Thursday, 31 August 2017

Day 243: Just Doodlin'

I've got nothin' tonight.

Wednesday, 30 August 2017

Day 242: Get Krack!n

So, Kate & Kate from The Katering Show are debuting their new show in about ten minutes. This time they're supposed to be taking the piss out of brekkie news shows.

Are you interested in seeing it, Squib?

Tuesday, 29 August 2017

Day 241: Bringing work home

Okay, it's GoT tomorrow night then, I guess.

Monday, 28 August 2017

Day 240: Clean Out

I'm a bit behind, because I've had to have a bit of a reorganisation, in order to make way for some new equipment. Hopefully, I should be able to watch the last two eps of GoT tomorrow night.

Question: Do you ever hold on to stuff "because it's still good", even though you know you'll probably never use it again?

Sunday, 27 August 2017

Day 239: Splitting

Luckily, I don't get headaches that often. The flip side, is that when I do get them, I'm ill equipped to deal with them. Most of the painkillers in my house are out of date by a factor of years. Is ancient Panadol safe to take?

Saturday, 26 August 2017

Day 238: Things that should exist

Why nature, why?

Friday, 25 August 2017

Day 237: I dunno what this thing is

But it came to me fully formed as soon as I sat down.

Thursday, 24 August 2017

Day 236: Fashion Trend?

Has anybody noticed young women getting about with the shoulders cut out of their shirts all of a sudden?

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

Day 235: I dunno whether to put quotes around "value" or "meal"

I had to shout a co-worker lunch at Macca's today. The quality hasn't changed, but I always remember Macca's as being dirt cheap.

Two value meals, over twenty quid.

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

Day 234: Fat Pants

Today has been an extraordinarily shit day. Not just an ordinarily shit day, no sir; today, everything that could've gone wrong, did go wrong. It was a day where one thing failed after another. Things that were put in place just in case something failed—also failed. Today was the kind of day that I'm going to be cleaning up after for days to come. Fuck today.

Anyway, while I was at the supermarket this evening, I couldn't help but notice the bloke in front of me at the checkout. He was one of those soopa-doopa fat fellas, but instead of buying a pair of soopa-doopa big pants, he'd just taken his old pants and put splits in the sides.

This didn't make the day any less shit, but it definitely counts as the highlight.

Monday, 21 August 2017

Day 233: Aunty Alex Tradie Techie Tips

I'd just like to make a mention of MemTest86+, which is a free tool for testing the health of your RAM. Bad RAM can be disastrous, because it can lead to your computer silently writing corrupt data all over your hard-drive, including all over your important files. Personally, I'd recommend checking your RAM every few months. If you're interested, there's instructions on the website, and if that's not enough, I can also give some pointers if anyone is having trouble.

BAAAAAD RAM

Sunday, 20 August 2017

Day 232: Aunty Alex' Tradie Tips

As someone who handles a lot of tools, trust me when I say this: No matter how tempting it is to have a few extra dollars in you pocket, think twice before working with under-sized, under-powered, Chinese equipment. You might think your day's going to involve about twenty minutes of screwing, but be prepared to spend several hours finishing the job by hand.

I'm thinking of renaming this site "Carry On Blogging"

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Day 231: On the grog and watchin' footy with the family

I spent the day helpin' me brother work on his shed. I'm lucky to have gotten anything posted at all.

Friday, 18 August 2017

Day 230: Uggh!

Sometimes you just can't get anything decent to come out the end of the pen.

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Day 229: I wonder if Pauline could be convinced to keep the burqa on?

Maybe as a form of protest, until she gets her legislation's passed.

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Day 228: The Hammer Of Gendric

It makes a squeaky noise when you hit someone with it.

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Day 227: Constitutional Crisis Farce

Y'know, I always thought Barnaby was the kinda bloke you wouldn't want to leave alone with a sheep.

Monday, 14 August 2017

Day 226: Quick Fish

Don't have time for much else tonight.

Sunday, 13 August 2017

Day 225: My 2¢ on the plebiscite

Thinking about it, I reckon a non-compulsory postal plebiscite is the best thing Tony Abbott could hope for. Despite the polling, I don't think support for same-sex marriage is as strong as some people might think. That is to say, I think most people's opinion is something along the lines of, "Yeah, sure, why shouldn't the poofs get married? Honestly, I couldn't give a shit what they do." However, I don't reckon there's a huge number of people who care about the issue enough to actually get up and do something about it. So, what I suspect, is that a voluntary plebiscite is going to yield a very low turnout, basically limited to people who have very strong opinions on the subject one way or the other. Combine this with the fact that I've heard some homosexuals say they plan to boycott the vote, and I'd say this is the best chance a "NO" result has of getting up.

If the result does come out "NO", that's probably going to activate a segment of the population who are mostly indifferent on the topic, but will demand that the government follow "the democratic will of the people". This will put the Turnbull faction of the Liberal party in a damned-if-you-do and damned-if-you-don't situation. And no matter what happens, a lot of people are going to be pissed off over the money that's being spent on this thing.

The question is, if Turnbull falls—over this or any other issue—would the party give Rabbit another go, or look for a third option? Julie Bishop? Barnaby Rubble?

Lastly, I'd just like to address one particular argument I've heard going around, for why we shouldn't be having a vote. That is, opening this topic up for discussion will give a platform to hateful people whose opinions will harm children and the mentally fragile. While it's a legitimate fear, I find that to be a terrible reason to try and stifle public debate.

I don't think this approach actually helps kids in the long run.

Saturday, 12 August 2017

Day 224: Game of Thrones 2017

This is the furtherest I've dropped behind since the season where KingSlayer lost his slaying-hand. I only got halfway through that one, and didn't catch up again until the next season came out. I promise I'll try to keep up from here on though. Pinky swear.

Friday, 11 August 2017

Day 223: I'll vote yes, but I won't like it.

Personally, I'd like to see the government get out of regulating marriage altogether, and just lay out some simple rules that cover all forms of co-habitation, including defacto and polygamous relationships.

Still, it's important not to let perfection stand in the way of progress.

Thursday, 10 August 2017

Day 222: Ever stood under the shower until the hot water ran out?

… and then just kept standing there wishing you had a bigger hot-water system

It's not good for the environment, but the shower is my happy place.

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Day 221: Sigh

… Sigh …

Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Day 220: Aren't there days when you just feel like Sisyphus?

Only with a less-forgiving incline and a less-round rock.

Monday, 7 August 2017

Day 219: 3 Minutes Later

Alien cowboy? … I guess?

Sunday, 6 August 2017

Day 218: A principled position

I was listening to an interview with Eric Abetz the other day. Here's a summary of two sequential answers he gave. See if you can spot the inconsistency:

Q: What do you think about raising taxes on the wealthy?

What we want in this country is equality of opportunity, not equality of outcome. Wealthy people work hard for their money, and while the Liberal party recognises that we need some taxation to pay for essential services, we opposes wealth redistribution on principle.

Q: What do you think about WA wanting to keep a bigger share of GST revenue?

It's important that we keep things fair, and the bottom line is, the more tax revenue WA keeps for itself, the less there is for all the other states.

Somehow this went completely over the interviewer's head.

Saturday, 5 August 2017

Day 217: WhooOOoo

Yep, phoning it in again tonight.

Friday, 4 August 2017

Day 216: Tradie Tips Part 2

Wear gloves when handling untreated timber.

Thursday, 3 August 2017

Day 215: What's the harm?

So, I was catching up on the tech-news today. Apparently there's these simple little robots you can buy that zoom around your house and autonomously vacuum your floors. In order to become more efficient over time, as they move around, they create an internal "map" of your house. Also, they are "cloud connected", so all this info is stored on servers owned by the manufacturers. Well, apparently, it has just occurred to one of these manufacturer that they can make a buck by selling this data on to … well, anyone who wants it.

The story was covered on a number of shows I listen to, and all of the discussion basically boiled down to: "Who gives a shit. All these morons are worried about their privacy being invaded, but what's the actual harm that's being done?"

Well, here's my response to that: Suppose I hack into the computer network at your house and video tape you and your family without your consent. Suppose I manage to get footage of you and your partner having sex. Suppose I stick that footage up on PornHub and make money from it. Sure, you're probably going to feel like your privacy's been invaded, but what's the harm?

People have curtains on their windows for a reason. Cunts.

It never ceases to amaze me how paranoid Yanks are about the government, and yet they seem perfectly happy to usher in an Orwellian nightmare, so long as Big-Brother is a private corporation, answerable to no-one.

This is what the robot take-over looks like.

Wednesday, 2 August 2017

Day 214: In case you were wondering

The mob of cunts who gave us 24hrs to collect my aunty's stuff was Tricare. Do with that information what you will.

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Day 213: Rooted

It's been a long day, and I am very grateful I didn't become a removalist. Talk tomorrow. Sleep now.