Well I went and saw Ironman last night and that movie deserves a post of its own so I won’t really say much in this post about it, but afterwards I had a coffee with Yena and her other half Franger. Yena was upset cause I never bitch about her on my website… I mean why would I bitch about one of my friends? So today, to make her happy, here I am bitching about her on my site!

I mean who seriously wants me to complain about them on a website? Come on yena… you must be better than that to need me to mention you on this site several times in the same post? I will bitch about one thing about you…. stop making fun of me and my man whorish ways! Yes thats right… I have been classed as a man wh0re. But we won’t go into that!

Anzac day comes to a close as I type this and it has been a day that just inspires thought. Every year i like to take a day out of my time to pay respects to those who made sacrifices for our freedom.

For the second year now I have made a kind of pilgrimage to Sydney for anzac day to pay my respects a little differently. Last year I was encouraged to join the 2/2nd Machine Gun Btln Association. The 2/2nd was the unit my grandad served with in WW2. They are keeping the spirit alive by having a reunion each year and the last few years as the number of originals get smaller they get the grandchildren to join up to keep it alive.

So this year I got rained on again and I didnt care. The lunch went down really well with 114 people attending. Next year I have been encouraged to march and who knows it may just be a good idea. It would be a good way to show my love for my grandad.

It was so good to see everyone out there supportung everyone. Its good to see the spirit lives on, even if some people dont get it.

Lest We Forget.

Current Location: Room 3216 Amora Jamison Hotel Sydney

well its that time of the year again. Its anzac day. But this year its lucky enough to fall across a weekend, so this time i get to spend the long weekend in sydney. Hopefully i can find someone to spend the saturday with (cause at the moment my diary looks a little empty).

its 730am and my morning coffee has been downed and I am just thinking how long the next two days are going to be 🙁 I leave straight from work tonight to the airport (aiming for the 5:36 train) and then arrive sydney tonight at 9:15. where i will either be picked up by a friend (which i reckon won’t happen) or I will have to get a train to Wynard and then walk the rest of the way as cabs in sydney cost like $50 and a Limo (which i was contemplating) is like $80 (i might recheck this and find out the exact cost of this as i could book it through work and have one last splash of $$$.

And then i have to be up at 3:30 in the morning for the Dawn Service. mmmm looks like ill be getting some sleep tonight :/ probably take it easy tommorrow night and just chill out. Find somewhere cheap for dinner around the Hotel and just chill out in front of the tv in my room. Can’t really complain I did score an absolute bargain, with the 3 nights for the price of 2 on a long weekend. Its funny they never picked up on it 😀

I will hopefully get some spotting in on sunday after lunch with my sis and will try and get some shots of the march tommorrow (weather pending of course). I know i have to do some shopping on saturday so paddys market will get a check out to find a birthday present, along with the sydney crumpler store (to see if their luggage is out yet) and perhaps one of the big mens stores in sydney cause im chasing down a hoodie 😀

anyway thats enough of my life for 730 in the morning!

Yes!!! I got tickets to Armin Van Buuren. The #1 Trance DJ in the world (as voted by some magazine i don’t read). But still I GOT TICKETS! and Earlybird tickets at that (there was only 300 of them and they sold out in 3 minutes). So so so so happy right now!!

i just had to tell everyone!!

btw if you haven’t heard any of armin’s music, jump online and find his website www.arminvanbuuren.com and he has some stuff on his site. his music is just awesome and I can’t wait!!!

ok i lie.. I probably will drink again. But zomg why do I do it! Last night had another OCAU meet and I got myself highly tanked as usual. But i swear I am never having an ABC shot again. The more commonly reffered to as a Mouthwash shot. It was a bad bad thing. Its Absynthe, Bacardi 151 and Chartreuse, all in the same shot. It is such a bad bad bad idea!

I was drunk within seconds of that thing. I had drunk a fair amount by that stage but that threw me over the line. Thankfully I didn’t repeat the christmas party by throwing up everywhere. But I was still pretty trashed and made a bad bad fool of myself.

but yes, i guess thats life, and I go back to work again tommorrow knowing that i ended up wasting a sunday trying to get over a saturday night. God i feel old all of a sudden.

Well its been all over the news lately, well not so much all over but really dominating. Now I love a good bit of drama at times. Hell at some times I often cause it. But lately I have just been dumbfounded by what is called the US Presidential Election.

It scares me at times how much power the US has but yet they take so long to pick the leader of their country. Hell from when the Election is called we usually have about 30 days till the election and even then we are not actively voting for our Prime Minister (unless you live in Krudd’s electorate). But in the USA they take it seriously. Maybe it is because we are forced to vote and in the US its voluntary.

I have gotten into the race a bit more lately after watching two of my favourite shows. The Daily Show with Jon Stewart and The Colbert Report. These shows are all over the race like a rash and I have learned to work out exactly what is going on. Add into that equation my love of an old tv show called The West Wing and you have this really wierd obsession with a big White House at 1600 Pennslyvania Avenue. I have seen the White House (albiet from the top of the Washington Monument) and it is not as big as it seems. I always pictured it bigger.

What i don’t understand is how complicated the US presidential race has to be. But i will keep that for tommorrow as I need to eat before I head out.

So last night. I was out with Katherine for her birthday. And while I was waiting for her to come (i was a bit early) and after screwing around posting on the site from my phone (see previous post) I ran into two girls from high school. It really is shocking just how much people change! I have been out of school 10 years now. It is a long time, but I look back and personally I don’t see much accomplishment in my life. Sure I have done some stuff but nothing huge. I am not married, still single, no kids, no company to own, no expensive car, I don’t own a house.

But yet I am not phased by this. I know that material posessions don’t make the man. I know that just being with someone doesn’t make me complete. But you know what, as much as I want these things, I don’t really care about them that much. Sure I want to find someone to share my life with but that time will come, there is no point in me going around all mopey till I find someone.

But last night was also a good night. I got to catch up with Katherine (i bet your going to read this to) and it was good to see her again. I hadn’t been to the Normanby on a sat night before. It was not to bad. They do some pretty good food (check it out here. Even though I had to send the steak back as it was under cooked it came back pretty good, and their calamari and steak is still AWESOME!. At least the Normanby’s food hasn’t changed much. Even though the clinetelle is now mainly poser guys, morons, very high maintenance girls who enjoyed using me as a freaking pole to lean on while they tried to look all dainty and step down from a podium area. But it was a good night and I am thankful Katherine invited me out to share her quarter century. Now that she is joining me in getting older by the minute 😛

anyway almost time for the water wasting hour. My car needs its wheels cleaned!

Well… when I originally planned to write this post I was going to spout on about how awesome life is at the moment. Going away next week, drinking with my friend brendan yesterday for the superbowl and how awesome it was for the Patriots to get a perfect season. Well that life following the motto “laissez les bons temps rouler (French Cajun for Let the Good Times Roll)” went down the toilet yesterday.

I still have all the good stuff in my life, but the patriots got ROBBED! F#%king robbed! I am sure you would have seen it as it has been all over the news but the Giants scored a touchdown in the last 30 seconds of the game to clinch the title. Proving that in American Football. 2 mins is an eternity and definately time enough to score. But i was devestated and I felt as heart broken as Patriot fans everywhere. Watching our beloved team lose the Superbowl and be denied that perfect season. They would of gone down in history as the first team to ever go unbeaten for the 19 game season (Miami Dolphins of 1972 were unbeaten but only played 17 games).

So yes I did drown my sorrows full of beer, and it felt good to be happy. But still it is a very heart braking moment. It also seems that everyone i know is a Giants fan because I have not heard the end of it today. Geez talk about hatred towards someone they don’t even follow!!! I am getting people telling me sucked in and they don’t even follow the sport so all I can say to that is STFU.

By the way for anyone who wants to know what the whole “laissez les bons temps rouler” stuff is. When I was in Memphis last year, Adrian and I along with Maryanna, Michelle and Lisa all were drinking at the bar at the Hard Rock Hotel. We met a barman named Cajun (New Orleans native) and he pretty much gave me a very memorable night by teaching us that saying and also giving us heaps of free drinks. So to Cajun I dunno if you will ever read this but thanks buddy! I will try and live my life by the guide you gave.

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL!