tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31907202011-04-22T14:24:21.459+10:00RamblingsThe ramblings of a pair of nuts. Young uni students share all their sexy secrets. hehehe ok so we are really quite old!Brentnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-829463892002-10-14T13:16:00.000+10:002002-10-14T13:38:11.000+10:00Sit Still or Dance?
Usually I am known to dance. Usually I tell people get up and dance in life, get amongst it. Live.
Sometimes though it is important to sit still, and perhaps let everyone, everything move around you and allow yourself to focus on the harmonies, the rhythmic progression playing out inside you. The important thing to remember is to break into that solo, step into the Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-827666192002-10-10T10:47:00.000+10:002002-10-10T10:47:10.010+10:00Think about it.
"What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies." - AristotlePippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-826733462002-10-08T14:32:00.000+10:002002-10-08T14:32:32.410+10:00How the hell did I get here?
It is so easy in hindsight to determine what we don’t want in life.
I believe that life turns in cycles, we all have to hurt to understand our purpose, we have to laugh to appreciate an experience, we have to feel anger to understand what we want, and find the motivation to achieve happiness, and we have to fear to know that we have inner strength and can conquer Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-824393862002-10-03T09:30:00.000+10:002002-10-03T09:30:49.840+10:00Natural Character Transference.
This is a phenomenon I noticed and termed a while ago. I was analyzing how underground culture can happen so quickly, yet huge marketing campaigns with millions of dollars behind them can fail miserably.
Think about this on a micro-level though. Our day-to-day dealings with people in our lives.
The more time you spend with someone, the more part of his or herPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-823924522002-10-02T11:18:00.000+10:002002-10-02T11:18:04.080+10:00The board.
This Saturday I will be collecting my brand new, all adventure, fast and loose, custom surfboard. The dimensions were discussed with two friends over a beer as we watched the waves roll into Merewether Beach and I think I've found my perfection.
Fingers crossed for barrels on Saturday afternoon. Sun, barrels, thoughts of friends, and the warm pacific.
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-823407232002-10-01T11:15:00.000+10:002002-10-01T11:17:50.000+10:00Bob Dylan is a genius….
Saturday afternoons have become the best time of the week for me. Saturday afternoon is spent with my friends, on my sunny balcony. We look down upon the main street of Glebe, Sydney, Australia and share laughs, tunes, cold beers, fruity vodka punch, fro mage, red wine and each other’s fine conversation.
In the afternoon sun, we theorize about the world, where it is Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-822863362002-09-30T09:05:00.000+10:002002-09-30T09:10:37.000+10:00Wasting Time.
Lately, I’ve been noticing a lot of people I know waste time. This isn’t such a bad thing. We are living life and in most parts of it we are happy.
The question is, if you knew how much time you had left – Would you still be doing the same thing, or would you strive for something different?
Is what you are doing today, who you are doing it with, where you will be tomorrow - Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-821691762002-09-27T09:52:00.000+10:002002-09-27T09:52:32.436+10:00My Stars.
"Carpenters never have any shelves in their own homes. Bakers' families are forever running out of bread. When you do something all day long for other people, it is hard to then find enough time to do it for yourself. You are in the reassurance business. Wherever you go, whenever you open your mouth, you make other people feel better about themselves. You inspire trust. Yet secretly, Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-821175302002-09-26T09:15:00.000+10:002002-09-26T09:15:41.913+10:00Get Amongst It.
Don’t be afraid to grab hold of life and get amongst it.
Life is good, it is getting better and I can’t wait to get amongst it.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-820664422002-09-25T09:20:00.000+10:002002-09-25T09:20:51.560+10:00Demons.
What a ride of hell I have been on for the past six months. I think I’ve felt every emotion a person could imagine, seen sides of myself I never expected to see, learnt a whole lot more about myself and it is fantastic…
My demon was to complicate feelings, compound experiences or just make mountains out of molehills. It is all a matter of getting back to basics, simplifying, and Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-820653132002-09-25T08:53:00.000+10:002002-09-25T09:09:36.000+10:00Happy.
In today’s society it seems that people need to try to be happy. This amazes me. It seems people are always talking about how hard they have it, how hard things were, how hard things are going to be or how it is a struggle to say something positive.
Honestly people, the only person that can make you happy is you! The reason why you are unhappy today is because of you. Don't try andPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-820178462002-09-24T09:59:00.000+10:002002-09-24T09:59:21.543+10:00What are you going to do now? Dance.
My sister, who is also my best friend, works in one of the most stressful professions around. She works as a Trauma nurse in Accident Emergency. She witnesses things that most people have nightmares about.
The hospital where she works covers some of the scummiest parts of Sydney. Drug addicts, domestic violence, murders…everything most of society Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-820159632002-09-24T09:13:00.000+10:002002-09-24T09:13:48.040+10:00Trust.
Once you break a persons trust, do you ever get it back? Once a person has broken your trust how many chances do you give them to earn it back?
Lately, I have been thinking about this question a lot. How many chances does a person get?
Take for example,
You offer a person you care for, love even the most unselfish gift imaginable. That person takes that gift and does nothing. They Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-819740432002-09-23T12:21:00.000+10:002002-09-23T12:48:59.000+10:00Choose Life!
I’m guessing most of us have seen Trainspotting and understand the concept of choosing life.
What is choosing life really all about, though?
Good question you ask, unfortunately I don’t have the answer. Understanding your life isn’t something anyone else can explain to you. To me, choosing life is about finding your passion, and living it. Taking a dream, and making it your Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-813942122002-09-10T16:25:00.000+10:002002-09-10T16:25:41.620+10:00One Regret.
After 28 years on this earth, I have one regret. It probably doesn't seem such a big regret, however, to me it is something that eats away at me everyday, makes me sleepless, forlorn, a little crazy and empty.
The regret.
Not being able to accept an apology from a dear friend.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-811709972002-09-05T13:05:00.000+10:002002-09-05T13:05:38.660+10:00Closing a chapter.
So I close this chapter of my life, and beginning living the next.
Thank you Derwent for your continually friendship and the many laughs we shared. I wish you every happiness and hope your destiny involves many adventures and exciting times. I will miss the chats.
The world is calling me. Time to see something new.
Stay well friends,
Pippy.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-792449582002-07-22T15:45:00.000+10:002002-07-22T15:45:08.230+10:00What is a friend?
We choose our friends, right? Friends aren’t like sisters, brothers or parents – we don’t just have them. Friends are people we relate to, share common goals with & admire.
Or are they?
It astounds me at times how many people are willing to invest valuable time in a friendship that is one-sided, superficial and perhaps even destructive.
It is important to ensure the Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-791444742002-07-19T20:38:00.000+10:002002-07-19T20:38:20.356+10:00trust
Now when it comes to trust and trusting people I am probably the expert. I think I have broken more trust than anyone else I know. I have lied and told half truths and hidden things from those that love me and those that trust me.
So maybe that is why I look at things now and trust no one. I guess that sounds a bit too much like the xfiles, but it's sad now as that is how I look at life. Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-790166982002-07-16T23:15:00.000+10:002002-07-16T23:15:24.820+10:00You suck!
Yes, people like you really shit me. Why does the world owe you someting? huh? What do people owe you? Well? So, common, tell me! What does the world owe you? Well, take a good hard look at yourself because the world owes you zip. That's right. Nothing.
Don't ask what the world can give you...don't want want want all the time. Try giving, it is an awesome experience. Try to give back Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-776420302002-06-12T15:26:00.000+10:002002-06-12T15:26:15.090+10:00Make a Dream
Dreams are what you make, so find your passion in life, and excel.
Inside of each of us there is a dream. You might not be sure what this dream is at the moment, but let me assure you – one day it will find you.
If you like to run, why not challenge yourself to run a marathon? If you like to surf, why not plan a trip to surf Brazil?
There is no reason why dreams can’t start of Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-775863422002-06-11T09:52:00.000+10:002002-06-11T09:52:32.813+10:00Ever thought that things really can't get much worse...and then they do?
Ever look back, even a few months and think, that was the best time of my life? Then look at your life now and think. It couldn't really get much worse.
Well I have a little hint for you. Don't take things to make you happy. At the end of the day the piper must be paid. When that payment is required, you pay 10 fold.Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-774475712002-06-07T13:51:00.000+10:002002-06-07T13:51:03.643+10:00Radio Silence
muppet signing off, over *crackle*Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-774079752002-06-06T15:41:00.000+10:002002-06-06T15:41:06.290+10:00let go, release, liberate, free, unshackle, unfetter…Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-773637142002-06-05T15:36:00.000+10:002002-06-05T15:36:07.833+10:00Get a life
Do you really want to be needy for the rest of your life? I sure don’t.
There is an entire world available to us out there. A world full of people, buildings, music, culture, food, cars, bridges and birds – so why dwell in a sad existence, believing that your problems are so great you will never find success.
My advice to you, is find your own success. Don’t envy what others have,Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-773631522002-06-05T15:17:00.000+10:002002-06-05T15:17:42.150+10:00I hate f&*king Skanks
Why do skanks always want the guy you want, and always end up getting him?
Is it because they promise something amazing, they have an alluring aroma, they are excellent in the sack or….?
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-769137622002-05-24T15:49:00.000+10:002002-05-24T15:49:47.410+10:00Telephone Etiquette
Don’t cough, don’t chew, and don’t talk to someone else. These are all things we all practice when engaging in a conversation on the telephone.
I would like to introduce a new one.
Don’t read and reply to email while speaking with someone on the phone, especially if you were the party who initiated the call.
There is nothing more humiliating or rude than being ignored by Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-769135772002-05-24T15:42:00.000+10:002002-05-24T15:43:33.000+10:00Sugar coating, fibs and just plain lies…
How many people do you know tell lies, most of us do. A little lie here, a fib there. Does it really matter? In most cases, not really. Most of use a fib or tell a white lie to protect the feelings of friends, loved ones or colleagues, however, in telling lies we fabricate the truth and once started where do we stop.
What if you find yourself lying toPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-767493702002-05-20T16:42:00.000+10:002002-05-20T16:42:06.606+10:00A lover becomes a friend
I guess many of us have stated at the end of a relationship, we can still be friends. How many of us actually mean this, and how many people successfully maintain a friendship.
I would say not many.
Most of us would have good intentions, yet a heart can only take so much. Do you really want to see your ex-lover kissing another? Could you really bear to see him smile Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-765637282002-05-15T13:53:00.000+10:002002-05-15T13:53:15.310+10:00Tunes and Cheese
Lately I have been sharing my house with many strange and wonderful people. The best part of sharing a house with new people is all the new things you learn.
I must say in the past few weeks, I have heard more music and sampled more cheese than ever before. Which is kind of strange, as I am a huge music and cheese fan – so to say that I have experienced even more is saying ‘Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-763350192002-05-09T16:14:00.000+10:002002-05-09T16:14:30.530+10:00What’s The Point, Anyway?
A point, people seem to always be searching for a point. The strangest thing is most people miss the point entirely.
You may have the greatest thing that will ever happen, or the greatest feeling you will ever feel – but you miss the point and search for something different.
By not searching for the reason behind this point of greatness, the overwhelming perfect Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-760216792002-05-01T11:20:00.000+10:002002-05-01T11:20:27.443+10:00Stating the obvious
There have not been many updates to the pnuts website for sometime. Things have been happening whether they be for the good or for the bad will remain to be seen. I still think the pair of nuts are still a pair of nuts.
It is amazing what some people can transfer to other people throughout their friendship or relationship. The thought of natural character transferance. So Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-113930502002-04-03T10:01:00.000+10:002002-04-03T10:01:25.483+10:00Where have all the hippies gone?
The simple answer is: Byron Bay, NSW, Australia.
A nomadic vagrant existence is somewhat enjoyed by the hundreds of soul searchers that flock to the most easterly point in Australia each year. Why, they flock to this area in particular is yet to be discovered. However, at least 4 people I met while staying in Byron Bay over the Easter long weekend, have Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-110792002002-03-25T10:17:00.000+10:002002-03-25T10:17:42.613+10:00Oh you are such a fibber!Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-110788752002-03-25T10:05:00.000+10:002002-03-25T10:25:51.000+10:00Muppet Me
Yeah right Derwent...I am Kermit!
You are Kermit!Though you're technically the star, you're pretty mellow and don't mind letting others share the spotlight. You are also something of a dreamer.Take the What Muppet Are You? Quiz!
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-110776692002-03-25T09:23:00.000+10:002002-03-25T09:23:14.080+10:00Pip is:
Yuoo ere-a zee Svedeesh Cheff!Yuoo ere-a a guud cuuk, thuoogh yuoo cun't speek Ingleesh fery vell. Bork Bork Bork!Take the What Muppet Are You? Quiz!Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-110775642002-03-25T09:19:00.000+10:002002-03-25T09:19:14.216+10:00Muppets
So, which muppet are you! Take the test and find out. So Pip, who were you...ahahahaha
My results are here!
You are Gonzo!You're a bit loopy, and many people have trouble figuring out exactly what you're supposed to be. You take pride in your eccentricity and originality.Take the What Muppet Are You? Quiz!Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-109850552002-03-22T08:49:00.000+10:002002-03-22T08:50:06.000+10:00Bloggers Block
Good Lord, it has been a long time between drinks. For a number of weeks, both Derwent and I have been fairly irregular with updating this site.
I could make up many excuses about work commitments; social commitments and both would be part of the cause of no posts. In reality though, I believe the problem extends to a phenomena I refer to as ‘bloggers block’.
I’m sure all Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-109577122002-03-21T14:35:00.000+10:002002-03-21T14:35:05.930+10:00Freaks out there.....
Ok, Ok we all know tehre are feaks out there on the web that rear their ugly heads, check thsi freak, jealous of everything.....What a freak! I bet she is a stalker also.
2 0 S o m e t h i n g D o l l Ah the unmistakable pang of Jealousy. Always tends to rear its ugly head just when you least expect. It has been plaguing me rather maliciously for weeks now -- I find myselfBrentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-109575942002-03-21T14:31:00.000+10:002002-03-21T14:31:09.236+10:00London
What is it with working in the UK? I mean really, the place is expensive, people are rude and smell, the weather is crap and there really is not much to do there except except drink beer and eat pies.
Yet, I have about 5 close friends who are working over there at the moment, or planning on living there for a couple of years. Is it me or just something in the water? why leave such a cool Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-109093532002-03-20T08:22:00.000+10:002002-03-20T08:22:40.253+10:00Viral Marketing
Last week I took a quick stroll in my brand new, sleek yet very comfortable FILA sneakers, to the Broadway shopping centre. Along the way I passed many interesting stores, and decided to stop to withdraw money from the CBA ATM..where I shamelessly giggled at myself for not remembering to transfer money via CBA's brand new Internet service. It was a warm day and I was most glad Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-108780392002-03-19T11:01:00.000+10:002002-03-19T11:01:02.996+10:00Wankers
It always suprises me when you meet those snotty high class hoitey toitey pathetic losers who really think they are the most hip, coolest and greatest people to set foot on the earth.
At a party the last Saturday night, Pip and I meet just these people. After the 35 second introduction, this girl/woman, asked me, my friend and Pip, what we do for a living. This is ok in context but I Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-107417462002-03-15T09:57:00.000+10:002002-03-15T09:57:41.526+10:00XBox - XBox - XBox
It seems everyone wants one or already has one. Well I must admit, I have been playing it only a little bit but I like it. When you can play co-operative Halo, the world os all good. I am suprised that people can go out and buy the Box with all the bits spending in excess of $1500. Man I don't think I could justify that amount on a games machine. But wait, is it just a games Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-102016062002-02-28T09:55:00.000+10:002002-02-28T09:56:48.000+10:00Flatmates
I would have to have the most inconsiderate flatmates to ever walk this earth! Take this morning for example (and this is only mild compared to what normally happens).
They were heading off early on a road trip to the country and in their excitement they woke before the alarm at 5.00am. They went downstairs to shower and about 20 minutes later their alarm went off.
This alarm is Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-102013942002-02-28T09:49:00.000+10:002002-02-28T09:49:56.010+10:00Tally-ho
Welcome back Derwent! It is fantastic to see you are feeling a little better. Hope you get everything together soon and you find that purpose you are looking for!
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-101245482002-02-26T11:45:00.000+10:002002-02-26T11:45:54.980+10:00Well it has indeed been a long time since my last post or update. I have left young Pip all alone to do the updates. I guess I have just been kind of freaked out or maybe not freaked out enough. You knwo when work gets to you and life gets to you, well sometimes you just need to chill.
Well I have been chilling now for, well, at least 9 months and I think it is almost time to get things sorted Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-100879362002-02-25T13:43:00.000+10:002002-02-25T13:43:53.000+10:00Doof Doof Doof
Transmission was again another excellent event. You can see more at Resident Advisor.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-100877402002-02-25T13:37:00.000+10:002002-02-25T13:37:37.550+10:00Pepsi Live!
Derwent and I attended the live recording of Episode 1 and 2 of Pepsi Live.
What a strange night.
Not normally the scene that Derwent and myself find ourselves (a bit too popy) – but we thought we’d give it a go. Let me tell you - we are going back for more!
The night began by sharing a queue with loads of young overdressed glam-skanks (yes, I’m being a little harsh).
In the Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-100869162002-02-25T13:14:00.000+10:002002-02-25T13:17:26.000+10:00That’s Not Art
I’m hoping not to offend here, however, I must ask the question: Just how bad has art become?
This is of course a sweeping generalisation and some art of the modern day is spectacular. A lot of it though is ghastly, and basically demonstrates zero artistic talent!
In an attempt to defend myself against those who would argue that it isn’t so much the work, but the original Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-98597012002-02-19T07:39:00.000+10:002002-02-19T07:39:51.976+10:00Tragic Tuesday
This notion of Tragic Tuesday was introduced to me by Derwent. It is just one big come-down really, it isn’t the start of the week – however, it isn’t the middle and it is nowhere near the end.
What a mundane day.
People and organizations have tried to jazz it up. Greater Union has half-price movies on Tuesday, Dominos Pizza has Two for Tuesday (get two pizzas for the price ofPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-98374102002-02-18T15:16:00.000+10:002002-02-18T15:16:18.160+10:00Transmission
Saturday is warming up to be something spectacular with Transmission. Tickets have SOLD OUT so it is sure to be an excellent event with loads of excellent music.
Too bad it is only Monday and we have to wait the whole week for it to get here.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-98373192002-02-18T15:13:00.000+10:002002-02-18T15:13:26.516+10:00Olympics
Australia wins its first ever Gold Medal at the Winter Olympics – what a proud day for every Australian. We won the medal because everyone fell over, and our guy just cruised across the finish line first.
Probably not the guys (what is his name?) dream for winning Gold. Nonetheless Gold is Gold and we aren’t the kind of nation that would give it back.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-98281992002-02-18T10:02:00.000+10:002002-02-18T10:08:04.000+10:00Friday Night Freaks
Christian
Friday night a friend and I (Rowan) headed down to our local nightspot for some dancing. We were happily chatting away when a man in his late 30’s asked us to join us on his couch. He told us he was training to be a physic and wanted to know if we could test his powers.
Being the friendly (and maybe a little strange) kinda people we are, we sat down and tried to Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-98277792002-02-18T09:46:00.000+10:002002-02-18T09:46:53.523+10:00Where is Derwent?
I have been receiving some email from some distressed readers – asking the whereabouts of one Mr Derwent Banyon.
Let me reassure Derwent’s dedicated followers, that the rumours are not true! Derwent is not being held prisoner in my garage. To the best of my knowledge he is alive and well...Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-97072712002-02-14T14:04:00.000+10:002002-02-14T14:04:55.580+10:00I hate Windows XP!
Considering WXP was meant to revolutionise the way people use computers…it seems to be a big pain in the arse to me. (This is of course just my opinion).
It isn’t so much the operating system; it has a lot of neat features and nifty new ideas. However, it seems that every application and/or component that you install doesn’t work. Patch, after patch, after patch is requiredPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-97068162002-02-14T13:49:00.000+10:002002-02-14T13:49:57.940+10:00What are you doing for VD?
I asked my fellow POD world companions what they had planned for celebrating VD day!
Digby (28, single, engineer)
Valentine’s Day is a load of crap, and I won’t be doing anything.
Desmond (23, dating, engineer)
I have arranged flowers, a candle light dinner for two in the rocks and a quiet stroll around Circular Quay with my beautfiul girlfriend.
Beth (28, engaged, Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-97059202002-02-14T13:24:00.000+10:002002-02-14T13:31:30.000+10:00VD
That’s right friends. Today is VD! (or Valentine’s Day if you aren’t into the whole ‘breiferty’ thing).
What is the history of VD?
Many hundreds of years ago, the Romans practiced a pagan celebration in February commemorating young men’s rite of passage to the god Lupercus. The main highlight of the festival was a lottery where young men drew the names of teenage girls from a box. The girlPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-96304102002-02-12T14:26:00.000+10:002002-02-12T14:29:25.000+10:00Derwent’s Bad Habits
As Derwent rarely writes anything on the pages of Ramblings anymore I am taking the liberty of gossiping about him.
Derwent The Stunt Penis
Why the stunt penis? Well he feels it is an excellent way to bag all those porno women in exotic locations (like the producers backyard in Hollywood) and yet still remain anonymous. The perfect crime. You get paid to screw, and no onePippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-96302322002-02-12T14:18:00.000+10:002002-02-12T14:18:30.320+10:00Public Transport
For the first time in a long time I had the traumatic experience of having to catch Public Transport to work and I’m glad I don’t have to do it again for a while.
I began my trek this morning at 7.00am when I closed my front door and began walking to the closest railway station (Newtown). 30 minutes later I arrived at the station only to find the train had been delayed by 20 Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-94660072002-02-07T14:56:00.000+10:002002-02-07T14:56:57.403+10:00Music to work to
I don’t mind listening to the odd tune at work. In fact I usually fit my headphones first thing in the morning and then remove them on my way out in the afternoon.
What I hate is: the people who insist on playing the same song, over and over, and over and over again through crappy PC speakers. Even if you start out liking the song and find yourself tapping along, there comes aPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-93938522002-02-05T19:13:00.000+10:002002-02-05T19:14:07.000+10:00Day Two
I have the flu, perhaps that is why I was feeling soooo bad over the weekend! So I spent the day on the couch talking life with my sister. Not sure if we actually worked anything out, but the fine company and conversation was excellent. Still not sure if I am feeling better though.
Presentation Night
Not sure what it is called in other countries in the world - in Australia at the end Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-93522772002-02-04T16:00:00.000+10:002002-02-05T18:57:55.000+10:00Is the weekend over?
I can’t believe the weekend is over and I’m back at work. What an eventful weekend it was…I can’t say much of it was very good either.
Old Friends
An old friend from school arrived in Sydney Saturday afternoon on his way to a world adventure. I hadn’t seen this friend for years, so much had changed in both our lives and it was excellent to catch up.
I stupidly offered Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-92541262002-02-01T12:20:00.000+10:002002-02-01T12:20:36.466+10:00Dynamic Duo
I would say that most people would describe their grandparents as sweet, cookie baking, hug warming gentle folk.
Well…the best way to describe my grandparents would be beer-swilling skanks that know how to party. (Before you get all huffy about my description, I actually mean this in the nicest possible way). With brutal honesty my Grandparents provided me with worldly wisdom and Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-92539772002-02-01T12:16:00.000+10:002002-02-01T15:23:58.000+10:00Porno
You wouldn’t say my Pop is a dirty old man, but you would say he enjoys the odd porno.
Whilst in the video store a few months ago, he decided he would borrow a porno for his viewing pleasure later that night.
Not being able to see that well, he asked my sister to read the back editorial (he wanted a good one). My sister began to read out loud (he is kind of deaf as well – so it was Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-92536612002-02-01T12:07:00.000+10:002002-02-01T12:07:40.110+10:00All Arse
My Pop is 85 years of age; he doesn’t look a day over 82 though. Over the years he has provided me with many a chuckle with his antics. Here is just one.
Pop has arse problems, not sure what it is (and really don’t want to know), all I know is that he has arse problems. Twice a day he needs to insert some kind of ointment in his butt which provides him with relief and well gives him Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-92173932002-01-31T12:37:00.000+10:002002-01-31T12:37:07.550+10:00Work, Love and other Catastrophes
Here we are at Thursday. How I got here I’m not exactly sure.
Work is floating past nicely; I have surprised myself on how productive I have been the last few days, I think it was more out of necessity to ensure the days go quickly than my complete dedication towards the position.
Love is floating along nicely; I have been surprised by how wonderful the Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-92125902002-01-31T10:06:00.000+10:002002-01-31T10:07:17.000+10:00There have been a signifigant lack of updates from Pip and I because we have just been partying too hard. Things are just too hard at the moment. Stayed tuned, we will be back in form, once the drugs ware off!
Shameful pimping of other webloggers, funny how we suddenly become neighbours without actually knowing...
Jish asked me to say HI! to my webloggers webring neighbours.
» to the left of meBrentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-90237382002-01-25T13:07:00.000+10:002002-01-25T13:07:31.380+10:00Bums
We have all seen them moving slowly along the pavement, or sleeping in the local park. Not many of us can say we have actually stopped for a conversation with a bum. We all have our different reasons, out of mind out of sight, the smell is just too much or perhaps you feel it is rude to wake them during a deep sleep.
The Bumhunt.com website gets up close to Bums.
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-90229762002-01-25T12:43:00.000+10:002002-01-25T12:43:22.596+10:00Live your own life
I find it somewhat ridiculous when I come across people who seem to live their lives through their partners. These people seem to lack either the confidence or flair to find a hobby or interest of their own so they just become a parasite, clinging to their host-like partner.
The host of the relationship probably finds this an attractive characteristic of their parasite, to Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-89988562002-01-24T21:14:00.000+10:002002-01-24T21:14:38.326+10:00New Order
To be honest, I wasn't really expecting much. After reading a couple of bad reviews about New Order live - I went in expecting the worst. Man, was I surprised!!!!! New Order went off - like a frog in a sock. Derwent and I were dancing away in our own little worlds...it was all good.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-89987002002-01-24T21:04:00.000+10:002002-01-24T21:04:15.226+10:00David Byrne
The guy is a guru, what an awesome concert. He got three standing ovations. Apart from the fact that my mother wanted o go and see him and most of the people there were olderthan my mother. HE ROCKED!Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-89166692002-01-22T11:37:00.000+10:002002-01-22T11:37:03.040+10:00Who put the dot in dot com
Who cares really. It was a great adaventure that Pip and I did last weekend, makes it very hard to get back into the swing of things, with Monday and Tuesday now rolling extremly slowly, leading up to a huge week of musical events. Today we start with the old David Byrne in concert, Tomorrow New Order, (these two acts do start to show our age) Saturday sees us at the Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-88897502002-01-21T15:36:00.000+10:002002-01-21T15:36:26.470+10:00Dapper fashion is back for men
After years of grunge, it seems that the well dressed are back in fashion, or are they?
This season real men maybe wearing, a three-piece suit, with a pair of high-soled multi coloured joggers or a plaid sports jacket with the sleeves reversed (to show the lining) or even a velvet lounge jacket with…the ‘comeback’ skivvy.
Call me uncivilised, but for a fella you Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-88891642002-01-21T15:11:00.000+10:002002-01-21T15:11:47.856+10:00Love Your Disease
Have you ever come across a person that just loves to be sick? They find out they have some rare strain of tropical fungus and just can’t wait to tell you all about it (in full detail). It seems this kind of person is happy to have this busted-arse disease and is even inclined to promote the fact.
I have one of these people at my office. Couldn’t wait to tell me this morningPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-88885082002-01-21T14:47:00.000+10:002002-01-21T14:47:16.866+10:00Adventure
Two friends, two motorbikes and approx. 700Kms of road – and we have adventure.
Last weekend Derwent and I headed off on a new adventure and went north for some R&R. After month(s) of parties, work and stress – we took the opportunity of a beautiful sunny weekend to get away.
We headed off two hours later than planned (mainly due to my lack of organization), finally to the disgust Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-88877332002-01-21T14:19:00.000+10:002002-01-21T14:19:02.770+10:00I Loooooooove Lollies
If you are anything like me (which you probably are not – I doubt you really would want to be either – I have been told I’m a little crazy, but in a good way?), then you enjoy the odd lolly.
If you were to ask me which lolly is my favourite, I would easily say the Redskin. It is difficult to explain why this lolly is my favourite, as it is difficult to eat, can be sticky Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-86996382002-01-15T12:50:00.000+10:002002-01-15T12:50:38.266+10:00Virgin Spears
If you are part of the revolutionised free world you have probably heard of Britney Spears. This young lady is a rock, in a society that is basically perverted, promiscuous and down right dirty. (If she were to walk past King Arthur’s statue he would drop his sword – so to speak). Her body is her temple and she is saving herself for marriage. You go girl!
All I can say is, havePippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-86943502002-01-15T10:01:00.000+10:002002-01-21T12:09:51.000+10:00To see the all exciting video shot of Pepe the shrimp muppet. Click Here.Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-85802372002-01-11T09:30:00.000+10:002002-01-11T09:32:22.000+10:00Stalkers
Why is it that some people that you just want to go away, seem to linger around you like a bad smell. You’ve indicated that you don’t want to be their friend, lover or have any contact with them at all and yet they still seem to want to be apart of whatever it is you are doing.
It all starts to get a bit strange when this ‘Stalker’ appears at places where you just happen to be. You Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-85778672002-01-11T08:04:00.000+10:002002-01-11T08:27:55.000+10:00Well the mini rocket launch was a success with both the small rocket and the slightly bigger one launching to perfection. All who came along for the launching were pleased. As was Pip and myself because we really don't have a clue what we are doing. I think next time we should maybe not launch in such a densly populated area.
Has anyone ever had the problem of logging into their Yahoo email Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-85569512002-01-10T14:47:00.000+10:002002-01-10T14:47:38.790+10:00Rockets
Today will be the first launching of Scorpion 4000. This is the latest rocket in the Derwent-Pippy Rocket Collection.
This little baby is pure power, it can launch into space (well almost into space, well not quiet space, no-where near space in actual fact). Hand engineered by Derwent himself (I read the directions though), its launch will set us apart from the hobbyist Rocket Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-85501162002-01-10T09:45:00.000+10:002002-01-10T11:25:36.000+10:00Today I share just some of the crap from my Inbox with you.
Have you ever dreamed of staying home, spending more time with your loved ones, and becoming financially free all at the same time? Then here's your chance!
If you have the desire and willingness to earn more income each month and have the ability to follow some simple instructions, you too can become oneof the thousands of people Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-85275012002-01-09T12:47:00.000+10:002002-01-09T12:47:45.210+10:00What to do at lunch time?
Suprisingly enough, this thought always comes to me at about lunch time. what do you do in that one hour, or less as the case may be? Do you always go to the same store to buy your food? Do you always go to the gym? Or maybe you always stroll through the shops or just sit at your desk and surf that internet thing.
Well have I got some suggestions for you. You can Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-84998502002-01-08T12:13:00.000+10:002002-01-08T12:13:42.276+10:00Well whilst praising the great job the firies were/are doing on the NSW fires, it seems water was to be my biggest enemy. I awoke the other morning at about 5:30 to the sound of running water. No wonder I needed to pee real bad. I look out my window and see water absolutely pissing around the side of the house.
It seems a water main had burst and gushed through the lower level of my house. Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-84629522002-01-07T07:22:00.000+10:002002-01-07T07:22:38.170+10:00Horrible Monday
I just don’t want to be at work today. I don’t want to be looking at a computer screen for a good eight hours, and I don’t want to be sitting inside at a desk.
I need a holiday.Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-83682882002-01-03T18:08:00.000+10:002002-01-03T18:08:09.860+10:00Fire-setting
I was surprised to read that it was mainly teenagers who were responsible for lighting many of the fires that are blazing across NSW. Don’t think I’m preaching, I was by no means the perfect teenager – however, I can honestly say that I was not responsible for causing anything of such malice destruction.
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-83574172002-01-03T10:15:00.000+10:002002-01-03T10:17:54.000+10:00Fire Fire Fire
If you are reading this site from another country ie not Australia, then you may not be aware of the fires that are raging through the state of NSW. I'd like to send a HUGE GOOD JOB to all the fireies out there who have worked through Christmas and the New Year to help those people whose houses are under threat or have been destroyed by the fire. To those 20 or more low life scum Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-83324122002-01-02T13:08:00.000+10:002002-01-02T13:08:39.516+10:00Durex Global Sex SurveyPippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-83280282002-01-02T09:49:00.000+10:002002-01-02T10:02:58.000+10:00For Nate
The statistics show that 1 in 5 people have sex on the first night. Whether this is completed in the car, home, park or toilet I’m not too sure.
Shaggin’ Wagon, F%&k Truck or Root Boot are all names for the Vehicular Love Den. The VLD has long been a favourite of teenagers, two-timing and sexuality adventurous lovers. I don’t see why having first time sex in the car could be Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-83265762002-01-02T08:41:00.000+10:002002-01-02T08:54:19.000+10:00Oh Man.
Hello, it has been a while.
Christmas 2001
Everyone is probably over it by now, but Merry Christmas from me to you. If like me you still have half a leg of ham in the fridge, you are more than likely sick of ham – ham for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I think I will write a cookbook 101 ways to eat, cook and enjoy ham. My favourite at the moment is ham, avocado, Swiss cheese and Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-82878422001-12-31T13:42:00.000+10:002001-12-31T13:42:39.110+10:00Ready?
So are you all prepared for the BIG night? Bought the alcohol and party favours ready to welcome in a new year. 2002. I'm sorry bu how fast did 2001 go, or is it just me? Well we have prepared ourselves with new t-shirts, old shoes washed jeans and plenty of pre-nye-sleep. Tonight will go off. Fireworks on the harbour, partying in the street and rampant abuse of ones body. If yu see us Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-82855722001-12-31T11:59:00.000+10:002001-12-31T11:59:02.270+10:00Thanks for the email Nate. I have pasted it below:
I met someone at a club last Friday night (chatted, didn't go home with them...not my style). Monday night we hooked up again and after a night of drinking and a shot each before the club closed, we headed off to my car for a 2 hour make out session before parting company. We're meeting again tonight and I would like to know where I can find Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-82158772001-12-28T09:33:00.000+10:002001-12-28T09:33:38.870+10:00YEAH!
Blogger is back. I'm still alive. There is still beer and party favours. The sun is out. The music is loud. All is good with the world.
In case you were wondering about the Christmas present situation, well I pulled a last minute rabbit out of the hat and got my dad a Golf book from Tiger Woods tited Golf My Way. God bless his little golfing heart.
Well another pact has been made, this Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-81533442001-12-24T11:31:00.000+10:002001-12-24T11:31:06.763+10:00Tomorrow
In case, like me, you tend to lose all track of time, space etc, then you should know that tomorrow is Christmas. If you need to buy presents then this should be done by the end of today. f you have already bought everyone presents, then you should chill and stop being so organised, try being a non planner. It is awesome. Have a good one everybody and if anyone has any clue at all as to Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-81532622001-12-24T11:25:00.000+10:002001-12-24T11:25:37.680+10:00GOLD!
So do you think a quiet night could be had? Not likely at all. Friday saw us go for two quiet beers at the local. Then a pact was made that everyone would be home by 12 as some had to work. Excellent, good plan. We made it home by mid night, but alas that was when the party actually started. After grabbing two hours sleep, a quick trip home to visit the parents swap a few Christmas presentsBrentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-80873272001-12-21T11:21:00.000+10:002001-12-21T11:21:15.623+10:00Hahaha A week. Yes well me too. But now..I'm ready, bring it on, a party about to happen.
With a huge night planned for Saturday night. All I need to do now is ensure I don't go out tonight. I made it through last night as did Pip. Even with friends smsing all night long with promises of a great night a huge night a night filled with sensory sensations. We managed to put it off. But tonight, Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-80647012001-12-20T15:19:00.000+10:002001-12-20T15:20:18.000+10:00Crickey! It’s Thursday Already
That is how well I’m doing Derwent. It has taken me the week to get ready to do it all again. Be assured that I am back and ready for the weekend to begin, the gateway to a marathon stretch that spans the remainder of December and most of January. My kidneys are scared.
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-79795162001-12-17T15:55:00.000+10:002001-12-17T15:55:11.966+10:00Scattered
Well maybe it is something that is deserved. After trying to do 3 Christmas parties in one day/night. I'm sure it was good. If someone saw me there can you let me know what I was up to and if I had a good time? I think the crunch was having to work on Saturday, after getting, well no sleep at all really and just stumbling to work. Sleep, who needs it. Well this week will be a quiet one.Brentnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-79161802001-12-14T14:20:00.000+10:002001-12-14T14:28:40.000+10:00Busy avoiding work
Today I have spent much of the day completing a suite of tests at thespark.com
I am relieved to know that I am only 19% bitch, which is way down on the world average.
Officially Pip is not a bitch!
Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-78842032001-12-13T12:54:00.000+10:002001-12-13T12:56:08.000+10:00Favourite Sandwich
Turkish Bread (no butter), Roasted Turkey Breast, Cranberry Sauce, Avocado, Swiss Cheese, Snow Pea Sprouts, Cracked Pepper
How about you?Pippynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3190720.post-78840492001-12-13T12:48:00.000+10:002001-12-13T12:51:16.000+10:00Bad Lunch
A fellow co-worker would have to be the unluckiest luncher I have ever come across. This guy has the knack of ordering whatever is bad, not cooked or poisoned.
Recently he decided to go Asian.
He ordered giant Dim Sims with a side order of rice. It was delivered to the table, and as he took a large bite the thing was still frozen and raw in the centre. Disappointed he complained to Pippynoreply@blogger.com