The time went that way...

Welcome back sports fans. All who know Mr Sales will know that it's been a little bit of a ride over the past 2 years but the train seems to have finally slowed down and pulled into a station so all is well and in recovery mode.

Cheers to my little Princess who has stuck through it all, and cheers to me for sticking to her (you know you love me).

There's an election looming in this country. I'm feeling a bit like that South Park episode where I have to choose between the shit sandwich and the douche... I know in a country our size we really must have compulsory elections, but it's tough when you have to consider that even giving your vote to a minor party may send the preference in the direction you may not be too happy about. Anyway, I'll keep listening. Rudd scares the crap out of me because he seems to be the ultimate 'yes man'. I know the opposition is always that way but I'm sure if I rang his office and told them I was lobbying for the return of holes in the end of toothbrushes that he'd be announcing a major dental initiative next week. As for the incumbant (sigh), I'm sure he'd like us all to be back in church on Sundays, roast in the oven, John Wayne movie in the DVD player and respectfully sending our youth off to die when asked. It's a conundrum.

The Fence Sitter and I are looking at ways of making more pesos. Water seems of interest...we have something in the pipeline (pardon the pun) so will see what happens. Can perhaps convince his LMAO (I know it's LOML but this is funnier) and my Little Princess to hit the sale trail. See what happens. Either way, we gotta do more than move stuff from A to B for other people for the rest of our lives. Freight...(sigh).

My gut is big enough to show a movie on. At least it looks that way to me. I am just too lazy to fix it though. Exercise is a real challenge and I have not found that mindset required yet. I am feeling a lot older though...so at some point I figure I'll do something. Hopefully. Maybe tomorrow, or next week. Definitely by the end of the month and failing that next years new resolution. ARGHH who am I kidding???

Sam went back to the UK. Bittersweet result. Will wait and see. Nuff said.

Guitar 0, lazy unimaginitive Matt 247. Spark every now and again...guitar still in with a solid chance, need to crank the engine, find the fuel (easier task than the exercise). Nuff said or I'll jinx it.

Gilly Billy is conquering Europe, doing a better job than the Romans it would seem...BRAVO.

Nicky Boy and The Emms are bumping nicely from all reports...lovely.

Bruiser and Vash are downright lovely and possibly the Aussiest couple I know. I have a lot to learn from them.

The Fence Sitter and his LMAO (I know it's LOML!) and baby Cait are rocking. Fence Sitter does not smell any better.

Not sure how the Weipa kids are going, Rusty and I texted the other day but haven't spoken yet. I like Rust.

The Greek Goddess and her North QLD lover seem cool...as is the Beef with his rather flattering white wheels (gotta love his Mum's sense of humour).

Miss Mr Cool quite a lot these days. He has more crap in his head than I do and that's saying something. Always good for a mental workout... Miss you too Taggs, hope your loving it. Will visit you kids soon, I promise.

Long weekend coming up. Will push for some cards me thinks. They need to know I am the King...I don't think they are scared enough yet, and Mr Cool aint around to challenge me.

Anyway, till next time, don't go changing.

Meh.