Pressies...

(To the tune of 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, which may happen later ;) )

99 Chrissie pressies under the tree
99 Chrissie pressies
One of those pressies gets unwrapped
Then there's 98 Chrissie pressies left under the tree!

Christmas...

Ok, so I spose I should make some comment on this day that occurs evey year. Really! It annoyed me that I had to work today, Christmas Eve and a Saturday! It kinda annoyes me that I have so much to do before everyone I know comes round for dinner. But it's cool how many pressies are under our tree! They are starting to creep a little too far into the lounge room. I have never seen soooo many presents under one tree before! Will take a photo of it tomorrow before everyone opens them, or while, either way.

Any way, thats enough, Merry Christmas everyone!

Stupidist Way To Get Fired!!!

My friend's boss called him the other day, after 'Googling' his business website and finding my friends' Blog at the top of the Google search list. Well, this rich old German man went insane! He woke this friend twice in the early morning, after he had been to work for a number of hours (in a bakery, so they were EARLY hours!) and told him to delete the post! Did I mention that this post was dated in April! That's right, April! But wait, there's more!

Once the post was deleted, the boss called back and demanded that my friend remove the link from Google as well! Hahahaha, What The!?! Any way, he is soooo computer illiterate (the boss that is) that he said he was goin to sue my friend for defimation of his business! Just because this friend had very strong political veiws on the war in Iraq, he was suddenly a "Arabic Fundametalist" and a threat to our national security and if this link was not removed from Google's searches then my friend would not get his pay from the week before!

We both knew he was in the wrong, laughed from the beginning about his calling a lawyer, silly man. No legal grounds to stand on, if only he knew. As you can guess, my friend refused to work for this man again, demanded his pay and a full apology, and, of course, he got it! Again; stupid man!

IraQ - al-Qadea

I'm a lucky, lucky Gee!

I got a call at work the other day, from the Perth police, asking if I had lost something. I didn't even notice, but on my break I had left my wallet in the dodgiest alleyway in the middle of the city. Not only that but I had just taken $200 out of my bank to pay for some shopping. And guess what?!? Some nice honest person named Clive handed it in to the City Info Desk, with everything in it, including ALL my money! What a nice guy! Of course I was a bit distressed because when I got the first call I was so in shock that they had my wallet and I didnt that I didnt even ask how they knew where I was or if everything was still there.
The guy at the Info Desk told me I hadta go to the police station (on the opposite side of the city) and sign it out before going 200m from my work to pick it up, and not until 8pm! I finished work at 4pm, had no money, no bank card, no way to get home. Argh!
Any way, I went back to work, still in shock. Then got another call. The nice guy at the Info Desk had someone from the police station bring him copies of the forms I hadta sign and so I didnt have to go to the Police Station, thank goodness!
I got Clives number and called him and thanked him. Imagine that! I left my wallet in the Dodgiest alleyway and the only honest person in the city found it and handed it in! I'm a lucky, lucky Gee!

Internet Relationship?

Notice

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And, we have noticed that some of our notices have not been noticed.
This is very noticeable.

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remind you to notice the notices and to respond to the
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From the Notice Committee for Noticing Notices

Random Comments

I was just checking some comments, this one is from a while ago, from the post Road Rage. Note that the post is about idiots on the roads, now read this comment by Thought & Humour.

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Howdy

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."


MMMMMMMM Yes... I think we are thinking completely different things here...

Please, someone explain! Am I missing something here?

SmartyBlog Awards Drawn!

And no, neither Olive nor I won the first prize of $10,000 and we had such plans for it. *dreams of the new laptop she was gonna get* Oh well, at least I know that my blog (and possibly Olives) is sooooo much better than Bridge Girl's Travelling Diary *pffft* Not even in the Top Ten! What was wrong with these judges?!?

To check out the Top Ten Australian Blogs, click here.

*grumble grumble*

Postcards

(back of card) "I work at Disney World. I always act really super-nice but in my head , when a guest is being annoying, I imagine myself SMASHING THEIR FACE IN!!"

Many of you have probably already heard of Post Secret, if not you should definately check out the blog. It is not a regular blog, more like a homepage really. There is a book that has been released called PostSecret. You make your own personal postcard and send it to this guy with your secrets revealed. This guy must get a LOT of mail!

Mums Home-Made Patè

What You Need
500gms chopped chicken livers
5 rashers of bacon
1 diced onion
1 crushed clove of garlic
1 tablespoon of brandy, scotch or whisky
1/2 small tub of thickened cream

What To Do
Heat a little oil in a pan and fry onion, garlic and liver on a low heat until pinkish. Let cool.
Blend with a cocktail blender, adding salt, pepper and brandy until smoothish.
Add cream. (Warning: makes a big batch. If you wish to freeze some, add cream once drefrosted.)

Love Gee's Mum!

Brain Wave

"I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!"

I've seen this kinda thing before in emails and such, but when I came across it on Shambles & Rambles I just hadta do a cut/paste. I think Olive in turn found it on Kahlid's blog Secrets in Baghdad and I just couldn't resist posting it too.

A piece of wisdom...

We all have events from our past that haunt us as they reemerge as thoughts disguised as the real thing. Keep in mind the idea that thoughts can't hurt us without our consent.