{"id":158,"date":"2015-02-10T23:27:08","date_gmt":"2015-02-10T23:27:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.onthewallaby.net\/?p=158"},"modified":"2015-02-11T05:18:48","modified_gmt":"2015-02-11T05:18:48","slug":"the-nothing-blog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.onthewallaby.net\/?p=158","title":{"rendered":"The Nothing Blog"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Nothing Blog\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 (7.2.2008)<\/strong><\/p>\n

For some reason I feel compelled to write something \u2013 though I have nothing in particular in mind about which I wanna bitch. I usually hit the keyboard only when I can no longer refrain from commenting on something that is really shitting me \u2013 and while there are still plenty of those things around, it would likely prove detrimental to my person, to begin listing them here! So such subjects shall remain unmentionable, until I am confident of incurring no harmful repercussions.<\/p>\n

So, having cleared that up, and having no idea where this might lead, I shall commence. I am currently drinking bourbon and listening to country music. Granted, that may seem to some, like a clich\u00e9 \u2013 but it actually works \u2013 the two really do fit together so damn well!<\/p>\n

\"Me<\/a>
Me behind my bar<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Though tonight things are a little different, I must confess. I have always mixed my Jimmy with coke and ice (though admittedly, there was that dry-ginger-ale stage \u2013 on questionable advice from a foreignly qualified doctor \u2013 I dunno? He was a sparkie\u2019s labourer but claimed to be a doctor of medicine in his native country?)<\/p>\n

Regardless \u2013 I\u2019ve strongly stuck to the old \u2018Bourbon\u2019n\u2019coke\u2019, that I first discovered when I was 18years old \u2013 back when I knew all the answers. I\u2019ve marvelled at the acquaintances (mainly family) who have compromised their enjoyment and, in recent years, opted for the lower energy Pepsi Max or Diet Coke. Wooses. Give me coke anytime! Though I understand where they\u2019re coming from \u2013 they have families and stuff and you don\u2019t want kids to be drinking straight soft-drinks all the time. But me \u2013 I was okay \u2013 I only drink cold water all week, never touch the softies \u2013 unless I have a bourbon or rum on the weekend. Turns out that I\u2019m a big fat bastard and my siblings are not. Now I thought that strange \u2013 I\u2019ve purposely cut down on the beer \u2013 and opted for a spirit or two instead. This has been going on for years \u2013 and I\u2019ve sweated my arse off in the Darwin heat, exercising to get fit \u2013 which has only worked to a minimum degree and all up has been most disappointing.<\/p>\n

\"Cheers!\"<\/a>
Cheers!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Just this last week, I happened to stack the empty bottles from the fridge, on the bench (before they go into the garbo). To my surprise, besides the 10 empty beer stubbies, there was about 5 litres of straight coke!………and 2 litres of \u2018Slim\u201d milk.<\/p>\n

I really can\u2019t believe the damage all that Slim milk has been doing to my body all these years!<\/p>\n

But just in case, I decided if anyone should be drinking the low calorie softies, I guess it should be me. Truly, this thought has never struck me before! So tonight, I\u2019m drinking bourbon and Coke Zero. It seems to leave an unwelcome residue on the palate, but compared to the ten thousand calories of straight coke, I guess that should be something I could embrace?<\/p>\n

Once again, at this stage, I find myself stuck for subject matter \u2013 I have a friend, whom I\u2019ve never met, but who inspires me regularly with her thoughts.<\/p>\n

I first \u2018met\u2019 Linda as \u2018Lush\u2019 on a country music website forum (CMC infact) \u2013 turns out that she hails from a country region I used to frequent and still love to this day \u2013 around Blayney way, in western New South Wales. She first caught my attention with a blog that explained how she was told, as a young lass, that she could be anything she wanted to be, when she grew up. Unfortunately, she wanted to be a monkey, when she grew up \u2013 and she had some issues coming to grips with the reality of what she\u2019d been promised! I just loved the honesty and the randomness of her confession and really admired her openness. She continues to write a blog most weeks and I look forward to each episode of the very rare gift she continues to share \u2013 a self-deprecating but HONEST review of a most natural and attractive young Aussie girl. I find it comforting to see that I\u2019m not alone in apparently having never grown up \u2013 yet still being old enough where I am expected to now have all the answers.<\/p>\n

There are many things I now know for sure, yet there remain many vague and hopeful opportunities that are yet to present themselves to me. I find myself far more open to new ideas than I have been in the past. I appreciate the irony of my considering myself \u201cThe Knower Of All Things\u201d ten years ago, but now finding myself searching for answers in the most unlikely of places.<\/p>\n

If you want to read a warts and all confession of a \u2026\u2026.ahem, twenty-something year old, check out this site http:\/\/www.lifesnotalwaysbeautiful.blogspot.com\/<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

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Last Friday night, I had a good friend come round for a visit \u2013 Kirstin. She\u2019s a top chick, has a young 8 month old little fella who came along as well. She turned up a little later than expected \u2013 which I actually consider standard, when your life depends upon the whims of a small child. So, since she showed up late, she stayed late and left late. Now, I loved the company but I had commenced my weekend relaxation ritual at 4:30pm, and Kirstin and Rocky didn\u2019t fire up the homing-vehicle, until a little after 2am. So, by this time I was relatively legless \u2013 must have been the Slim milk \u2013 or all that straight coke!<\/p>\n

\"Kirstin<\/a>
Kirstin & Rocky<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Now I guess there are some people who might consider my behaviour a touch uncouth or disrespectful for a grown man, when expecting a visit from a 27 year old, female caller. I can\u2019t deny there maybe some credence to such a theory, but we\u2019ve been friends for a long time\u00a0and we\u2019re pretty cool with most things. And so it was that I was able to look Kirstin in the eye and ignore the expanding wet spot upon her singlet top, due to her leaking nipples (and her apparently forgetting to insert a \u2018nursing pad\u2019 \u2013 whatever the fuck they might be?).<\/p>\n

So, this Saturday arvo I have an old friend moving in to live with me \u2013 Maria. She currently resides in Adelaide \u2013 but has had an absolute gutful of the place, so she\u2019s coming back home (after 5 years). I now have an extra 200 bucks a week coming my way \u2013 and a whole load of drama. I have known Maria for nearly 8 years \u2013 she\u2019s 30 years old, of Greek extraction\u00a0and was born in Darwin, raised by her grandmother.<\/p>\n

We have a natural understanding between us that requires no normal means of communication \u2013 My understanding of her thoughts and hers or mine, without discussion are uncanny! However \u2013 I\u2019m a \u201clive and let live\u201d kind of bloke and rarely encounter dramas, whereas Maria thrives on the stuff! I\u2019m not sure if it follows her, or she creates it \u2013 but it\u2019s ever-present when she\u2019s around!<\/p>\n

\"Myself<\/a>
Myself and Maria<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Before she left, I recall a blurry picture of her Ex, threatening me with an axe-handle just before the cops arrived, in the early hours of the morning, after we’d spent\u00a0a splendid night on the town!<\/p>\n

I understand that the psycho has since left town, but have not yet ruled out similar threats. I vaguely recall one night on the town, when we were invited to a \u2018Party\u2019 in Coconut Grove. Myself and Maria showed up at the address \u2013 which turned out to be a chop-shop car-repair joint, complete with the pigdog guarding the place, and the friendly occupants were keen and most generous to share their goodies! Turns out the bloke she knew, who had invited us \u2013 had just finished his jail sentence for rape \u2013 and a few months later, went back in for murder! Anyway \u2013 I was pleased and grateful to accept a can of Jimmy and coke \u2013 I tried not to be offensive when I turned down the lines of white powder on the upturned mirror. Fair dinkum! Besides TV, I\u2019d never actually seen people snorting \u2018stuff\u2019 up a rolled-up note, on the back of a mirror!<\/p>\n

We ended up getting out relatively unscathed \u2013 however \u2013 at one stage, I was considering the following scenario:<\/p>\n

I know no one here, except the girl I\u2019m with. I am in an illegal chop-shop, in the early hours of the morning, I\u2019m guarded by a fucking pig-dog, I\u2019m drinking their drinks yet avoiding their drugs. No one has a clue where I am.<\/p>\n

My advice in such circumstances \u2013 play it cool, but make sure you\u2019re acknowledged as tough as the next bloke and used to the situation. Declare your intentions with ample determination and make no apologies.<\/p>\n

Well that worked for me that night \u2013 maybe in other circumstances it might get you killed? Who knows?<\/p>\n

So, it turns out that Maria and Kirstin are good friends too \u2013 so I may come home shortly to two girls, a baby boy and a bloody sausage dog, all having a tea party at my place!<\/p>\n

\"Kirstin<\/a>
Kirstin & Maria at Darwin Ski Club<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Gotta be better than spending every night on my lonesome, wandering round an otherwise unoccupied 5 bedroom house, I guess?!<\/p>\n

If you stay tuned, I\u2019ll keep ya updated\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026Cheers!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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