happy new whatever and all that crap
You know how it goes, you’re on leave and you’re being extra lazy so the lazy gods won’t smite you down in a ball of firey something-or-other and then it hits you. Apathy. You’re intentionally not doing anything and then all of a sudden nothing can replace that euphoria of not doing anything or caring about anything else.
It’s almost like a drug, Bill can understand.
So I figured I’d remove myself from this apathetic stupor and put the first post of the new year up here. I did intentionally mean to have a longer than usual break, I felt like it. I feel its my prerogative.
I do have these passing words though, for gods sake, procrastinate now, don’t put it off.
Yes, its common knowledge now, 2005 is over and 2006 is upon us. Set to devour us the way time does. Damn time, someone should teach it a lesson. I’m going to leave that up to Bill, he’s well equipped to teach things lessons. I’ve seen him do it. For me to summarise the year in one post would be damn near, well, hard and stuff and I don’t feel like doing it. Lets just say it was a fairly productive year for Fatloaf and I feel that 2006 will bring more things loaf related and generally more fun.
Here are some things I’ve got layed out for the year:
Fatloaf Karting Bonanza – Round 2
With the peg bashers taking the first round fairly convincingly, the next round will have to be special so we can take back the title. From what I’ve heard the belt is up in a prominent place in the owners pool room. Bastards.
Mookapalooza
A barbeque event like no other. Well probably like a lot of others actually, however it may involve some special events. I’ve even got a special location. More information as it comes to hand.
Fat & Lazy Camping Tour 2006
With the 2005 round cancelled due to a sudden bout of apathy it has been postponed so that Bill and Paul can finally consumate their relationship. Kieran will probably be involved too. I can’t wait to sell the videos.
A new and invigorated Fatloaf Shop
While lower on the list, its still important. I’ve got some new suppliers I’m negotiating with and who knows, it may turn out to be worthwhile.
Various sporting and drinking events
They will no doubt be scattered and varied but they will happen. Whether it be poker nights, volleyball or just plain drinking. These events will happen and they will be documented here first, on fatloaf.com
While they may not all happen, most of them will and I for one am looking forward to it.
Right on the arse end of the year, the standard NYE house party occurred. This year it was at Alex’s place and boy did we drink. Not the huge volume we have in past years but there was definitely some interesting combinations of alcohol consumed. I had purchased a book focussed entirely on shots and shooters. In hindsight this may not have been the most intelligent thing to do as the combinations while, in most cases, were nasty, combined some of the most toxic alcohols to form even more toxic shots.
Not a healthy thing.
While no throwing up was done because of drunkenness, it came close just from the taste of some of these shots. Some tasted fine when they went down and then exploded like a grenade in your stomach, showering your internals in shrapnel shards of bad tasting crap. Others just tasted bad from the beginning and kept running all the way down your esophagus. Great stuff.
This weekend brings us Schutzenfest, an Adelaide tradition of following those wacky Germans into getting drunk and eating kransky’s. Personally I think this is far more socially acceptable than invading Poland. Probably not as much fun but only time will tell.
Also, this weekend brings the return of the couple of the moment, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson. If you’ve been over to the travel journal they’ve been updating, then you’d know what they’ve been up to. If you haven’t, stop reading now and go and read it. Its important. I’m sure we’ll be inundated with photo’s and slide shows for weeks to come but its a small price to pay to pass out on his rug drunk. Again. Probably with the Boy somewhere near by.
It’s what we do.
Until next week my lovelies, I’m off to do some more reclining.
Scotti got my head, but my head is unraveling. can’t keep control, can’t keep track of where it’s traveling
You too your sweet time with this post, didn’t you champ?
I look forward to the Fat & Lazy Camping Tour. I’m all for drinking, consuming barbeque and sitting ‘round a camp fire sing a verse or two of Gin gan gooly-gooly.