A Good Year

Wow! The weather has been great so far for 2025. It's going to be a good year. 

I'm heading out into the sunshine to enjoy it. The day is sparkling.

We took the dogs for a walk early. We met up with one of the gay guys from a few houses down walking his dogs. He had little blue shorts on and his female dog rolled over and spread her legs for Brun and Otto. I wanted to say, Like father like daughter, but I don't really know him well enough to make that remark, so instead I said, "You guys are disgusting," as my two boys lapped enthusiastically at her girlie bits. We laughed.

The cafes were all full of people sitting outside enjoying the sunshine eating their big breakfasts and drinking their lattes. Early in the morning like that, it is pretty much locals, the tourists arrive a bit later in the day.

Sam got a new Mac Book Pro for work, the usual annual upgrade. One of his colleagues picked it up from the city saying he'd drop it in at our place, but for some reason he didn't drop it in, instead taking it home with him to Frankston.

"We have to go to Frankston to get it," said Sam.

"He took it from the city to Frankston?" I asked.

"I'm afraid so."

"Seriously?

"A-ha."

(for those of you not from Melbourne that is an hour south of the city, on a good day)

Anyway, maybe the essence of me willing him dead reached him, and now he's given it to a friend who was coming up to the city, who took it to his place in Box Hill. (for those of you not from Melbourne that is half an hour east)

Anyway, that is what we are doing now.

"We can have dumplings in Box Hill," said Sam sheepishly.

All I could manage was raised eyebrows.

New Year

I sat on the couch early and read the news, you know, to see what bad behaviour happened over night with the New Year’s celebrations. There was really nothing interesting to read.

I love these two progressive American chicks, blond and sassy and smart, and weirdly who live in Republican states, who have a YouTube channel, IHipNews, who told the one interesting story which was about a post by Elon Musk. He posted a picture of his son X sitting on his shoulders, which he captioned with, My son likes to cling to me like a monkey, or words to that affect.

Someone called Adrian Ditman made a comment. Elon, you are such a great father, your children must be honoured to have you as a father, or words to that affect.

Well, as it turns out, Adrian Dittmann is Elon Musk. Isn’t that sad. The world’s greatest douche.