i only like ice in my drink
Definitely not on the windscreen of my car. It makes it harder to get it into my scotch that way. It was 3 degrees when I left for work this morning at the spritely hour of 7pm. Lets just say I was able to tolerate a cold, only a bit.
I missed out on last week’s post because I just ran out of time, thats twice now. I’d say that I’m sorry but, well, I haven’t allocated the required resources to attain said emotional level. I’ll see what I can do but I make no guarantees.
Being that most of last week was laden with water from the heavens I found it quite hard to get motivated to go to the gym, I did manage to go twice but that was a real stretch. Hopefully this week will be a little better but it’s not off to a very good start. One thing I did notice was that there were a lot of cars with increased horsepower floating around. What I mean by this is that the car, like a dehydrated ration food pack, if you add water to it you get instant horsepower. So I’ve seen a plethora of boys driving what were average commodores who can now spin the wheel’s well into the latter part of second gear and who think its great to be able to slide round corners in the wet. Always funny to watch, especially if they overcook it and end up facing the wrong direction in traffic.
I’m sure a few people on here know what I’m talking about, I know I do because I used to do it in my 4WD, there’s a certain ex-180SX driver who know’s what the reverse camber on the road for the entrance/exit to Mawson Lakes is like in that situation. Just ask him. Funny stuff.
Also, I’d like to mention that The Boy and I have named my car, it is now known as The Mayor, or Mayor West. Fan’s of Family Guy should be aware of this reference, if not, a small explanation will follow. Ben thought that I needed to name my car, I refused on the grounds that its stupid, he jokingly said we should call it the Batmobile, I countered with the news that the name had been already taken by a certain Bruce Wayne and since he dresses up like a bat and is clearly insane, he could keep it. I countered with the choice of Adam West instead, Ben thought creatively that it should be Mayor West, the character on Family Guy that he lends his voice to. A fantastic choice I thought.
I’d love to get the number plate “Mayor” or “M West” if I could, I’ll have to investigate. Not really high on the priorities right now though.
Getting back to the matter at hand, things that have happened to me. Last Saturday The Boy and I trundled off to the ice hockey as we are want to do now to watch the Avalanche absolutely punish the Central Coast Rhinos 8-1, very good to watch indeed. Mark and Kate came along too which was good. I took the lead on the Frogger arcade machine as well, stealing it from Ben quite convincingly. He wasn’t happy. I would also like to congratulate James Keane, one of the Av’s players and the brother of a friend, for staying conscious for the entire game. He didn’t succumb to the probably overwhelming feeling to have a little nap or to just rest his eyes for a bit. The last time that happened he subsequently forgot the game happened. Slight concussions do that to a person. Just ask Bill, he fell off a ladder once. He’s got a coin slot in the back of his head to prove it. That’s the only proof he’s got though, he doesn’t remember anything about it otherwise.
I also need to mention that Mark, Kate and myself also went off to see the Fantastic Four movie on the previous Friday. Being a comic book fan, both Mark and myself thought the movie was great. It was a light action affair with most of the dialogue working fairly well, especially the relationship between The Thing and The Human Torch, straight from the comics, damn funny stuff. Of course, one of Jessica Alba’s characters special powers should have been the ability to act, it left a little to be desired. But then again, she’s quite hot so all is forgiven.
I need to talk about this, its been bugging me during the week and I’ve been talking to anyone about it that will listen. I got pulled over last Saturday night going down Anzac Highway when Matt and I were heading to a rather dull party down at Woodcroft for, get this, running an amber light. Apparently, according to this member of the constabulatory, it’s an offence to run an amber light. I countered this with “what’s the reason for having them then? if it just went to red there’d be some definite problems with an increase in insurance claims for rear end accidents”, his answer was less than stellar and went along the lines of “its an offence if you go through it if you have time to stop safely”. Needless to say I was less than convinced, using his explanation of the law it would seem that its purely interpretive depending on the situation at hand. Which is just plain stupid. I can understand why they have red light camera’s, or as I am now referring to them, piggy banks, they’re to gain revenue and to try and stop people from running through the intersection in a less than safe manner. Having it an offence to run an amber light just means that people will be more cautious on the road and worrying about this added problem rather than concentrating on driving properly. There are enough distractions out there to have to worry about this as well.
In the end he only warned me about it because hardly anyone know’s about this new law, good luck to them when its introduced publicly.
He let me go shortly after this, not before interrogating me about previous living addresses and my full name. Apparently another Scott A Smith has a warrant out for him, good work if you’re reading this, you might want to head down to the Police Station, apparently they want to have a “chat” with you. I doubt he’d be reading this though, that would just be weird. One Scott A Smith is enough I think.
I’m going to put a new topic in the forums when I get around to it, I want some discussion about this. Bill has seen fit to brand the engine in my car as “piss weak”, mainly because it hasn’t got enough cylinders and you can’t see the fuel gauge go down whenever I jump on the loud pedal. He has only started this because he bailed on his relatively comfortable VT Commodore wagon for a 1972 HQ Ute, a choice endorsed by the Californian Emmissions standard I’m sure. I think we can get a fair amount of discussion about this, mainly because Bill refuses to argue with me about it because he just degenerates into personal insults and then hang’s up on me. It’s not my fault he bought a land barge, I know it sounds nice but when you almost pass out from the fumes it produces and when you would have to be worried about the door handles scraping on the ground when it goes around corners I’m not sure if its a healthy trade off.
In his defence though, he did only just buy it, he will do work on it. Of course, by he I mean his brother and/or his father. Either way, it will eventually be a lot better. He might even be able to keep up with me after that. Zing.
During the gap between posts we’ve had another world event too, my thoughts go out to those in London. It’s a terrible thing thats happened but they’ve hit the wrong city. London survived the blitz for fucks sake. A few little backpack bombs won’t do anything to slow it down. The resilience of a people that have been hit by the worst those wacky German’s could throw at them makes these attempts a sign that things are on the down turn for the opposition. They’re running out of game time and getting desperate.
Unfortunately its probably going to get a lot worse before it ends.
I caught a fair amount of the new Scrubs DVD last night with Laura, a fantastic show that. Anyone thats a Scrubs fan should go out and buy it, at $30 its a bargain.
Anyway, I’m off. I’ll post again later in the week.
Scottpeaceful loving youth against the brutality of plastic existence,
pushing little children with their fully automatics
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I will reclaim my Frogger title!! I just don’t believe in using 40cents. CHEATING!! That’s all that is!!! (not that I’m bitter or anything)
Only those with small cars say “size doesn’t matter”. What car does your husband drive, Mrs Smith?
After having been in both cars, I can say which one I prefer, but I chose not to in fear of being chased down the road with a big knife….
YEAH.. Mrs Smith… what does your husband drive
See! That handsome devil Spence knows the score…
It’s a small-minded, confused and misguided man (Scott) that thinks “speed”, “economy”, “handling”, “comfort” or “safety” is the foundation on which a good car is built.
As for The Boy…I’d run you down in the car, not on foot…what do you think this is?
…No, I don’t think a Sportivo is a gay car… Spoortiivvoo…
I like how quickly the two guys with larger than average 8 cylinder cars immediately degenerate into callous remarks rather than providing arguments to prove me wrong.
anyway Spence, it doesn’t matter what I drive…either way its a lot more than what you can right now.
ooohhh scott, i can feel some verbal slaughter coming ur way for that one :-/ i mean…..have u forgotton that adam is a little tweeny weeny bit bigger than u or does size not matter on this particular occasion
Everyone knows you can’t engage in a fair argument, Scott.
If you can’t appreciate what real men like Spence and I see in our cars without help…then it can’t be explained to you at all.
You’re very “unaustralian”.
actually scott.. stopping at amber lights has always been the law if you can do it safely.. its part of the Road Traffic Act of 1961, but most people dont bother (including me… i believe amber means go faster!)
http://www.parliament.sa.gov.au/Catalog/legislation/Regulations/a/1999.219.un.htm
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A driver approaching or at traffic lights showing a yellow traffic light must stop:
(a) if there is a stop line at or near the traffic lights and the driver can stop safely before reaching the stop line—as near as practicable to, but before reaching, the stop line; or
(b) if there is no stop line at or near the traffic lights and the driver can stop safely before reaching the traffic lights—as near as practicable to, but before reaching, the nearest or only traffic lights; or
(c) if the traffic lights are at an intersection and the driver cannot stop safely in accordance with paragraph (a) or (b), but can stop safely before entering the intersection—before entering the intersection,
and must not proceed past the stop line or nearest or only traffic lights, or into the intersection (as the case may be), until the traffic lights show a green or flashing yellow traffic light or no traffic light.
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Sorry
hehehe mark 1, scott 0
I was never disputing the existence of said law, I am merely unconvinced at the ability to enforce it with means other than in the direct vision of a police officer. Even then it can be disputed easily, it’s all about who submits the statutory declaration first. Simple.
So Laura, you should really pay attention to what I’ve said rather than instantly side with someone trying to shoot me down.
It could go badly for you. After all, 10pm next Monday could get very crowded.
hahaha…..good call scott
What’s this about 3 degrees? It regularly gets into the minuses over here in Canberra… my car was totally iced up the other morning. Aaaaargh my nuts recracted back into my body and I had to get my girlfriend to coax them back out (with her tongue).
Ooooh that’s left an interesting image in my head.
Anyway, I still need to name my car… it’s damn hard to find a good original name. My partner calls it “the beast” when we take it for run in the country, but that’s also what she calls me in the bedroom so I ain’t sharing that name.
Ooooh I’m on fire tonight.
But seriously… who goes to work at 7pm in the morning?
who goes to work at all??
fuck this working for a living shit..
I agree with Spence. I’ve been telling my work that they should pay me for sitting at home on my arse while eating pot-noodles, but do they relent? Hell No!! Bastards!! They should let me fuck off once I finish all my stuff or at least unblock some Internet Sites so I can play online mini-golf