Monday, July 23, 2007

Muffin is a funny word.

Indeed it is.

And I also enjoy making them.

Tonight it's Banana and Golden Syrup muffins. Taaaaaasssty.

No eggs? No worries...Just make it up!

Some oil, bananas (old ones are better), sugar, flour.

Turned out too thick so I added some milk.

Muuccchh better!

They come in two sizes too.

'Bite Size' and 'Large'.

Or maybe that should be 'Bite Size' and 'Obese'?

Too politically incorrect?

O.R.

Friday, June 01, 2007

For once, I agree with Jim Schembri

I feel odd.

Almost every movie review I read by Jim Schembri (The Age) I disagree with, but now, I completely agree with an article he wrote about, of all things, Big Brother.

I did watch the first few seasons of Big Brother, before the novelty wore off, but until now I haven't watched any other seasons.

So, for those of you not in the 'know' the most recent Big Brother controversy raised by the 'media' is that of one of the housemate's (Emma) father's death.

Read Jim's article here

When the issue was raised I agreed with Jim's point of view. I wish some people would just think about the different ways people deal with life's big moments.

D.S.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Blogging on the Bog

I'm not ashamed to admit I'm writing this post whilst on the toilet.

I have often found the toilet to be extremely comfortable to read and/or write on. I believe this is because the toilet seat is designed with the utmost comfort in mind.

Comfort = Comfortable. It's that simple.

In Japan (among other places - I'm sure) they like to use electrically heated toilet seats. This makes for an even more comfortable experience as there is no need to use excess body heat to
raise the temperature of the seat to the same as the posterior.

Sometimes it is so cold that just thinking about the act of placing my naked behind on the cold ceramic throne makes me shiver in fright. However, these things must be done.

So on! In the name of human functions!

R.E

Sunday, May 27, 2007

WHAAAT?

I'm back?
Are you sure?
No.
It can't be true.
Is this really happening?
Well...probably not, but, you know, I kind of missed this blog.

Blogging went through a phase: It was unheard of. It was heard of. It was used. It was abused. It was used by all and now, it is used by some. Some = me.

I'm sick. Cold-sick (for those of you that thought I meant Sick in the head-sick or throw up-sick).

I'll get over it.

I'm planning on traveling ALL around the world next year. It will be my 'maturation holiday'.

That is all.

D.S

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Tram Hijinks - Part 2

So today I'm waiting for the number 72 tram again. I arrive at 9:07. The tram is scheduled to arrive at 9:10. 9:10 passes. The next tram is scheduled to arrive at 9:19. 9:19 passes. I decide to ring the Metlink Information line to see if there's going to be an even longer delay. The conversation went something like this:

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Recorded Message: All our operators are currently busy. Your call will be answered shortly.

30 seconds pass

Phone Operator (P.O): Hello. Metlink. This is [Insert indescipherable name here]. How may I help you?

Me: Hi. I've been waiting for the number 72 tram to Melbourne University for about 20 minutes and I'm just wondering if you know if there's been an accident or something that's delaying the tram?

P.O: No. There's nothing that I know of. I'll just check though.

Checking sounds

P.O: Oh. Yeah. There's a [insert indescipherable object here] blocking the trams. They've said it should take about 20 minutes to clear and that was 15 minutes ago. So there should be a tram in 5 minutes. Is that okay?

Me: Yeah. That's fine. Thanks.

Hang Up

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Alternative Ending:

P.O: Oh. Yeah. There's a [insert indescipherable object here] blocking the trams. They've said it should take about 20 minutes to clear and that was 15 minutes ago. So there should be a tram in 5 minutes. Is that okay?

Me: No. It's not really okay. I mean, I'm going to be late, not that it matters. Plus, I've been sitting on this bench for about 20 minutes. It was lucky I have a portable music player otherwise I'd probably be asking for a bit more from you; perhaps some kind of "We're so sorry about the problems we've been having with our system. Here, have a life-time Zone 1,2 & 3 ticket" apology gift.

O.R.