The Jamjar

Projection

Michelle says: i have a cup of tea
frogstar says:mmmm
frogstar says: i'd like tea, please
Michelle says: *pours some on the modem*
frogstar says: with a drammy o' soymilk
Michelle says: we have soymilk here.. for you hippies
frogstar says: i read that "for your nipples". i was disturbed.

Airedale Street

I am blogging.

or not, rather.

This is not a pipe.

I have so many things I want to talk about:

• Dan Brown / The crappy DaVinci Code
• the weather
• classes
• sites
• work
• public transport
• civil unions
• wedding photos
• beautiful days
• visitors
• love
• elearning
• Later with Jools Holland

so yeh.. I want to tell you all about these things but can't wrangle anything but wanted you to know that I was thinking about stuff. Fancy a coffee? and a chat?

Quality Time

me: that's a cool looking QuadBike.
you: That's a very cool looking QuadBike.
me: Oh it's like a beautiful bracelet I saw in that shop earlier. It was wide, enamelled panels - purply, with all these bits and beads and crystals and chains all over but in a good way but what was really cool was that right in the centre of the centre enamalled panel was this sparkly ladybug with it's wings half open...
you: What the hell does that have to do with QuadBikes?
me: if you let me finish you'll see that..
you: Arg! so you said you saw this bracelet and I thought cool, a QuadBike bracelet.. then you said it was wide enamelled panels and I thought you were going to say they had QuadBikes on them then you said it had all this stuff and chains and stuff and I thought maybe it had a QuadBike on it then you said right in the centre there was something sparkly and I thought it better be a frickin' QUADBIKE and it was a *ladybug* ? how the hell do you go from "thats a cool QuadBike" to "ladybugs"?
me: the QuadBike's wheel guards look like the ladybugs wings half open.
you: You suck.
me: Can you top telling me that I suck, it's not very nice.
you: Ok. You "teh rock".
me: You are using different words but you're still mean that I suck, don't you?
you: Yes.

Skippy?

Molly's a bit *too* clever some days

Just like you

You know when your room is really messy? Littered with paper and clothes, books and notes, debris and stuff that really has no business being anywhere but in the empty rubbish bin in the corner? So messy, in fact, that when you navigated the rare islands of carpet in the sea of chaos to sit on the edge of the bed to pull on your stockings then put on your shoes in that frantic dressing mode of a late-for-work mornings, it takes you until you're half way to the bus stop to realise you've trapped some unsuspecting "something" between your skin and the heel of your stocking?

Sure you do - c'mon - you know your room gets that untidy.

Doesn't it?

No?

Just me then.

So I spose you've never had to practically undress in the bathroom at work to be relieved that the thing stuck to your heel was only the small square informational brochure they slip into boxes of Carefree tampons and not the empty condom wrapper you thought it might be. I guess then you've not sat in a toilet cubicle and giggled at your own goofiness at having the cross section illustration of the female reproductive system showing correct tampon placement in the heel of your shoe?

God. It is just me then.

In that case I'm almost positive you haven't then gone home to your exhusband's house and made him sit on the couch, plonking your now bare feet into his lap and suggested in that cute, but uncompromising tone, that you would like a foot rub and he's then found the front page of that same brochure you thought you'd removed from your stocking earlier in the day still stucked to your heel?

I suspected as much.

Tiki Tour

I was poking around in my Photo Library trying to find the photo I took of the kangaroos (sheep) in Australia and found this photo from my Trip to Christchurch late last year. I don't really know where this is - maybe some Cantabrians can help me out. It was after a winding drive up up the hills on a wonderfully windy day. The two people in blue there were hiking up the path, stopping for a well deserved rest and admire this gorgeous view.

Long Time No Linkage:

Rosie sent me a wonderful link this week to some neat storyboard stories.

I stumbled over this scrumptious content packed blog the other day. If you want to look at beautiful things, take a click at Design*Sponge. I [heart] the nested tables! and look at that groovy wallpaper!

Fun and Games at DSE

I guess Dick Smith Electronics is the Foodtown of electrical and computer equipment. It's all seems too convenient, a bit overpriced and bulkbuy - but it does the trick when I can't be arsed shopping around for absolutely everything in my life.

A few weeks (months?) ago, my beautiful big 21" Trinitron computer monitor spazzed out and although I'm sure it's just a $4 fuse, i've not done much in the way of getting it fixed. All it takes is a call to the 0800 number and they come and get it and fix it then bring it back again in a few days. Last time this happened they even gave me a loan monitor which was so nice of them. But, I've not phoned the 0800 number - in stead, I got a cheap blurry old screen from an internet cafe and have been squinting and hating my online experience instead.

I'm not a smart man, Janny.

And on Sunday I had had enough. Enough, I say. So I DSE.co.nz'd the monitor section and saw a 17" for only $138 dollars and decided that was way easier than squinting a moment longer.

I know I know but sometimes throwing money at a problem is less effort than fixing it properly.

This scenario is not unusual in my life.

Anyway.

After the Warriors game* I dropped into the Dick Smith store and asked after their monitors**. They had one left in stock so I said I'd have it. He said it was in the stock room which was upstairs. I said I'd wait and away he went to source it.

After some time, he came back: somewhat out of breath. "Don't tell me you don't have one afterall" I warned him. He told me the monitor was in stock but wasn't a new one. Turns out it was a "product return" and he could give me a discount but he wasn't sure if I still wanted it. I asked a few questions and enquired after the discount and, being DSE it wasn't much of a discount but it was better than a poke in the eye with the burry monitor that was sitting at home so I said OK, that was fine. He sighed and said he needed to go *back* to the storeroom to get it and it might be a while because the lifts were out and he had to leg it up the many flights of stairs. I wished him luck and wondered why he didn't bring it downstairs the first time.

He took much longer to come back, lugging the box with my secondhand monitor. He was puffing a bit and perspiration was beading down his face from his hairline.

I couldn't resist. Though I didn't try *that* hard to resist.

As he straightened and tried to catch his breath I said "I've changed my mind, I don't want it anymore."

*Priceless* facial expression.

I laughed and said "i'm just messin' wit cha" and he grr'd and I laughed.

So now I have a temporary, probably end up being permanent, 17" monitor (16.2" viewable) until I get my beautiful 21" monitor to the shop and a funny little story to blog about.

Well I thought it was funny.

* Warriors lost to the BullDogs (we hate the bulldogs) on a beautiful sunny day where I got sunburnt and it rained so I got wet too - go Auckland weather. But by Jesus it pisses me off when Warriors fans leave the stadium before the end of the match. Sure, we weren't going to win and sure, that Bulldogs try 5 minutes before full time was a pain in the neck but having 5000 fans stand and leave can't do much for our Team. Damn Fair Weathered Supporters - shame on the lot of you.

** I hate LCD monitors. The End.