Im sorry but this couldn’t and wouldn’t wait.. this really is some quite amusing stuff and if you are up to date on the JOE Vs SPENCE saga you will really appreciate what you are about to read..

What started out as a simple “lets get something to eat”, turned into something much grander. Much, much grander. It makes me weep just thinking about it.

The object in question is steak. And lots of it.

If you aren’t into ten-pin bowling at all, I wouldn’t really bother with this one. Its just for them. Don’t worry, I’ll put up a normal post later on today. Steak is involved, it was glorious.

Scott was patiently waiting for me to post something regarding this but, apparently I’m useless, so in a cryptic manner he gave some clues to my absence in his last post, The news in question is the birth of my first child, (the first I know about anyway) and yes I had something to do with it. His name is Joshua, Scott isn’t lying when he said he is round and pointy in parts and funnily enough is remarkably person shaped and with minimal amount of hair. Scott was correct that he is much like me, he likes to sleep and lounge a lot, he also eats and shits a lot too, two of my other favourite pass times..

Not sure why, not even sure I have sufficient proof to take it to the catholic church and get them to start an inquiry into the whole tazo fiasco. I just figured it would be a good ice breaker, a bit of a “good morning, how are you” sort of greeting in a really surrealist kind of way. It’s just my thing.

I know you’ve all been waiting patiently for the last few months’ worth of Eeyore reports… But get over it, they’re not coming. Instead, I have the report from the first match of the new season. Enjoy. Or don’t. I could care less. But only slightly.

I played indoor soccer yesterday morning, or more specifically, an indoor soccer tournament. That should impress the ladies. As a result, I’m quite sore. Mainly because I spent the entire day in defence and my legs and lower body were used as a shooting range for the guys who have cannon’s for legs.