Monday, January 01, 2007


He knows when you have naughty, he knows when you have been nice...
and he has a scythe

Christmas has come and gone, 2007 is here. Another done and dusted.
2006 was pretty good. Hardly traveled at all though, got Green Card, moved house, went from Lab Monkey to Beer Monkey to Unemployed Sitting In PJs Till 2pm Playing World of Warcraft Monkey.
Can't complain.

Christmas was a hoot as usual, though damn cold for a few days there. Not as impressive as Mindys place though.

Bathurst got more rain in one night than they did in the last couple months and the tent we slept in didn't blow down and was mainly used by the kids as a Game Boy den.

BMX Bandits

7 adults (9 for Xmas lunch) and 2 children managed very well for 5 days and no one was stabbed.

Uncle Tom's pride and joy. '52 Ford Mainline. Shiney.

New Years was good. We bought a ton of fruit from the markets, and I do mean 45 punnets of Strawberrys, box of Mangos, Pineapples...
Despite the chill in the air we bravely drunk Daiquiris and Margaritas to see in the new year.
Wishing you all the best for 2007 and beyond. Still no jumppacks and headjacks I notice.
Keep on trucking.