On the Now

Blogs Suck

2006-10-16T12:23:00.000+09:30

HOW TO SUCK

Yer, blogs really do suck .. and I think the reason is becuase they are:

Stupid fashions that only young kiddies (including full time and part time students) and bored office workers do.
Far too time consuming to: a) Read b) Build and write
The Symbol of a either a driven/ motivated or highly organised individual, and upon that realisation, the fact that you can't do a blog makes you feel... well farking lazy?
Somebody that really wants to become a Journalist, and unless the person is really funny, who is going to like them?
The blog content is usually quite crap and the person reading has now defined their borring life to reading other people's boring lives.

I think i want to blog once a week, if i can give 20-30 minutes a week to my fellow bloggers i think i am providing a strong grounding to show how boring some people really are, or is it because my blog is really boring?

THIS WEEK..

Well i think it has been more of a this year kinda entry comment, I must be too lazy or too busy or something... maybe both!

Film has finally built momentum, I just finished the last shoot day in which I was Assistent Producer, but i was also smoke machine artist and dolly grip (dolly grip was very important for the realisation scene, it's what made Hitchcock famous with Vertigo ). If anybody has heard, the film was called 'THE CATCH' it's a 17 minute short film about a 17 Yr Old who is lured by a Transexual into BDSM and there is a missed love connection. It's a great edgy film that should get some good attention and will hopefully do an international short film circut. It was shot on the SONY XDCAM HD DV F330 which is a slightly better camera than what was used for local Feature Film '2:37'.

Any way current sterf on the cards.

SPAA

Poker Doco

Brunatex - This Day film clip

Aussie Occa comedy short

12 other things in a lesser stage of progression.

Am I a character from Seinfeld?

2005-11-30T11:09:00.000+10:30

Laying asleep under my desk for around 15 minutes I woke and questioned what am I doing? am I a character from seinfeld? do I know any other characters? I would prefer to live the luxuary of what the actors get paid but that's not the point.
After a restless night's sleep I deceided to shut my office door and lay under my desk like I have done numerous times before, once in my previous job but it was far too obvious. As a back up for the intruding director or admin staff I took a blue highlighter pen (something Macgyver-esk) and had it ready as a tool for why I was under my desk, picking it up ofcourse.

Yesterday on my way home from work, I was riding my new bike and was very close to being home when a car pulled out without looking and I was really farkd off, so I waved my arm at the man driving then I rode faster to pull infront of him. Being on a bike I rode infront of him at the slowest pace I could which really pissed him off (objective achieved) and was made obvious by the 5 plus times he jumped on his stupid air horn that they put in today's BMW's. Riding infront for about 30 seconds I turned off at my street infront of the GREEK restaurant, people sipping Cafe' Latte' looked at me and I waved to them.

Also, we (my house mates and me) have this person that drops over all the time, it no big deal or bad thing, but sometimes he comes in when we are leaving an he insists on staying while we are away (sometimes up to 4-5 hours) until we come back, or just hangs out along in our house then leaves. On a few occassions I have gotten up to find him on the couch after letting himself in due to weak security on our premise.
He also eats regulary at our place and has never done any kind of dishes or aided in the preparation of meals.

Too many times I also feel that some conversations are way too Seinfeld-esk as some topics of random descritpion carry on for way past their used by date.

Being Cool in the 00's

2005-11-23T09:17:00.000+10:30

Those Emo kids that you see swaming city locations buying CD's and fast food dressed in black with metal studded belts and piercings in all the special places that you could not have thought of ( I've seen a girl with them in the back of her neck, and another with them in the webbing of her thumb) are you also wondering what this crazy is?

It's the total transition of trying to be different and cool while 70% of your direct demographic have the exact same idea and influence, thus making them lemming-esk and all pop like ...... ehh..... eminem or Britney... or any other band/ brand wagon that makes them feel collectively wanted and special.

It seems evident that innovative and strong minded personas that spawn from free speaking and artistic bands also have an innovative and influencial image that carries along with their audience and then spills into popular culture.
There are those that are primary to the culture and they are the cool and understanding, and then there are those whom sit secondary and further down the chain whom are unfortunately misled sheep looking for a flock to call their own.

A fashion comes and then it goes, it can be music, clothing or industrial paint, its just a style or receipe that effects a collective group. Being victim to this fashion is not something uncommon to the status-quo or each person, but the number of times you are a victim of fashion is where you can see the failed lesson in life. For some is shows their naive understanding of what they see about the world around them.
Imagine being stuck in the burbs and you don't go into the city much, seeing a person decked out in Eminem gut-up with Wu-tang tracki's may really look appealling especially cos you love the cool rapper, and you want to be just like him and 4 of your other cool friends. Then you go to a party and you realise that not only do another 30 people at the Christies Beach back yard party have the same style, they also have the same colour size and sharpe weapon in their back pocket.

So if it's important to be cool, then the trade of for being cool is not being an individual unless you are the innovator of cool, but sometimes the road of innovation and creativity is oppressed and harshly treated until it emerges as 'the bomb' and is certified by critics. It's easy to imagine that the parent of a new style, music or clothing or other has created, lived and exposed it and over is it long before it is excepted and taken by the monkey culture that follows (monkey and sheep are interchangable).

So next time you are buying something ponder if you are buying it because all the monkey's have made it fashion or is it something that you like which you are choosing from your heart. To recheck yourself mouth, 'Is this the new happy pants or grunge check shirt?'.

Creating the goal

2005-10-14T02:48:00.000+09:30

In the past week I saw a show that came on after Plan-B which was something that I know can be replicated if not produeced on one's own ideas for thier own show.

It was Australian and of good quality.

If one was to do something of their own, they may ask themselves how.

But how isn't the real question, the question is why? The purpose should be to discover their own limitions of what they can achieve and expore a talent or interest which sits inside them.

The first hurdle may be to do something, doing what and where to start is often the hardest. Understanding the topic and how it works comes from research via google and contact with other interest groups. A cliche' best fitting to this is, 'Birds of a feather flock together'.

If you don't want to play with other birds to learn and harvest a solid direction for something you want, the road of doing it alone may be hard, or worse not even taken.

How to write

How to write more

Failure in attempt is more rewarding than the success of nothing.

UPDATE

2005-09-30T10:37:00.000+09:30

Its been too long since I have blogged.

New job is sic, have just stepped into a whirlwind so its a bit crazy, but still better than accounting. My accounting and business developement background helped me get the position, also being highly interested in film has made me more attractive also.

Seems my first few weeks have involved doing a complete overhaul of the accounting and admin system that they have been using. When I had my 3rd interview with the board of directors( I had 4) they asked me how I would do certain things in the position considering that I had been there for 2 weeks learning how most things worked. I said that some if not most things needed to change for certain reasons. They asked me a question, then I said that I couldn't answer that because it was too easy could you please make it a little harder, I think what I should of said is 'can you please provide an example'.

just yesterday I look in my in box to find a typed 2 page document headed board minutes for improvement. I was funny when I realised that most if not all the things that were on the list of recommendations were ones that I had also thought of, then I went hang on... that's what I told them!!!!

So at the moment I'm helping the Director prepare the 2006 budget, but more importantly I'm helping with the Grant application to the government for funding for next year due today. Word is that last year the Victorian equivalent just forgot to apply for funding and missed out on any money from the government, they went into liquidation..... HOH serious stuff......

Punked

2005-08-26T12:24:00.000+09:30

I have successfully 'PUNKED' 3 fellow work mates, and punked one of them twice, I feel that this should continue until I leave this working environment on the 31st of Sept.

Punkings have included, a series of paper clips usually 15-20 attatched end-to-end and then placed with a bulldog clip to the out cusp of one's pants, usaully the back or right pocket. The IT KNOB got the punk first and took the love and excitiment out to the lady in the lunch truck which while being served I pointed the punk-love out to her as the IT-KNOB tried to chat her up, she couldn't listen as she struggled to breath from the comedy that I presented, the parnter of the firm also laughed and made comment ( the power was collecting in my anarchist-love catcher).

2nd victim was GREEK-KNOB, the old lady in the office and myself asked if he was a punk (punk chain hanging around his feet from his pocket), he says yeah im a punk, ... eh what 'cha looking at punk?? he says, we laugh.... chain gets caught under chair and he then throws it at us... comedy... the old lady says you've been PUNKED!!!

I'll do some flip screens for when we get back from lunch (CTRL-ALT and up/down/left/right arrow), usually nobody knows what to do, sometimes the IT guy has to put the screen on it's side, or sometimes up-side down just to work out what is going on....

Next aim is to attack the Partners computer, like what can they do??? fire me??

3 1/2 days left until departure to new position.... HOH it's good..

Cut me out and paste me in a different setting, NOW!!

2005-08-09T09:37:00.000+09:30

This whole ' I'm leaving thing' is taking far too long, It has only been a week since my annoncement and I want to leave right now, well I don't want to any work (but then who ever really does).

I think my goals and daily formulea of where I am really don't hold any interest to me at all. I have an interview and this really exciting new position that has come up, it's not at all about what I'll be doing it's where I'll be doing it (working), and if I get it, it will only be 4 days a week.

The girl from the recruitment agency rang me on my mobile while I was at work, I had to answer it cos there was a strong chance that the unknown number with the 'significant' choice of numerals was of some importance (I usually don't answer calls unless I know who it is,even when each silent number that calls is going to my parents I dont' answer - random questions suck ass. So I proceeded to take questions from a Hiedi from the recruitment agency who I managed to answer without saying infront of my co-workers yeah, 'I'll take the job, I can't wait to get out of here'

H: 'so are you interested in this position?'
Me: ' Absolutley'
H: 'You are well qualified for this position, you're over qualified, is that ok?'
Me: 'That's fine'
H: 'How much notice would you need to give to your current employer?'.
M: 'Oh, the usual'
H ' So 2-4 weeks'
M: 'well more the first'
H: 'So 2 weeks'
M 'Ya'
H: 'excellent'

I was glad she didn't ask me why I wanted the position, or why I think I'd be good for the position, or some other bullshite questioning like some places do.

I have an interview with the agency on Friday, they are going to give me a computer test. As soon as those words fell, I was thinking,'turn on computer, ehhhhh, what else do I know, ahhh'.

I couldn't think of anything, how do you say what you know about computers, its more of well ask me to do something and maybe I can do it.
I'm guessing they are going to see if I can do some magic with a spread sheet.

When I got off the phone, I realised that by holding the phone close to my ear didn't stop all the sound coming out of it, so when it was up really high all the people in the quiet office could what she said anyway.

OKAY IM BACK TO WORK NOW..... this client only made $30k this year, which has come from an initial $60k split to his wife, he has bad record keeping, Im sure he's hiding alot of income here, ahh well...... sweep it under the ATO radar.. they wont know....

2005-08-04T16:34:00.000+09:30

HIGH-END PRO
Something that I have previously had a feeling for has now become apparrent. High-end professionals are distinguished from semi-pro's and other's by way of accuracy of task and function. i.e. a doctor is paid more when they know more about the body which they operate, hence they become specialists. Alternatively, an anestheist is a person with a PHD and/or MD whom merely measures your wieght and hieght and then puts a needle in your arm?? right??? wrong, an anethetist does this with a 0% margin for error, hence the amount of money they get for such a seemingly basic job. Their faultless position makes them worth while, joe blow sticking a needle in your arm so you don't wake up during an operation just isn't very safe.

AVOID THE GRIND
So what's my point?? Some people have positions and placements that pay good money, sometimes the money is reflective of supply and demand, when the supply of a position is low it can be due to people being not interested in the position (cos sweeping streets can be shite for the majority), or the position is of special skill which is something that only grows as a population does.
So with this skill ( each to their own) we make a clock in and clock out time for our daily grind, our paths reflecting growth for some kind of family or step up the ladder for personal fulfillment. So, isn't it funny when you realise (or re-realise and act upon) that this skill is I (we) have isn't the only skill that I can grind with, and the more I keep grinding, the more I forget about growing.

NO GRIND FOR ME
I know numbers, and I know strategy and commerce and things that relate to the buying and selling of goods and services, I have been grinding away in one corner of interest which has tried to bind me in, but I have attempted to break away. If I'm an accountant and I'm doing tax for 3 years to get some special peice of paper I have no other time to grow and explore, thus I am mixing my skill with some sort of passion. If I can turn my grind to a smooth polish each day, surely I'll need to grow to maintain some sort of financial well being?

INNOVATION V THE GRIND
Similar to the indicators for strong market growth like efficiency and effectiveness of operations, innovation is a key that can't be taught or disciplined and involves an innate link of self. So what does this mean?? When I remember things like this I feel overrun with happiness because I know I can make special things happen, because risk is in positive correlation with return.
Hence, I am looking for new work which isn't 5 days a week 9-5 with a predetermined future and a 9% super plan, and I will out lay considerable amounts of money to set up for an innovative career in making short film.
But there's no money in that, and how many have you made already? Shouldn't you do some study or something?

POWERFUL CLICHE' FOR EFFECT?
Fortune favours those who are brave.

I prefer, "DO OR DO NOT, THER IS NOT TRY!".

Melodies of The Working Environment

2005-07-28T11:13:00.000+09:30

I've noticed when it's a good day I have a Melody that I bounce along to, sometimes it's the same one over and over.
The problem is when you have to think real hard and the melody what stay away, worse is when you have a 'Bad' melody that somebody has planted.

Today's Melody is 'Interstate Love Song' by The Stone Temple Pilots.
I can't get that syncopated hook out of my head, and then I fall in-love with the falling baseline turnaround run. Then the lyrics come flooding back,' and I feel it...... where you going tommorrow...da da-du. da da da.. where you going with that mask you found.... and I feel and feel when the dogs begin to smell her.... got time .. time.. .. wait for tommorrow...' SOLID!!!!!

I've discovered that good songs don't need to be continually listened to, they arrrive in your subconscience.

GOOD SONGS

Interstate love song, The Stone Temple Pilots
get up, James brown
anything from INCUBUS
anything from the collection of Phil Collins

BAD SONGS

Metropolitan Plumbing ad - drip, drip
The Shoe Shed Commercial
Britney Spears. END

Damn it I'm eating that Pasta, even if it kills me!

2005-07-05T11:33:00.000+09:30

It has been a while since I last made pasta, so I threw one together on the weekend so I could feed from it when I felt like it. Just a basic sauce and 2 veg with 1 meat.

I was emptying the dishwasher, a task that happens on infrequent occassions, but frequently by the same person. Putting a glass away, it slipped from my clutches and I went to catch it with a big solid Handled glass in the other hand, and smashed them together. The smaller glass was no match for the handled glass.

Usually this would be a simple matter of cleaning up the mess and moving on, not so this time. I had my pasta wok on the stove directly underneath, I looked through to find any glass, but I could see any, I saw some very big pieces broken off on the bench, then I looked at my jumper and there were tiny shirs of glass all through it.

A few hours later, after leaving the pasta on the stove top, paying a game and comptemplating what to do about the food that would feed 4 people, I decieded to 'Give it a crack', as I could always sift through it as I ate it.

I didn't really see anything, but twice in the same bowl, and a few bowls after that, I heard a large crunch, which could have been the grizzle (which I thought i had removed) from the bacon. I ran to the sink and spat that out.

I consumed all the pasta remaining. I thought that I had escaped the risk of glass in my stomach, but I'm not really sure if it even made it there. Currently I have an itchy feeling at the back of my throat, kinda like a hair stuck to it. I thought it was a hair that I just couldn't shake, then I realised to day that it could have been glass.

I'm not sure what I should do, if anything, I haven't done anything about my ankle, and it seems to be getting fine with out any aid, so maybe my glass infected throat will sort itself out. If I make it through this one, I'll consider doing medicine, which sounds alot more rewarding than accounting!!!!

It's time to go - Chip Leader

2005-07-04T10:34:00.000+09:30

The evidence is building, the numbers are gathering and the fat lady is doing her C-Major scale warm ups.

I had a seated discussion with the 2 partners at work on Friday, and it was all put on the table. Basically, they let me be aware that they knew that I was wanting to move on, and indicated that they would like to have me around but aren't sure if I fit in to the role without a CPA.
Considering that I am an Alpha with creative and leadership qualities, the kind of things that I would like to do can only be done with a professional body membership. Because I had not been to the partners to claim for my CPA fees (partners pay for professional developement), they knew that I hand't done it this semester, thus I didn't show dedication to the position, derrrrr...

A professional qualification would be nice, and making some creative ideas for established businesses and establishing business does sound appealing, but I seriously would rather run my own business than show somebody else how to do it and let them get all the rewards!!!

I have had some interesting clients of late, a vending machine operations business, who finances vending machines for those M & M's and munchies that sit in your office and nightclub setting, also, a kids camp function operation, all interesting but I can't really suggest them to do anything to improve business until I am a pro.... (CPA).

So, with everything on the table, there seems to be alot for you to take away, the partner says as I smile and do bear-hug swoop of the table pretending to pickup everything that was 'on the table'. The partners tell me that I'm really good with clients and I'm fun to have around, but they need somebody more committed bla, bla, bla, I nod and agree with everything that they say and lead them into further discussions on internal operational policy.

With us all in agreeance, I hold the upper hand as I am working on one of the largest jobs for the firm, the QLD retirement village, and it's in its first year of Audit, and if I leave any time soon, they are... well .. will have a large share in the screw section of Bunnings ( they are screwed, rooted, farked). So, I have a month of cruising until I find something and make a descision of what to do.

Dance like nobody is watching

2005-07-01T09:36:00.000+09:30

Dance like nobody is watching, sing like you are a rock star, laugh like a child, and fark like a porn star.

The above cliche's are somewhat close to what somepeople say, but have you heard the one that goes,'Play tennis like you are being rammed up the ass with a cactus!!'?? yeah, I didn't think so? I went to bed last night and woke with my sore ankle, I went and got something to eat and turned the TV on for a little BB update to chatch the end of the show where I was disgusted to find that my girl is cheating on me (Kate), I then started to watch the tennis. Big black horse Vs lanky blonde, AKA Big Will and Shaps.

I was really getting into it and t'was really starting out to be a good game and normally one that Big Will dominates, but not with the shaps on the other end. Shaps has a lanky and solid stance with some toned arms and uses her grunting to expell air and maybe pronounce her dominating stroke (a pychological attack on the other player, Williams is quite strong and only really started to belt out her efforts towards the end of the 5th game, as Shaps was getting her back from 5:2.

Falling asleep to this, i was waking ( no n in that word) to the sound of 2 girls thumbing a ball followed by a solid grunting noise, it kinda put a smile on my face as I drifted back to the land of nodd, but then the grunting seemed somewhat masculine and less of the girly sweet pleasure sound that I was use to, and Moresmo came into my head and I quickly turned the TV off, and said, "happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts".

Evaluation of Self

2005-06-30T11:15:00.000+09:30

I've been enjoying a few more beers of late, and have been looking forward to thier relaxing qualities while at work. Maybe I have'nt had an energetic release or level of interaction that has left me noticably satisfied for a while and this consumption is a coping mechanism. Hopefully this drinking thing is of a short life, although I can't knock those that endulge the great orange whipe, just want to maintain moderation.
I know that my involvement of other non-sustainable activities is a sign for a need of repair in some areas of life, mainly achievement and self satisfaction.

Last night I was in the beer drinking mood and found somebody to drag to the Astor for the $25, 2 Schnitzels and a jug-o-beer deal. This old friend, said that I was 'twisting her arm', hence not much effort required.
I had to appologise for not being able to go to her birthday a few weeks ago, which has made it 2 years in a row. I had a reason, which I explained was due to the death of a family member, not wanting to get into the whole death thing, she said that she had something to say. The next sentence was something along the lines of, 'my friend ***** after she broke up with ****** , he hung himself....!!'. WOW!!!!

Conversations continued about the turn of events unfolded with reasons given and her expression of anger towards the person for the selfish act. I mentioned that it was a big thing to do, and the reasons must have been strong, and if it was that person's fault then surley part of the blame was to lay with society for not being able to help and support this person for what his reason was.

I had to switch roles several times, from setting up for the defensive modist with my loss, to the understanding and reflective role that i had to prepare for with her loss, which actually turned to defence as I thought her feelings were'nt empathic or even sympathetic enough. Then I realised that she was only really trying to deal with how her friend was feeling and trying to shape her emotion to benefit her friend who had lost her ex-parnter.

You could expect this topic to go on for a while and really change the mood of the evening, but it was really only a subject mere discussion which was jsut as quickly picked up and put down as a disscussion on the over wieght kids on TV, which was the next topic.

I then went to the counter, where the bar-girl said that I reminded her of 'the boyfriend of the gilr who was in clueless, when you wear a hat!'. I said that I wasn't familar with the movie, but knew that she was talking about Reece Witherspoon, or as my friend called her, grimspoon. So, I wasn't sure if it was about Reeces screen boyfriend in the Movie, or her husband whom she has 2 kids with.
Next time, I'll tell this bar-girl that she reminds me of the wife of the guy who was in the movie,'Romancing the stone'. Catherine Zitta Jones.

So, I'm planing to drink more beer Friday and Saturday night, and think I'll be back next week to have a Schitzel and see Catherine Zitta Jones.

Moments of Sweetness

2005-06-24T09:25:00.000+09:30

When there is an 8 or 9 hour day minimum ahead of you need somelittle things to look forward to. Sometimes its lunch and then going home, and then there are those little things in-between like the 9am and 10am, and 3 pm coffees, hoh don't they get you throu those little bumpy sections of the day, then if you squeeze in a 4pm bog and a 11am and 12 am blog, it is almost impossible to work for more than an entire hour.

Currently we have Lions lollies which dont' really taste that good, and I have it a go for a while be they weren't much to look forward to. Occassionally we have an office chocky frog box that somebody brings in for there kids sporting team, but they get a little sickly after a while.
At the minute we have a cancer fund raising box with an entire collection of mini chocs, or candies!!! The guy has come back once a week to refill this puppy, it must contain at least 30-40 items all costing 60 cents each. I, unfortuneatley have developed a 2-3-4 item a day habit, its hard to get away from. I started with just a small filler in the morning before lunch, now it is my breakfast and afternoon snack. I am now eating these things on credit ( due to the honesty style of this charity), and thus I don't know how much I owe, so I am now overpaying what I should be, its turning out to be an expensive exercise.

This real issue now is that im in competition with all the other addictees who want similar items, I want the Snickers, then the Honey log and the Mars bars or Summer roll, when you are paying top dollar for these items, you want the best.

I am sure this is just a fad and it wont last, or the charity will only make a loss 3 times in a row after we under pay them and will not return.

Can't believe it

2005-06-23T13:55:00.000+09:30

Can't believe - I have to try and remember the rule for 'i' before 'e' except after 'c', and then look at it and work out if it looks right, and sometimes if it is typed i have to write it cos 'it's easier that way'.

Can't believe - It's end of financial year, and I'm trying to get ride of a belly that I gained and didn't lose during summer for the upcoming summer, I feel that if you get too far behind in summers, it is really hard to catch up.

Can't believe - I had a flat battery on Monday, rolled my ankle on Tuesday, had a day at home alone to fend for myself with no assistence (even when asked, rotton sodds) from anybody on Wednesday, and then had a flat battery again on Thursday and couldn't walk to work due to ankle. Didn't have much money so I had scrape up all i could find to pay the taxi driver $6.10.

Can't believe - It's winter and I still over heat at night sleeping naked and covered only with a dunna.

Can't believe - While im over heating, my house mate has the heater going for a senior portion of the night.

Can't believe - I have little work to do and feel guilty that I'm finally doing some blogging for the porbers at home or work.

Can't believe - I still haven't gotten a haircut for at least 3 months, the longest ever, and I only seem to care about it every once and a while. This is mainly due to my regular hair dresser moving interstate, and not sure who to trust with the newly appointed position of Chad's stylist.

Can't believe - I'm back to a zero balance on my pokerroom account, but Pokerstars seems to be doing well, it must be the 9 handed tables that lets me in the game.

Can't believe - I have so many can't believe's and i think i still have some more

Can't believe - this may be the last can't believe if i can't think of anymore before i reach the end of this line.

Can't believe - It's the end.

Where's my custard??

2005-05-31T10:25:00.000+09:30

For a while now I have had the pleasure of enjoying a tasty, yet healthy (cos it has apple) apple Danish when ever I go to a Bakery. i feel that Blueberry and Appricot are somewhat inferrior to the apple, when these puppies are warm, its just like warm apple pie!!!

The issue of late, has been the time consuming effort where I have had spent looking for the custard which is meant to be in my danish. I had the custard in there for the first few times that I enjoyed this delightful piece of European sweetness( maybe french, Im guessing Denmark)and now I am thinking that Im eating something completely different. I ask the lady at the Bakery ( Goodwood) if i could have the Danish with Custard, she said that they all have custard, its so light on that its hardly noticeable.

Today the 'Baguette lady' had a danish which arrived with NO custard at all, surely under the Trade Practices Act of 1985 this is a misrepresentation of the supply of advertised goods which clearly are not what they make out to be, and I am the innocent party that has been taken advantage of.

IF IT DOESN'T HAVE CUSTARD THEN ITS NOT A DANISH

It should really be called apple pie, what can I do about this???? Im not sure will receive the same press that the great Aussie meat pie did when the meat content dropped below 25%.

I'm pressing for 20% custard as a total weight to allow this desert to venture from it's younger 'Apple Pie' self, clearly this is the next step to balancing and maintaining an appropriate consumer base who knows the difference.

Update

2005-05-30T16:42:00.000+09:30

Have had a few new conversations with the guy that is wanting to sell his caravan park, he's currently looking to buy a southern Coastal Newsagency
I received the financials today and discovered that although they make a reasonable bottom line figure, they don't have capacity to finance much of a return after paying themselves a wage, and it seems that the current owners are trying to sell this business at a big gain, somehow I can't see the interest. although it has a decent return for the amount of hours that you would put into it, can't see where it would sit after you want to make a bigger business work.

No legal action against us - yet!

Bailed, I've been Brented.

2005-05-30T16:34:00.000+09:30

Bailed at least 3 things this past weekend.

Although they weren't to anybodies loss, it was however a build up of CBF that I had been carrying for a while now.

Friday - Bailed work, also bailed Friday drinks after work.
Saturday - Bailed a Redcross Disastor training event, bailed mountain biking, bailed a house warming of somebody from work ( i missed some good BBQ food )
Sunday - Bailed free footy tickets and asking somebody to go, bailed of my bike when i hit a tree ( that was unintentional)I bailed match room registration, neally wanted to bail matchroom, instead i bailed 'idlewild', I also bailed playing sunday online poker completely.

Deffinately a successful week end of bailing.

Stupid Mondays

2005-05-30T16:30:00.000+09:30

When god said was aksed to name something that started something he thought that it was a MUNDANE kinda thing to do.

Hence, he came up with munday, and then changed it to the amercian way ( cos god was a stupid yank) which then became monday, the yanks like the words mommy and illuminum, when you say these words think of monday, yeah its STUPID!!

Food Retailers

2005-05-30T16:16:00.000+09:30

I really don't understand why food retailers wear rubber gloves, I understand that it's to protect the food that they touch from picking up germs that the vendor gets from touching other things like money, the bin, scratching thier nuts, rubbing thier head, other random germ infestations.

I really don't care and it doesn't even bother me, but every time I see a vendor with rubber gloves on that handles my food then hands me my money, I have to think that they are really Farkin dumb or just don't think things through too carefully, or maybe they just don't think at all. I guess that's why they work in food retail. Sorry people.

possible exceptions:

Maybe these food retailers see other retailers with 'ONE' rubber glove on, where they prepare with the glove and handle the money with the no-glove ( but if they did this then could twice as fast with 2 hands). Maybe after they have handled the money with the gloves they remove that pair of gloves to start the next meal with a fresh pair, but surely that's far too expensive, I understand that these gloves aren't alot of money but when you are making only 70c to $2.50 per serving the 5c can really add up.

Also, for at least 20-40 of the time that I go to the deli on the way home for lunch, the hairy Greek looking guy says that he can't do hot chips. Occassionally he says that the oil isn't truned on or the oil is dirty, and today he got his 'servant' to say that the chips haven't been thawed out!! WTF?????

Whh does he even bother opening the door, it's truley the shityest little place that i have ever seen, but convenient to pick up a hot pie or chips on the way home for lunch. I think i want to set fire to this establishment, and maybe something better could take it's place.

Solomon's Carpets

2005-05-24T10:46:00.000+09:30

I remember when I was 12 and it was a big thing being in yr 7, it was the first time that I had this kinda of responsible vibe, I remember feeling old. Then came year 8 and I was back to being a shitty little dweeb again, 5v years later yr 12 gave me a tast of what was to come. Uni was like being in the primary school play ground again, fun and new experiences.

Now in the working life I 'do' things for people of business and look into a person's financial future. I tell myself that it's not that important, sometimes I find things that help individual realise an extra $1-2k, sometimes its a nice $5k, then I have to sit back and slap myself when I look into something and find a nice $10k. On the occassion it goes the other way and I have to tell people that they are in need of payment of around similar amounts.

Of late my regular clients have being going pretty well, and then I had a flood of new ones. Some of which I see only living on a double income with what seems like $18,000, with a family! The scenario gets worse when the business is failing due to increased competition and a lack of inovative flair and understanding of business. The father is trying to use this business as a retirement fund, after leaving his career job 10 years ago, but he'll end up owing money when he's due to retire instead of basking in it. It's a tough score when you ask them about how things are going and they tell you (with optimism) that things are moving forward, but you know different.

Have a meeting with a client today, they own a Riverland Caravan Park and are looking to sell it. I've had to do the projections for future profit and report for the valuer which will determine the sale price and the next step in their young family's life ( they have 3 kids under 6). Usually I would do this under the guidance of my mentor ( a CPA) and get her to check everything, this person left 3 weeks ago and for some reason it's all sitting on me, meh, what ever. Had to do a few extra checks of a few things.

Discovered. They sold and bought a new vehicle ( that's $25k), and $5k capital gain, new Hire Purchase plan, I think that changes depreciation by at least $3k and .. well.. don't know if I want to look anymore...

I'm thinking I'll go to Solom's carpet to by the biggest casmire rug I can, put it under my desk, when knob-end situations come along like this, I'll have somewhere to sweep it.

This is why this blog is here

2005-05-20T10:04:00.000+09:30

OMG, I was doing the hand on the head with the elbow on the table working hard style, I felt a lump on my head. Cool, I found a little Zit ( coffee and sugar does this, I know I'm not 15 anymore), So I thought that I'd give it a bit of a squeeze, did that and felt its size between my fingers, didn't know what the next move was.

I thought that maybe I shoulddo the twist and extractinon method, or the just squeeze till the farker pops yellow love onto my paper work. I went for the squeeze and extraction method, except when I extracted I took out about 8 eyebrow hairs and made a big shocking noise that the entire office hear. It was kinda like when you play with knives and you drop it and you are too afraid to look down cos you know you aren't wearing any shoes. For the everyday Joe this is similar to waking out to get the paper in the morning only to feel something squish between your toes, you look down and see a steaming dog turd, blaaaaaa.............

Splinter Finds a new Thread

2005-05-18T21:10:00.000+09:30

I really don't know what all the fuss is about when somebody doesn't blog for so long, yeah it's been a while but maybe there's a reason, some people don't blog at all!

So I built my blog up to be more than it turned out to be, but I have decided to keep my other blog as my zine blog, and this can be the social commentary blog. I really didn't want to spoilt my nicely done blog with banter like this.