Category: Reckons

Claire sold her hot gold topped 3SGE powered ’86 Toyota Celica, I hope the new owner has as much fun driving it as I did. It was a nippy little car. A mechanic who had a look at it described the engine to the buyer as "a monster." He also said things along the lines of (and I’m paraphrasing here, even if I am putting it in quotes) "it kicks the arse off all the modern ones."

I’m sure that helped the guy make his mind up — it didn’t hurt that he also got a bargain, I’m sure.

In other news, I’m not giving out as many Christmas gifts as in previous years, I guess I’m kind of over being Santa to so many people who won’t make a single bit of effort to maintain our friendships. With all due respect, fuck y’all.

In yet further news, I’ve been eating completely ridiculous amounts of kimchi ramen and teriyaki noodles, I’m considering trying one of those lame ‘eat this stupid thing for a month’ gags you see around the web in various places, don’t think I could stand it, a packet a day for lunch is more than I can stand, hence the occasional omlette or sandwich (or going out for Wendy’s or whatever). I’ve definitely been paying less for lunches since I’ve been running my own business, the whole thing with jumping across the road to Annie’s to grab a tray of rice and dumplings, or curry, or a pie or whatever was so convenient, but so very very bad.

Maybe I should try a month where I can only ‘eat’ what I can drink. Would it be cheating to have Complan or something?

Doing anything along those lines is probably just flirting with the disaster that would be my (satan loving) ulcer making a return, dirty bloody bastard. It really hurts.

Anyway, if any of you Auckland denizens I haven’t seen for a while want to come over for a BBQ or go out for a drink or something, drop me an email.

(Speaking of people I haven’t seen for a while, François, do you read this? I always enjoy your missives, and I can’t wait for you to get the fook back.)

Another note to people overseas, and you know who you are, for future reference if you’re buying food products for people’s Christmas presents, it might be a good idea to NOT have them delivered at the BEGINNING of December.

Jeeze, what a mess of a post, but there you go. Obviously I’ve had too much flavour enhancer 621, 631, and ginger.

That post was rubbish. If you didn’t read the footnote, you’re silly.

When I did finally see RotK, I thought it was okay. But Arwen should be fired out of a canon, Liv Tyler is a big load of goat anus.

My latest hobby, aside from scaring myself in my sleep, is downloading stuff I don’t really want or care about just so I can watch my ridiculously fast transfer rate.

Oldbies like myself must get a real kick out of this that kids just don’t understand. Anyone else remember watching your zmodem download of some crappy crap from some dodgy 12 hour a day (except when the sysops mum wants to use the line) BBS at 2400… or 9600… or even 14k4?

Now we can grab whatever we want from anywhere in the world at multiple megabits for cheap! (I mean, we’ve been able to do it for spensive for ages, or in the office, you know, on someone elses dime, but I own my company, I’m the boss, so when I do things on the companies dime, who am I screwing?)

Amazing. Wonderful. Etc.

Last nights rib elbowing was brought on by the somewhat more alarming sleep talking of "No! Get away! Don’t come any closer!"

Did I mention I’ve been reading a Zombie book lately? I don’t see any possible connection. Ahh, zombies!

Claire says: "No more monster books for Morgie!"
I say: "Don’t call me Morgie."

Apparently, trying to keep the merry-go-round running by playing Star Spangled Banner on your trumpet gets you an elbow in the ribs and a "Shut up, you’re asleep!"

You know how I never talk about seeing live music? Well, mostly I don’t like smokey loud rooms full of sweaty idiots jumping around, but this is different, in this case no one was sweaty, on account of everyone was sitting down.

Went to Odeon to meet up with the Claire, Wheezy & big Karl trio, watched The Bads, who are actually good, and a bit of Pine’s set, they’re also good, something fun and quirky about them.

Anyway, Odeon is a TERRIBLE venue. Maybe it’s designed for old people, but to me music enjoyment means STANDING UP, I mean, sitting down is for Opera and symphonic music, if you’ve got a drumkit and electric guitars, get up.

Also, soooo smokey, come along December, I’m thinking of going out and having a great big fat stogie the day before the smoking ban is enforced, just because. (After all, the only thin more offensive than cigarette smoke is cigar smoke.)

Oh yeah, still growing the beard, don’t know how much longer I can stand it. I’ll try to give it another couple of weeks, I don’t think I’ll keep it long term though.

RIP ODB. Props to the Eskimo’s and the submarines. And a shout out to the school teachers.

I’ve been growing a beard — only about 2 weeks so far, it’s at the itchy horrible scruffy stage most guys have probably experienced. But then I find this site so now I’m thinking about shaving it off, ‘cos those guys freak the fuck out of me.

Anyway, forget about the beard, what a big last month I’ve had I got a new pet, and she died.

Her name was Theresa Heinz-Weta, I saved her from dive bombing birds and George, presumably she was really sick already, otherwise I don’t know why a tree weta would be out and about in the middle of the day, I gave her a nice place to live, with shade, and food, etc, intending the keep her around for a week or so, then find a nice quiet tree to move her in to, but she died before I could do that.

She was a lovely girl, she liked to play chess (she was contemplative, but not very good) liked to listen to Brahms and Chopin.

Oh, I also bought a car… Mitsubishi RVR… The big problem was the Mitsubishi auto transmissions suck(!), so I got one with a manual tranny. I’m pretty happy with it, but I think I’ll have to get tints for the rear windows, there’s a lot of glass back there, so it gets really warm, and one of the rear speakers doesn’t work, and I don’t know why — I had a look, and the whole system is so completely bizarre that I have no idea how to fix it, the problem isn’t the speaker, the wiring seems to be crazy, it has a (really nice) aftermarket CD headunit, and I think it might not have been installed properly.