Amazingly Stupid Thoughts

I think beauty pageants need some basic reforms. Why is it that Miss America can never solve world hunger? It's simple. Two words: term limits. Miss America only has one year to solve world hunger. Even the president of the US has possibly 8 years to solve US problems but how is a lady suppose to fix a world problem such as hunger in a single year? You'd think that after a hundred years of beauty pageants that world hunger would be a thing of the past.

A few years ago, a Miss Universe from a Latin American country (I dont remember which) caused some controversy after she gained a few pounds after winning Miss Universe. What's wrong with that? She was simply solving world hunger. If I starved myself to be a Miss Universe contestant, I too would be motherfucking hungry.

In Rod we Trust

Another classic episode of "The Simpsons" was just on. This time it was 1F13 - "Deep Space Homer". I am actually one of the few fans that refuse to admit that "The Simpsons" has jumped the shark, but there definately has been a rather noticable drop in quality in recent years.

Who cannot love the inanimate carbon rod?

The Dogs

My two Jack Russells are playing some type of game at the moment. They are growling at each other for the ownership of the tennisball (which is currently sitting between them) even though we have several other tennis balls in the house and yard. They are so cute.

Ch-ch-change

I finally changed my Utah Drivers License over to a Victorian one today. I am kind of shocked at how easy it turned out to be - basically I filled out the paper work, presented my old license and a couple of forms of ID and badda-boom, badda-bang, I am now legally allowed to drive in Australia on a full license.

This weirds me out because Victoria is suppose to have some of the strictest and toughest rules and regulations around before you get your license. I was expecting to do something, but nadda! No written exam, no driving exam! Heck, no eye-sight test!

It also means due to living in the US I never have been on a Probationary license. I was still on my learners before moving to the States, where I jumped straight to a full license because of my age, and moving back to Australia I skipped even doing Ps all together.

License photo is rather morose though. But scarily enough this was not the worst Identity photo ever taken. Those honours still go to my Herman Munster Passport photo and bright-red ski-burn Utah Drivers License photo (but oh the skiing was so worth it!).

Strange things happen when you're going 'round the twist

Queensland was fun. I think that is the first time I have ever used the words "Queensland" and "fun" in the same sentence. I know to practically all non-Queenslanders in the world, the state is a tropical paradise, but I just don't see the place the same way. I guess being born and raised there (not to mention being Maroon to the bone - Go Cane Toads!) just makes you see the place differently.

I guess it is the same way for those people that grew up/live in Florida or SoCal.

I was definately my username for the entire week. Saint!Robert was alive and kicking. And I hated it. I much prefer being Evil!Robert. Gah. Thank Jeebus for that. I'd go insane if I had to do that act for more then short periods of times.

While I did enjoy my stay (seriously) I did get bored. Everybody else except for me seem to have something to do to occupy themselves in setting up the engagement party. I for the most part slacked at my brothers house for those few days. I asked to do stuff, I hate just sitting around but there was I was offered nothing (I seriously think some people still consider all this party organisation to be 'women's work' and thus no place for the burly men who just drink beer and talk about Rugby League).

This is how bored I got. My brother isn't June Cleever and since getting pregnant, his fiancee hasn't felt like doing much housework (I do feel bad for her, she definately got the shot end of the morning sickness stick... or morning, afternoon and evening sickness in reality).

So I, even without them asking, did there dishes, did their laundry, hung the washing out on the line (and there was several loads) swepted the floors, vacuumed the carpets. Heck I would've mowed the lawn and painted the walls if need - but thankfully my Bree Van Der Kamp mood didn't need to extend that for - the grass and the walls were pretty AOK.

Got back yesterday which was a little funny, since the plane got in at 8.35am. Hard to think I was alseep two states away only a few hours previously.

Archiving

Just spent the last several hours labeling and archiving over 800 emails. And that is not counting just as many non-labeled archived e-mails which I will proberly tackle at some stage.

Jeez, I need to find something a little more exciting to do on a Saturday night in the future.

Lucy in the sky with Cylons

Joe invaded my dreams last night. Don't worry nothing kinky - those dreams are reserved for others... hehehe... We where just talking about "Battlestar Galatica" and you had the most intense hazel eyes. (I have zero idea what colour your eyes are either). I mean I was expecting laser beams to come out of those eyes.

Well now I made one person uncomfortable today, I think my job is done. Weeeeee!

One rule of thumb for now on - never tell people you can do minutes. My mother was acting oh so sweet to me the other day - I knew something was suspect immediately, and she asked me to type out the minutes for some healthy and safety committee she is on at her work. I did it, I suppose she did give birth to me, but one of these days that excuse will no longer work! LOL
Current Music: Garden of Eden - from that episode of "The Simpsons"

Hats

You know whenever I look at Mr. Hat, I think The Cat in the Hat has ALOT of explaining to do.