Before and after pictures of yesterday’s dust storm

Not as spectacular as Sydney today, but my car’s covered in dust and now I’m going to have to wash it. I’m not very happy at all!

Guilty moment admission…

I’ve been watching Australian Idol. Nothing like wasting an hour or two watching midget women who’ve suffered deeply from depression sing big ugly power ballads. I mean, I could watch that shit at kareoke at the Irish Club any Friday night!

Tonight was a special night for me and Australian Idol. While Dicko slammed him for his choice in songs, it dawned on me that Toby has the same record collection as me, except I keep my U2 and Coldplay stuff hidden up the back. According to Dicko, Radiohead and Muse are left-field and too alternative. Then again, he was gushing over the bibleboy who sung some crap Metallica song, so there ya go…

Right now I’m listening to this coz even though he’s got a great record collection, Toby sings like someone’s squeezing his balls and I needed to hear the real thing again to remind me how awesome it is..

Is it morally acceptable for me to write my daughter’s resume?

I’m not entirely sure where I stand morally on this vexing issue. All I know is to get accepted into the Dept of Finance’s school leaver program all she has to do is answer three simple questions that are aimed to find out whether the kids can communicate, work as part of a group, and are basically semi-human. If only EL1 selection criteria were like this, I might stop being so lazy and start applying for a promotion!

It’s a bit annoying sitting here listening to Caitabee™ whinging and moaning about how she can’t think of a single time in her life where she’s challenged herself and moved out of her comfort zone. I’m like ‘what was that French major you just struggled through? All the times you’ve babysat yr annoying but cute cousins?’ and she’s like ‘can’t you just write it for me?’ Much as I’d like to end the pain and just write the thing myself, I don’t think I could successfully pass it off as being written by a bored 17yr old Blur fanatic whose only exposure to the Public Service has been when she comes into work with me….

Anyway, I’m very bored and drowning out the whining by listening to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah and wondering why coz I don’t even like them much.