Fatlo.af

Well this is almost it for me, I leave on Monday for the east coast, for a night of far too much drinking with friends then on to New York the following day. I’ll be gone for 50 days, far longer than I’ve had for a holiday for a looong time. The perks of being a contractor I suppose, I’ve just got to hope I get work when I get back.

Well, it’s about time I started doing this again. Even though the frequency is spotty, I do often think about things to write about on here, it’s just that it’s normally when I’m nowhere near a computer and by the time I get back to one something shiny has distracted me and it’s soon forgotten.

The FIFA World Cup has been going for 10 days now and it’s been filled with drama, excitement, boredom, expulsions, expletives, players, horns, grass, stadiums, fans. All the ingredients you’d expect really. Not sure what you were thinking if you didn’t.

The Vuvuzela, something that if you’ve watched the African Cup of Nations before you’ll know what it is, if you intend on watching any of the World Cup that starts in several hours, you will soon know what it is. And you will hate its existence.

And, by fray I mean a brawl or scuffle, not the ultimately more confusing definition of a piece of a worn piece of thread. Or, even the more confusing transitive verb definition, to frighten. Basically, what I’m getting at is that I’m back. I’ve returned to the world of confusing analogies, amusing anecdotes and general musings from whatever I like.

I’m back. It’s been a while, but I haven’t forgotten about you. The uni year is over and I have free time…lots of free time. Fortunately, I have much to keep me occupied. Most of it revolves around cricket, iced coffee or drinking beer, but hey, I likes what I like. Speaking of cricket, the [...]

You may have noticed that there is an ever-increasing amount of Christmas bullshit appearing around the place. I have and it pisses me off. ItÂ’s fucking October and some of the shit has been there since July. In a move welcomed by me, my family has decided to largely ignore Christmas this year. Sure, when [...]

Well, let’s clarify something straight away, they are neither natural or cool. It’s a chip, a potato chip to be precise and the flavour is bordering ever so close to being an abomination. This is but one of many different flavours in Inner Mongolia but they aren’t fooling me, it’s all about the artificial additives.

If youÂ’ve been paying attention, youÂ’ll know that Scott is changing jobs. I find that to be highly selfish. Who the hell else is going to organise the Fatloaf Karting Bonanza? IÂ’m not, and I am sure as hell not flying to Perth to participate. Especially since I never actually race because of my back. [...]

Yes, that’s right, I’m changing employers again. This time I’m doing something fairly drastic, I’m moving to Perth.