If this doesn't sum up my week - nothing will.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
My Grandpa
It is with a heavy heart that I write this post. My grandfather passed away recently and looking at the amazing life he lived,
the great adventures, trials - and tribulations, and also his amazing character of mind and spirit - I sit and smile. I
remember the good times, the warmth and love.
I remember his laugh and his silly sense of humour. The many hours he spent teaching me how to be a golfer - and more importantly, how to be a good person.
He was always encouraging - never disparaging. And with a kindness that will always endure. I always wanted to grow
up and to be just like my grandpa.
I used to watch him woodworking for hours, asking stupid questions and taking notes.
For me their house was my second home as a child. And it felt like they were as much my parents as my own.
I used to love curling up on the couch in the evenings,and grandpa would regale me with stories from his colourful life.
From his time in the army, to his life in Canada before migrating to Australia and the countless trips around
australia and the rest of the world. Sometimes they would be repeated - but I didnt care. I just loved hearing them.
Memory is more indelible than ink. And there is where my grandpa will live on. He will always be with me. And every day hundreds
of little things will remind me of him. And when it does - I will stop and smile, and remember my grandfather.
the great adventures, trials - and tribulations, and also his amazing character of mind and spirit - I sit and smile. I
remember the good times, the warmth and love.
I remember his laugh and his silly sense of humour. The many hours he spent teaching me how to be a golfer - and more importantly, how to be a good person.
He was always encouraging - never disparaging. And with a kindness that will always endure. I always wanted to grow
up and to be just like my grandpa.
I used to watch him woodworking for hours, asking stupid questions and taking notes.
For me their house was my second home as a child. And it felt like they were as much my parents as my own.
I used to love curling up on the couch in the evenings,and grandpa would regale me with stories from his colourful life.
From his time in the army, to his life in Canada before migrating to Australia and the countless trips around
australia and the rest of the world. Sometimes they would be repeated - but I didnt care. I just loved hearing them.
Memory is more indelible than ink. And there is where my grandpa will live on. He will always be with me. And every day hundreds
of little things will remind me of him. And when it does - I will stop and smile, and remember my grandfather.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Take your iPhone Rhetoric and Shove it Up Your Ass
For the last time - no I will not be buying an iPhone. I would prefer to have a giant wart the size of a colopus monkey on my ass - than to buy one of those festy pieces of shit. What is this stupid desire to have useless piece O shit gadgets? Its a shit phone, with a shit camera, with some touch screen sorcery - that costs a mint. Get over it.
Unlike the vast majority of sheep - err consumers - I don't buy shit purely because it is new. I want a phone. I don't want a camera (I already have a GOOD camera- not the useless shithouse cameras on these phones), I don't want an MP3 player, a video player, a portable tazer, or any other useless gadget. Heres an idea you fuckers - how about you make the fucking things cheaper. I couldn't give a flying fuck about a great new gadget. I would prefer a phone that doesn't break if you drop it, doesn't scratch (unless you keep it in some sort of gay ass aftermarket pouch/protector. Quality and durability - now theres a thought!
The next person who mentions an iPhone will be getting an iEnima.
Unlike the vast majority of sheep - err consumers - I don't buy shit purely because it is new. I want a phone. I don't want a camera (I already have a GOOD camera- not the useless shithouse cameras on these phones), I don't want an MP3 player, a video player, a portable tazer, or any other useless gadget. Heres an idea you fuckers - how about you make the fucking things cheaper. I couldn't give a flying fuck about a great new gadget. I would prefer a phone that doesn't break if you drop it, doesn't scratch (unless you keep it in some sort of gay ass aftermarket pouch/protector. Quality and durability - now theres a thought!
The next person who mentions an iPhone will be getting an iEnima.
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