Water Everywhere

Just returned from another succesful outing to Leanyer Recreational Lake.  It's the school holidays, so there were plenty of children around but overall not as crowded as weekends.  That's one the things I like about living here, not too many people and we can come and go as we like. No hassle in getting a car park, just drove right in and off we went into the water. 

The water was warm, perhaps we go there a bit late, about 1pm.  I much prefer cold water but then it was a sunny day and there were plenty of shaded spots.

The pool was pretty much vacant as it was too sunny.  Most people hung around the water play area.  The big slides were going off but I was too lazy to walk up the stairs.  It's real effort to get fat, I am not about to let exercise ruin that. The kiddies play area is popular as ever, I like the giant bucket, whoosh, tonnes of water rushing down like that. 

Heaps of kids about but alas, no hot chicks.  Where are all the hot chicks in Darwin hidding?

Better luck next time.

The Poor Little Rich Boy

I really feed sorry for Tiger Woods, this guy been playing golf when he was still in diapers. For those of you who has never attempted golf, you should thank your lucky stars. It is an exceedingly difficult game. Hitting that little white ball is not as it easy as it looks, so many factors come into play. Wind vector, moon gravitational force and the Earth's rotation. Now, you understand why your ball never lands on the green.

Tiger has managed to overcome all these and what has it got, NOTHING!!!!! The wife has taken his balls and kept them in the salt bin. Seriously, for a top bloke like Tiger, he should be able/allowed to do whatever he bloody wants. He has earned it. What's the point of having billions when you can't do anything with it.

The scandal will blow over and Tiger will be at the top of his game again. I can only hope he improves his taste in women.

No drinks for Santa?

Here we go, it's Christmas Eve and we are all still at work. Everyone is overworked, been a hard year. Everyone is hanging out for one of these.

Yet the boss won't let us get pissed at work. What's the go with that? Drinking at work is a tradition, just like office romances and sitting on the photocopier. There is a reason why we came to work in the first place, earn enough money to spend of booze and enjoy the company of beautiful German girls.

Merry Christmas to y'all.