Too busy to actually put up one of my world-famous, hilariously funny blog posts. So y'all are gonna have to make due (in do time) with some pictures.
And a video.
That Yours Truly (don't swoon ladies, I'm human!) tooked 3 days ago whilst Wifey-Poo and I literally dragged MIL out the door to have a picnic up at Belair National Park.
Remember, these are wild koalas.
The first one is a koala running (yes, RUNNING) across a field! This is NOT something you see everyday folks!
And just how's abouts a video of that koala? Yes, I'm good *wink*
Zen and The Art of Sleeping I have a lot to learn...
I'm impressed!
And finally... Yes, my ass is very comfortable wedged betwixt these two branches. Why do you ask?
Shall we just cut to the chase and show you the vid? Of course. This bloke was around 70 to 80 feet up, handheld camera on full zoom.
Hey look! Mean ole Sarah Palin is poking her beady little head around Todd's butt to glare at the neighbors!
Just so you don't think I'm neglecting my new toys (ooooh baby!), I figure I'd better give you a picture of a work in progress in Bryce 7 Pro. I'm sure that all of smart readers will instantly be able to figure out what it is.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to figure out what I'm going to make for dinner tonight... see more Lolcats and funny pictures
And no one even made mention of the song. So I've deleted it. So there.
*tttthhhbtbtbttbthtbttthhtbt*
*hmmph* gonna go take a nap or three.
It may come as a surprise to some of you, but I do age! No, please... don't swoon ladies, I'm human*
Fortunately, as I plan to live well into triple digits, I am not middle aged yet. But I will tell you that I share a birthday with a few famous people. Any guesses?
I shall now go hide in a tree.
I also know some of the pressie's I will be receiving! Ha!
2 of them involve new software. I've already downloaded the how-to's and what-it's of one of them and am currently studying it.
Another involves a DOWN UNDA margarita party in honor of ME --don't swoon ladies, I'm human*-- for which I've just bought the supplies! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
I shall now go toss fleas in your general direction.
*For the last few years that I've been using that expression, not ONE of you have ever asked me about it. Does that mean I'm awesomely studly-like?
Ok, ok. I can take a hint. Sheesssshhhhhh! Y'all are quite obviously sick and, of course, tired of my 3d stuff. Or at least judging by the almost complete and total lack of reaction from everyone whilst I regaled the story of my totally true alien abduction.
Therefore, I will finish up the story in one or 2 more acts. I was going to really string it out if folks were enjoying it, but I think onl2 or 3 of you are --big shout out to Fizzgig!
So, hows abouts I show you some Aussie critter pictures and videos with, of course, my own unique capshuns? If you don't like them, then don't look at them. Oh, and I think I should be able to squeeze in a Conversation with Wifey-Poo too, also.
You know how there are times when you wake up and your hair is so unruly you can't do a damned thing with it? Or if you've been wearing a hat for a while and you get "hat hair"? Yes, you know what I mean. It usually happens when you have an important meeting or interview that day, right?
Well (and that's a deep subject) it can happen to me too! Yep, no joke folk!
This is what happens when you've a few too many homebrews and you pass out on a branch whilst sitting on your butt, naked --for a long time. You end up with what is colloquially known as "branch butt hair"!
You
think
I'm
jolking?
Fotografic evidence!
Of course when your butt hair looks like that and some hairless primate has captured it all on camera to show the world, you really need to climb higher to get away from the jerk.
Having your right buttock and leg still asleep really doesn't help!
Yeeeeaahhh... this looks like it'll support me!
I AM being careful, darnit! You don't see me doing anything stupid, do you? Of course not you stupid primate.
In Oz the critters ALWAYS have right-of-way:
Are you SURE this is my best side? And don't you dare make me look fat!
Damn! WP and I had a perfect conversation and this time SHE was the punny one. Neither of us can remember it now... Sh*t. Anyways, just think of WP and I chatting casually and phunnily back and forth, you'll really laugh cus it was funny so just imagine it.
This will be some random crappola (does anyone know how to spell "crapola"????) as I just want to get up some pictures and also a video. And some 3d stuff.
Hint: the 3d stuff just may have something to do with the title of this post. Maybe. Perhaps.
Saw the hugest koala I've ever seen the other day. It was a huuuuuuuuge, monster koala! A koala the size of four pregnant watermelons.
**Quick, what song was I referring to in the above paragraph and can any of you long-time readers tell me whether or not I saw the performer of the above song in concert or not Comments are open, no worries.**
This koala also had some seriously big claws. Big claws. Really big claws. Her claws were so big I'm sure she was part bunyip! Judge for yourselves...
I'm damned lucky she was 50 feet up in the tree.
Has anyone ever wondered just how fast an emu can emu if an emu had to move? Wonder no further!
Later on she came back with her boytoy in tow. He was off to the left of the frame, but she posed and strutted and preened for me. Um, I mean for my camera of course.
And finally, that which you've all been waiting for with baited breath (pee-yu!), I present for your viewing pleasure that which has been referred to in the title of this post...
*drum roll please*
*no, a LOUDER drum roll*
*thank you*
Oh Baby, Let's DO!
And for those of you with a normal sized monitor (at least that what I heard), then please feel free to click on the picture below to bring it up into it's fullsized glory!
And put up with him. And let him pester you during the day to fix his computer. And help him move in three MASSIVE (bloody-well heavy, mate) rainwater tanks. And let him borrow any tools he needs. And keep an eye on his place when they are out of town.
Why?
Is it because I am a nice (don't swoon ladies, I'm human) guy?
No.
Well, actually, I AM a nice guy (ok, you can swoon now).
Why do I like my neighbor Frank?
He's one of those "salt of the earth" blokes. A country bloke. Tells it like it is. Loudly. Very loudly. But that's not why I like him.
Why do I "love my neighbor"?
Cus of where he (and his family) go during the school holidays. See, his wife --Mary, very nice lady-- is a school teacher and they are all from rural Vic just across the border.
His son, Jess --plays a damned good piano for a 13 year old, helps him out on the property over in Vic when they all head back.
What sort of property is it, you may ask?
He has vines.
As in vineyards.
Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of vines.
I do believe the grapes he grows are all contracted out to a local winery over there.
He brings The Most Awesomely Tasting Grapes back over here this time of year! And he has a permit so there's no quarantine!
Just look at the haul he dropped off yesterday:
Yes, BIL has really fuzzy arms.
These are the most succulent, firm, flavourful, tender grapes I've ever had. Heck, I even make sure I don't wash the 'stash or beard after eating Frank's grapes so that I can suck the juice outta my facial hair at 3 am! Yes, they are that good.
Doesn't that paint a pretty picture? Yes, I thought so.
And for putting up with me babblings, how's abouts some pictures?
Oi mate! Are you eating that piece of bread?
Damn I hate going to the bistro right when the kids get outta school!
Don't turn around mate! That bipedal pervert with the camera is watching us again and we don't want to encourage him.
Yep, Wifey-Poo and Yours Truly are going to go hide in the woods and get away from REAL LIFE and the damned high 3 month gas bill --more about that in another post.
And I'll have to fill you in on the backstory for WP's and YT's saying of "gone to hide in woods"... But not today.
Instead, I thought I'd let Hoges entertain you with a classic clip from his show in the mid 1970's A.D.
And I'll also tell you that Delvene Delaney has not aged one bit in the ensuing 30-odd years --hubba, HUBBA! If you think this is sexist, you are WRONG! It's about the stupidity of GUYS!
I also get annoyed with crappy quality youtube vids, so I made this one ultra high quality, and I'm sure you'll all appreciate it :)
And Delvene is still married to the same bloke --the guy who played Strop in The Paul Hogan show.
