There is a new goddess in town: Kate Miller Heidke

Friday, October 3rd, 2008 | Uncategorized | No Comments

Ok, so I know I’m not the first person to jump on this bandwagon, but I think Brisbane has another superstar on their hands. Kate Miller Heidke’s song “I just cant shake it” is terribly, terribly addictive.

Go listen to it at Nova’s web page: here.

I first heard this song while I was driving to work, and cackled the entire time. The song is quirky, funny, and very, very catchy. When I first heard the song, I loved it. Several hours later, still humming the tune, I knew I needed to get a copy of it.

Kate’s second album comes out later this month, but until then, go and listen to it. Tell me what you think. In the meantime, here are the lyrics (well, as best as I could do, anyway!)

Lyrics: Kate Miller Heidke - “Can’t Shake it”
When we go out dancing on a Friday night
I get this funny feeling somethings not quite right
my sence of rythm is incontrovertibly shite
I cant fake it

I just cant shake it
Oh no, I just cant shake it,
I just cant shake it, shake it, shake it
Oh no, I just cant shake it, shake it, Oh!
I just cant shake it, shake it, shake it
Oh no, I just cant shake it, shake it, Oh!
I just cant shake it, shake it, shake it
Oh no, I just cant shake it, shake it, Oh!
I just cant shake it, shake it, shake it
Oh no, I just cant shake it, shake it, Oh!

For the benefit of Finder451.

Friday, October 3rd, 2008 | Good Days | 1 Comment

The sunsets, just lately, have been spectacular.

I’m so glad that I’m happy and healthy enough to be able to veer off the road at short notice in order to snap a little digital memory of the scenery. The cars behind me, however, were less glad and more irritated by the erratic swerving and screetching.

Meh. Pretty sunset.

Tags: brisvegas, sunset

The Girls

Tuesday, September 30th, 2008 | Good Days, University | No Comments

Last week I got a phone call - it was short, sharp and direct.

“Spack, you got dinner plans?”
“Nup!”
“Do now. Mine at 6.30 k?”
“mKay.”

And that was that.
That started the night, and it could have been the start of something HUGE. Such a pity that it was a school night! I’d almost forgotten how much the three of us can talk. And by talk, I mean really Talk.

I’m not sure if we managed to compress 2 years worth of gossip into 4 hours, but we gave it a red hot go. It’s also reassuring to note that no matter how much the world changes, some things still remain the same.

Rach is still ‘crunchy as’, despite living on the GC
I will never be a morning person
Bear still gets giddy over her furry babies, and shoes
I’m still the tallest.
RACHY’S AWAKE - EVERYBODY’S AWAKE!!

Friends are like the stars - even when you cant see them, you know they’ll always be there.

I’ve now decided that come hell or high water, we’re not going to leave it SO DAMN LONG before we do dinner again. I’m going to plan another shindig at Casa Del Froggy, and I expect you both to be there and talking up a storm. Then we’ll go to the gay bar and dance all night.

Tags: bear, dinner, rach, uni

Blow me down with a feather!

Monday, September 22nd, 2008 | Good Days, Work | 1 Comment

Some of you may know about my issues that I have at work. Some of you may recall a particular issue involving a personality clash that has been ongoing for well over a year. This was the personality clash that drove me to the point of NEEDING A DONUT to help my anger management issues.

In any case, I almost fell out of my chair this morning when I solved one of my collegues problems and they said thank you. THANK YOU!!!

They thanked me!

Blow me down with a feather - the world has just turned upside down!!

Tags: anger management, donut, Work

All messed up

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008 | Bad Days, Good Days, Idiocy, Insanity | 1 Comment

Right now, my brain resembles overcooked scrambled eggs.

I don’t have the mental capacity to put this all into an entertaining format. Disappointingly, I’m going to resort to blogging via dot-point. Deal with it.

• When something totally unexpected happens, roll with it.
• Brisbane River is very pretty at night
• My knee has a few issues.
• My knee has fewer issues than my brain
• Writing reports when incapacitated by lack of sleep results in really interesting phrases.
  “[Company] has to drastically rethink the overall ERP strategy because the existing one sucks arse.”
• The best misheard lyric of all time has to be from Robert Palmers “Addicted to Love”.
  “May as well face it, you’re a dick with a glove….”
• Misheard lyrics such as above are particularly hilarious when you’ve had no sleep.
• Not even Coffee is doing it for me today.
• Panicking about things rarely helps. I really need to chill the fk out.
• My first aid cert is due for renewal. The thought of making out with a plastic dummy is so very unappealing right now.

Kitchen Recipe.

Thursday, August 28th, 2008 | Cyclone Joan, DIY, Good Days | 4 Comments

Ingredients:
Handful of mad women.
1 patient bloke.
1 Chinese Flat-pack Kitchen
2 Hammers
1 Drill
1 HUGE DRILL BIT SET (oh baby!)

Firstly, it’s essential to find a kitchen that is in dire need of a good face lift. This kitchen is screaming for it - In fact, the only thing salvagable in this kitchen is the coffee machine!

Find one idiot who’s game enough to manage the project, and try and sweet-talk tradies into lending a hand at very short notice. It helps if this person is a female, as the “dumb blonde” routine doesn’t work so well with men.

A cute dog isn’t necessary, but is helpful.

At this point, add a liberal dose of anger-management issues to the frey. Destruction is a physical form of psychological therapy. USE THE FORCE SOME FORCE, LUKE.

At this point, you need a drill. A nice, new, shiney, sparkly, cordless drill. Try not to be too excited about this, as it can be a little scary for those around you.

At this point, the old kitchen will look something like this - A total and utter disaster zone. This is normal. Dont panic. Just keep destrying dismantling things.

At this point, you may like to involve a few tradies. Have them give the kitchen the “once over” as they may like to knock some holes in the wall as well.

At this point, add your Patient Bloke and a few Mad Women. Please be careful not to add too many Mad Women, as this may result in total and utter chaos. Please remember that constructing a kitchen IS NOTHING LIKE PATCHWORK.

If too many Mad Women are added, please make one go and stand in the “Time Out” corner until they calm down. At this stage, you should start to see some of the framework emerging from the ashes.

Dont forget that “Time Out” corner will stop being an effective way of controlling Mad Women once the corner looks as cool as this one.

At this point, the Patient Man will be worth his weight in gold. You wont actually be able to finish a kitchen without this man, so make sure there is plenty of beer around.

Mad Women and Patient Men - A very potent and dangerous combination.

At this stage, your new kitchen will be starting to take shape. (Please excuse the over-excited Mad Woman)

It’s possible to see the shape that the new kitchen is forming - there’s still a long way to go! At this point, you need to give your friendly stonemason a call and let him know that your kitchen is all super shipshape. If the cabinets are not square at this point then do some last minute panicing.

Benchtops!! Huzzah!

Garnish with a little creative tile-work and your new kitchen is complete!

What a pity I cant cook!