So here we are in the day that normally doesn’t exist & comes around only as often as the Olympics. I sit here, without eating breakfast or lunch, with the mere thought of food making my stomach churn. I had the most up & down day in the longest period I can remember yesterday.
Let me start on the Friday, my sister’s birthday. We had the family dinner thing at the Flagstaff Hill Golf Club, which seems to be full of staff on their eternal first day. The food was fantastic, but unless they start letting staff know the price of simple things like a glass of Coke….
Saturday was half planned, with the whole fitting of suits for the big wedding. Very painless in the end. Within half an hour, everything was sorted, except for shoes. The original thought was for three-quarter length jackets, but neither the best man nor myself could pull off the look.
That night was to be dinner at Chachis on Glen Osmond Road for my Sister’s birthday. She can sure stretch out an event. However, it what happened between the hours of 5pm & 8pm, that have left me in this food hating state.
Had a call from a young lady, a bit down in the dumps, so we agreed to get together for a drink & did so. I’ve always been able to speak to this girl about pretty much everything & vice versa. I’ve been told some major stuff that has made my head spin, but at the same time I understand the degree of confidence to which must then be exercised. Talk turned to my night out on Feb 14, with someone who I don’t trust. They knew I had been told information that was of a personal nature & even after being told that nothing was going to break the trust I have been given, they still pushed. Now I gave nothing away, I know that without question. However, the information they knew, was most of what I had been told directly from the source.
After I left to go to dinner, I received panic phone calls & messages from one party & proceeded to contact the other to work out what was going on. Apparently, I am now in the wrong, spreading rumours as fast as you like & trying to conspire against people.
I’ve had fourteen calls from the one I don’t trust & managed to obtain an answer to a question which I have stored in my phone, proving that they & not myself overstepped the mark.
I forwarded the messages on & can still not get in contact with them.
After everything that has gone on over the past year, I would have thought that I’ve shown myself to play fair & not mess people around. Especially the one’s I care deeply for. There is no personal benefit to me for betraying this person & quite simply, it never crossed my mind.
At the end of it all, I’m not sure whether I’m more angry or disappointed. I’m angry because I suspect I’ve been deemed a liar by both parties in the last 24 hours, but I’m also disappointed that after protecting one person for so long, they turn without asking for the truth.
After all this, Mexican food really hasn’t sat well with me, I haven’t slept, I’ve probably lost a good friend, by simply listening to their problems, I’ve had some really sad news regarding one of the members of the bridal party for the wedding & I’ve discovered a mole on my head that happens to be changing shape.
Over an hour to move the 26kms from home to work! The Adelaide City Council has a lot to answer for!
Why would they decide to close two lanes of West Terrace for re-sealing & also determine that South Terrace required two street sweepers travelling at 10kph? All during the peak hour of 8am to 9am.
All traffic from the south & west was screwed if they wanted to get to work on time!
On a brighter note, all Adelaidian's need to keep a look out for a busker in Rundle Mall (might be here for the Fringe). He rolls a glass ball over his hands, but the ball remains completely stationery, as though it's suspended. Amazing to watch!
Since this guy was wearing a hooded cape, my first though was that perhaps it might be David Bowie, who played a show here on Monday night. I recall Bowie having to play with similar looking orbs for the movie, Labryinth. Alas, it wasn't him, but how cool would it have been if it was?
Thank you to the birthday well-wishers, & I thought I'd hidden the fact, but it does prove that some people actually read what I type! Again, thank you!
I actually had a good birthday, for once! I don't know why I dislike them so much. The mere thought of the 22nd day of February makes me cringe. There must be some underlying, regressed memory that causes the fear. I can't actually remember a birthday that I've actually enjoyed. My 18th & 21st were spent on my own, so I've never really had one that's been of importance.
I spent the day with a friend I worked with about six years ago. We're the most unlikely couple, but we've kept in contact & it was good to hang around her. We had lunch on Rundle Street, walked through some of the Fringe activities & then through the Botanic gardens where we sat one the grass & talked for around four hours. It was such a casual afternoon & I'm grateful for it.
Dinner with the folks that night & another year out of the way.
I do have to show the funky gift from my sister. The following is a very cool lamp, which for those guitarists out there, is a sort of hybrid Les Paul, Strat, Acoustic with a hardtail bridge.... of course!
Okay, it's been nearly a week since I stuck something here, so let's play.
Thankfully, the insane weather is disappeared for a few days. I really like hotter weather, but when it starts floating around the mid-forties, you can count me out! Waking up & drowning in your own bodily fluids is not the nicest feeling, nor is pealing yourself from the sheets when you finally swim to safety!
So far, the Radi is boring me to tears! Once I finally get to take the reigns it might be more interesting. The hotel has been operating for over five years now & I'm amazed to find so many errors in the accounting system which no-one can explain! Without being pretentious, the state of the Pier is so much cleaner. Sure, I tried a few systems & fell flat on my ass many times, but at the end of the day, everything can be justified & reconciled.
The main problem is with spreadsheets that have been developed to extract files from other programs & then produce reports with an absolute minimum of thought. Problem is, half the time, the reports don't match anything?!? There's all there bloody 'pivot tables', 'lookup' formulas & tabs by the dozen on every sheet. It's impossible to trace where any figure comes from & no-one has ever tried.
I may do myself out of a job eventually by eliminating all the overkill!
What else has been happening?....
Not much really, oh, there's this thing called a birthday on Sunday that I'd rather miss!
Friday the 13th is now over & done with & for myself, it was a really good night! Which, by the way is most unusual! Although most people refuse to believe that this particular date has any significance with anything unworldly, I tend to believe something! It's the only way to explain all the really crap drivers that end up swerving all over the roads when the moon starts to rise! Remember also, that around the world, hospital emergency departments are busiest on the dreaded friday 13.
I bucked the trend, by spending a couple of hours drinking at the Radi with staff & then the chick who bought the John Mayer tickets from the Pier. We ended up at the Adelaide Casino during which time this girl managed to make around $500 from very little as I played hand after hand of Blackjack for over an hour & ended up neither losing or gaining a cent from the session!
Managed to also have a drink in the Grange room, where the high-roller's spend their copious amounts of folding. There's just something spooky about losing money in complete silence compared to the hustle & bright lights of poker machines & jackpot signs.
All in all, a very interesting night indeed. Sometimes the unplanned nights end up being the best!
Another week over, therefore there must be a new Friday Five.
1. Are you superstitious?
As much as I try to talk myself out of it, yes.
2. What extremes have you heard of someone going to in the name of superstition?
This has got me thinking! I don't think I know anyone directly who is seriously superstitious. I personally think that feng shui is more superstition than anything, in which case I do know a few that take it overboard! I know someone who moved most of their furniture to odd angles, etc to be in 'harmony'! Once everyone in the workplace has pink pigs to try & influence their income, it's out of control!
3. Believer or not, what's your favorite superstition?
If I wasn't a believer, seeing the following with my own eyes helped. There has always been superstitions surrounding the Indianapolis 500, but one of the main one's is that in the entire running of the event, never has a race car coloured green ever won. In the mid 90's, everyone thought this superstition would be broken, when the car that was fastest during May, clinched pole position & was painted a lovely shade of green. On race day however, as the cars proceeded on the pace laps, this same car spun on cold tyres, smashing into the back-straight wall! Someone went back through the history books afterwards, to discover that whilst no green car had ever won the event, no green car has ever started the race from pole position either! This fact remains true to this day!
4. Do you believe in luck? If yes, do you have a lucky number/article of clothing/ritual?
Does the title of the site give away a few hints? I think I've always had a fair bit of luck on my side, my problem is being able to recognise it before an opportunity vanishes. I don't have anything tangible that I think gives me luck, I just take what comes!
5. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not?
There must be something in it, because I think everyone I know matches the description of their star attributes so well.
As far as the daily paper star sign predictions, they've never been correct, but it doesn't stop me reading them! How many people can remember what they read in the paper over breakfast, then put it all together at the end of the day & say "wow, my star sign's were 100% spot on!"
I got on my high horse for the last post..... & now I'm gonna to ride it!
I was interested to see on Sunday, I was not the only person with this opinion in Adelaide. Seems radio station SA-FM's ex-employee, Amanda Blair, expressed darn near exact opinions in her Sunday Mail column.
I wonder if Miss Blair does a bit of blog reading as her copy deadline approaches! Hmmmm!!
I think my problem with the whole Janet Jackson thing is from two angles.
One, I just don't understand the American standard of "No nipple TV". All women have them, so they shouldn't be fussed. All guy's want to look at them, so again, there's no grief. Everyone's happy! As Jaime rightly commented, they can at least be used for comparison purposes!
Secondly, I'm amazed that whilst Janet gets crucified, Bush Jr. gets away with murder, literally! I haven't heard of any class actions against him, he still remains in power & not one person has tried to top him! Unfortunately, he's dragged both Tony Blair & our own John Howard into the fracas. They are all to blame really. The only reliable proof that the U.S. Administration had of weapons in Iraq, were the one's they had receipts for from back in the 80's.
For quite some time Bush thought he'd bluffed the public by promoting the humanity side of deposing Saddam. Yes, the people of Iraq no longer live under a tyrant & I think that's a good thing! However, America still invaded a country, doing exactly what Iraq did to Kuwait. There is no justification for it, especially when a story of 'weapons of mass destruction' is fabricated just to get the world opinion on their side.
The Central Intelligence Agency (CIA), couldn't work out what was happening in their own backyard when the dark day in September occurred. Geez, even the flight instructors who trained the terrorists brought it to their attention. How the hell are they going to find out what's going on in another country!
All the while, North Korea, which also operates under a 'Saddam Hussein' type dictatorship, is ignored by George, even when they declare they have weapons & wave around their nukes for all to see.
You probably get my point by now. My ass is sore, so I'll be getting off this horse now!
The American people can sit in front of a television watching soldiers from all around the world get slaughtered in Iraq, celebrate the invasion of another country without due cause & without the United Nations approving the move, then get hopelessly offended when Janet Jackson pops out a booby!
John's only played Adelaide once before, back in 2002. He played to probably a few hundred at the Gov before all hell broke loose & millions of young, screaming girls, fell to his feet.
Two years on, I can't wait to see this guy in action. On Saturday, I completed his back catalogue, finding a second-hand copy of the single 'No such thing'. I would pay full admission price if he only played his version of 'The wind cries Mary'. Yes, I do think he's that good.
The wheel's were already turning at about 8am this morning on who was going to line up to purchase tickets when the box office opens. Officially, tickets go on sale on the 9th February, but Bass has said they will be available from Friday! I have someone that's quite prepared to sit in a queue from 5am!
I think there will be a group of around 6 or so, none of which are under 26 years of age, which shows Mr Mayer's appeal reaches far & wide.
My only issue is, that if by some ludicrous chance I score the job with Radi Seven Seas Cruises, I may not be in Australia when he actually arrives! Mind you, I haven't had any response to my application yet.
This week's edition of Adelaide matters has a photo of a newly wed couple, the bride of which was my first ever girlfriend! Mind you, this was between the ages of eight & ten!
Last time I saw her was just after her father died & we ran into one another every day for a week, completely by chance. Fate does some weird things.
I'm pretty sure that I ditched her after a session of kiss-chasey in which a young Scottish girl caught my pre-pubescent eye. That lassie moved to Sydney, the other is now hitched. I missed out on both!
Adelaide matters should get its shit together though. The photo in question is from their marriage in September. Some of the other clips date way back to April! I'm pretty sure it's not an annual publication!
Referring back to the last post regarding funky jewellery, do any of my fellow adelaidian bloggers know any good shops for rings?
I don't mean up-market jewellers, but the sort of rings you find at big festivals, where the stalls seem to all be operated by gypsies!
I'm trying to find a simple wide band ring for my liitle finger. A friend of mine has one that fits me perfectly, but it was recently purchased in Malaysia & I'm not prepared to go to that extreme... yet!
I've tried a few markets & Jungle Fever at Glenelg to no avail. If anyone has any ideas, I'd be greatful!
Whilst out & about yesterday, I dropped into the Brickworks Markets. I haven’t been there for, I guess, a decade or so & by the lack of interest, it may not be there in another decade. Even this web site has had more hits! I can't believe they even have a web site!
I did have a bit of a ‘find’ though. I wear minimal jewellery, mainly because I can’t find stuff that suits me, but a little company called Bico, makes some pretty decent surf/tribal gear. Each pendant has a meaning behind it & here is the one I chose. Being a Pisces, I should have a water sign, but the following is called “Pyro”, which is an elemental sign meaning - intuition, inspiration and psychic powers.
Bico makes hundreds of designs & they are all very cool, but even before I knew the meaning this was the only pendant that grabbed my attention, & it sums me up pretty well too!
