” ‘ello,’ello,’ello” I hear my reader/s say; “wots goin on ‘ere?” “Resorting to using a worn out, tired old cliché like that, might be one of the greatest westerns of all time; but come on, really, using that?”
Yes indeed, 🙄
And why might said reader/s ask; and at this very moment I’m quite at a loss for an answer. But read on!
You may recall in a recent post I told how I’d taken to eating Vegemite. I now have the pleasure of stating quite catagorically that I seem to have got/gotten over that phase and have come to my senses. I have not had a skerrick of that concoction for nigh on three or maybe four weeks, surely that is occasion for celebration; if not congratulations from one and all. Actually I’m not quite out of the woods yet, I’ve taken to eating peanut butter. Should this come under the heading “The Bad”; I’ll leave that for you all/y’all to decide. (please note how I include our American cousins in the presentation whereever possible.)
Some may know that I’ve been on the drug “Targin” since having my stomach removed back in June, well a couple of weeks back I decided I’d give it a go and stop taking this stuff. Now I’m wondering why I’ve been taking it, there’s no pain there to stop! I do have this gnawing craving most of the time but it’s not exactly pain and it was there when I took the “Targin” I’ll have a chat with god about it if I remember.
On the subject of television I seem to have become more discerning and fastidious, I must admit I’m sick to death of seeing the property bros., the only thing the scriptwiters for this program have to do is change the names each episode; everything else stays the same.
I’ve watched a few delightful shows on one of the NatGeo channels, all about animals showing we humans how to live, and behave, also some Australian documentaries which are very good indeed.
I’m pleased to report that I’ve started enjoying my cuppa tea again, is that a sigh of relief from Merrill J. Fernando in Ceylon (Okay Sri Lanka)? I’ve been drinking plenty of iced tea so I’d recommend shares in Liptons if anybody is inclined that way.
I much prefer the Schnapple that I drank in New York, the stuff imported here labelled Schnapple is not in the same league as the NY product, even though it’s fully imported; perhaps it’s been rejected by the USA as not good enough for their market, so it’s been dumped on us. Michelle my dietician agrees with me on this matter so it must be true!
I better get onto the next load of tosh, this is getting too long and out of hand.
The time before last when I went to see God, he told me that the next time he saw me, he wanted my weight to be up to, and preferably over, 75 kg; well when I saw him last week I weighed in at a magnificent 66.7 kg for some reason he seemed satisfied, he reckons I look pretty good and fit all things considered.
Now for a whinge about the TV, it goes from bad to worse, true there are a few interesting programs on, but this Foxtel mob play them over and over again, if your timings right you just might get a fresh program; don’t worry if you miss it though, as it’ll be repeated ad infinitum. And to think we pay good money for this “service”!
On this subject I’ll save the best ’til last.
Some weeks ago I was scrolling through the menu on the ‘Entertainment’ section and I saw this section labelled ‘A&E‘ there is no indication as to what ‘A&E‘ stands for, so in my innocence I opened this section up. What a feast of great entertainment sprang up before my very eyes.
“Hardcore Pawn” followed by 3 or 4 episodes of “Pawn Stars” then some stuff about war in the store, aptly named “Storage Wars” followed again by some BBQ shows from the US and Australia, too many programs of this genre to mention.
For the hell of it and showing distinct masochistic tendencies I watched a few episodes of the “HCP & PS”! I was left speechless. Do people in America really take motor cars/cycles to a pawn shop to sell? By the way these shows are all some years old it seems.
I’m not going to dwell on this any longer except to say that I worked out that the ‘A&E‘stands for ” ‘A’rfwits & ‘E’lliterates”.
To top this off and finish this part of the ramble I must mention an obscene report in todays news. One rupert murdocks “News Australia Holdings”, reported Australian earnings for the year 2013-2014, of:-
and Tax Paid:
and thats damned “Ugly”!
Obviously this is a reference to me 😈
If you take a look in the right column of this post you’ll see there a widget(?) for the Sydney weather, which is pretty well right up to the minute, perhaps the last hour, after checking the weather if you look again this time above said widget(?) you will see a picture of me taken by my daughter Sarah in June 2008 as we were going around San Francisco Bay on one of those sight seeing boat rides. Hence the wind blown hair.
Update the picture has been changed to one taken in Dec 1988 when I was a young bloke of 50+
You might also get the impression from said pic that I was then quite a chubby little chappy; alas no more!
Since the removal of my stomach I’ve lost a considerable amount of weight. When that pic was taken I’d have been around the 85-86 kg mark, now I’m down around the 67-68 kg. and I now have plenty of empty skin, which if removed would probably put me down around 60 kg, I kid you not.
The other day when I was about to shave my mind actually recorded what my eyes were seeing, nigh on frightened the living daylights out of me I promise. Looked a bit like a living corpse so much so I was tempted to ring the ‘Gong uni and tell them to fill the tank up with formaldehyde or whatever it is they will immerse me in when I get there, as I was on my way! ❓
True! I’m a “bagabones”. My chubby chops have gone replaced by nothing, hollow, the eyes sunk in amongst the bones/shull. I’ll wager the only reason my Coco recognizies me is by scent. I had to puff my chops out so that I could shave properly.
I doubt anybody’d know me now if they saw me they’d probably think I’m my father, or my mother if what Kerry tells me, she says I’m the spit of my mother.
Which brings me to the heading for this post.