nightmare on channel ten also known as Dont bother 6 i mean big brother 6, which was possibly even WORSE (if such thing be possible) than any BB before it. The only part of IDol worth watching is the auditions. There are some sad folks out there. *I* can sing better than most of them and I'm sure if you were to ask rocky he would assure you I CANT SING. Not to save my life. Cant hold a tune.  Tone deaf. No rhythm. Scare deaf people my voice.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt mind the 27yo yummy mummy they had in from Newcastle though. Might just have to watch it simply to perv on the hottest chick to grace aussie TV in a long long time (cepting anna choy n toni pearen *sighhhhhhh*). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was ONE good thing to happen when Yasmin tanked - we got Futurama back AND in a miraculous piece of bare arsed fluke programing it is generally on right after the Simpsons - which is where it belongs. Thank the TV gods for small miracles. A completely SHITE show replaced by a rather funny show. I am bender insert girder... ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that 'How I met your Mother' featuring the edible Alyson Hannigan (Willow from Buffy) and the hottest brunette i think Ive ever seen on TV (innnc. Lauren Graham, Catherine Zeta, Sally Williams *shes on adverts here*, and others I cannot remember). Whats more aside from being a chick fest its actually quite funny and not in the 'what am I chopped liver' sense that made friends and seinfeld such a yawnfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is earl - not baaaad though Im totally over the intro now. Dunno why they think that blonde chick is so hot when the latino maid is sex  walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and a half men - for me the comedy highlight of the viewing week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Gear - ahhhhhhhhhhh a $300,000 dollar sports car? Yeah I'll burn the cllutch out n 4 wheel drift the arse off it n shhred shit out $1000 tyres all in the name of serious journalism. GOTTA LOVE THIS SHOW. I was especially pleased when they drove a Rolls  Royce into a swimming pool. OH YEAH. whats that? Drop this here miniskip onto a Maserati? ok. awesome. dont buy a big expensive shitbox chysler V8 - the good ole holden monaro is half the price n EATS it. yeah baby yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout time we had some new episodes of South Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Tuesday is a giggle when Soddoff Baldric ... I mean Tony Robinson hosts Time Team. Even the gurl is getting interested in ancient Romano Britsh archaeological remains ' oh this is heaps more interesting than i thought it would be!!' this even as my interest wanes. I am almost at the point where i think digging any more shit up is a gross waste of time and money for the most part - at least until the next ice age lowers world sea levels a hundred metres or so so we can find those sites currently under water. On that topic... people really ought to see a map of world sea levels over the last 100,000 years or so b4 bleating on about rising sea levels. Up down up down up down. This isnt a localised recent phenomenon shitwits. Its been happening for 100,000 years ATLEAST. Get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could Home and Away get any worse and unbelievable? Shit a brick. The writers have a case of terminal constipation i think. Who in their right mind would EVER want to live in a place like that? not me. Hell I am finding Neighbours more believable at the moment. I thought Headland was bad (no come to think truly verily it was indeed a gross  piece of crap). Thank you yasmins getting married for tanking cuz NOW we can watch Futurama instead of Home and Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ronnie Johns Half Hour is back this week thank fuck. There should be a sticker 'may cause gut ruptures from too much laughing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCi; CSI New York; CSI Miami..... original scraping by on the unboring stakes. New York I like Gary Scinese but can take or leave the rest (as IF a highly trained forensic pathologist - thats DOCTOR ie about 12 years at uni would chuck it in to be a shitty scene of crime tech - sorry but i CANNOT imagine that would be anything other than a pay cut of about 50%). Miami... god we take the piss out of the boss guys cadence and delivery of his lines. one word. Wanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love NCIS cuz its juuuuuuust a little goofy.&lt;br /&gt;Jag is back n frankly its kinda boring. Catherine *sigh* Bell looks like shes lost weight n frankly it doesnt look good on her. where went they sexy sexy sexy curves? She was the hottest woman on tvfor a while - I hope she hasnt caught hollywood   syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard on the grapevine that Jessica Simpson asked Pamela Anderson how she managed to run so slowly at the start of Baywatch every week. Apparently Pammy patiently explained a little known technique called 'sssssslowwwwwwwwww motttttionn' camerawork. Hell even if its apocraphal its funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr&lt;br /&gt;ok ive had enough typing for today n the gurl has to go to the doctorb (thats a simpsons joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you sank my battleship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115552186907021582?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115552186907021582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115552186907021582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115552186907021582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115552186907021582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/lazy-lazy-boy.html' title='Lazy lazy boy...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115421776207756516</id><published>2006-07-30T10:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:02:42.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHHHH what a MESS!!!!</title><content type='html'>We had shit EVERYWHERE yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Sorting stuff out for swapmeeting, stuff to go to the Salvos, stuff to go in the round file.&lt;br /&gt;Burnt MORE money (sighhhh bins for stuff to put in the trailer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptied the garden shed (stupid tiny shed... dont they KNOW blokes like BIG sheds to put stuff in??) Rearranged stuff. Rang my father to ask him what the weird looking grey thing with wheels, and a big red engine with the label 'briggs and stratton Quantom 50' was. He said 'sounds like a lawn mower' n then I cracked up laughing. See we dont get to use it much ... been here 2 years in October n its come out of the shed ONCE. So yesterday I hung it up on the wall of the shed. INSTANT floor space. Shit those things take up space! Helps not to throw stuff on the floor which could be put on the steel shelves I installed when we moved in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (we) have nearly 200 teddy bears of various shapes n sizes. I made the mistake of selling about 20  used Careflight bears (particular teddy sold by Careflight which is a medical emergency unit here in NSW)at a swap. Now everyone buys us bloody bears (ok ok dad bought a BOX full for $2) to sell.&lt;br /&gt; I am gonna get a strip of velcro on one shoulder of my swapmeet shirt, n stick the Careflight bear i call 'Nudey Pilot Bear' (they all come with little flying or medical based outfits on, so you can have a pilot, or a doorman for the helicopter, a nurse, nurse in the helicopter, doctor, etc). I call him that cuz whoever had him b4 took his little leather jacket off n left his little leather flying cap. Ima ask him if someone makes an offer on something 'surright???' n then do the whole  ventriloquist 'yeahhh surright' like the bear is approving the deal . This on top of wearing my Viking helmet. Dad wears red suspenders (NOT the leg type). I am gonna wear my viking helmet! heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115421776207756516?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115421776207756516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115421776207756516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115421776207756516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115421776207756516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghhhhhhhhhh-what-mess.html' title='ARGHHHHHHHHHH what a MESS!!!!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115374303688188160</id><published>2006-07-24T22:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:10:36.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So anyway After I thought i was gonna die...</title><content type='html'>god Ive been sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since friday Ive lost 6 kilos (14ish pounds to the americans). Went to the hospital today. They sent me home 'nothing we can do - youll get over it' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I am actually feeling a bit better tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a revisit of the gastrointestinal upset I had in May. Murderous. Im surprised noone has actually died from it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I havent been blogggin much but stuff keeps getting in the way lately.&lt;br /&gt;The gurl has to go down to sydney to see a neurologist next tuesday as the one up here cant fix her.  We have been running about with that for weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a swapmeet with dad last weekend. 6 hour drive in our new (old) falcon wagon. Rained for TWO WHOLE DAYS then stopped the day the swap was actually on. Sweeeett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;too weak to type anymore seeyas soon I hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115374303688188160?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115374303688188160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115374303688188160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115374303688188160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115374303688188160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-anyway-after-i-thought-i-was-gonna.html' title='So anyway After I thought i was gonna die...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115191229334681953</id><published>2006-07-03T17:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:38:13.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff n stuff</title><content type='html'>I think my eyesight is getting better&lt;br /&gt;Everything looks a little sharper n better defined. &lt;br /&gt;i feel a bit better too. Maybe the drugs are starting to work a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought new Nikes on Saturday. As i mentioned somewhere else I have been running about in shoes 2 sizes too big. I have now rectified that. Got dead sexy new nikes (superceded model on sspecial - totally poor I never buy this generation stuff, always stuff I can get at a big dscount. Hell I have been looking at swapmeets for 2nd hand shoes even).finally  I dont run like a spaz anymore! The gurl wasnt too unhappy about me getting a pair as the last lot I got that actually FIT I bought in 2000, and I still wear them even though they are totally flogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will start to get back some of the fitness I lost through injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise eh?&lt;br /&gt;A girl on Dont Bother 6 here was assaulted by 2 of the male housemembers. Time this sad sad show was axed. Time to admit that the latest bunch are all insipid idiots.&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it - mix a bunch of stone age guys who are barely able to keep their knuckles from dragging, combined IQ smaller than their average shoe size, with too much booze (the shows' producers are to blame for that) and scantily clad young women who are about as smart as their MP3 players, and it is a surprise something like this hasnt happened before. That this show has continued so long is proof that our society is totally decadent. Remember what happened to Rome. The barbarians stormed the walls folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l8r&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115191229334681953?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115191229334681953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115191229334681953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115191229334681953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115191229334681953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/stuff-n-stuff.html' title='stuff n stuff'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115164072347651353</id><published>2006-06-30T13:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:12:03.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya find Out Something New Every Day</title><content type='html'>Doctor put me on prozac last week.&lt;br /&gt;Not cuz Im depressed or anything.&lt;br /&gt;(have been in the past, not now)&lt;br /&gt;She thinks it works well as a weight control thingy. If ya happy ya dont eat as much. Seems to be working too. Tends to suppress your appetite without removing it totally like the phentermine does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did blood tests for blood sugar levels and insulin levels. Turns out I have that type X syndrome thingo where you are insulin resistent. Type of diabetes (type 2  it seems). So I have drugs for that too. Apparently (so she says) being insulin resistent can cause both fat and muscle accretion. Which means weight gain. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Apparently resistance means the bod stores sugar as fat immediately AND when demand is made (eg running away from a lion or chasing a squash ball) fat from the stomach is supposed to be burnt once the glycogen in your ready  use stores at the muscles is used up (which happens quickly). Insulin acts to access those fat stores. But not if you have whatever it is i have :/ explains the tingling in my legs and arms at night too. &lt;br /&gt;Explains why 3 hours of exercise a day was doing exactly jackshit for weight loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lol at leas twith the prozac im pretty happy HAH. Sitting here with a stupid grin on my face like ive been smoking dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor long suffering Peugeot 505 is finally running like itself again.&lt;br /&gt;We discovered (this was a couple of weeks ago) it had a cracked insulator on a spark plug cap (similar effect to a shit plug lead) AND the dizzy cap was corroded inside one of the terminals. Different cylinders too. Amazing it was running at all. &lt;br /&gt;Sorting the timing out via trial and error over the next couple of days/weeks. Got that I think perfect on WEdnesday. As well I reset the fuel/air mixture which I think had crept into the wayyyyyyyyyyy rich zone while fiddling trying to get it runnning right. It is now idling and running better than I think at any time since we bought it. Along with his 4 new tyres n new front shocks n new front brake discs n new pads all round it doesnt know what hit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ford wagon goes for  rego on Tuesday. luckily the guvmint giives us Carers a nice handshake at this time of year so we have the money for rego and to give dad for the parts etc it needed. I think secretly dad is rather impressed with it actually. Hasnt had a bad thing to say about it so far. This from someone whos' father (my grandfather) could not say 'ford' without spitting on the ground. Yes.. I remember seeing him do it. dad has a collection of vintage chevrolets in his garage. Our fambly business involved old chevs at one stage . But come Bathurst every year (big race here in Aus fer the ferriners) we all sat down n cheered on the fords. weird shit. For as long as I can remember I have had an almost visceral reaction against supporting holden racing cars. Which is odd as I dont care one way or the other for EITHER brand. We SHOULD have been holden supporters based on our marked chevrolet preference in old cars. As renault n peugoet have almost never been eligible I had no issues there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying t odecide whether to go to a swapmeet in blacktown this weekend. Dad is going.  Probably will eh.&lt;br /&gt;My exgf n I are BOTH devestated this week. Her cuz Keith Urban got married. Me cuz Nicole kidman got married. Me not so much though. &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115164072347651353?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115164072347651353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115164072347651353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115164072347651353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115164072347651353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/ya-find-out-something-new-every-day.html' title='Ya find Out Something New Every Day'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115070760499554152</id><published>2006-06-19T18:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:00:05.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hey swingers</title><content type='html'>finally I feel human again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have every episode of Stargate SG1 to watch... nine seasons... average of 15 episodes per season... plus the Atlantis offshoot. 170 plus hours... the gurls' brother loaned them to us on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;watched up to half way through season 5 now... god my eyes are square.. but it is an interesting way to watch a show - you get to see the total development of the ideas and characters in a short space of time. Rather than watch one a week every now n then you get a good dose. Ive enjoyed it actually.  it is my favourite scifi series anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt much on during the day anyway lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the soccer heads came down with a crash last night&lt;br /&gt;as IF we could beat Brazil!!!&lt;br /&gt;beat those damned english at the rugby though at least&lt;br /&gt;payback....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now NSW needs to beat Queensland again&lt;br /&gt;N rocky youve been amazingly restrained on the subject mate... feel free... they walloped us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandered into that place.. whats it called... a gym? yeah  a gym&lt;br /&gt;today felt weird... everything was the same but different. I have lost SO much fitness this past 3 months of so what with injury and illness. Had a game of squash on the weekend. Went ok. played wednesday night n went shite. Not entirely unexpected I guess. My new shoes are good so thats a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'new' car is nearly finished. Now all we have to do is get it  registered in the gurls' name n everything is sweeeeet mate. Dad has had no trouble finding bits nor doing the repairs needed. Anyone who knows me knows I have 2 left fists with cars. I KNOW whats wrong but as for fixing it well i'm a spaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good time folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115070760499554152?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115070760499554152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115070760499554152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115070760499554152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115070760499554152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-swingers.html' title='hey swingers'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115010473938525676</id><published>2006-06-12T18:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:32:20.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week or Two</title><content type='html'>Oy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Im glad to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wwill miss the gurls' 2nd nephew n niece who both seemed to find me intriguing for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;The niece is 2 (ish) n apparently totally ignores her 2 uncles n most of whats happening. She decided to put a quilt over her head n started walking round going 'Raraaarrrrrrrrr ' with her lil hands out the sides like a monster. I said 'oh no its the quilt monster its coming to get me.....when it gets past the armchair, lounge AND coffee table!!!' (she couldnt see a damned thing under it n kept bumping into stuff). She started giggling n fell over. It was a riot. Then when we had to go to the shops she attached herself to my leg n said 'noooooo don't gooooooooo!' n i was all awwwwwwwwwwww isnt she cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy is 4 nwas a real little monster when he was a toddler. Turned out ok though. He has a mischievous grin n  impish sense of humour i reckon. Boistrous without being a pain in the butt. We took them to Donut King one day (truly expected it to be a nightmare) n they were extra well behaved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did get to see any squash played. Was too tired or, when I had the kidney stone, too doped on codeine. Did go see where Geoff Hunts' Squash Centre is though (about 3 minutes down the street from where the gurls' dad works). Didnt go in - had no time as such but I know where it is now eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought another Grays squash racket while I was down there for the princely sum of $5. N yes it is a modern one. Weird. Its an ok one too. Not shit. Also found the final racket I needed to make my old racket collection complete (for me)&lt;br /&gt;also scored a fine pair of squash shoes which actually fit me properly.&lt;br /&gt;Some numbskull shop assistant told me i took US size 12 so thats what Ive been buying my shoes at the last couple of years. Turns out Im size 10.5. Which problem has been causing much slowness on court (try short sprints n then stop n turn n accelerate the other way with shoes on that are too big youll see - but you wouldnt if you dont put the right sized shoes on) and unco-ness running on the treadmill. To the point where I actually PREFERED my ancient (well.. 5 year old) battered, laceless, heelstrapless (they both broke) old Nike air huaraches  to the newer ones I bought about 18 months ago (where I was told I was a size 12) why? cuz they ACTUALLY fit properly! So I am going to have to save some money to buy a pair of crosstrainers that actually are a 10.5 so Im not crippling myself. Hell the new adidas shoes are good. Ive played in them once already n was heaps faster and better balanced (a miracle in itself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to go to the gym this morning. It was cold. It was freezing. I drove over. the were SHUT. WTF??? Its my BIRTHDAY n they had to be shut? Just cuz it was the queens' birthdya long weekend? bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a Manly Sea Eagles jumper of my very own. suffer all of yers heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned t oa couple of people that the gurls' brother gave her a car. How cool is that. N it isntsome ancient POS. Its a 10 year old ford wagon. Ok it isnt in perfect condition. It has some stone chips across the bonnet (hood to the yanks) n the odd lil scuffy mark here n there round the body (the bro used it as a work vehicle for a while) but i think most of it will actually polish out with no trouble. Its a nice shiny metallic burgundy colour. Has tinted windows, aircon, cruise control, power front windows, a pioneer CD/tuner n lots of speakers (who cares) and it is powered by a healthy as hell sounding 4 litre six. Went like a bird on the way home. We will need t oget it registered in NSW, its at dads' at the moment getting assessed for what will be needed so far that list is limited to a sump gasket (mebbe), front discs, bonnet and rear hatch struts (they are so gone there will be photos of them under 'gone' in the dictionary). We will also need to do shocks at some point but the bro kindly has already bought all 4 shocks n gave them to us when we got the car. Not shit monroe wiley either - decent quality KYB shocks. It will need michelins at some point too but i think I will be able to pick up a set of them cheap at a swapmeet as the tyre size 205/65/15, is a real common size on Australian made vehicles. If I cant find micheys I should be able to get  higher grade  goodyears or *spit* dunlops bloody cheap at a swap. As I dont intend to drive the thing like a racecar absolute grip doesnt matter so much as longevity (it isnt my peugeot after all which gets michelins as a sort of droit de birth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a 36 hour virus which I hope NONE of you get. 12 hours talking to Hughey n shitting through a ring of fire (which unfortunately for me) took place from about 8pm one night so i got NO sleep at all, so besides being dehydrated and weak from no food and achey n miserable as hell from the bug i was also bone weary. Sucked big time to be me fer a while LOL. Glad I didnt have a stone at the same time ida been looking for someoen to shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some goon (I suspect the guy who repaired  my senior Michelin down in melbourne - it had a slow leak... hey this is an XVS which has 'made in West Germany' stamped inot it so it was made ssomething like 15 years ago n has NEVER been on the road until i got it) put something like 38PSI in each of my michelins at some point in the past 2 weeks. I was feeling so crap for most of it I hardly noticed it except when in the ford as it seemed to ride better than the peugeot (pfft i know i know what a fuggin JOKE that is  well I'm serious). I finally checked them all with MY own pressure gauge when I was finally able to see straight n stand up then bend down without falling over n promptly returned them to the pressures god, M. Michelin et M Peugeot decreed apt for a peugeot 505 - 26PIS front, 28PSI rear for town driving (raise to 28/30 for extended open road which I had done to go to melbourne) ahhhhhh thats better. NOW it is supple as a 16yo virgins .... nm ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err is that the time??&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115010473938525676?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115010473938525676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115010473938525676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115010473938525676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115010473938525676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-week-or-two.html' title='What a Week or Two'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-115007947070240231</id><published>2006-06-12T12:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:31:10.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>its me</title><content type='html'>I'm back&lt;br /&gt;I've been real sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive uninstalled stupid XP&lt;br /&gt;*spits on it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now will write more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-115007947070240231?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115007947070240231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=115007947070240231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115007947070240231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/115007947070240231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-me.html' title='its me'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114828400660831289</id><published>2006-05-22T17:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T17:46:46.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey hi (No Im not fat Albert)</title><content type='html'>nah nah nah hows the rest of the song goooooooo (hey hey hi)&lt;br /&gt;We went to a swapmeet on saturday. Shit n sticks it was cold on Saturday night. I gotta fill up my gas bottle n get a little heater attachment. I used to have one but it mysteriously vanished along with lots of my other stuff. I acquired a thermo-rest blow up matress (NOO rocky not a blow up doll I leave those to you - blonde with big tits if i remember correctly) which sorta kept the cold away from my underneath regions. But 2 jumpers, a quilt under me, a blanket AND a dooner over the top n I was still freezing my large buttoff. anyway we had an ok day on sunday (yesterday derr). Got rid of some more stuff we no longer need. Even sold a squash racket (dont die of shock now). Hell I even sold some books. Rocky just fainted you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take the girl down to Melbourne on wednesday to visit her parents for 2 weeks. She would normally fly down but there is apparently some stuff there which needs to come back here which the airlines wont take (bastards). So we drive down. I drive down in other words. Ima try to go watch some premier league squash (ahh bugger THATS what I was gonna look up online!!) while Im down there at the centre they used for the commonwealth games. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope everyone is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114828400660831289?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114828400660831289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114828400660831289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114828400660831289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114828400660831289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-hey-hi-no-im-not-fat-albert.html' title='hey hey hi (No Im not fat Albert)'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114734556697644509</id><published>2006-05-11T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:06:06.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>another day another something or other</title><content type='html'>had another session with the lad today.&lt;br /&gt;He is improving steadily. Partly poslishing of technique n partly he is feeling a bit more into it now he is training with someone who doesnt tell him he is shit every 5 seconds. Doesnt help. he is lucky too in that hhis young lady is NOT a 'hunnido' ie 'hunni do this hunni do that hunni you never spend any time with me youre always off playing *insert spport here*' note tiger woods' game dropped off after he met that bird he is doing. His dad called her a hunnido straight out. The lad has found a keeper basically - she knows when he is on the squash court he isnt out getting shit faced with his smelly mates etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the docs again tomorrow to get more codeine forte prescriptions (oh n asthma meds too) as my leg is still painful when the drugs wear off. Ive decided (lisa youll like this) to not play the two winter comps available but rather give the ole driveshaft a rest n just do some serious gym work strenghtening. Started my diet yesterday too. Again. Tired of being fat.Fat n slow. I wanna know , if Im slow its cuz Im slow not cuz I'm a fat git. Mostly though it is just TOO frustrating playing people I think fairly seriously I could  beat if I wasnt carrying the equivalent of Catherine Zeta Jones on my back (if it was HER on my back the only thing Id be complaining about is why she isnt on my front with her legs wrapped..... never mind Ima save that mental pic fer later). That means everyone in this town btw. Shit I can run em hard as it is. grrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out theres a bloke in my old home town with my name (which is a bit unusual after all) who is a traffic expert. Which I think is rather funny given I flog on about road safety sometimes here. Hell he was even involved in some stuff 2 doors up form where an exgf lived. I mean really my old stomping ground. Mebbe it is identity theft... nah.. though I did get in trouble about 15 years ago in a small town in northern NSW as there was a bloke by the same name who drove the exact same type little orange renault as I did. The number plate was only 1 digit different. The only way to tell em apart was his had roof racks. Guy was apparently a right prick too. We had heaps of trouble with the cops until i went into the copshop n told them in no uncertain terms i WASNT the guy they thought i was. Get it through yer skulls. Amazingly we didnt have any more trouble after that as they actually checked it out n issued a note pointing out that MY rego number was NOT the arsehole blokes' car but the innocent law abiding dudes'.  Cops are ok if ya give em a chance mostly. Here anyway. Unless yer a habitual crim  - then youve forfeited ya right to a fair go i reckon. Cop it sweet - yer a jerkoff anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114734556697644509?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114734556697644509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114734556697644509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114734556697644509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114734556697644509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-day-another-something-or-other.html' title='another day another something or other'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114727180261340774</id><published>2006-05-11T00:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:36:42.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm dunno what to write about here lol</title><content type='html'>cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;cant think of anything to write about&lt;br /&gt;going nuts from not playing squash pacing like a caged tiger&lt;br /&gt;like a tiger like a tiger&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;br /&gt;*makes paws batting screen motion with hand*&lt;br /&gt;damnit&lt;br /&gt;Oh god *vomit*I was near forced t owatch 10 minutes of Dont Bother tonight&lt;br /&gt;This is what passes for entertainment on TV these days. The same semi-hysterical late teen/early twenties twittering braindead females you can see EVERY FUCKING DAY at the shops twittering on into their stupid mobile fones  to their stupid twittering friends about shit noonegives a flying fuck about hissing cattily about who what where so n so did said thought caty catty bitch bitch meow.&lt;br /&gt;Even the guys on the show had the good grace to just stand there looking bemused and in turn disgusted at the moronic display the girls turned on. &lt;br /&gt;Idiots&lt;br /&gt;My god anyone would think they were working on a cure for death.&lt;br /&gt;News flash. It isnt that important. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I love my squash n flog on about it 24/7 if i get the chance but shit is is just a game it isnt the cure for the worlds' ills.&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing that most likely one of those brain dead twits will walk away with a million bucks for being an annoying little fucking drama queen. &lt;br /&gt;We want a new show&lt;br /&gt;One where someone (me) wanders about with camera crew in tow n daily selects some fucking moron to be taken out the back of some quiet place, punched stupid while being told 'wake up to yourself  shitwit' then left to fuggin WALK home with a sign which would read 'dont pick me up unless you enjoy spending time with a moron'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for the Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;All Hail Homer&lt;br /&gt;homer homer homer (The chant of the church of the fat bald one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally got up from bed cuz i smelt smoke. After ascertaining (nice word that doesnt get used enough) that my blue heeler hadnt learnt how to start fires I put it down to the many wood fires going as winter is fast approaching n its getting cold.&lt;br /&gt;poor bloke. He is in pain some from where he had the plate put in his back leg as a 4-5 month old pup. Mind you he doesnt mind the cold - used to sleep in the snow. But i think he might have a touch of arthritis maybe. Ima get some celery salt n start adding it to his food again as it seemed to work well last winter. The glucosamine tablets are helping too. Lucky for him he goes to visit nanny n poppy on sunday for 3 or 4 weeks. He loves my father. Its a bit warmer where they are so it should be good for his leg. The gurl is gonna make him a super doopa dog coat while he is away so he will be nice n snug. Might see if there are some tablets I can give him (pain killers for dogs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is a week since i was told no squash n I disobeyed on tuesday cuz I coach the no.6 in the state under 19 tuesdays n thursdays. I didnt do any running though kept my role fairly static this time. Normally we punch it around for an hour or so then get into the guts of it. I have a theory that if you practice it a bit tired you will know how to do it when you are tired in a match. The ole brain will say like 'oh yeah I can do this'. As neither of us has been particularly well lately its been easy to get tired lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp i think I might be able to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114727180261340774?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114727180261340774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114727180261340774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114727180261340774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114727180261340774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmm-dunno-what-to-write-about-here-lol.html' title='hmm dunno what to write about here lol'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114713337835821256</id><published>2006-05-09T09:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T10:09:38.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Miners</title><content type='html'>Hope they don't get those miners out JUUUUUUUUST yet&lt;br /&gt;We could do with getting rid of another couple of pompous self-aggrandising so called journalists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously hoping today is the day! They must be getting a touch smelly down there eh. Probably hungry too. a little? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know who was wheeling that poor little Sophie across the road n did she leave her seeing eye dog at home? Poor kid. TWICE now minding her own business (she is too young to be anything but cute) n gets cleaned up by a car. Neither time running out in front unexpectedly etc. Gotta think someone somewhere doesnt like her :/ I cant believe you could MISS seeing a tonne n a half of motor car bearing down on you. Though it happens every day - watch idiots cross the road head down bum up 'if i cant see it it doesnt exist'. Youd THINK ANYONE wheeling that poor little girl around would be like the definition of paranoid crossing roads  n walking on footpaths n ANYWHERE not 4 or 5 rooms back from the front of the house. Basically ANYWHERE it was even possible for the girl to get hit by a car again (for those who dont know she was i htink asleep at her pre-school/kindergarten when an old guy had a heart attack at the wheel n came straight through the front of the kindy. She got burned and generally fucked up, i think lost her legs too. Poor little thing she was always cheerful n bouncy. Ok Im getting all choked up here believe it or not. Felt sory fer the bloke who had a heartattack too. Seemed to be a bit of an attempt to demonise him cuz his ticker gave out. hell wasnt like he was drunk/stoned/stupid/speeding etc he had a fucking coronary - Im sure he didnt wake up n think 'today i get me some preschoolers'). Ok the driver the 2nd time round probably needs to be charged - but the person doing the pram pushing should be charged with bloody negligence too. I remember at Stay Upright (motorcycle training) we were ALWAYS told 'doesnt matter who is in the right or the wrong when it is YOU laying on the road bleeding not the guy in the car/bus/truck - you are responsible for your OWN safety' Same applies here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with brain dead poeple letting their kids run screaming across the road to school ? You too fucking lazy to walk them over yourself?? I mean its another 30 metres MAYBE. And what the fuck is wrong with letting them walk down YOUR side of the road to the perfectly good crossing lights OUTSIDE the damn school? Same distance. But with lights. Crossing. Good. Yep. Nearly cleaned up a little boy last week who simply did not look. Did not stop. his mum wasnt even WATCHING him cross the road she was too busy lighting a cigarette n screaming abuse at some other kid who appeared to not be misbehaving. The hide of him. THEN the little prat turned around n RAN BACK OUT n near got smashed by the car coming the other way (I had already stopped n was waiting cuz i had a sneaking suspicion he would do exactly what he ended up doing). So TWICE out from between parked cars. Twice near skittled. Both times WWE (the drivers) would have been hauled off to court to explain ourselves. When clearly the damn mother needed to get her head out of her arse, stop getting pissed before 9am n take some notice of the rest of the world. Grrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;No it would have been MY fault cuz I'm in a tonne of motorcar n couldnt A) SEE the 3 feet tall urchin below the bonnet line when he ran out 4 feet in front of me n B) couldnt STOP under those circumstances. Well it is just bloody lucky for that kid I saw his brother/friend whatever on the other side turn round n call him over so I hit the brakes on spec. just in case in other words. The litle prick had the nerve to glare at me like it was my fault he near got squished. Arseholes.&lt;br /&gt;Noone teaches anyone to have even any BASIC responisbility for their own actions anymore. Like crossing the road. That is your parents responsibility not mine. Fuck ya I dont know ya. YOU are the one gonna be laying on the road shitwit not me. I might lose my licence for a while (but given I have  apretty fair driving record probably not cuz i DO after all care for a disabled person)- youll still be pretty fucked up. Not like I was drunk, stoned or speeding either. My car has near new brakes, disc and pads on the front n pads on the rear, new front dampers AND struts, new michelin tyres all round, all the lights n controls work as per manufacturers specs, AND most important of all I dont drive around with my head up my arse. I constantly amazed HSVgirl with the shit i spot on the sides of the road n up driveways etc. I see (and swerve for) little frogs on the road in the pouring rain at night fer Athene' sake. Hell HSV didnt believe they existed until one cold wet night i STOPPED n SHOWED her the little froggy trying desperately to get to the other side fo the road where the water was cleaner n deeper n just well better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situational awareness it is called. Some people (like me) just have it. Most need to bloody practice it. Why? Cuz youre in charge of a heap of bloody steel is why. a ballistic object. Pedestrians need to develop it too cuz you ARENT a heap of steel. A heap of steel CAN however turn you into a ballistic object. A very bloody n floppy ballistic object.&lt;br /&gt;Get with the programme. Get your eyes open n stop doing shit in your car    or crossing the road , that isnt either watching or controlling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah &lt;br /&gt;natural selection will still weed out the idiots. N good on it I say just dont use ME n my peugeot as an instrument of that selection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114713337835821256?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114713337835821256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114713337835821256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114713337835821256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114713337835821256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/miners.html' title='Miners'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114708106457472237</id><published>2006-05-08T18:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:29:31.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Live n let live eh</title><content type='html'>'It has taken almost 2,000 years, but those who worship the 12 gods of ancient Greece have finally triumphed. An Athens court has ordered that the adulation of Zeus, Hera, Hermes, Athena and co is to be unbanned, paving the way for a comeback of pagans on Mount Olympus.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Eustathios Kollas, who presides over the community of Greek priests, said: "They are a handful of miserable resuscitators of a degenerate dead religion who wish to return to the monstrous dark delusions of the past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Zeus kicks that pricks' arse with a thunderbolt!&lt;br /&gt;I'd say Father Eustathios needs to get a life. Stop wearing a dress, smelling incense, shave ya beard n stop insulting people. When your own religion is near enough to 2000 years old its a little hypocritical refering to a 3000yo one as a '...monstrous dark delusion of the past' I say well what the fuck is YOURS then?&lt;br /&gt;I note that in Greece you can be christian, muslim or jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is ok to worship a 2000 year old god&lt;br /&gt;A 1400 year old god&lt;br /&gt;A 4000 year old (plus... who really knows) god.&lt;br /&gt;So does the Ole Eustathios think the jews are prey to these monstrous dark delusions from the past?&lt;br /&gt;Does Eustathios enjoy shitting all over the ancient religion of his forefathers? Obviously so. I say good on the Greek high Court! All the christians have done for Greece was build a whole bunch of shitty little churches across the landscape, make Greek women wear black 24/7 and generally cause their lives to be bloody miserable. Seems all christians are good for is making people bloody miserable. &lt;br /&gt;All the muslims have done is damn near DESTROY the Acropolis. Thanks. Thanks for using the Parthenon for target practice. Thanks for storing explosives there. Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I burn meat from the bull to Posidaio and offer vegetables to Athene that they grant me happiness and the wisdom not to piss off too many of my fellow humans just because Im a narrow minded brain damaged jerkoff who thinks my way is the ONLY way. Oh yeah... thats right im not a fundimentalist christian or muslim my bad. &lt;br /&gt;The only wine I keep is for libations to the gods. &lt;br /&gt;People DO look at you funny when you say you worship the old gods. I kinda enjoy the uncertain look they get. &lt;br /&gt;I also thoroughly enjoyed Ole Eustathios' claim that worship of the gods was a 'poisonous new age practice' . NEW AGE??? You twat. OLD age maybe. These are gods who were gods 1500 years before your god was conceived by the liar Paul as a way of perverting judaism. Hell even Julius Caesar was worshipped ad dium before yours Etatos (thatd be about how his name would come out in linear B). Poisonous hah !!!What exactly poisoned the Roman empire? Ahh yes... weakened from within by the insidious spread of a poisonous sect dedicated to fucking about with the NEXT life rather than getting on with the one at hand. And yes I know it wasnt the only cause. But it sure didnt help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the claims of satanism well this is typical. Demonise it then you can burn the adherents. Or drown them. Or whatever else the demonically possessed superstitious dickheads can think of in the name of the church and 'god'. Interestingly religious persecution was invented by the christians. Didnt happen before they showed up. Only THEY were harrassed for political reasons - not religious. THEY got started on the religious persecutions. bastards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let people worship who they want to worship. We can then all sit back smuggly thinking we are the only ones going to heaven or paradise or the elesian  fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...&lt;br /&gt;got that off my chest eh.&lt;br /&gt;Missing squash tonight.. nervous nervous twitchingggggg with the jumping n the moving  n the not SITTING still. (thats my Prfessor Frink impression btw)&lt;br /&gt;Hope my mate does betterr filling in for me than he did last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the logies wankfest is over for another year. Now we can recover from watching overpaid over pampered show business people fawning over each other n telling each other how talented they are n how wonderful they are etc etc. *gag* Talk about self absorbed self obsessed self pleasuring ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is totally on the ball lol Today I went out twice i nthe space of about 3 minutes. The first time I had a teeshirt on. the second time I had a sloppy joe on over the top. When he spotted me he was all 'ima DO you jimmy who tha f you think you are in MY yard' then got to about to bite my ankle stage n you could see him think 'shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhit its the boss' n he pulled up real sharp. Now the looks this dog can give youd be forgiven for thinking I beat him within  an inch of hislife on a regular basis. Not. He gets the odd tap on the nose when he is REALLY naughty but thats about all. He had that total 'dont hit me massa' look today lol. I gave him a rub behind the ears. &lt;br /&gt;The gurl often says 'if it came down to me or the dog the dog would win eh' to which I say 'of course - I have known my dog since he was 6 weeks old - he is the only person I trust unreservedly who isnt direct family' He never runs away. He never gets shitty with me. He wouldnt dream of leaving me for someone else. When the exwife left he didnt even NOTICE she was gone. top dog that&lt;br /&gt;love me love my dog&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114708106457472237?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114708106457472237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114708106457472237&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114708106457472237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114708106457472237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/live-n-let-live-eh.html' title='Live n let live eh'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114689032762982249</id><published>2006-05-06T14:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T14:38:47.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so Blofels do you expect me to talk? No Mr Bond expect you to DIE</title><content type='html'>Or what the Australian Rugby League team said to the New Zealand team while running on last night.&lt;br /&gt;What was that? yes 50 -12 that WAS the score. That shoullld shut the friggin kiwis up claiming theyre the best in the world for a bit. I mean yes yes yes your lot  beat us once in a while *yawn* but it think the respective standings are like 200 - 5 to us for n agin so where you get off thinking youre the best is something of a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like those knobhead south africans claiming to be the world champions at test cricket when (read it slowly) since theyve been readmitted to test cricket they HAVE NEVER BEATEN us in a test series. NEVER. Suck on it. I think our lot shut you the HELL up IN SA recently didnt we? yeah. 3 nil wasnt it? yeah. A win here n there dont make you number one. Just like beating ME at squash when I'm doped to the eyeballs on codeine, have 3 teeth screaming for mercy, a broken rib, kidney stones and torn calf muscles is no reason to act like yer shit dont stink every time I say gday to ya (you know who you are though youll likely never read this lol). Hell... I reckon I could near beat Geoff Hunt meself if he had that list of afflictions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regular reader (love joo to def Lisa bebe) will note Ive changed the name slightly. &lt;br /&gt;I came to the conclusion that telling people I didnt give a crap what they thought may not be encouraging them to leave comments. Ok ok Im a little slow sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching adverts for that stupid show 'Lost' I am STILL waiting for them to start looking like they have been stuck on an Island for the better part of 6 months now. The fat guy is STILL fat. Go figure. Mebbe diets DONT work.  Noone seems to be coming down with any illnesses from vitamin deficiencies, noone seems to have the infected cuts n scratches etc youd expect. Heck they look like fit well fed people in tatty clothing. Oh right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Bother 6 has started again. Louder, stupider and more often than even before (I know I know hard to believe eh). So theres chennel 10 gone for a while. Thank GOOOD they dont put that horrid Australian Idol on at the same time - I dont think I could stand two dogs or tugs off or whatever the HELL his name is AND the two twittering morons form Idol as well (I am of course talking in advert form only as I refuse to WATCH them) thank god for the Simpsons and Futurama. Theyre the only decent things on 10 at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We washed the dog yesterday. DAMN she gets dirty considering shes an inside mutt! Half the dog disappeared down the plughole (no there was no evil cat flushing the dog away as per  'Meet The Fockers' it was all dirt). &lt;br /&gt;dogs are funny as hell when it comes to bath time eh? They HATE HATE HATE water n soap with a passion. Once it is over n done with however they tear arse about flat out having the time of their lives they feel that good. Youd think theyd associate 'bath' with WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Im clean Im mean Im a fast doggy machine!!!!!!!!!!!!. My blue heeler just sits there with this 'I thought you were my best friend n you do THIS to me!!' look on his face. He seems to know that struggling only prolongs the agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I have to not play squash for a week or two the doctor said yesterday :/ Already going nuts. Rang round telling people who needed telling so replacements could be arranged. Getting twitchy. Luckily she gave me gooooooooood drugs for the pain *sigh*. *relax* mmmmm yeah floating flooooooating   damn baby yeah.codeine nnnnnnnnnice  couldnt give me pethadine *grumble* I said oh you can just jab me in the butt with a needle I know you cant prescribe it. She agreed peth was wonderful stuff - last time she had it she enjoyed wandering through her garden looking at the flowers ROFL . My doc is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need sugar so Im outa here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KASSI WHERE ARE YOUOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU  being 'away' on MSN is NOT exactly 'being' online damnit. People are worried. Questions may be asked in parliament.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114689032762982249?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114689032762982249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114689032762982249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114689032762982249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114689032762982249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-blofels-do-you-expect-me-to-talk-no.html' title='so Blofels do you expect me to talk? No Mr Bond expect you to DIE'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114652766029870706</id><published>2006-05-02T08:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T09:54:20.483+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid adverts 540897</title><content type='html'>So now Nissan wants me to drive a Nissan Moron scuse me Moroni. &lt;br /&gt;I am sure some stupid highly educated person looked this word up n found it means 'super driving person with large/attractive/tight awe inspiring genitalia who is instantly attractive to the other sex' but to me it means youre a BERK driving a MORON car. Really Nissan I do hope it is successful for you - i mean how many car companies are altruistic enough to build a car just for morons so the REST of us know to stay the fuck away from them?&lt;br /&gt;More Nissan bashing... So you want to buy a Nissan Tiida eh?&lt;br /&gt;Well herrrrres your checklist according to their advert...&lt;br /&gt;Middle-aged female? check&lt;br /&gt;dumb as a box of hammers? check&lt;br /&gt;sex totally on the brain? check&lt;br /&gt;likes driving while using a mobile phone without hands free? check&lt;br /&gt;Slut? check&lt;br /&gt;Want a car with such poor ride you orgasm going over speed humps? check&lt;br /&gt;So Nissan have built a car for middle-aged female sluts.&lt;br /&gt;Walk in n say 'Id like to test drive a Tiida thanks' n according to their own advertising you must be a middleaged slut.&lt;br /&gt;Forget EVERY OTHER DEMOGRAPHIC just middleaged slut. Sell it there guys. Might pick up a root while you close the deal. On the desk. Checking the back seat room. Checking the headroom.&lt;br /&gt;for those wondering the advert features Kim Cattrell reprising her role in sex and the city (a show which made me vomit the couple of times i was forced to watch it)having an orgasm driving over a speed hump in a nissan tiida while talking on a phone. Hope she was WELL paid to look like  moron.&lt;br /&gt;The new Telstra advert for 1c texting... says 'our customers are inconsiderate dickheads who incur the wrath of both co-workers and fellow travellers on a daily and continual basis. If you fit this description youll love our texting service'&lt;br /&gt;N whats with Lexus new advert for their IS250? Bulls merging into the car? Are they trying to tell us theyve taken over Lambourghini? whats that all about? Then some wanker   telling us about symbiosis or some such crap. The ONLY cow i want in my car is hide on my seats (n even THEN I am not too keen on leather it is slippery n gets rather hot). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flat refuse to give money to companies who think it is SMART to tell their customers 'youre a fucking idiot - give us your money' well screw you hippies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another win last night. Woohoo. Played the same bloke I played last wednseday. Same result. 3-1. He got a few more points  this time cuz I have a pulled left calf muscle n my left ear is FULL of some sort of clear liquid (NOT water kassi i can hear ya thinking) as I have a middle ear infection which I just cannot shake. I did well being on the court actually :/ Couldnt move much. Luckily I have lots of experience not being able to move much on the court from when I was REALLY fat n not going to the gym every 2nd day (Ive slacked off since I got tendonitis in the shoulder, sprained wrist, sprained ankle) Oh n I ressprained my wrist last night too. Dunno what I did but it hurt it hurt when I came off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha  Hah you should see the bruise I have on my right flank just below the ribs. No HSV hasnt been belting me. In a wickly funny twist a door WAS actually the culprit! Poor maligned doors (as distinct from misaligned). Well this one (study door) was  3/4 open when the  cellphone rang. Thinking it could be the Prime Minister wanting my advice i sprang up n bolted for the lounge room bouncing gracefully off the metal door knob on my way through the doorway. Bounced off it into the door jamb ,knocked half a shelf of books n sundry other shite onto the floor, tripped over the umbrella when it fell down , then stumbled headfirst into the dining suite outside the study door (it makes sense if you see our place - the study is off the dining room as I say it makes sense if you see our place). To ad insult to injury I missed the call. To ad insult to insult it wasnt from the P.M.! damnit. Luckily it was only my head that hit the leg of the dining table n into the chairs - not something important.&lt;br /&gt;HSV sits there sometimes going like 'whatd you do to get that bruise?' *Idunno* 'whered that one come from ?' *ionno*'that one?' *shrugwho knows* etc etc . I play a sport where you get rackets flailing about, elbows, pushes etc you get bruises, you get broken noses, you get cuts all over your face, you get stuff happen. Ive seen guys run headfirst into the wall full belt. Ok  they were idiots. But it DOES happen. Ok so it isnt footy but ya still get some unexpected injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was happy to read kassis son is moving up the ranks in BMX riding go you good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is the ANZAC test Australia V New Zealand... bastards revenge is coming for the tri-nations. Oh yeah n how sweet.. Waratahs beat the Highlanders in the super 14 heh heh heh go tahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm alone in saying this but GOD I find our current touring car racing BORING. It is so precessional it makes me wanna cry. WHEN they do pass  it is as if they cannot help running into each other. I remember the 80s when drivers could actually outbrake someone without leaning on them n the person being outbraked wouldnt get all 3 stooges 'oh yeah a wise guy eh? well i orta..' BANG into the back of the passing car smash into the side doors. N the bloke doing the passing gets the penalty!!! what     the    fuck? &lt;br /&gt;Ditch the control tyre. Ditch the MUST have pitstops, Ditch the pace car its blatantly unfair. I never thought Id say this.. sack Colin Bond as driving standards officer he needs a bloody seeing eye dog. Let more than TWO brands compete. I dont drive a fucking holden. I dont drive a fucking Ford (though ok ive had 2 the shame the shame). Like a significant section of society I drive a decent car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id like to see hsv holdens   against subaru wrxs up against peugeot 307gtis against bmw M3s etc etc. Group A in other words. Damned fine racing that was. Cept the poor poor widdle local guys were getting beat sometimes n had a widdle cwy n big bad mummy CAMS sent the other kids home without any supper so holden n ford had the sandpit all to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;ANd another thing. this is the AUSTRALIAN touring car championship. Fuck off going to CHINA hell if i know why they go to new zealand (though that is slightly more understandable than china). Hell withthe middle east. Race tracks in Australia have a hard enough time then you go taking tHEIR race offshore. There are THREE ATCC rounds now AUSTRALIANS cant go watch. Im not talking about rich assholes i mean the poor   dumb shits who think holdens n fords are gods answer to motoring orgasm (when we all know a blowjob at 160KPH is gods answer etc etc). Screw them they can get their OWN touring car series. Last time I looked china wasnt in australia. N New Zealand very clearly told us they didnt wanna be involved with us (then why oh why are so many of the buggers over here collecting the dole -piss off home ya  bludgers).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114652766029870706?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114652766029870706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114652766029870706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114652766029870706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114652766029870706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-adverts-540897.html' title='stupid adverts 540897'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114613213109674282</id><published>2006-04-27T19:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:02:12.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I won!</title><content type='html'>Played two matches on wednesday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the first as expected (the bloke ALWAYS gets one damned game off of me damnit cept when i am REALLY trying hard)&lt;br /&gt;Then I went down to the main game. Guy Ive never beaten. BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG hitter. Smashes it. Lost the first, looked up at the captain of our team n said 'well I'm playing as well as Ive played since I started playing again - this is the best I can do n it simply isnt good enough' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then won the next 3 straight 9-4, 9-3, 9-2. Won going AWAY. As HIS captain was overheard saying to him after game 2 ' he plays a high risk /high reward style of squash - when its on its on DONT play him at his game' heh. &lt;br /&gt;He tried matching it stroke play fer strokeplay n couldnt do it. &lt;br /&gt;God it felt good. This is the bloke who smashed me 9-5, 9-3, 9-2 in the forst round when I was sick as a dog. Felt good. Especially as i felt like id been hit by a truck going into the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing form. Whenever i feel super I play like shit. Its like ya a bit high or something n cuz I feel so good (compared to normal) I think I dont concentrate anywhere near as hard as I should. Make silly mistakes. When I feel sore n achey all over I play extra well I think cuz I concentrate super hard. Last night I felt almost indestructable on the court. I knew I couldnt run down EVERY shot he hit so I quickly chose if i thought i could A reach it n B was it worth the effort?. If the answer to B was hell no I didnt try to run it down. My trouble is inertia due to my stupid weight. Once I get GOING I move as quick as anyone. Its the GETTING going that is the trouble. And going forward up the court I seem to find troublesome. Always have. So I make a choice with what shots to chase n what not to. I realised today that in game one (lost 9-5) I made a conscious choice to force rallies deep down my backhand side. Normally 2 righthanders both go at it down THEIR backhands (lefty forehand) n the pattern remains when they play us lefties - consequently we get lots of forehand practice (pattern also holds when 2 lefties play - unconsciously we are used t oplaying down the forehand court all the time). So I decided to MAKE the game rotate down my backhand side - even though it exposed me to my opponents' formidable forehand drives. I think my subconscious knew I could beat him there if i could frustrate his drives to length. Which I did in the second game - also I switched the play annoying back n forth to my forehand to try to break up his confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I also murdered EVERY (well almost) serve he delivered to my backhand with poetic crosscourt volley nick kills, firm straight volley drops n delicate little cross n straight drops off serves I couldnt volley - to the point where he KNEW if he won the rally his serve was gonna get the treatment -which made his serves WORSE to my delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm well chuffed&lt;br /&gt;I played as well as I think it is possible for me to play last night n i DONT feel sore n sorry today. It feels nice to have finally put together a total game - running n moving unhindered n without serious restriction of breathing through asthma, hitting shots the way they should be hit, whether aggressive attacking strokes or positional play, knowing when I DID play a poor tactical shot or a rare mis-hit why it happened n how to avoid it again. N I didnt get cranky at anything. THAT shows me I was actually concentrating on the GAME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to do it the same every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the weight is sloooowly hovering its way downward. Again. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the cardiologist on monday. The doc SAYS the cardio said there was nothing wrong. So I says well why does he wanna see me then? Couldnt answer. doh&lt;br /&gt;He put me on one aspirin a day which is a blood thinner. Dope. Aspirin is contra-indicated for asthmatics. Which is why Ive been sucking on my ventolin (salbutimol) so much lately. Happily though I am getting better sleep since the doc changed my evening prventer to one with no ventolin in it as it acts as a sort of 'upper' making it hard to sleep. So that is good as my regular reader will remember I was going slowly crazy for  a while there. &lt;br /&gt;I figure there cant be tooooooo much wrong as I suspect Ida dropped dead by now with the amount of squash Ive been playing lately. enough so that Ive decided to rest from squash from today (thursday) until mebbe sunday arvo or even up to comp on monday night. Just go to the gym in the mornings n work on the weight loss n cardio vascular etc. Reason being When I got to the courts last night I could barely lift my arm it was so sore. Once I got playing it was ok but b4 n after sucked. Simply too much i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow mebbe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114613213109674282?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114613213109674282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114613213109674282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114613213109674282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114613213109674282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-won.html' title='I won!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114560715406379548</id><published>2006-04-21T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:12:34.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>is this blog eviiiiiiiiiil??</title><content type='html'>Well lets see if THIS one takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been trying to make a blog entry for on n off fer about 2 weeks now. Stupid thing. Keeps cancelling the damn entry or the server shits or my connexion quits BAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its ANZAC day on Tuesday. Who is with me? Ima go egg Stockland Mall cuz theyre gonna be OPEN from 1pm. Bastards. Is NOTHING sacred anymore??&lt;br /&gt;I remember  (cue music n think old fart remembering ) car yards which opened on ANZAC Day would have  loads of people driving by throwing cartons of eggs on the displaying cars. Shops which dared open would get the ole ring their number from a phone booth n leave it off the hook treatment. Do it from 3 phoneboothes n most  small businesses had no phones (here in Australia the receiver of a call hanging up does absolutely zip - only the caller can terminate the call). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they think its ok to  'honour our fallen by not opening until 1pm' screw you fascist pigs. STAY FUGGIN SHUT n go down to the RSL n buy a digger a beer yah carns. Australia Day we couldnt give  shit what ya do - but STAY SHUT ON ANZAC DAY you twats.&lt;br /&gt;There was a 'battlefield detectives' episode on last night in which a geologist who has obviously been bitten by the history bug 'discovered something which may revolutionise study of the Gallipoli campaign' - to whit - terrain played a major role in the Turkish victory. &lt;br /&gt;Like noone before him had EVER had the brains to notice what a SHITE place it was to try to land troops in the face of enemy fire. The historian from the royal military college n the Turkish historians were clearly just humouring the burk. It was like they were all saying 'well DERRR just fuggin LOOK at it willya' under their breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orright&lt;br /&gt;anyone heard from kassi?&lt;br /&gt;Um I gonna huve to gut on to the NZ pulice wubsite n ruport her mussing??&lt;br /&gt;(*choke* *gasp* couldnt help mysulf surry) I miss talking to my kiwi bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still hobbling about from wednsday night - played three matches practically back to back. Had a red hot go in all three too. NOW i remember what my legs felt like after lots of work. Hot baths, 2 visits to the gym, lignament, none of it has helped - ima bite the bullet tonight n have half a codeine tablet to settle it down a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a little town up near Cessnock on monday morning where a market day was being held. Couldnt believe the number of people who showed up as this was really the middle of NOWHERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to you lot soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114560715406379548?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114560715406379548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114560715406379548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114560715406379548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114560715406379548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/is-this-blog-eviiiiiiiiiil.html' title='is this blog eviiiiiiiiiil??'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114479975549284548</id><published>2006-04-12T08:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T09:55:55.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes I wonder if there really is a god</title><content type='html'>Im not talking about yer standard judaeo/christian offering. Dont really know what I mean exactly, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you stand on the tee   at sunrise n watch it peep over the shoulders of the hills on the other side of the lake, wait for the various species of cockatoos to do their worship the sun thing,then hit a perfect drive straight down the middle picture perfect n hear the gunshot crack of the perfect  1 wood shot then perrrhaps there is some sort of god out there. I think he plays golf. I think she plays golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no god. If there were I would not be so ill-equipped to play squash. My legs are too short. My reflexes are too slow. I simply cannot hit the damn ball anywhere near as hard as I want to. I wouldnt be shortsighted.  I would have a lot more  fast twitch muscle fibres. I would be able to run all day without getting tired. Sweat wouldnt shit me shit me shit meeeeeeeee. Everyone tells me Ive 'got the shots' whatever that means to them - to me it means bloody hard work on a daily basis - I have no natural ability you see. So I think there may be some form of impish mischievious demon (in the non satanic sense) who enjoys these sorts of practical jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I cannot hit the ball as hard as the top pros. Hell I cant hit it as hard as the top guys where I play. Shits me bad that do. God is a funny guy/gal/EBE, though, Ive stood on the same driving range with one of Australia's top golf pros, with same bucket of crappy red striped driving range balls aiming at the same distance marker 270 metres away n hit it just the same as the pro. Infact I got bored n started hitting the 300 metre sign. Which he couldnt reach. Drive for show they say. Generally people who cant drive. I always said back ' I'll take my 2 putts n be happy Ive taken ONE shot to reach where you are in 4 - so what if you one putted woohoo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I could probably be pretty good at a game I play once a year these days if Im lucky. But started playing too old n late - didnt pick up a club til I was 24. But I am eternally frustrated at the game I actually love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna buy into the 'why would god preate hurricanes etc' argument as they are understandable naturally occuring phemonena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok picking on TV time again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  don't watch Threshold - if I wanna see alien conspiracy shit on TV I go get an old X-files tape cuz atleast Scully has gorgeous tits.&lt;br /&gt;But this struck me in the TV guide this week. Some guy in the show gets turned into an alien/human hybrid  buy (get this its a HOOT) EATING some alien dna. Right. &lt;br /&gt;I eat cow DNA every day nearly. *checks for horns* no not that one. heh no I think I am maintaining my essential humanness. Apparently eating alien DNA is enough to mutate your own DNA. Quite. Here is a tip shitwits. It might make you a little SICK cuz your body hasnt evolved to PROCESS it as food but I'm pretty sure any DNA you injest will be unhappy at BEST when it hits the hydrochloric acid in your stomach. At LEAST the X-files had top scientists working for 50 years to combine human and alien DNA to try to make a hybrid. That was somewhat buyable in the 'ok its the X-Files I'll suspend disbelieve a touch' vein. But EATING DNA ? please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N  they keep rehashing that old bloody 'Bermuda Triangle' crap up too. Someone should follow the footnotes one day it gets interesting.One author quotes another who quotes the first author round n round it goes. In the bullshit books I mean. I mean seriously. That area of the Atlantic is KNOWN for the od hurricane once in a while. You think the odd ship might not go down in the ODD storm? wow what a concept. I wish I could remember the name of the book I read when I was about 25 which totally put it in perspective for me. The guy actually went n traced EVERY so-called 'famous' incident. What you read or see portrayed on tv isnt ever what really happened. If the story starts  'It was a bright sunny day when they set out to go fishing'  then 'they' were either half  tanked idiots sailing out in the eye of a hurricane or it was right on dusk n a bloody great storm was about to hit. The one I remember clearest was about the ship the Marine Sulphur Queen. Wow it 'mysteriously vanished' one day. Yep loaded with suphur. Yep in rough seas. Yep people heard a 'mysterious' explosion out to sea. Yep the thing BLEW UP. Yep that class of ship had a HABIT of blowing up. What a 'mystery'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;douchebags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to believe that   bigfoot exists though. &lt;br /&gt;I think the yeti is a rare form of tibetan bear which has been hyped out of all recognition by western media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the loch ness monster is a giant otter&lt;br /&gt;I mean really&lt;br /&gt;There simply isnt enough biomass to support a breeding population of large dinosaur like creatures. besides. You think they wouldnt be found easily enough with sonar n a sunny afternoon? Derr. We can find submarines in the OCEAN pretty easy n they are actively trying to hide.A lake is just not the same in volume terms. OK mebbe the great lakes in america or lake Baikal theyre pretty damned big. But really. I think a giant otter at about 6 or 7 feet tip to tail would look pretty damned impressive to someone who had been indulging scotlands other famouos export.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114479975549284548?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114479975549284548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114479975549284548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114479975549284548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114479975549284548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/sometimes-i-wonder-if-there-really-is.html' title='sometimes I wonder if there really is a god'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114467510763738108</id><published>2006-04-10T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:18:27.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray for me</title><content type='html'>Well thats ONE monkey off my back at last!&lt;br /&gt;I finally beat the one woman at squash Ive been gritting n grinding my teeth about fer 2 years. Sick n tired of playing 5 set matches against her n losing in 5. Shit me shit me good it did well I finally did it i beat HER in 5. I think injuries aside, I have gotten over the voodoo curse that was hovering over me whenever I played her. Now I just have to beat that damn doctor (another 'shit here comes a 5 setter' n yeah likewise i get up 2-0 n lose in 5 go figure :/ ) n the voodoo curses will be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know some ppl you arent gonna beat unless there is something wrong eh. One of the girls I play with is 20ish, super fit n hits the ball rather nicely. I can stay with her to about 3-3 in the first game after which I'm basically knackered n she wins easily. Fitness... *sigh* No annoyance at losing to Lisha - shes fitter n faster than me. When I lose to someone who is fitter but simply not as good a player I get the shits with myself though.  when I was 20 I cant remember dropping more than a couple of points to ANY woman I played. too fit, too fast, hit the ball too well. would that I could now :/ But atleast now ive got that monkey off my back anyway. Its generally the way though eh. Theres always someone you SHOULD be able to beat pretty easy n ya cant but once you crack it you wonder what the fuss was about. Theres a guy at one centre i play at i beat him 3-0 he beats me 3-0 n when we catch each other when we are BOTH playing either well or shit it goes to 5 n take ya pick who wins. His ssheer fitness balances out my shot playing or my strokeplay works him enough that I try his fitness. When I am ON my game n he isnt mooving as well as normal i flog him - when I am struggling with ball control n he is wizzing around the court he flogs me. Swings n roundabouts. I dont mind losing in that situation. It is always a good game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another 2 hours on the court tomorrow with the Number 6 ranked under 19 in NSW (New South Wales for the illiterate). I coach him twice a week - Tuesdays n Thursdays. He is obviously able to beat me blind at  the moment as he hits the ball well n moves like lightning. Bastard. Nah he is a good lad actually. Hasnt got his head quite as far up his arse as most 19yos. I havent got much I can teach him about ball striking - he does that well enough. just working on attitude, training aspects n drilling him on the basics which can be easily forgotten under pressure. I know I can do ok with this as the victim (he whom I havent mentioned in a while) has actually started winning tough games in our local comp. Games which 12 months ago he would have lost easily. I can see the improvement in his game. N I know it is mostly down to the work we have done over the last 12 months. He is a far better player now than he was then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another Easter is around the corner n as usual the good ole christians have forgotten it is basically passover for our jewish friends. &lt;br /&gt;Ive always found it remarkable that we (I come from christian background) stole an enormous volume of lore n straight out history from the jewish people n claimed it seemingly as the birhtright of western europe (intriguing that in itself) but then this is the self same culture that for a 1600 or so years thought pogroms were just so much fun for the whole family. So its ok to steal their heritage but it isnt ok to respect their right to exist? Seems whacky to me. For the sake of the moonbat religious nutters who are all there muttering 'they killed jesus' well they didnt. Last time I checked crucifixion was a particularly ITALIAN punishment. I was gonna say peculiarly Roman but thought rocky might take me to task by pointing  out the romans probably learnt it from the Etruscans. so it wouldnt indeed be peculiarly 'roman'. Kassi stop muttering 'anal retentive' i CAN hear you (ok ok only in my head)!&lt;br /&gt;Remember&lt;br /&gt;To join the PFJ youd have to REALLY hate the Romans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem&lt;br /&gt;next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched that thing Bettany Hughes did on Helen of Sparta (I know I know she is more popularly known as helen of troy but she was the daughter of the king of sparta, the man she MARRIED became king of SParta because he married her n AFTER he went n took her BACK from Troy she was queen of sparta AGAIN - seems to me she is Helen of Sparta) N I just wanna know where Bettany Hughes was when I was at uni learning about this stuff - I mean no offence ladies I was at uni with but she is a knock out. If I was able to I think I would be on a plane n talking ancient methods of seduction with her. She even looks good in jeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a thing on rockys' mate Mike Morwood n Homo floriensis. I dont know how ANYONE who has seen an H erectus skull would think floriensis was a modern human.  it looks just like a shrunk H erectus skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you I cant for the life of me see the so-called 'modern' aspects of those skulls in Israel they make such a song n dance about as being thousands of years earlier than H. neanderthals found nearby. They look pretty damned UNmodern to me. They look pretty neanderthal to me.  Ok they seem fairly gracile but hell they dont look anything like modern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that new meat advert. Cept... Sam Neil mentions Homo Habilis n the the little girl mumbles something about Homo Rudolfensis. Rocky youre closer to this than me study wise but wasnt rudolph a closet erectus? The super splitters are taking over palaeoanthropology again worse luck.  Now it seems (as it was in the 20-30-40s) if you find it it HAS to have a new name - it couldnt POSSIBLE be related or the same as that one found by your 'esteemed' colleague with whom you are competing for grant moneys n publishing credentials. Dudes... if it LOOKS like a duck, waddles like a duck n quacks like a duck its PROBABLY a fuggin duck  ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems Ive traumatised rocky describing myself as running like a surprised gibbon caught inserting a piece of fruit up its arse. Heh. Hope the nightmares coincide with junior wanting tto be heard at 4am. heh&lt;br /&gt;sorry mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just been on that friends united website looking through lists of people I went to school with.&lt;br /&gt;amazed at how few of the names ring a bell. I guess it wasnt a bad thing though cuz I I am back in contact with my first gf (the first one who mattered). We hadnt had any contact at all from 1985ish until she emailed me in 04. Was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn I hate the night Ive played squash. I cant sleep from adrenaline. Too tired to go for a walk (n frankly too scared in this neighbourhood - its ok during the day but i dont think Id like to wander at night). But Im too buzzed to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114467510763738108?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114467510763738108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114467510763738108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114467510763738108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114467510763738108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/hooray-for-me.html' title='hooray for me'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114436450778852002</id><published>2006-04-07T08:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T09:01:50.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while</title><content type='html'>hidiho folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ankle is better&lt;br /&gt;wrist is better&lt;br /&gt;calf muscle is better&lt;br /&gt;touch wood (rocky where are you i wanna knuckle yer head) my shoulder is better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N yeah kassi mate the yanks blew their chances of ruining the commonwealth games for everyone else in 1776. Talk about short sighted eh. Whoda thunk theyd go fer short term gain over long term sensibility. No representation without taxation i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocky you BETTER  send damn pix so i can ascertain the child resembles its mother (everyone pray that is the case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya Barbfromcali *makes international 'hang 5' symbol with his hand* I care for a lady with schizophrenia and depression and who has just lately started having seizures. Tom Cruise is a gormless twit. Obvious to me he has NEVER seriously encountered anyone with a mental illness. INCLUDING  the homeless people who root through his garbage. Maybe if yer such a bloody EXPERT Tom you could pay for those poor souls' medications for a couple of weeks (not like you couldnt afford it ya filthy rich nob) n SEE if they dont seem to be a little more coherent n actually functional again. Wow you say? never THOUGHT of that? More interested in very publically first adopting some kid form somewhere with much 'look at me im great' fanfare then knocking up some poor sweet innocent looking gal like yer the first dirty old man who ever thought of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will NEVER go to another tom cruise movie. &lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;cock with legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya Lisa my ankle is better now LOL&lt;br /&gt;I thought pain only came in threes i got four. No fair no fair!&lt;br /&gt;Now I can actually run wihtout looking like a distressed gibbon caught inserting a large piece of fruit up its rectum I actually WON 2 of the 3  games of squash I played this week that meant anything! yay (just a little yay). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those crazy oil companies!! Gee wizz I feel sorry for them ya know! Theyre such a (as our american capitalist pig friends would say) such a buncha SWELL guys! OF COURSE its just a coincidence that petrol has gone from $1.07 in Windsor (mum lives there) to $1.38 in the space of the time it took mum to fill up (thank god) then think 'oops forgot****' n turn around to go back past the servo she filled up at where it was suddenly a WHOLE bunch dearer to buy petrol, JUST before Easter. Just a coincidence it went up THIRTY CENTS just before Easter eh? Like it used to be 'just a coincidence' the %^@#$&amp;(() unions went on strike JUST before christmas EVERY YEAR. Wow what a load of old...... coincidences.... Ya know what really riles? THEY THINK WE ARE STUPID ENOUGH TO BUY THAT BS. no such THING as coincidences. There are seemingly random events which occur through some deeper pattern. IE 'oil company exec says 'lets make more money'. Funny how stuff flows downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;You are all arseholes. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;RISE UP FELLOW PLEBS!!!! Dont use your cars for a fortnight!! Make the forecourts of the petrol stations resemble a Brisbane broncos supporters party ANYWHERE in Australia (other than brisbane) IE desolate...vacant...ghostly in the nonappearance of people.  Thatll bring the fuckers to their knees. WRite to your local member of parliament telling the sod or soddess that you will NOT countenance the government helping the poor now somewhat less wealthy oil companies out!! Write to them telling them to remove the 'world parity bullshit' - the goddamned AMERICANS dont do it why should we? Bigger taxes on fat ugly view blocking 4WDs Unless registered by farmers or rural workers (they NEED em). Tax breaks on smaller nippy sweet handling European cars (in fact write to your local member telling him/her to GIVE the mongoose a nice new Peugeot 307GTI you know you want to! [who said i was doing this outa the outrage in my heart eh eh])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N while youre at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them we DONT need american oranges while OUR farmers are ploughing their oranges into their fields cuz they cant compete!&lt;br /&gt;We dont need Nigerian bananas (ok we may just need nigerian bananas at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;Ive put my money where my mouth is! Told woolworths that I refuse to buy american oranges from their store. Apples too any fruit not grown here can kiss my fat white wiggly arse. I aint eating it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114436450778852002?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114436450778852002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114436450778852002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114436450778852002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114436450778852002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/been-while.html' title='been a while'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114341265190695313</id><published>2006-03-27T09:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:37:31.930+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dunno what ima go about today</title><content type='html'>ok&lt;br /&gt;jenna elfman looks too hot fer words in a purple figure hugging dress. Should almost be illegal to look that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa you'll laugh&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle on saturday afternoon :/ damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise you might be a rich movie star type but yer a prat. I figure if you HAD medical degrees youd be parading them about. As you don't seem to be I will assume you don't have them. So&lt;br /&gt;SHUT yer fat yap about shit you know nothing about. Your moron opinion is as ill-informed n brainwashed religio-crap as when the stupid church reckoned mental illness was possession by the devil. Lets face it the catholic #@$#!@%&amp;*%#%@$^ church has gotten over that idea n they DEFINE monolithic moronic creaky attitude. Hell at leas the catholics purport to follow someone who said reasonably decent shit like love ya neighbour etc not 'zorkon raised the antigrav shields n hit re-ignite before the quarton battlecruisers could destroy his small craft' or some such BS. You know dont you that starting a religion is a TAX SHELTER. I reckon elron is shitting himself laughing wherever he is right now. poor poor Katie Holmes. Thank god our Niki isnt involved with you anymore ya nutbag.&lt;br /&gt; Hope like HELL you get schizophrenia or develop depression when ya next 10 movies flop like a fat guy in a diving pool. Suck shit ya prick. go play dressup in ya mums' wardrobe.  again.&lt;br /&gt;ok got that off my chest lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to my mate rockape on the birth of his son. 10 pound eh... shit mate... yer poor missus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the games are over fer another 4 years. I'd like to take this opportunity to say suffer in ya jocks the rest of the commonwealth!!! WE RULE. heh. &lt;br /&gt;N wasnt it nice to have a 2 week sporting period without those nasty arrogant americans spoiling it fer everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114341265190695313?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114341265190695313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114341265190695313&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114341265190695313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114341265190695313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/dunno-what-ima-go-about-today.html' title='dunno what ima go about today'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114306333557795146</id><published>2006-03-23T07:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T08:35:35.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sundries (sorta in the cricket sense)</title><content type='html'>well Ive sorta joined kassis' daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor at the hospital thinks Ive got a broken scaphoid bone in my right wrist (n NO rocky it isnt from wanking - Im LEFT handed remember?) and ive sprained it.&lt;br /&gt;It was either my wrist or my head hit the wall. I chose wrist. Amazing the time you have to make decisions when theres something critical to the outcome. I ran into a wall at squash on monday. &lt;br /&gt;Ok have you all stopped laughing? good cuz it hurts to type ya bastards.&lt;br /&gt;bastard (doc) didnt put it in a cast. why IS that? it HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRTS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;So the commonfilth games are on.&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not know  it but i enjoy the odd game of squash. Agame in which Australia can be reasonably expected to do well in as we have the world number 1 and 2 men, and the world number one woman (n her sister is like number 4). So how much squash did we see????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme count to be completely fair....&lt;br /&gt;about 4 minutes (TOTAL) for the women. &lt;br /&gt;the only mens squash i saw was  the last 2 points of the MENS   FINAL !! Lasted about a minute. To be completely fair mebbe they showed some other mens play. ok call it 3 minutes. So of a WORLD sport played by MILLIONS throughout the commonwealth and hundreds of thousands of people in Australia alone (mebbe a million i know thats the figure they were talking about in the 80s as a participation rate) in other words... FAR more people actually play squash on a weekly or monthly basis than take part in swimming (we got bloody HOURS of swimming days of it which is fine as we generally CLEAN yer clocks for ya regardless of where you are), we got fuggin HOURS of weightlifting. WEIGHTLIFTING!!! 3 seconds of 'action' followed by 5 minutes of people standing around doing FUCK ALL, n when THAT excitement reached fever pitch we transfered to the weightlifters warm up room where EVEN LESS was happening!! Fer FUCK SAKE CHANNEL NINE!!!! THEN we go to the table tennis... woo    hoo... oh yeah we can watch a COMPLEAT bloody table tennis game cant we? theres what? 12? 15? people in the entire country who play it competitively?&lt;br /&gt;Then we get the bore your TITS off idiot twaddle from the desk commentators... Heres a tip... dont EVER EVER EVER let some dope from the AFL (fer the rest of yas Australian Football LEague.. that mob of too tall ppl who play that game down south the rest of us call aerial pingpong) commentate on anything that isnt AFL!!!! They WILL introduce AFL into the bloody discussion adnauseam EVEN when theyre interviewing someone from the bloody Cayman Islands. Tip mate.. the rest of the country couldnt GIVE A FUCK, n Im damned sure the rest of the commonwealth doesnt either. Besides which he sounds like a moron. Now those who know me know i cant stand Ray 'rabbit' Warren, channel nine rugby league caller, cuz it ALWAYS seems like he is watching a different bloody game to the rest of us (Id be in sporting heaven if Rabs went to channel seven cuz then he would be with bloody twat bruce macavaney {only the people who run these shows seem to like him - mention him to the people who have to WATCH the twat n theres groans n 'oh HE isnt calling it is he?} n bloody johanna greigs both of whom I cant stand. Now Im sure they are lovely people n i got nothing agin em personally - neither of em ran my dog over etc but im sick of the sight of johanna  greigs  nmacavaney is another of these victorian based nobs who are totally obsessed with AFL n work it into ANYTHING they are talking about)and then I wouldnt have to watch him cuz now channel seven has the AFL i have NO reason ever to watch their sports broadcasts. So he gets to call the swimming. to his eternal credit not once have I heard him gratuitously introduce rugby league into a call of the swimming. He may have mentioned it once or  twice in a 'that happened to me when I called manly V newcastle once' sorta vein which is ok.&lt;br /&gt;But he doesnt  bugger on about it every 2 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;EVERY single squash player in this area is pissed off channel nine. We stay up late to watch the squash n get butt FUCKED with a minute here n there. Thanks fer NOTHING. I know fox showed the entire matches etc but most of us cant afford/cant get pay TV. N my gym ISNT    OPEN    AT    11PM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasp*&lt;br /&gt;pricks&lt;br /&gt;fuggin weightlifting.. big participation sport that. &lt;br /&gt;fuggin table tennis... thrill a day sport there. &lt;br /&gt;bet we see plenty of synchronised stupidity i mean swimming too.&lt;br /&gt;wow shooting see plenty of nobs with shotguns. not sure bout the relevance there folks. N i am not some whack job lefty wanker who thinks all guns should be banned - cuz THEN only the crims will have guns. They are by NATURE law breakers morons - what do they care they get a firearms offence when they are facing  10-15 fer armed robbery eh?  but im not sure a sport which practices for shooting poor bloody ducks should still be part of the lineup. Show us the gold medal round n fuck it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im tres sad fer the people in Far North Queensland who got smacked in the face by cyclone larry... NNN I know rocky youll have friends n relos suffering n I hope theyre ok.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;fer FUCK sake ! to those whiney types who blasted both the prime minister and the Qld premier yesterday about 'doing nothing' well I hope YOURE the last people who get helped! shit a brick folks. it happened MONDAY thats 3 days ago! the army is already on the bloody job. Insurance looks like actually being worth the money its printed on. Im not really sure what they expect the Pm n the premier to DO in 2 days! At least they showed up! You cant just like FLICK your fingers n make the ouchey ouchey go away dickheads. What do you want? Unlike the US president Im fairly bloody certain our lot are doing everything they can as FAST as they can. Shit like this isnt instant - and face it you live in the middle of bloody NOWHERE so it takes a while to get in. So stop whining n take a deep breath n think 'thank GOD Im alive'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look&lt;br /&gt;I have a basic philosophy on life.&lt;br /&gt;It is ok to rail against shit all you want. &lt;br /&gt;Hell give em crap about stuff thats changeable&lt;br /&gt;but there are some things that whinging about it wont change. There are certain immutable laws. Such as relief efforts take time to organise. Planes take time to get there. Even the best organised emergency people take time to get going! &lt;br /&gt;If youve just been in a car crash its no use worrying if your CV is good enough for the job interview you were going to - you have more important things to worry about (remember the basic principle can be applied anywhere).&lt;br /&gt;Dont fucking sweat the shit that is either too big for you to worry about (you cant change it  so dont get upset over it) like bushfires n cyclones. &lt;br /&gt;Ive always thought it the height of stupidity to scream if you are in an aeroplane which is gonna crash. Is it gonna help? Doesnt it have SUCH a calming effect on the flight staff allowing them to do their job more efficiently? Thats the job that MIGHT save you fucking useless life ya ssmeghead so shut the fuck up n stop distracting them. I hope if i am ever in that situation the gods give me the strength to belt a few people who ARE screaming n being bloody annoying to give the rest of us some peace in our last moments. Screaming doesnt help unless youre being raped/bashed/crushed or the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hands up if you have  alittle girl?&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;Hands up those who taught their little girl NOT &lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;FUGGIN&lt;br /&gt;SCREAM&lt;br /&gt;AT&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;DROP&lt;br /&gt;OF&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;HAT????&lt;br /&gt;I cant COUNT the number of times ive run out to see if that little girl in the park was being assaulted to find them playing happily. Drives me nuts. When ya have a go at them n their mbrain dead mothers you get that blank' im ok jack but you need to relax' look. fuggin zombies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114306333557795146?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114306333557795146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114306333557795146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114306333557795146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114306333557795146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/sundries-sorta-in-cricket-sense.html' title='sundries (sorta in the cricket sense)'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114234562416308575</id><published>2006-03-15T00:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:13:44.243+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rant rant rant or mebbe not...</title><content type='html'>so how bout them Oscars eh?&lt;br /&gt;Not only do movie star types get PAID criminal amounts of money to play dress up they even get to wank all over each other at  big awards nights that appear to be all about telling each other how friggin wonderful each is. &lt;br /&gt;The blokes are somewhat lucky though - cant reaaaaally kill a tux eh. Poor women - knowing they might get savaged by some fat ugly womens magazine editor over the dress they wore or didnt (as the case may be). Mind you some of them deserve it! Just cuz youre rich n famous n arent even paying for yer dress doesnt seem to mean some women can manage to look decent. Puzzling. Surely there must be SOMEONE in their entourage with the balls to say 'err umm look err that really really really REALLY looks crap on you' &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what drives them to seem to seek such an excess of approval from their peers. After all some of them command exhorbitant money to appear in a film. Why this need to have a little weird statue on the mantle? Who decided Woody Allen was funny? Why is Pamela Anderson still even IN the industry? Who thought Jennifer Annistons' 'i'll brush it straight' was the greatest thing since the push up bra? Who decides 'so and so is gorgeous' when to most seeing people they clearly arent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my fave hollywood chicks n yeah some are purely local not hollywood at all... (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Judd. hot hot hot&lt;br /&gt;Eva longoria ditto&lt;br /&gt;Catherine Zeta Jones - Michael douglas i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Wiesz (is that how her name is ssspelt?)&lt;br /&gt;rene Russo smokinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;Catherine Bell - make a corpse stand up n salute&lt;br /&gt;Toni Perrin - she gets cuter as she gets older&lt;br /&gt;Kerryn Johnston - Win Tv newsreader. So hot she doesnt even know it&lt;br /&gt;Channel nines   weather girl (dont know her name but she is gorgeous).&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 are near enough to the only blondes youll find in my list.&lt;br /&gt;ahh lol Erica Rose (ok ok playmate of the year last year) she can come lick me all over whenever she feels it is necessary. lol &lt;br /&gt;The woman who plays sam carter in Stargate SG1.. wow another blonde! Shes so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Hawkins... Miss Universe is the girl next door (wish i lived next door to her!) n not only is she a feast for male eyes she seems a genuinely lovely person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing to note i guess is that withthe exception of erica rose none are under 30 near as i know. N blondes arent high on my list. No redheads is rene russo a redhead?... mainly i think cuz i cant think of any right now damnit. love redheads. scarily the only ones i can think of are cartoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my blokeyness for the week done. god damn erica rose is pretty i think what i like about her is she isnt your typical 'slutty' type you get in magazines masqquarading as attractive - most thin chicks with boob jobs, blonde hair n make up can be fiddled into being presentable n sold (figuratively) to the average slob as 'hot' imogen bailey fer example - my GOD her jaw line is bigger than the whole Broncos   front row!! erica rose can DO slutty (what do you think i do on the internet??) but she can also do 'girl next door' rather convincingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to see a  cardiologist on friday. Nothing major - just an exercise stress test n spirometry (whatever that is) to see why my lungs seem to pack it in under load. I should be getting aerobically fitter after 12 months at the gym n I dont seem to be. the actual passage of air through my bronchiols hurts  at full load. &lt;br /&gt;seems to me mebbe I shoulda given up smoking many years ago. though 4 qualifies as 'many' doesnt it?? hell... itll be 5 in june. N yes Im one of those reformed smokers you HATE to have around when youre smoking. I f u c kin HATE the smell of cigarette smoke now. It makes me physically ill. I mean in the sense i come close to tossing the ole  cookies out the window. The gurl says daily 'id kill fer a smoke' but as she has social phobias which prevent her   just up n going to buy any smokes she isnt about to take it up again - besides which she knows I'd have her bags packed n an advert in the paper 'roomm available, must be female,  MUST be non smoker, MUST be reasonable to look at as some sexual molestation to be expected, squash player looked at extra favourably'.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand how after over 2 years without a smoke she can still be getting cravings. Mine died away totally after 6 months n were basically gone after 4 weeks. After  6 months all i felt was revulsion. I havent had the flu since i gave up. I dont cough up yellowy brown phlegm while showering. I dont need my asthma meds anywhere near as much (well...DERRRRRRRR yeah yeah i KNEW it was suicidally stupid).&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I can breathe much better. My breath, clothes, house n car dont STINK like an ash tray. I dont avoid paying bills, buying food, shit like that so i can get a pack of smokes. I am no longer a slave to some fat     american businessman who should be put up against a wall n shot.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which &lt;br /&gt;So they did a survey in USA did they?&lt;br /&gt;Not happy with dubya eh? not happy with the war in Iraq eh? Petrol is a bit dearer eh?&lt;br /&gt;YOU shower of shite VOTED for him YOU shower of shite allowed his illegal manipulation of your innane voting system. YOU shower didnt bombard your senators n congressmen when he decided to go into Iraq. So WHO THE FUCK IS TO BLAME??? Every single person who voted for the prat is who. Blame yourselves. the stupid ignorant butt stupid american voter. Yes the whole world is held hostage to the fortunes of a nation whos citizens cant    even   find   new mexico on a map n think they need their PASSPORT to go there. Who cant work out an exchange rate of 2 local dollars fer every one american dollar (couldnt fuggin BELIEVE that). Look dickheads... just go to the local bureau de change n CHANGE YOUR AMERRICAN MONEY for the local stuff n you (read this carefully a couple of times so it sinks in) DONT HAVE TO SWEAT  'how much is that in US Dollars??' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh n while im bashing yanks&lt;br /&gt;amongst the reasons the world hates you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you consume (and WASTE) per person more food in a day than most people on the planet see in a week. &lt;br /&gt;You whine like whiney little whiney things when your petrol gets to the equivalent of 50c per litre when the rest of the civilised world is paying $1.30 - 2.50 depending where you are.&lt;br /&gt;You love affair with SUVs just pisses EVERYONE off. They are huge    asshole attracting dickheadmobiles which are wasteful of fuel and other precious resources that you whine about the shortage of! If you stopped buying the fucking things you could save LOTS of money on fuel every DAY. You can build THREE midsized saloons with the materials in one piece of crap dodge ram or ford F series. &lt;br /&gt;in other words youre greedy whingers who think the rest of the world was put there to serve you. You countenance lying cheating and back stabbing as part of your political process and look horrified when other nations express  a lack of interest in importing your perverted brand of democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hail the westminster system. At least OUR pollies have some degree of accountability. At least the people making decisions in Australia, UK, NZ are VOTED in by a majority of the citizens in general elections. Not appointed by some bribed, bought, gutter type who has backstabbed n influence peddled his way to the presidency. N IF someone like that gets in as prime minister then thank FUCK we have a governor general who can look at the situation calmy n say well' as the representative of the crown it is MY job to look after the interests of the PEOPLE (which is the role of the crown after all - to see to the welfare of the people) n dismiss a government acting illegally. Which is something the damned republicans dont seem to understand. Where is the oversight going to come from? We sure as shit dont want the american model here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth dear if ya read this i still luvs ya mate its just some of yer countrymen shit me. remember youve been housetrained. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114234562416308575?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114234562416308575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114234562416308575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114234562416308575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114234562416308575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/rant-rant-rant-or-mebbe-not.html' title='rant rant rant or mebbe not...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114194526408251190</id><published>2006-03-10T09:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:01:04.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>So ive been injured n busy&lt;br /&gt;Been to 3 swapmeets in the last 3 weeks. Got another this weekend in sunny Oberon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well theg url likes going so what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides i bought a brand new dunlop squash racket last weekend for $2. Bargain. wicked good racket too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to have a hit with someone better than me in practice yesterday. Played my number one, young bloke. Good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp hope everyone is ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114194526408251190?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114194526408251190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114194526408251190&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114194526408251190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114194526408251190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-114110226908662213</id><published>2006-02-28T15:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:51:09.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hide the kids, watch yer women...</title><content type='html'>I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new (old) motherboard&lt;br /&gt;I have double the ram (wink)&lt;br /&gt;I have a cd burner (YAY)&lt;br /&gt;I have a desktop instead of a tower (i think I prefer this) AND I can still use my wonderful (yes ive experienced shite normal keyboards again) microsoft weirdy keyboard and my shit cheapo mouse again.&lt;br /&gt; the MB comes courtesy of the gurls' parents getting their p3 700 celeron upgraded &lt;br /&gt;we got the old one n the gurls bro just swapped all my shit into the old desktop case.&lt;br /&gt;Had to buy a new modem though as my internal one was hardwired, and the one on this MB is f**ed, the bro n I buggered about with it fer hours the other day trrying to get it to work but it kept crashing the system so ive diabled it in sys manager. have a new external noise maker now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God theres some bloody email piled up in my isp acc isnt there&lt;br /&gt;all shite though i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ballarat swap wasnt as bad as years past&lt;br /&gt;It was cool for one thing&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt as dusty (though it was bad)&lt;br /&gt;It even rained overnight&lt;br /&gt;werent as many dickheads either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God it was frustrating not having a working mouse OR keyboard!! cant log on&lt;br /&gt;cant even get through to windows&lt;br /&gt;bought THREE kb/mouse combos including a stupid USB combo STILL didnt work!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i guess my MB was fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks t othose who were concerned enough to email me *hugs Rach n liz n lisa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to you soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-114110226908662213?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114110226908662213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=114110226908662213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114110226908662213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/114110226908662213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/02/hide-kids-watch-yer-women.html' title='hide the kids, watch yer women...'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113835700533924763</id><published>2006-01-27T20:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T21:16:46.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm makes you think eh</title><content type='html'>so we went totally egghead n watched a Star Trek next gen DVD today.&lt;br /&gt;had Joe Piscopo in it. Now I have just looked at his website n noted he seems a well known person in North America. Fair enough. Outside two one line references to him in the Simpsons I dont think ive ever heard of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we watched the DVD. Then we watched the simpsons. Guess which episode was on?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. This was two shows one after the other. I have NEVER seen the bloke b4 to my knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I mentioned to the gurl this morning how i used to see ***** all the time driving round Bathurst **** comes from a small town we used to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about 10 minutes later we drive into town n who do we see? Now I havent seen **** driving abiout for at least 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno where Wind River, Wyoming is (ok smart arses it is in Wyoming USA). But I imagine it is a one horse town in the middle of no-where - which happened to be mentioned in the last TWO books I read. One a scifi novel set in the 4000th century. The other a sort of horror/serial killer drama set in new Jersey in the here and now. &lt;br /&gt;Just googled Wind River&lt;br /&gt;Applied for the information packet&lt;br /&gt;looks like a lovely place eh. Pity about what they do to it in 3960AD LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone know a good way to go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I havent had more than 2 minute micro sleeps in about 2 weeks :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113835700533924763?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113835700533924763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113835700533924763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113835700533924763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113835700533924763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmmm-makes-you-think-eh_27.html' title='hmmm makes you think eh'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113788991641179727</id><published>2006-01-22T10:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:31:56.510+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sexsexsex</title><content type='html'>congratulations to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony ricketts for winning the Australian Open &lt;br /&gt;(oh..ok.. the Australian Open SQUASH not that phoney tennis tournament)&lt;br /&gt;defeating David Palmer (local lad that) in three sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Atkinson (Aussie lad wot) who is currently 2nd outright at the Monte Carlo Rally at his first ever attempt at the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus Gronholm for leading the event in a new team and a new car (go marcus even if youre NOT in a Peugeot this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had possibly the best game of squash the other day since my head injury .&lt;br /&gt;Felt like i was in the zone finally. Hitting it EXACTLY where I wanted. Volleying at will (no jokes about what will thought of it). Covered everything thrown at me just about. Sometimes you are just caught by a shit hot shot from your opponent though eh. I havent played that well since I was 20ish. Actually... I think I hit it better now than I did then. Just wish I had the speed I had then n the older brain. Undamaged would be good though. Shit my reflexes are slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest gym programme seems to be working really well for my squash cuz at last i have a trainer who understands the only reason I GO to the gym is to get fitter fer squash (youall should understand when I type 'gym' I expect you to mentally pronounce it 'gime' ala Homer J Simpson). I feel stronger with fewer than normal workouts. I'm hitting the ball consistently harder with the same effort as b4 n My leg drive is much improved. So I think I'm faster cuz instead of running everywhere I'm taking a couple of sorta hoppy leapy things - one jump insteada 5 steps so I feel more explosive. Still a LONG way to go before I'm happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping I can claim some superannuation back (dont think Ive mentioned this b4). So I can buy some new michelins for the Peugeot (french car french tyres nest pas).&lt;br /&gt;also get the AC fixed in it too cuz again it is BLOODY HOT. Thinking about A getting this stupid box upgraded by the gurls' brother or B getting a portable AC for the house too. It is ok inside until mebbe 3pm then it just starts to cook in here. Oddly and in an american ironic way just as outside is cooling down! BTW where i went to school 'irony' is a 'mocking discrepancy between fact and fiction, appearance and reality' not just a bunch of funnily coincidental shit which our north american cousins seem to think of it as. If you couldnt repeat the above definition by week two in 1st form at high school you were, shall we say, in for a lovely time in English with Mr Packer (THAT was irony - cuz you werent in fact in for a lovely time and you were soundly mocked by Mr Packer)hah hah. Betcha 27 years later there isnt a person from that class who cant define irony exactly. Cant remember anything else about that class except Mr packers' leather elbow patches. Which, youll agree, is odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;I like (love) that Martina Hingis is playing tennis again. Not that I like tennis. Cant really stand it actually. I do like watching Martina hingis PLAY tennis however. Never quite understood the anna kournikova thing meself. I wanna perv at 16yos (when she came on) I just go down the local shopping centre.See much cuter ones. AND close enough to touch ! AND able to be flirted with if the mood takes!  Martina though... *sigh* She has curves. In the right places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I dont get to see martina play I try to watch Toni pearen on Australias funniest home videos. Dunno why but she reaaaaaallllly floats my boat. Even with the totally crap outfits they make her wear. The woman is 33 fer chrissake folks NOT 17! Ok she is a fresh faced, slim, sexy as hell 33..... Dress her like an attractive alluring WOMAN not a bloody rack fer teenybopper clothing that frankly looks stupid on her. N people she has A waist! N it isnt immediately below her tits! Try further south. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima think about her tits n further south some.... Love how those high  heels make her arse look all perky too. ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold shower time fer this cute little black duck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113788991641179727?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113788991641179727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113788991641179727&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113788991641179727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113788991641179727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/sexsexsex.html' title='sexsexsex'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113746100630208473</id><published>2006-01-17T11:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T12:23:27.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes</title><content type='html'>hah shit meself laughing at this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Macenroe: "I didnt ever question a single line call like Anna Kournikova is a virgin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scuse me while i crack up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archaeology...hong kong  archaeologist Zhang: "the artifacts unearthed mainly are middle- and large-sized ones, differing from those unearthed in the northern &lt;br /&gt;areas which are mainly small. "&lt;br /&gt;No shit eh there was some big stuff and some small stuff. Well waddya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me yesterday : "get me a couple of lettervelopes please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh I actually said 'lettervelopes' Felt like a stupid kid whos mum wrote into bloody No Idea or Womans' bullshit-about-stars weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky (after a BIIIIIIIG night): blonde hair big tits...drool.... *drops catch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australian captain Mark Taylor: " our plan is to win the game by scoring more runs than the opposition" (the funny part about this is that this totally tongue in cheek remark was splashed across an Indian newspaper as 'Aussie captains' secret tactic to win test match' ...well...DERRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I thought it was going somewhere too until I got to this point n it just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok TV shit time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural: cool show. Sucks to be the female company fer those boys. Didnt fuck about with backstory - enough to get you up to speed. Bidda boom biddabam n into the story. love the 65 (?) chevy pillarless. Well its a 65-67 somewhere in there  ok ok i know i SHOULD know but its been a BLOODY long time since I saw one or opened a book on them so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Gear: I think i absolutely LOVE this show. Yep I do. It is my current fave. 3 mad pommies thrash the tits off new cars, make guests do a fast lap of their test track n put their time up for ridicule. Anyone who can look straight at the camera n say 'ferraris bore me' has me fer a willing watcher. They bore me to tears too. Never driven one. Dont want to. I like that theyre actually AWARE that the only time Porsche win races is against OTHER porsches. When ever another make gets involved porsche get hosed. Lemans, 1978. Porsche GT cup any year since it became open to other makes. ANY time theres another car on the track in roughly the same classification (i dont expect my peugeot 505 to beat ANY sorta porsche any time soon except for comfort ... n longevity...n reliability...n bootspace (thats 'trunk' to my poor misguided north american readers)...n legroom front AND rear. yeah yeah its a sedan ROFL *choke*.&lt;br /&gt;Oh n I LOVE what they do to caravans...&lt;br /&gt;no they dont like caravans any more than I do. I'd work on this show for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;south Park: still the sick freaky laugh yer balls off n wait fer cartman to sell them back to ya show its always been. Glad we havent seen any more of Ms Chokesondick though. *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector Rex: possibly the best cop show on tv. An actual smart cop (the dog) with sidekicks who dont get in the way. Good to see walthers n steyrs n such insteada the steady diet of smith n wessons, colts n armalites you get bored with on american cop shows (beats ours though our lot still play with pissy 38 revolvers on tv).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainiac: didnt like this at first cuz i suspected the host was a total twat. Then I saw him on Top Gear n realised he is ALWAYS about half a feather tickle from shitting himself laughing all day n it was alright suddenly. I like the brainiac girls.. i like i like i like i like stop I'll go blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got bored with real fast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Whisperer... ok J. Love Hewitt gets hotter every year but once youve seen one sad lonely ghost wanting closure (n generally not even with a juicy murder or two tacked on) then basically youve seen them all. I was bored after 2 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Justice: yep.. inspector rex without the smart dog or a cop who can see. Once you get past the other cops being pricks theres not a lot to hold me to this show. I lasted 5 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaking The Dead: *YAWN* shit acting. Poor forensics. Scripts so wooden they make movable type seem like 21st century technology. bring back Old Dogs PLEASE its alright its ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold case: actually never got me - i was bored with her cutesy lil girl got caught in the big bad rain shower hairdo thing after 3 adverts for the show. If I was her boss Ida sacked her for showing up like that the 2nd time it happened. Ergo no show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath &amp; Kim: jaysus wept (irish accent) Ive not sat through more than 30 seconds of ANY episode of this show. WHY do the 'critics' think it takes shit n turns it to gold? Youd think it was the 2nd 3rd and 4TH coming of some sort of messianic figure. Instead it is cheap high school level humour (i use the word loosely) Taking easy shots at people who can't afford anything better. Mockery isnt satire. Mockery just points out how small mined the writers are. Take the piss out of people who deserve it. It is popular with people who need to be told what they should find funny, n where to go to church (the trendier the better), and with all the innercity aids carriers who think that because its on the ABfrigginC it MUST be intellectually superior (cuz that means that THEY are intellectually superior cuz they watch it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headland: does ANYONE think universities esist in towns that appear to consist of a pub? Does ANYONE think a small minded spoilt brat pissy princess type squealing that another student is an exotic dancer (NOT a stripper or a thinly disguised hooker)  wouldnt be told to shut the fuck up mn mind her own business? The only reason I watch it is cuz its so funny it can reduce one to tears. OK that n cuz HSV seems rather fond of it for some reason. Mebbe cuz you dont have to think too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when they gonna stop importing stupid american scripts holus bolus without even an attempt at modifying them for australian legal n political n schooling structures? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solilique:&lt;br /&gt;I actually wonder when australian soapies are gonna have a script that even conforms loosely to what happens when the evil developer wants to rape the 'pristine' coast? Like what ACTUALLY happens is : evelopment application is submitted. Has to actually COMPLY with both council ordinances AND State laws. HAS to be on display for ATLEAST 6 months at council chambers (n NOT way down the bakc of the dungeon where the lights dont work) AND be published in the local newspaper such that a reasonable majority of people who might be affected will see it. THEN respond properly to citizens' concerns. THen if THEY dont   FUCKING   WANT it it doesnt happen. THEY pay council after all.&lt;br /&gt;NOt as soapies would have you believe... paperwork slipped in other council business n passed without any discussion. Residents only find out when the wreckers come through.... sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Australia Our state police services arent at the beck n call of the local aldermen. Council doesnt pay the cops. It is one thing you can be reasonably certain of - the cops arent in league with the local wanker who thinks he runs the town. &lt;br /&gt;Ahem... Ive dribbled on again havent I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113746100630208473?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113746100630208473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113746100630208473&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113746100630208473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113746100630208473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/quotes.html' title='quotes'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113742757430556672</id><published>2006-01-17T01:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T03:06:20.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thank the deity! or The rains're here!</title><content type='html'>Finally it is raining here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the cool the cool!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;there was a seriously melting mongoose here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i know it is hotter in Queensland rockape. Ya just tougher eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or stupider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Ive been reading about glycogen levels lately in some of my training books.&lt;br /&gt;I think monday (errrr... today) I had zero glycogen levels after a particularly strenuous sunday. Went to the gym this morning n just couldnt be arsedf. I know theres a certain reader who will immediately say 'lazy fat bastard' n normally youd be right mate eh, but today I just felt drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad when you can walk into centrelink, say to the guy that you wanna claim some superannuation back n he bangs in your details n says 'no worries I'll print that financial hardship letter right up' n a moment later 'there ya go'. thanks :(&lt;br /&gt;Well the car needs tyres dont it. n the a/c is somewhat less than functional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough to make ya  laugh at the thought of taking drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love where ya live eh. Another screaming match this arvo. Dunno where from exactly but close enough that we knew the little bastard was a fucking cunt who was even worse than his bastard pisshead good for nothing useless fucking wanker father. &lt;br /&gt;to quote. Can you imagine yelling something like that at your kid loud enough that the entire neighbourhood can hear it? N then they wonder why theyre doomed to this eternal cycle of abuse n poverty. Dont blame us look at yourselves. &lt;br /&gt;Mind you heh some punk kid the other day decided to swerve out in front of me on one of those little stupid scooter things they think are clever. The look on his face was priceless when he eventually realised A i wasnt gonna swerve to avoid him n B i wasnt braking either. I thought 'screw you ya little bastard car V arsehole = car' and basically I'm tired of this areas little hitler punks who think the road is for being as big a pain in the arse as they can manage on. Funnily enough since then I havent had to worry about bastard kids wandering out in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt stop Mr Shitwit in a toyota van staring me right in the eye from the sidestreet and STILL trying to drive into my passenger side door. Idiot. Heard of 'right of way' wanker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maintain the rage against fucking bastards who run red lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned a while back my sister (bless her soul) acquired me a pair of 'good' scissors for my birthday. I am sure she spent quite an amount on these useless things.&lt;br /&gt;They dont cut paper. They dont cut material (bloody surprising given my sister is tech editor for the main australian quilting mag). They dont cut skin (i tried...). They dont make good orange peelers. Hell they dont cut the stuff htey make racket grips out of (rendering them nigh on bloody USELESS for me eh what). To date we havent found a single thing they can cut with any degree of fluidity n grace. They are extremely well made  and are attractive to look at. THIS DOTH NOT GOOD SCISSORS THEM MAKE. So fer execution of primary function id rate them zero. For sucking in trendy sistor id rate them 100%. For looking the goods -100% For giving me the tomtits -100% &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont even make a good bookmark and arent heavy enough to use as a page holder while ya reading while cooking (you know... put the book on the counter, look round for something to hold it open while ya wizz back n forth doing cooking shit, every now n then returning to read a few lines). So frankly unless i can make them into a functional fishing lure (on the 'silver flashy attractor' principle) Im at a loss as to what to do with them. N no... they dont cut monofilament either. Thats fishing line to the iggerant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However all is not lost on the useless implement front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSV came home from visiting her parents b4 xmas n came bearing a can -opener - that - works. LEmme say that again... a can opener that works. Madre de dios as the spanish would say. I gazed in wonder as she demonstrated. Can goes there. Twirl this bit. See can open. wow. TWICE without failure. To date it has opened more cans successfully than any single opener ive ever had b4. Yes i went on a can opening frenzy. See the trick is to make the can opener out of better (much much better) metal than the damn can is made from. screw appearance. screw 'design' (i htink a wanker term fer ppl who wanna pay more for shit than they can conscience n need an excuse 'oh yes yours works better n is superior in ever sense but MINE was DESIGNED'). So Im a 50% happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a collection of wheel braces since the standard (unuesed i might add) peugeot wheelbrace the car came with unaccountably BENT when I attempted a wheel nut untightening. I was somewhat gobsmacked shall we say. I now have THREE cross braces. plus a Peugeot 404 wheelbrace (if i bend THAT I am spending too much time in the gym). Yep dad went nuts with the wheelbraces when he came up last heh.I feel like sending it back to Mr Peugeot n asking him wtf theyre playing at. I mean they MAKE their own steel. Oh well its been upgraded to an older version now. Typical. We upgraded my 505 starter motor to a 504 one. We upgraded my 505 clutch to a 504 one. Same with the d/s driveshaft. ok ok we changed the front struts for 505 GTI struts from mums GTI which got shall we say ... shortened? theyre stiffer n lower than 504 so they are better (its a bloke thing ok)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113742757430556672?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113742757430556672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113742757430556672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113742757430556672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113742757430556672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-deity-or-rainsre-here.html' title='thank the deity! or The rains&apos;re here!'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113678580027737501</id><published>2006-01-09T16:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:50:00.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hello nobody</title><content type='html'>another coincidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read another book&lt;br /&gt;had a character named 'caro' in it. I knowit is a diminutive of 'caroline' but I dont ever remember  reading it b4. Logged on n in amongst all the spam mail was a new one from you guessed it - caro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isnt the only weirdy time Ive gotten email like that.&lt;br /&gt;My exgf n I talk on msn. She likes getting called lulu. 2 days after I started talking to her again I get spammail from 'lulu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think theyre watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone had a good blahblah blahblah.. etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been uncomfortably hot here over Xmas. Whihc partly explains why I havent made any contributions lately (too hot in the puterroom frankly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theyre talking about building bloody trams in Sydney. &lt;br /&gt;god no&lt;br /&gt;proof positive too many Melbournians are moving north! Damn things a re dangerous n take up way too much space AND need electricity which is gnerally generated by coal burning stations n hence ecologically unsound. N theyre ugly. N they get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extend the damn monorail if ya want people moved from central to circular quay. Shit&lt;br /&gt;Theres aTRAIN that runs there anyway. Yeah spend billions on MORE rail when you cant make the railways we HAVE work properly. Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;N as fer the moron who said today on radio 'we USED to have trams in sydney so the roads are wide enough' is a blithering moron. Smeggin wonderful logic that. we USED to have sodding horses n buggies too. Anyone wanna bring them back? There were also only half a million people living there then. So what a wonderful idea lets close down HALF the (already totally inadequate) road system through inner Sydney n stick big noisy clumbsy things running on steel rails (great in the rain if you drive over them in a car) there instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More proof positive the road system is run by half bald morons who wear grey cardigans, live with their mum, drink lukewarm milky tea n catch the train to work every day cuz 'why drive when theres a perfectly good public transport system' plus they probably failed their licence test. When will someone who doesnt fit that description, or isnt a minister who doesnt get driven to work every day gona run things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldnt have on every road in the country negative camber decreasing radius bends which practically GUARANTEE youll fall off the road if youre a bit faster than you thought, its a bit wetter, or theres some diesel you didnt see in the dark or youre a dickhead behind the wheel. It is hard enough dodging the morons. When the ROADS are laid out like racetracks its homicide. Racetracks are SUPPOSED to represent a challenge to the driver. Public roads are NOT. Then they just straight out blame 'speed'. mumble something about pissed idiots n ppl stare blankly. Say the roads are poorly designed n watch the ostrich effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugger them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113678580027737501?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113678580027737501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113678580027737501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113678580027737501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113678580027737501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-nobody.html' title='hello nobody'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113577653000121007</id><published>2005-12-28T23:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:28:50.073+11:00</updated><title type='text'>more tv stuff (I need to get this off my chest)</title><content type='html'>Hands up all you who enjoy the TV show 'Lost'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I starrrrrtttttted to watch it when it first came on.&lt;br /&gt;The lost me right about the point that A a short haul passenger jet was being used to fly from Australia to the USA, B it crashed from cruising altitude INTO A MOUNTAIN and wasnt i, completely fucked up and ii, more than one person survived (being generous there I frankly think theyre ALL dead). So they basically lost me in the first what? 5 minutes of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferchrissake the ENTIRE tail section of the aeroplane came off in flight! Ferrchrissake the cockpit was found INTACT about 5km from the rest of the aeroplane which (ferrchrissake) looks amazingly like it was delicated dropped on a beach by a crane. What? It was? yeah yeah I know. Ferrchrissake nearly (it seems) the entire passenger compliment SURVIVED. Yeah. It augured in from about 35,000 feet. It was in ATLEAST 2 pieces when it hit. Yeah it is still possible to find not only the cockpit BUT (BUT he says) find one of the PILOTS alive a day or so AFTER the crash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me am I watching a remake of Fantasy Island 'boss bits of the plane the plane'.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast Gilligans Island was believable in its' original premise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newsflash TVland. Everyone on that flight died. They were GONNA die anyway as the pissy aeroplanes' engines woulda flamed out somewhere over the pacific. Noone survives when aircraft smash into things. People survive buggered up takesoff and landings. People survive when shit goes wrong at VERY low altitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... US nuclear subs arent protected against EMP. WTF you think happens when they fire a nuke tipped torpedo at something? huh??? Arnie said it best ... 'if it bleeds we can kill it'&lt;br /&gt;They kept referring to the beasty as a new form of mammal. Then a new form of vertebrate. Then a fuck knows what it was but it sure looked like a bloody big LIZARD to me. Now obviously mammals are all vertebrates so fair enough. But it doesnt look or act like a mammal. It lays eggs like an amphibian (look i know monotremes lay eggs ok ima freakin Aussie we live with the freaky lil critters).&lt;br /&gt;IE it is really reptilian in nature.Where is the fur and/or obvious fat layers n streamlining aquatic mammals exhibit?&lt;br /&gt;Theyve also compleately ignored natures deal with apex predators.&lt;br /&gt;This thing lays eggs like a prey species. Turtles fer example. They lay LOTS of eggs as that way atleast some will survive to maturity. Apex predators do NOT give birth to copious young. They have one or two offspring at a time. This thing lays thousands at a time. Other predators would feed like hell on the little ones so  that very few would survive to maturity. So youd find one or two big ones.&lt;br /&gt;You will never find a predatory species coming to dominate the food chain unless the area has been severely interfered with via outside agency. Then they kinda shall we say DIE OUT from lack of food. Predators never outnumber prey. Simple as that. Hell even crocodiles conform. There is never more than one really BIG bastard croc in any one particular stretch of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dont watch either show as I believe they are both fundimentally flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I watch shows like Buffy n Angel etc. I suspect critical disbelief happily. Like the X-files they do not purport to be factual. It is all hocus pocus. Well n good.&lt;br /&gt;When a show is supposed to be a serious drama my old theory 'it is just as easy to get it right and costs no more' is bloody pertinent. NOONE  walks away from plane crashes from 35000 feet unless theyve got a bloody parachute ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Empire. yeah that show about Big Julie getting stabbed in the rotunda (a very painful place so im told). Purporting to be based on true events. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;What bugs me about it is they bandy about terms like 'youll NEVER be Caesar!!!' like 'caesar' is a title.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;caesar became a title under Diocletian in about 285AD (IDONT have a book to hand to get the date dead right but it was in his reign that the Tetrarchy was introduced.&lt;br /&gt;In 43BC it was Julius' family NAME.&lt;br /&gt;As G. Julius Caesar adopted his nephew Octavianus as his son then he too was A Caesar not THE Caesar. The Julio- Claudians were all (atleast nominally) born into or adopted in to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octavian didnt need to sneak about gathering support n whimpering like a snivelling coward at what the senate might do!! He had the entire army of Julius at his back slavering for revenge. Mark Antony only came out against him when the Egypto-Macedonian bitch Cleopatra sank her claws into him. Second triumvirate folks. Look it up look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah another coincidence. Watched the first episode of Empire. Mused over the gladiator Tyrannus. Went to the toilet. Sat reading Flavius Josephus The Jewish War (a little light reading heh). There on the page I flipped to casually (With Josephus I play 'lets pick a page') was mentioned the greek slave 'tyrannus'. Id not encountered the name b4 in my readings here n there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this episode is that the end of the Roman Republic is an exciting story in and of itself. The rise of Augustus and the consolidation of the Roman empire under the rule of one man, while preserving the outward forms of republicanism is an intrisically interesting tale. &lt;br /&gt;SO WHY FUGGIN MAKE SHIT UP???&lt;br /&gt;It isnt exciting enough? PFFT&lt;br /&gt;There isnt enough intrigue?? PFFFT&lt;br /&gt;boody hollywood just cant help 'making shit better'&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to be marking some morons' ancient history papers after they watch this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I got tools n a toolbox fer Christmas YAY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Ive had tools b4. NEVER had a good toolbox to put them in. So they tended to get lost. Now I have a fair to middlin chance at fixing my car MYSELF. Hell I already did the ignition timing yesterday! I can now tighten stuff myself. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113577653000121007?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113577653000121007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113577653000121007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113577653000121007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113577653000121007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-tv-stuff-i-need-to-get-this-off.html' title='more tv stuff (I need to get this off my chest)'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113577403907071062</id><published>2005-12-28T23:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:47:19.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidences (really just the one or two I can remember at the moment though theyre always happening to me)</title><content type='html'>I read a lot. Dunno if I ever mentioned that b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly crime fiction. I'm no snob I enjoy American writers and British. I havent found the genre well represented with Australian authors so no comments there. &lt;br /&gt;I do particularly enjoy the ones set in Los Angeles as, having been there I can track the various characters' movements which heightens the enjoyment factor. Big deal eh.I also enjoy the occasional scifi and humorous outpourings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading a novel written about 3 -4 years back set in sunny Boston n points thereabouts in which a character nicknamed 'Van Gogh' is killing people n removing their right ears.&lt;br /&gt;so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;One of the victims names is 'Gillfillan'. Weird arsed name that. Never heard it read it imagined it b4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished that book. Picked up 'Better than Life' the sequel to Red Dward (getting my SciFi AND comedy fix in one easy hit). First paragraph mentions 'van gogh'. So the last paragraph in book 1 and the first paragraph in book 2 both mention a Dutch painter. Neither book is about Dutch painters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up the next book. Crime novel set in Scotland. detective bieng shown around a building by an archaeologist named Gillfillan. freaky shit.&lt;br /&gt;All 3 books picked at random from the local library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive noticed this sort of thing happening a lot. Does this reflect anyone elses' experience? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought I had a small electronic transmitting device in my head for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the cricket. I would make some obtuse comment only indirectly related to what we were watching or listening to n about 2 minutes later one of the commentators would say the same thing almost word for word. Happened with the football too. Once or twice you think 'yeah they thought the same thing I did' but continually over 2 years (I am NOT referring to the little catchphrases etc all commentators develope andwhich get imitated by viewers). The Gurl thought I was being paranoid until she started to actually take note of the frequency of the occurences.&lt;br /&gt;Hell they even took shows off when I bagged shit out of them the night b4. As you could imagine I got somewhat nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Hasnt happened for some time now thank the gods. &lt;br /&gt;Talking about the gods&lt;br /&gt;I was playing squash the other day ('NO you were??' I hear you all say aghast) n looked up at the ineffective roof fans n thanked the great god of Squash , Jehengar Khan for bestowing his munificience on a shot I had played. The I realised The great one is still alive. So I had to change it to Hashim Khan as I'm fairly certain he has gone to the great glassbacked court in the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113577403907071062?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113577403907071062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113577403907071062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113577403907071062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113577403907071062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/coincidences-really-just-one-or-two-i.html' title='coincidences (really just the one or two I can remember at the moment though theyre always happening to me)'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113495537618402297</id><published>2005-12-19T11:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:22:56.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody pets</title><content type='html'>I miss my old budgerigar :/&lt;br /&gt;berty was a plain  green standard budgy. Like you get in the wild. Right size right colour.&lt;br /&gt;He loved watching the cricket, eating lettuce and telling me where the flies were when they managed to get inside.&lt;br /&gt;Bugger got really stroppy if ya turned the cricket off. Went mental in fact. Nothing could be heard over the screech of annoyed bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had good enough hearing he could ascertain when we opened the vege crisper from 2 rooms away. UP n down up n down he would run on his perch whislting happily . Loved lettuce he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hated flies as much as I did. Perhaps more. Always eyeball exactly where they were n make this unique 'theres a fly' chirp. Then do the dance of joy when I came n killed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I particularly enjoyed was when the gurl would hold the mongrel bastard cat up to his cage. THe cat would try to get away to no avail as the mighty beak of Berty came out the cage n nipped him on the nose. Cat hated it. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he would watch intrigued as the powerball lotto draw took place. Then hold his own draw with his coloured ball being rolled down his ladder 7 times (5 n 2 supplimentaries donchano). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated being interrupted while he talked about something too. Give you a right serve. Laughed at my jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like the stupid cockateil we have now. Bloody noisy bastard. Anyone want a bird?&lt;br /&gt;Though he does duck down n hide when ya say 'peekaboo!' which is cute. Screams NO DEAL NO DEAL whenever Deal or No Deal (Game show here where the host asks the contestant 'deal or no deal') is on tv. Cracks me up but we can NEVER get him to do it when the vidcam is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N i dunno who took my dog n why they left this OTHER identical one in his place. &lt;br /&gt;MY dog would look at you like you were a moron if ya walked up n started patting him. Call him with hand signal n he would walk calmly over n sit. This new, WEIRD dog grovels fer pats n attention in general. Sits his head on ya lap fer chrissake! WHERES MY DOG?? The gurl keeps threatening to give him away i say 'you go b4 the dog goes the CAT however.. that smelly little creature can piss off whenever it feels like'. To which I hear 'he is a tom - they all smell bad - he is actually pretty good'. Which is neither here nor there far as Im concerned. I dont have to deal with OTHER cats, just this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is nearly here. Done all our shopping cept mebbe two presents. NO mad scrambling in this house this year! First time fer everything eh. as always the problem was to find USEFUL stuff as distinct from fancy looking crap. me I am easy to buy for. Racket grips n squash balls. Easy. A sports shirt in a light colour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo have a good holiday season etc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113495537618402297?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113495537618402297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113495537618402297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113495537618402297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113495537618402297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/bloody-pets.html' title='Bloody pets'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113435670825597003</id><published>2005-12-12T12:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:05:08.313+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear V desire</title><content type='html'>I went fishing for trout yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Now I could be acused of being something of a dilettante when it comes to trout fishing.&lt;br /&gt;I go, wander about for a bit, teach one of my lures to swim some n if it looks like jack shit is happening I wander home again. My problem is I like 'sight' fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I like to SEE the fish I'm trying to catch. Around here lately that is like pfft... FAT chance mate. Every time Ive been gold panning where I went fishing yesterday Ive seen trout. Yesterday? zip nada, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think every time I go panning there I get something. Yesterday ? zip etc.&lt;br /&gt;The gurl got very disheartened very fast. Not helped that she isnt feeling real well lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went up to Sofala last week n yeah got nothing. I know I go at weird times of the day but I usually see SOMETHING. I dont usually use my fly rod though cuz I rarely know if I am doing it right heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhat more puzzled by our lack of success (relatively - we are not trying to find enough gold to retire on - just to say we found some) gold panning as I know generally where n what to do. I ALWAYS get something. Not lately :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty scared of bloody snakes yesterday. Very overgrown. Very dense foliage. And Warm. Snake time. thankfully we didnt see a single one. Doesnt mean they werent there. Sneaky bastards. THey lurk where you cant see them then BAM strike when you relax for a mere second!! In Australia it is customary to run the pricks over several times when seen on roads so they cant chase you n crawl inside your car , laying in wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Lebanese boyos in Sydney bash a Cronulla lifesaver or two last weekend. THIS weekend 5000 skips bashed some lebanese who were, lets face it, too stupid to stay away. N its the anglo saxons aussies' fault the whole thing started. Cant figure that out myself. Racial violence sucks. But surely white folks have the right to defend themselves? Are we supposed to roll over on our tummies n play dead while arabic australians abuse young women in the streets (when they arent pack raping them as has happened), assault surf life savers trying to save lives (volunteers all) and who have generally (so it seems) rendered one of Sydneys' favourite beaches a no go zone unless you are of some sort of Arabic descent? Not right. Not right at all. &lt;br /&gt;You lot got a fair go when they came here. you continue to get a fair go. Stop acting like arseholes. Cuz if you act like arseholes eventually a lot of people get the shits n some of them decide to DO something about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to call me racist can get fucked too. My exwife is chinese. My favourite uncle is Maltese. One of my best mates is Russian. Hell I even think the poms are ok. I grew up next door to a family of Lebanese refugees. Nicer people you wouldnt meet. They seemed pretty happy to be somewhere noone was shooting at them.  I wonder what THEY think of the behaviour of the younger, Australian born generation. &lt;br /&gt;The trouble is if the police arrest the pricks there is an instant bloody furor revolving around the fact they are 'lebanese' or 'muslim' or wherever the hell their anticedents are. NOT that they are little punk arse bastards. There are plenty of white mongrels in gaol across Australia for being pricks. When THEY get arrested noone makes a big deal about it do they? Nope. Arsehole got arrested for being an arsehole. Good. &lt;br /&gt;they all whine about why can't you just accept us n our culture. Well fuck you. Your lot CAME here cuz we dont do shit like that. So stop trying to import your culture of intolerance and hatred here then labeling US as racist because we refuse to accept behaviour from you which we find unacceptable in our own cultural context. Narrow mindedness, petty hatred and conflict is the reason your families came here in the first place. Yet you BRING it with you. If you want to live in a crap world where the inmates run the asylum go back to Lebanon or Iraq or Iran where the rule of law and the human rights you blythely babble about is upheld in such a shining fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing though. Dont ever seem to have any dramas with the Greeks, Italians, Maltese, Turks n Chinese. Or the Indians, Pakistanis n Sri Lankans. Aside from one or two bad eggs the Vietnamese seem to be a reasonable lot too.&lt;br /&gt;Hell our real national day is a celebration of the fact we INVADED Turkey. Gives them a fair reason not to like us youd think eh. Get along just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish we could send a few bloody NEW ZEALANDERS back home though. Can't move fer them on Bondi. It sux. Or sex. Or six. Something like that. Buy a vowel anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I know... as the South Park song goes... 'blame Canada!!!!' Right it is ALL Canadas' fault. Probably them thar FRENCH Canadians. Ca va.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise all you trades unionists from bloody England. Fuck off BACK there ya bastards. You all lobbed here in the late 70s n early 80s AFTER youd royally SCREWED the UK. Why? Cuz there were jobs n education n sun. Did you leave the bullshit behind? No. What a surprise it is to hear the dulcet tones of an english trades unionist banging on about shit here. Trying to fuck this country like they fucked England in the 70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i hear another whining puling moron complain about 'high' interest rates again I think I will be sick. You can tell right away they were gormless twits in the late 80s otherwise theyd remember the recession we had to have when the communists i mean the labor party stuck us with 20% unemployment and 20% interest on HOME loans. (dont ASK what business loans went to - hell I think we should have the right to SUE the labor party for gross missmanagement - they put my father out of business in about 6 months fuck you very much). &lt;br /&gt;How insulting can that lot get too? They had to introduce QUOTAS of women to try to boost the number of women in their party. Condescending bastards. If theyre good enough theyll get a run if they arent they wont. Simple. This is the system that gave us Roz Kelly as a MINISTER OF THE CROWN, Carmen Lawrence as a MINISTER of the CROWN, just to name two morons the labor party thought were talented. Just once I would like to see a labor party MLA who has actually either A run his/her own business or B at least held a JOB that DIDNT involve being a shop steward OR working for a union directly. Great grounding for running a country that. Learning how to blackmail employers, strike and generally do stuff that would have you arrested anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulled ANOTHER leg muscle on Tuesday. So. Second week running (!) no gym. No squash. damnit. N NO it was the OTHER leg. stupid stupid boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113435670825597003?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113435670825597003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113435670825597003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113435670825597003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113435670825597003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/fear-v-desire.html' title='Fear V desire'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113394021003975215</id><published>2005-12-07T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:23:35.956+11:00</updated><title type='text'>just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water</title><content type='html'>stupid leg&lt;br /&gt;yeah stupid damn leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulled a groin muscle the other day (no not THAT one). hurts it do when that happens.  Hobble hobble ouchy ouchy ouchy no more squash n gym fer at least a week. Going even crazier :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to mum n dads' again tomorrow we are pulling the front suspension struts out of mums' old (slighter errrr shorter) Peugeot n bunging them into mine. My left front shock is totally buggered. Looking forward to my beast handling n rriding like a Peugeot again (yay). Seems like we get to visit the parents every fortnight or so lately. I hope to also steal the front seats from her car. They are totally the wrong trim colour but I frankly could care less about that as my seat has frayed on the back squab bolster where you rub getting in and out. and theyve done about 600,000kms so theyre finally up fer wearing out I guess. Mums' car only has about 300,000 on the clock so the seats look near new. Hope to fix the exhaust once n for all too it is totally shitting me. Then soonish in the new year I'm be up fer front tyres (well... rears really but the current fronts are going on the back so the new ones will be on the front) Michelin XMV1 $125 per tyre hmmm not as much as I expected. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petrol is coming down again. you know itll go up just b4 xmas again though. bloody bandits. &lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the local idiots is screaming at her kid as I write. I reckon she is 3 streets over giving it total what for. Poor kid. dunno wtf he/she did but it surely cant be worth the entire suburb hearing about it. Swearing this n that n the other doesnt seem like a good way to raise a kid but what do I know eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with the cat is improving slowly. He gets out of my way when he sees me coming AND he sometimes actually leaves the room. I call this progress. Now if I can convince the little freak to just wander off n  not come home it will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have ALL our Xmas shopping done!&lt;br /&gt;ner ner ner... done and done. First time in HISTORY. No dealing with stressed out braindamaged people rushing about not looking where they are going n abusing you fer making 15 unsuccessful attempts to avoid them running into you. bastards. I will miss knocking little johnnies n jennies over as they wander about in their childish lack of awareness, heads jammed up their arses. I dont give way for your kids unless I know them. You have NO claim on my due care n attention beyond what is reasonable in avoiding flattening said kids unless they are directly in my care, related or friends' children. Otherwise they best watch where the hell theyre going!! OK ok I DO swerve for them on the road but only cuz the paperwork is  too too painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drives me crazy 1242452....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email spam from fuggin AMERICA labeled 'offer only available to U.S. residents' so... DONT send it to email addies .com.au bastards n I wont fire bomb ya damn office if i ever find out where it is. pricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeyas in a couple of days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113394021003975215?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113394021003975215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113394021003975215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113394021003975215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113394021003975215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-to.html' title='just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13501889.post-113355907403405068</id><published>2005-12-03T08:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:31:14.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Church Of the Almighty Bald One</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Church of The Almighty Bald One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin with the ritual chant.. "homer homer homer"&lt;br /&gt;Accolytes will undergo the ritual enbaldening leaving but 3 lonely hairs to nurtured and cared for.&lt;br /&gt;Hell is defined as Sector 7G.&lt;br /&gt;Here we do not say 'amen' we say 'mmmmmmmmm *topic for discussion*&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah has been replaced with 'wooooooohooooooooooo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te almighty one is credited with turning money into beer and providing nacho hats for the multitude!!&lt;br /&gt;Other miracles include the wondrous flying pig, the ability to make the sexiest cartoon woman ever love him and the miracle of the 300 game of bowling!! wooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son of the almighty one is the devil incarnate! Beware. &lt;br /&gt;The daughter of the almighty one is an annoying wasp droning about shit noone wishes to hear her words are poison to the truth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer and porkchops to all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mmmmmmmmm porkchops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13501889-113355907403405068?l=mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113355907403405068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13501889&amp;postID=113355907403405068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113355907403405068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13501889/posts/default/113355907403405068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mongooserspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/church-of-almighty-bald-one.html' title='The Church Of the Almighty Bald One'/><author><name>Mongooser</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03370586501888415516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
