Today's Lesson in Obscure Ways to Thank People

So, my old drama teacher called me up last week and asked me if I could help with the lights for a concert he was helping put on as a tsunami fundraiser. (A concert in the classical sense.) I said sure, got nothing else to do. I turn up at my local town hall, set the lights and showed my teacher how to use them. Just as I was about to leave, he asked me for my address. Turns out the group he's part of is a world-wide organisation that thanks people who give their services freely by planting tree in a forest in Israel, and dedicate it to them. So soon I'll have a tree in Israel with my name on it (figuratively speaking) and the certificate to prove it.

Today's Lesson in Obscure Ways to Thank People

So, my old drama teacher called me up last week and asked me if I could help him out with the lights for a concert he was helping put on as a tsunami fundraiser. (A concert in the classical sense.) I said sure, got nothing else to do. So I went to the local town hall, set up the lights, and showed him how to work them. Just as I got ready to leave, my teacher asked me for my address. Turns out the group he's part of is a word-wide organisation and to thank people who volunteer their services, they plant a tree in a forest in Israel and dedicate it to you. So know there's a tree with my name on it (figuratively speaking) in Israel.

Today's Lesson in the use of Spaces

So, Browsing the web, as is a common pastime, I have recently come across some sites with URLs that are fine in concept but bad when actually typed out. For example, the site for Monash Uni's IT department: www.monashit.com is a prime example, as is the pen company pen island. (www.penisland.com) I want to know if people are really sp ignorant that they don't realise what their name actually is if they take out the spaces.

Today's Lesson in Why You Shouldn't Annoy Your Friends

Well, I was driving with one of my friends and his girlfriend, as is often the case, and we pull up for petrol. He gets out of the car and notices a spider on the door, on of those really ugly ones. Once the door is opened, the spider crawls into the gap between car and door. After frantic searching, we find the spider in the crack and coax it out. (close the door.) I then coax it of the door, (brush it with a stick) and we fill up with petrol.
I go to get in the car, but my friend tells me to stay out and direct him over the spider. It takes a couple of tries, but eventually the spider is squished with half a ton of metal, making a satisying crunching sound and leaving some goo. The amusing thing was that even though he had his girlfriend there, I was the one being 'brave' and doing what had to be done.
The moral of this story: Unless you want to end up as goo, be nice to your friends

Today's Lesson in How to Break Promises

Well when I started this blog I promised myself that I wouldn't use it as a place to rant but I figured hey, it's the New Year, the time in which promises are broken, (it may be cynical, but it's accurate) so here's my new year's rant:

So I get invited to a New Year's Eve party hosted by someone I've only met once before, which is just as well, because the 'friends' who I was originally going to spend New Year's with didn't invite me. (but that's a rant for later) I get there and get to know these people better and give them a chance to re-evaluate their opinions of me. All goes well despite the police turning up to check our fire twirling, which is nothing new, and the New Year comes around with only a possible minor hitch.
But somehow the start of the New Year brings about a sudden change where in the space of a couple of hours all hell breaks loose. People start helping other people home and not only not tell anyone but then get lost, people decide to run to India, people almost start punching on with other people, all that kind of insane stuff.
Now here's the crux of my rant: Am I the only person who can drink alcohol and still retain my friggin wits? I mean I know this sounds horribly pretentious of me and you all think I'm a dirty rotten liar, but it seems to be the truth. I cannot envisage any state of drunkenness where I could consider it feasible to run to India. I've done geography and there are these things called oceans which are hard to run across unless you happen to be Jesus bloody Christ. So how can someone find it in their minds that India is within running distance? I mean not only did he think that he could run to India, but we had to physically restrain him from trying. Which brings up another question: How can someone so drunk they think they can run to India actually be able to run? It perplexes me.

Well that about sums up my New Year's festivities and although the above may make it sound like it sucked, it was actually one of the most enjoyable I've had in recent years.
{end rant}

Today's Lesson in the Art of Effective Torture

Well it's the 9th of November which means one thing: HALO 2! But Microsoft, being the absolute bastards that they are, have released it right in the middle of exams, so that while I own a copy, I am unable to play it due to the need to study and hence pass my subjects. So now I must endure the torture of Microsoft until my exams are over. Damn you Microsoft!!!

Today's Lesson in the Ease and Fun of Creative Rearranging

Walking through the computer science building at uni, I happened upon an interesting room. Once upon a time it must have read "consulting room" but had been changed to "insulting room." Unfortunately there was nothing Monty Python-esque going on inside.
But it makes you think: How many signs are there that with a little creative rearranging, can become a source of comedy?

Today's Lesson in the Blindness of Faith (or at Least it's Inability to Drive)

Well heading to uni as I do, I see at a level crossing with the boomgates down a car turning right into from a sidestreet. (I live in Australia where we drive on the left hand side of the road) This car has driven straigt into the intersection, so that when the boomgates come up, the traffic will have to give way to it, or hold up the traffic from the opposite direction.Needless to say this is what happens and as the car drives past, who should be driving it? No one other than a nun, proving that even ye of faith are not immune to bad driving. She'll pay for that one in the afterlife.