Playing around with 3d stuff

Why? Because I can, that's why.

Not sure what I'll do with this, just monkeying around this arvo and thought I'd share. Please click on it to view it full size, the detailing is primo!

Picture caption contest!

Yes indeedy mates! I know it's been a while since we've had a picture caption contest here, so we may as well have one now!

I'll be putting the picture up via whatever service blogger uses now, along with the flickr pic so hopefully one of them will load for you.

My caption is this: Ah, excuse me sir but it appears that Planet Ulkhurr has installed a brand new, state-of-the-art defensive mechanism and I do believe it's trying to tell us to kindly bugger off!

Of course, that caption just might make a wee bit more scents if you actually saw the picture. Right?

Just scroll on down to have a squizz at the pic, then feel free to come up with your own caption in the comments, no worries.

And don't worry, no one will make fun of you!

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Ready for the pic?

Please click on the pic to get the full sized picture, it's much more better that way mates!

And for those of you who want the flickr pic:

Season's Greetin's From Oz Mates!

Oi! G'day all me mates! How are ya?

Me? I'm good, no worries. Getting nice and tanned even though it's been a blood-well cold winter here in South Oz!

I tell's ya, if'n I ever find that b*tch named La Nina she'd better watch out! I mean seriously here it is Christmas Eve and it's only 97 degrees Fartenheights in the shade! Phht! If it doesn't warm up soon then I may go loopy! Loopier than usual that is of course.

And the pool! Crikey mates, it's never been this cold even in winter! The other day I jumped in, big mistake mates! As my frigid frozen body was starting to rise to the surface face first, Wifey-Poo snapped a photo of the event!

Wouldja like to see the foto? Of course you would. I shall therefore indulge you...



Cold I tells ya mates, COLD!

*insert scene change here as dave's brain blows it's last remaining fuse*

So happy holidays to everyone and I hope that you all have a great 2012!

Don't worry, there will be a post betwixt this one and 2012, no worries.

Dang do I have some seriously loose blogends posts to finish up! Oof, just may be time!

And if'n any of you kiddies don'ts gets nuthin', then here's da reason why:

Guess what everybody? C'mon, GUESS!

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Time's up.

Someone has finally accepted my standing invitation to visit! That young bloke from North Pole. Lives in a place called Santa Claus House. Nice digs too. Mrs Claus makes a mean cuppa, lemme tell ya.

Anyways, back when I was in Alaska I told Santa that he's more than welcome to come visit anytime. Perchance just before Christmas to give him a chance to unwind before the big night.

Well, he took me up on the offer this year.

I tell ya, it's a good thing I've been making extra homebrew for these holidays cus that guy sure can put them away.

See what I mean:




We were having a jolly ole time. Trading stories about the north and what not. When that guy gets a few into him ALL the dirt comes out about Rudolph, the other reindeer and all the elves.

I started to get a little bit concerned after a few hours as he showed no sign of letting up on the imbibing.




I was getting worried since it was only 2 pm and he'd gone through a case in only 2 hours.





Let the damn elves deliver the pressies to the brats this year!




How many chillis did you put in this beer?



By now I was getting very concerned for Santa's wellbeing. Perhaps the strain of his job finally got to him?




Remember to tell your kids that if Santa doesn't visit this year that it's NOT because they've been bad. It's because Santa has been bad!

Very bad...

No scents putting this off mates...

Yes, no scents at all in putting this post off. I've been putting it off for almost 7 weeks now as I've had a hard time finding the words.

Firstly, this has NOTHING to do with the fact it's my five-th hundredth post.

Secondly, I am not giving up blogging.

Thirdly, the reason why you haven't heard from me for a while is that whilst I was formulating a post regarding the compleat historonics and history of The Alaska Foods Co. here in South Oz, a very bad thing happened.










My dad died.

He only made it to 68. He had been in his new retirement house in sunny, warm (compared to AK) NC for barely 14 months.

I have so many wonderful memories of my father and I've been trying to figure out a way to weave them all into a tribute post to dad. There are too many. I can't. I'm not a gifted wordsmith (yes, some of you may have noticed that yonks ago) and as the thoughts and memories of my dad careen through me wee little brain they leave no trace for my fingers to track.

You may therefore expect various stories and thoughts about my dad peppered throughout blog posts at whenever I feel like it.

I used to drive my dad's freight truck in Anchorage so he could take his entire summer off and sail around Resurrection Bay and Prince William Sound. But that's all a story for another time...

My dad was superman. If you don't believe me then just check this out. It is a four (4) part story of my dad (that'd be superman) rescuing his entire family (mom, me, brother).

Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four

As words are failing me, I shall leave you with some pictures of my dad and the brood. I'm sure you can guess the only one of the pictures that is NOT 40 years old.









I'm the short one in this pic btw.






Any longtime Alaskans recognize that shirt and what it means?


Lookin' pretty darned good at 67!


And what did I look like way back then?



Goodbye dad. You are missed mate!