Monday, 13 May 2013
Why do I have to keep changing my password each time I log on?
I suppose I should not be asking that question here but it is is SO irritating. I type in my password and I get the message "password not recognised." I go thru the process to get now password, light on OK, but next time I log on, it happens again - and again and again. I have txt messages to prove it!
Wednesday, 8 May 2013
Five months out of work today
My record is six, since I came back to OZ. It used to depress me but now I am used to it, although not financially.
What have I done for the last five months? Computer, cafe, coffee, nap, beach, pub, write, TV.
What have I done for the last five months? Computer, cafe, coffee, nap, beach, pub, write, TV.
Monday, 6 May 2013
God I HATE graffiti, computer passwords & sun reflection on my phone!
IHow can that be "Art?" I'm not talking about fucking Banksy. This is just dogs pissing to mark their territories. Drinking coffee in J & J on E Street and a bus went by with all the windows covered in scratch "Art". I remember hearing this stupid Sheila on "Q & A" enthusing about how boring it is without street art and if she did not like it on her window she would wipe it off. I suppose having the windows covered I scratches means you can't see the art on the walls outside so it is an ill wind?
Forgot my password today. I keep meaning to erect a billboard outside my flare with my name and password on it. I don't suppose anybody would notice any more than they ever hear those sodding car alarms. What happened to them anyway? Time was, you could not spend a night at home without one going off. You loom outside and there's never anybody there. If I did see a carjacker I reckon I'd have been out there with my toolbox offering to help. Anything to get rid of the din.
Sun reflection on my phone? Tried holding my cap over the phone but I still can't se e a bloody thing.
Predictive text - yes I shall add that onto my pail of whinging list!
Why can't Chelsea just LOSE!?
I think it is time for my pill.
Forgot my password today. I keep meaning to erect a billboard outside my flare with my name and password on it. I don't suppose anybody would notice any more than they ever hear those sodding car alarms. What happened to them anyway? Time was, you could not spend a night at home without one going off. You loom outside and there's never anybody there. If I did see a carjacker I reckon I'd have been out there with my toolbox offering to help. Anything to get rid of the din.
Sun reflection on my phone? Tried holding my cap over the phone but I still can't se e a bloody thing.
Predictive text - yes I shall add that onto my pail of whinging list!
Why can't Chelsea just LOSE!?
I think it is time for my pill.
Friday, 3 May 2013
Am I really in a relationship?
Does that sound beyond dumb? Why is a guy in his 60th year asking that? It is worse than the 40 year old virgin,
But I have NEVER been in a relationship before. Talk about uncharted seas. This is Star Trek, or rather "Dave Trek" (but there's no Mr Spock to guide me. I suppose I could call my GP "Bones" though.
after four years and four Grande on four dating sites I met someone whom I had a second date with! And now we have spent a bit if time together, done some of the things I should have been doing in 1970 (the year Black Sabbath had their first hit too. "Happiness I cannot feel and live to me is so unreal?")
We walked down E Street last night holding hands. The last woman I dud that with was my Mum "BTB" (Before The Beatles.)
I do have platonic lady friends, good ones too, and irony upon irony I Meyer most of them internet dating. I never thought there could because third way? Either you meet and go out or you meet and it is "Hello Goodbye." But this is like tossing a country and it lands on its edge? They "like" you but they don't "LIKE" you. "No goosebumps when I touched you." One told me.
Anyway, I said to "A" the other day when we were having coffee in one of our cafes in E Street, "Am I in relationship?" "Yes." She said (she said.)
"When I think of all the good times that I wasted having good times!"
But I have NEVER been in a relationship before. Talk about uncharted seas. This is Star Trek, or rather "Dave Trek" (but there's no Mr Spock to guide me. I suppose I could call my GP "Bones" though.
after four years and four Grande on four dating sites I met someone whom I had a second date with! And now we have spent a bit if time together, done some of the things I should have been doing in 1970 (the year Black Sabbath had their first hit too. "Happiness I cannot feel and live to me is so unreal?")
We walked down E Street last night holding hands. The last woman I dud that with was my Mum "BTB" (Before The Beatles.)
I do have platonic lady friends, good ones too, and irony upon irony I Meyer most of them internet dating. I never thought there could because third way? Either you meet and go out or you meet and it is "Hello Goodbye." But this is like tossing a country and it lands on its edge? They "like" you but they don't "LIKE" you. "No goosebumps when I touched you." One told me.
Anyway, I said to "A" the other day when we were having coffee in one of our cafes in E Street, "Am I in relationship?" "Yes." She said (she said.)
"When I think of all the good times that I wasted having good times!"
Sunday, 28 April 2013
59th Birthday Song (Feeling UN Groovy!)
Actually, I don't feel too bad, certainly not OLD! I used to think of where my Dad was at my age? Born during The Battle of the Somme on 11 July 1916, so he was my age now in 1975. I was 21 & thought the idea of being 30 let alone reaching the 21st Century was ludicrous.
There used to be a time when most rock stars DID die before they got old, but now they are reaching personable age. Reg Presley of The Troggs was the most recent of my heroes to pass away at 71 I think?
Now I'm sitting with my friend Pauline listening to 'Yesterday.' Time to stop before sentiment becomes maudlin.
There used to be a time when most rock stars DID die before they got old, but now they are reaching personable age. Reg Presley of The Troggs was the most recent of my heroes to pass away at 71 I think?
Now I'm sitting with my friend Pauline listening to 'Yesterday.' Time to stop before sentiment becomes maudlin.
59th Birthday Song (Feeling UN Groovy!)
Actually, I don't feel too bad, certainly not OLD! I used to think of where my Dad was at my age? Born during The Battle of the Somme on 11 July 1916, so he was my age now in 1975. I was 21 & thought the idea of being 30 let alone reaching the 21st Century was ludicrous.
There used to be a time when most rock stars DID die before they got old, but now they are reaching personable age. Reg Presley of The Troggs was the most recent of my heroes to pass away at 71 I think?
Now I'm sitting with my friend Pauline listening to 'Yesterday.' Time to stop before sentiment becomes maudlin.
There used to be a time when most rock stars DID die before they got old, but now they are reaching personable age. Reg Presley of The Troggs was the most recent of my heroes to pass away at 71 I think?
Now I'm sitting with my friend Pauline listening to 'Yesterday.' Time to stop before sentiment becomes maudlin.
Wednesday, 17 April 2013
Whippets on Devonshire Street (Memories of My Mum)
Last night, walking past the Trinity, a lady talking two Whippets passed me. I told her seeing Whippets always makes me think of my Nana and my Mum and "Sandy", our Whippet, though he was really Nana's.
We had to put him to sleep just before I left England in October, 1978. I came home one arvo to see Nana sitting with Mum on the settee together.
'I've lost my pal,' she said.
They are all gone now. Does that sound maudlin? I have only had two schooners of Coopers since 7 30 & it is 00.10 now. One in the Strawberry Hills and one in the Royal Exhibition
Time to go home!
We had to put him to sleep just before I left England in October, 1978. I came home one arvo to see Nana sitting with Mum on the settee together.
'I've lost my pal,' she said.
They are all gone now. Does that sound maudlin? I have only had two schooners of Coopers since 7 30 & it is 00.10 now. One in the Strawberry Hills and one in the Royal Exhibition
Time to go home!
Tuesday, 16 April 2013
I am sick of the noise in here tonight.
The awful songs in the karoake and the volume they play and sing. Why am I here? Because of her. Because I d not feel secure enough to just get up and say ,"I hate it here and I am going home. But that is not my role. I HAVE to sit but not speak. Listen well but do not comment.
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