Bye, Dylan.

So, it turns out that, in the end, it’s a good thing that Dylan decided to shove off. We’ve confirmed that we’re getting to upgrade to a bigger better faster model. The Yojimbo 3000. Yay. 🙂

Oh, and George accidentally pissed on our neighbours shoes & pants. Oopsie. 🙁

Lastly, Adam isn’t really a gay homosexual, it’s only Dylan that we’re not entirely sure about.

Absolute Henry.

When I got my fishies I named them by how they interacted with one-another:

  • Scrappy – didn’t mind a fight.
  • Bully – always got his way, and a large majority of the food.
  • Hungry – didn’t like to fight, didn’t get to eat.

As there is now only one fish, all it gets to interact with is plants, rocks and bubbles, the old names no longer apply. My fish is now, and for the foreseeable future, to be known as Henry.

New dog. Old computer.

Took George for the last of his shots today, so in a week he starts puppy classes. Afterwards we took a walk down to the gallery, all I can say is some peoples art is other peoples stupid crap.

Apparently it’s the twenty-somethingth birthday of the PC about now, this was my first.

New dog, new tricks.

We’ve been trying to teach George some tricks, started simple with sit and lie down, and now he’s pretty much got ‘play dead’ as well. Not bad for a little baby.

His favourite flavour for today is fried bread (from The Bake Haus on Ponsonby Rd).

Soggy pizza, boxes.

The new Pizza Hut pizza boxes suck arse. They’ve started using 100% recycled cardboard… They’re readily distinguished from the old ones – they’re grey. And they sag. And therefore they don’t protect the pizza.

You’d think they could have tested them a bit, yeah?