Friday, July 31, 2009

Mock Me!

I'm finally on Twitter! Shame on me, taking so long.
I have to admit since finding out about early adopters, late adopters, laggards etc in marketing i fit the perfect profile of a laggard. Had to wait till my ex created my FB account, blogged only when a friend convinced me how good it was & got on twitter only when i kept reading about Lance armstrong's rants on twitter. Thought it might be quicker to just follow the bloke....
I've lost 5 mobile phones so don't beleive in the latest mobile phone technology due to potential costs of loosing one again & i'm still on Yahoo which many people remind me is kinda old given that i can't mail more than 10mb of data on a single mail, try G Mail they tell me!

Should i care... not really i guess, i just take a bit of time to find out if something's useful or not. And i think Twitter might actually be useful! I see most of the Blogsphere there already though!

Friday, July 10, 2009

It's July Again!

It’s that time of year again.
Where all the boys from the southern hemisphere ditch their surf boards & don their favorite stripes to wrestle in the mud all night long, it’s rugby season again.

Been the ardent Wallaby Fan for the past 14 years I must admit that 2002 seems light ages away. It was the last time we held the Bledisloe cup, that little beauty that signifies trans-Tasman rugby superiority. Still remember that victory, 2002. The Eales era.

Being surrounded by arrogant All Black fans in Colombo does'nt help my cause. It ain’t easy, made fun of for the past 6 years. And like every July for the past 6 years, I’m on with that ol tune again. We’re gonna belt you blacks this year!

Waruna, a former Thomian rugby player who donned the Salmon pink & brown is the only other Wallaby fan I’ve met in Colombo. The 18Th July is gonna be special, bumping into my rugby season buddies who I only bump into during rugby season at cheers. Fish and chips, Fried platter combos, Chicken Buttys & beer will accompany the buzzed madness of watching (Hopefully) wallaby after wallaby gyrating over the all black try line.

I’m impressed with the three’s this year. We’ve got Luke Burgess at Half Back, gentle unassuming dude who has improved his service from last year. Got Matty Gits at First Five, the controller & Kamikaze Sterling at second five to bash people up & Berrick Barnes at outside center to man the most difficult of defensive positions in the game, add to this the electric speed of Lachie turner on the right wing with the more than capable Peter Hynes & Drew Mitchell slugging it out to start on the left wing leaves room for optimism. By biggest worry was always at Full Back, since the departure of our buddy from the gold coast Chris Latham we’ve never had a world class last line of defense. But AA Cooper’s got things covered going by his performance against les bleus.

Come 18th July I’d be singing ‘’Advanced Australia Fair & Waltzing Matilda’’ with much fever as any fan at the ETIHAD stadium in shitty winter weather.

Not that a lotta people care, but when ur into these things you really are. I mean, I was 9 when I was hit with depression when the Wallabies crashed out of RWC 1995. I was 13 when John Eales lifted RWC 1999. I was 12 when we clean swept the Blacks in 98. I was 17 when we defied our critics & made it to RWC 2003 finals & I was drunk & depressed in 2007 when we lost to England. I’ve grown up watching the wallabies, trying to look like Berrick barnes on the pitch & telling my best mate to Fuck off outta here when being teased about the wallabies.

To heck with it. It’s rugby season & it’s gonna be good!Rugby is quite a bit like sex they say… When it’s good, it’s really good. When it’s bad, it’s still pretty good.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Almost Hitched

Decided to get a head start for the week & reply/read all my mails b4 work tomorrow. Can't resist posting something. A feeling that has sorta deserted me for the past couple of months. Regardless of that, I almost gothitched on Friday Night! & by golly she was even Female.. that's where the ''Good'' Ends. She was 45, all wrinkled up, drunk & was mumbling... ''I know u want me'' while grabbing me outta a conversation with a friend & making me shake my booty to Billy Jean at 3am. Oh & she wasn't local.

''At first i was afraid i was petrified!!''

1 minute later she signals to the Loo & tells me ''C'mon let's go''. My life literally flashed b4 me, my reputation, ruined!
It's then that i saw an old friend on the floor, forget the reputation... I just Screamed, ''Mava Beraganna!'' (The effects of too much voddie was kind of having it's impact on me)

Managed to GRAB Her while Ms/Mrs ''Ur old enough to me my mom'' quietly accepted defeat and walked away.

That's as eventful as the weekend Got!... Actually it was a bit better than that... but... not as note worthy as being almost raped in the Loo of a hangout in Colombo.