Some Random Stories

Have got a series of small stories to share and rather than do a mad multiple post thing, have put them all together pictorially...

Story 1: Skanky Seagulls - Hitchcock eat your heart out
I think almost all of Melbourne's seagulls live in the old glass factory next door to work. You can just see the tiny little specs along the factory roof. Lucky us, the staff car park is behind this building (which is fenced off because of the asbestos - woo hoo). It is now seagull breeding season and the little bastards are not only shitting all over my car, but have started dive bombing! Eek!

They scream at you as they dive so you have plenty of time to wave your arms around. So they aren't as scary as magpies who silently swoop and cut your head open, but are somehow skankier so less pleasant.

Every afternoon I get that scary Hitchcock-esque feeling that it is only a matter of time until they just keep throwing themselves at me until I get rid of the love birds... or whatever the love bird equivalent is for seagulls.


Story 2 - Small dog hides under layers of bedding
The ever charming Beans doesn't have a lot of body fat - this is his own fault for being far too over active. No matter how much he gets fed, the little bastard (I'm assuming his parents weren't married) stays skinny. This means he gets chilly easily. Consequently it is not unusual to find him hiding under: the clothes horse standing over the heater; our bedding; our clothes; all of the dog bedding piled on top of each other as per the picture above.

I'd thrown it all in a pile to do the vacuuming and came back later to find Beans nesting underneath it all.


Story 3 - Late nights, big lunches and alcohol makes blonde boy sleepy
Husband and I celebrated Easter Sunday at HP's palace (see Trouble with a capital T). It was a fabulous meal, which I neglected to mention in the previous post. Just thought the piccie of the sleepy blonde boy above (lets call him SP) illustrates well how we all felt after the delicious meal and copious amounts of alcohol, and alcohol fuelled conversation.


Story 4 - Raw Comedy

Husband and I went to Raw Comedy last weekend to see a friend from Canberra compete. Hadn't been to the main hall at Melbourne Town Hall before - would be a fun venue to perform in. Had lots of laughs, especially over a story about Croesus which I was pleasantly surprised about.

Story 5 - Buster wears a Buster

Buster's eyelid surgery went well and she is wearing a bucket/Elizabethan Collar for the next week. I was amused to see the bucket brand was called Buster. She wasn't so amused. I feel evil for laughing when she gets stuck places, tries to pick up her ball through the plastic, tries to lick us through the plastic, tries to bite Beans through the plastic, tries to scratch through the plastic, etc etc.

The good news is that the vet is v pleased with how it is healing and she can have her stitches (and hence bucket) out early - Friday evening.


Story 6 - Effing Giant Ferris Wheel

Can't wait for this massive Ferris wheel in Docklands to open in November. I drive past it every day and have watched it slowly come together. Apparently you'll be able to see Geelong from the top of it. Not sure why I'd want to do that, but I guess that's a good thing?