Being positive

It's good to be positive through the bad times.

I have been unemployed for about three months now, although it seems a lot longer. Yeah it's tough, but you've gotta keep being positive about the future and the big picture.



[It's good to be positive - but maybe not as positive as this bloke!]

So today has been a strange day. I have gone from being positive (thanks to some berry V which always hits the spot) and doing an assignment with a disorganised (and I think not commited) assignment partner to being late to class (due to having to take extra time to finish off said assignment) to a job interview which I thought was good but I didn't say the magic words (great place, great job yada yada - I was just enthusiastic and smiling) to coming home and having my computer shit itself.

Aaah yes, my wonderful computer. This year alone it has killed off 19 years of songs I wrote, 1 musical, 1 short film, 12 years of web work, 10 years of fantasy football data and a whole lot of other stuff.

You may say "Make a backup" - I did.. but it was done about a year ago. And now that doesn't want to work either! Maybe one day it shall work - or I will have enough dosh to take it down to forensics.

But yes, back to being positive. Sure it may be the generous amounts of caffiene via two bottles of V, a can of Mother and a mocha, but it is good to be positive.

I'm not normally a bubbly type of person - I've been known to be dryer than the Simpson desert, but it is good to be positive and to smile.

I'm usually laidback enough for people to think "he doesn't give a shit" but sometimes that doesn't work and you need to make more effort.

So I say - you don't need to be like Travis from Big Brother - you don't need to be a pushover that just serves people (Lord knows I've been that to many people in the past...), but it is good to be positive.

Do positive things, take positive actions.

PS: I know you might think me "criticising" things like the Olympics as above may be negative. I tend to think of myself as a "media critic". So, I do need to be critical sometimes - as well all need to be - but it is good not be critical all the time in life itself. If life is getting bad, perhaps it is time to make positive steps to make it be good. I know one person who did that and she will reap the rewards in time.

New Thing of the Week: Smile... it confuses people

As I sip on my frosty cold Pepsi Max (I really needed that Pepsi Max!) I sit here thinking what is my new thing of this week. It's Sunday - it's time for something new to do this week.

This week I head back to work (which is something I am dreading) because the way I get treated at work.

But I am going to take some advice from a workmate and just think to myself "bugger 'em".

I am going to smile and I'm just going to try and make the best of a bad situation.

At work for the past 6 months I have been stuck out in the hallway (where everyone can see me - but also not with a group of people so it is hard to talk to others at work and get into D&Ms because I have to shout to speak to anyone) and for the last week of last year I got moved directly outside my boss' boss' office.

It is quite intimidating having my boss' boss watching me for most of the day. I feel overjoyed when she does finally shut the door and allow me to not feel like I'm on Big Brother.

Noone else gets that shit - only me. But I digress...

So yeah, I'll let youse all know how it goes.

Time to go Rachael :(

[Well I don't mind drinking this bourgeois shite - when it's free.]

Rachael might have spent some time with Tim living it up, because last night it was time to go, Rachael.

[Smile though your heart is aching. Smile even though
it’s breaking. When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by if you
smile through your fear and sorrow. Smile and maybe tomorrow you’ll see
the sun come shining through for you.]

It's sad really, because she was a great part of the house who added something different.

I'm not sure if I've said it before - but unlike others who were black
and white she added shades of grey. She was a past, a present and a
future.

From a tv watcher's point of view - we don't like all characters to be one dimensional, we want some width to be added in.

Rachael (above) had that width, but now it's too late.

[Just before this, Dean was holding his hands on the board - meaning that he should have been disqualified!]

She should have won Friday Night Live last week but due Big Brother's oversights she lost.

And hasn't Big Brother been doing that a lot lately - oversights.

[Geneva & Christie kiss and make up. Boy - do they make up!]

Some may say he is sexist too. When a chick gets pissed and runs around
acting like a hyperactive kid - he pulls it up straight away.

[Hot Dogs decides which hand to wank with...]

When a bloke gets drunk sexually harasses women mentally and physically
as well as a man physically (by pulling his dick no less) - Big Brother
does nothing about it until there is a backlash on the outside.

Well Hot Dogs (the bloke responsible for the above) is up for eviction
this week. Unlike Dean, who is an idiot and likes to play people, Hot
Dogs' behaviour is totally unacceptable.

He can play the whole "my Dad is in a nursing home card" all he wants but his attitude towards women is intolerable.

Vote him out.

Vote Simon, I mean Hot Dogs, by SMSing Hotdogs to 19 10 10.

No respect

[I get no respect. The way my luck is running, if I was a politician I would be honest.]

Here's another one of those "Why I'm like" stories. First it was Tim
from Big Brother, but now it's the late great Rodney Dangerfield.

Well I'm not like him that much. Sure I can be funny in a silly kind of
way, but the one true thing I have with him (and at least a portion of
his comedy act) is no respect.

I don't want to be loved or hated really, all I want is respect.

[R to the e-s-p-e-c-t! Find out what it means to me!]

As I have explained before at Company XYZ I am treated like a schmoe.
Yes, my job is a shmoe, but that doesn't mean I should be treated like
one.

When you've been doing the same type of job for two years before you get here - you think you'd get some respect. But you don't.

Then when you add up the time you've been at this company with the
other experience in this kind of job and it's heading towards four
years - you think you'd get some respect. But you don't.

You think when you'd go for a promotion your boss would not ask "are you serious?".

Well the time is nigh, people. I am going to get me some respect.

Not with hard work and dedication - no I have tried that. I will be
going on the attack and beat these people at their own game. I shall
question the questioners.

[Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage.]

It's time to rattle the cage! I don't want to leave this cage yet - I want to just make it nicer.

More information and less similes as they come :P

[Is that a gun or are you just happy to see me?]


I have been trying to get an Optimus Prime (above, left) toy for a couple of weeks now.

I was coming first in an ebay auction but then I got outbid and wasn't prepared to pay an exorbitant price for him.

[The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire...]

You see, when my house burnt down when I was a kid (yes - I was a baby
goat), I lost practically everything - including my Transformers. So,
yes I do want to get some transformers - but not necessarily the
Cabbage Patch Kids that I lost *coughs*.

What a croc!

[Come take a ride with the Crocodile Hunter. Babies - don't sit too close to the crocodile!]

There is only one thing stupider than the Crocodile Hunter that annoys me like nothing else.

It is has got a lot of publicity especially lately, but that doesn't mean it's good.

[Daddy! Not infront of the cameras!]

Why Katie! Why did you have to say yes to the whack job Tom Cruise.
Where in his science fiction religious ways did you think "hey, this is
a great bloke"?

Actually, I doubt whether bloke, or even fella would be in her vocabulary. She'd probably say dude. Like as in a camel's dick.

She says that she liked him in her younger days watching his movies.

[I told you Kerri-Anne - I'm not going to retire!]

I reckon Bert Newton (above) is cool as well but you won't see me in the spoon position with him.

There is something creepy about this weird bloke taking this hot chick
and changing her ideals, changing her outlook on life with this
scientology stuff. Really, I would prefer her to go out with Michael
Jackson. Then he might stop hanging out with kids.

But back to scientology: sure - it all looks fine as far as not having
bad people around you yada yada yada. But once you go into the whole
aliens brought us here stuff and weird science fiction things like that
well I'm outta there, sister.

I wonder if Our Nicole was into this stuff, or maybe she just saw
through him to whatever must be good there. (There must be something
good there. Really. No, really!)

You see, there is nothing like a waste of life - and Katie Holmes will be wasted if she marries him.

Why will be wasted I hear you ask (not understanding how I can hear you
without a microphone)? Because the last thing all the fellas in the
world want to do when they think of Katie Holmes is to have Tom bloody
Cruise in their dream as well. Unless you're into that thing - but I'm
not.

But on scientology, I don't want to get flamed here. I'm sure in it's
own way it's a nice religion - but it's not my cup of Tetley's.

For me personally I am an atheist. I can barely believe in Don Bradman
let alone in a bearded carpenter or his bearded old man who is also the
puppet master in this world of marionettes.

[Hey - I look like a tree *and* I give guys morning wood!]

But with the loss of Katie Holmes (who was an obvious choice for Mrs
Earthquake), there will also be a loss of another chick from the Big
Brother house this week.

One must go of Rachael, Christie or Geneva. I agree with Mike Goldman -
what kind of name is Geneva? What were her parents thinking? Or is this
just like last year with that boy Saxon having the made up name. Does
that mean Gretel will go out with Geneva? I'm sure Geneva wouldn't
mind. Actually - that makes my stomach feel a bit uneasy.

Out of the three I find Rachael the most intriguing. Every extra day
she's there you find out something new and refreshing about her.
Meanwhile with Christie and Geneva (above) they just seem to be two kids
wanting to pash and dash with everyone.

But who to evict? This is how it goes:

Rachael likes Tim. Christie likes Greg (who only likes her cause she's good in bed). Geneva likes Hot Dogs who prefers Vesna.

So therefore Christie (below) has to go. Christie is the dumbest of the lot who
doesn't really add much to the house. Geneva reckons she's the ugliest
girl in the house (which I whole heartedly disagree - that's Vesna),
but at least she adds some spice to the house. You could call her a
spice girl, though I choose not to.

[Huh? Who's John Travolta?]

SMS 19 10 10 with the message Christie to vote her out!

Hopping from bed to bed

[The above image is for illustration purposes only.]

What's a bloke to do? He's had the same bed for 6 years and he's had enough.

Get a new bed? Well, I've stuck with my job all this time despite
having shit, so I'm sure you know I'm not one to change oh so quickly.
The truth is, I've had good times and bad times on my bed.
Unfortunately - so has my sister and her ex-husband... when it was
their bed.

So this bed is like an Earthquakian family symbol of love and hate and everything inbetween.

But it creaks. It hogs up my tiny cell.. I mean bedroom and I do need more room.

How can we dance while the Earth is turning? How can we sleep while our beds are burning?

So there I was at Harvey Norman the other day looking at computers with EelBoy, and I thought to myself

what a wonderful world...

No, not that. I thought that I have been wanting a bed and a sofa bed
for years. I found one quite similar to the pic on sale for $149.

So I've put down a $49 deposit since I have no way of transport to get
it home from Auburn (other than drag it up Parramatta Road), so now I'm
picking it up tomorrow.

Trouble is - doubts have crept into my mind... like why I do need this
I could spend the money on something else like a Voltron toy or an
Optimus Prime transformer or building a wrestling ring.

At the moment I'm leaning towards getting it - but lord knows I could
be leaning the other way about it tomorrow. Either way, Glen Lazarus
will be there tomorrow so maybe he can help me load it into Mum's van.
I'm sure he'd be stronger than me.

Money money money. It must be funny in a rich man's world.

This week (with 4 days off from work -

Thanks to Big Brother's big fat beefy wallet. Yippee!

back on Friday) I will look at getting this bloody business going.
Hopefully things will go well cause if they're not I shan't be happy.
And I don't say shan't regularly either....... Shan't!

By the way Meatballs 4 was a good movie. Corey Feldman was old though.
Well not old old like I don't know.. John Howard, but older than what I
remembered him. Though this movie was made in the mid-90's past his
teenage days, but it was a bit strange. Good T&A move and that's
what every man needs!

Why I'm like Tim

In case you were wondering, yes this is a story related to Tim (above) from the Big Brother 2005 house.

But first I'll explain the story behind Tim.

Tim lives in the Big Brother house and is a smart bloke. Because of this he is bullied, ostracised and not one of the men. He is different - he has brains!
All the other blokes that live with him are different. They're not as smart.

Tim gets annoyed that the humour of the other housemates is based on stupid movie quotes and that kinda thing.

Fast forward to out of the house in the big wide world but in Sydney (where Tim is from) and to me. No, I'm not being selfish but this is a blog and I am typing here.

So - at my work I am part of the minority. I am someone who is intelligent, enjoys rugby league, politics, just as Tim does. But because I'm not like everyone else who prefers to hang out in the city listening to doof doof music and drinking West Coast Coolers, I will never get a head.

I don't want head, especially not the way they prefer, I want to get ahead - not just be a schmoe.

So how does one build respect while staying true to themselves. If life is a popularity contest and work is part of it how do you become Mr Company XYZ?

That's what I'm working on. I can bitch and moan all I want but I've got to get up tomorrow for work.

Life is a bitch and you know it.

But yes, my ear is still blocked and there's nothing the doctor can do.

Tonight if I don't end up watching some league at the RSL club I might watch some of the terrible movies I bought the other day on VHS for $1 each!

You know the type - they're so terrible they're good. The other day I bought Ned (http://imdb.com/title/tt0338280/), Meatballs 4 (http://imdb.com/title/tt0104837/), Dick (http://imdb.com/title/tt0144168/) and Sgt Bilko (http://imdb.com/title/tt0117608/).

I've seen Bilko (I had a copy of it from TV but the my sister's cat shat on the video! Hmmm.. it had two other movies on there too - The Lonely Guy & Roxanne) and Meatballs 4 but the others I haven't seen. Plus, I haven't seen Meatballs 4 in at least 5 years.

Anyways, enough of my rambling - I'm off to stick some ear drops in my ear. Nice!