Saturday, April 18, 2015

We went to Changing Gears at the Ian Potter Centre: NGV Australia. It was really cool.

Holden Efijy

Bolwell Nagari

Purvis Eureka

I remember when you used to see these around

Holden Hurricane

Torana GTR-XS

Some say GMH's biggest mistake not to make something

Falcon GT 351 Hardtop

My ex-best friend from school, Raymond, had one of these, his was orange. We used to drive around The Boulevard at 100 mph in it.

Vallian R/T Charger

Monaro GTS

My dad's friend had one of these, a four door, on holidays he used to strap us kids into it and drive into the town at 100 mph in it

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Today we went to Temple

The battery in a 3 and 1/2 year old Mac Air suddenly failed last week. We took it in and said that we felt that it was reasonable that a battery on a Mac Air, a premium lap-top after all, would last longer than 3 and 1/2 years under consumer law, the Genius' disagreed. They felt that it could have been replaced under consumer law up until about 3 years of age.
I guess it is handy to note that when you are looking to buy a premium laptop from Apple that one can only assume from the information provided today that it is not reasonable to expect an Apple computer to last more than 3 years.

Or, have I got that wrong?

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

I love these colours

Discerning job requirement

I woke to rain, heavy rain falling down. It was nice, I love the rain. I text J at work and said to her, "You see, even the gods are crying at me leaving."

J didn't want me to leave, she said she'd miss me and didn't know how she'd cope without me.

"Bahahahahaha. And me too."

I didn't want to leave either, but that was the role I was employed to do, fill in until J was hired and then train her before I left. I didn't want to leave because the office was, literally, at the end of my street. People asked me how long it took me to get to work, it is an obsession with employees now a days, as so many of them seem to live at the end of one of the many freeways that infest our cities with traffic.

"Five minutes."
"Ha ha ha ha, no really?"
"No, really, five minutes, I only live across the road."
"OMG!" was so often the answer. "It takes me an hour and half on a good day," was so often the answer.

I can't imagine what that would be like, an hour travelling to work on a good day. My number 1 job requirement is being able to walk to the office. Permanent job, of course, I can't be quite so specific with assignment work.

The sun is out now, the day smells fresh, I'm going to take Buddy for a walk. And then maybe rest. Of course, Santo is right onto the chores, chores, chores  quite different to my usual between assignment time when he is at work. I might have to put some Phenergan in his tea.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

It was our first day home together today, Santo and I. Santo got retrenched just before Easter, I'm not sure that I have mentioned that already and my latest assignment finished yesterday. So today we are both officially unemployed. Well, I guess, technically, with a stretch of the definition, I am still employed, so today we are both officially without work.

So, we took Buddy for a walk and I photographed this gorgeous pink geranium, they were like pink velvet in the sun, you know, as you do. Look at that colour, it is dazzling.

Sad but true

The Earth provides for everyones needs, but not everyone's greeds.

 - Mahatma Ghandi

There is enough food on the planet to feed all of the world's population. What does that say about me and you? It says a lot, and none of it is very nice, I don't reckon.

I give money the the Smith Family to make myself feel better, to ease my guilt, what do you do? I have for a while and which reminds me that I should send them some more money. 

I used to bang on about the poor, many years ago, saying we should all do more when a friend of mine asked me the question for the very first time, "So Christian what do you, actually, do to help the poor, you know, other than running off at the mouth?"

"Um, er, ah...?"

I've given money to the Smith Family ever since.

Just saying... putting it out there, in your minds. It is easy to do, no really, it is easy.

Monday, April 13, 2015

My cute cat

I'm sitting here with Milo purring in my lap. He is such a purry cuddly kitten, quite the charmer. Eight months old now, so nearly not a kitten. He's getting bigger, but he still has his kitteny face. He is so playful and active though, but maybe that is simply compared to Missy, who was 20 years old, after all.  

He is trying to chew the buttons off my business shirt. What a little scamp.

He's a biter and a licker. I tap his nose whenever he bites and he looks incredulous, as cats always do when you do such things.

Oh, hang on, he just discovered my muesli on the coffee table. 
Incredulous look. Why are you telling me off! What gives? They never really understand why they aren't allowed to do just as they please.

Back in my lap he is like a vibrating hot water bottle. Cute, huh.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Hot Audi, cool colour

I love shopping in Victoria Street

Saturday, April 11, 2015

I went walking at dusk. It is a good time to go walking