"Drive thy business or it will drive thee."
-- Benjamin Franklin
Taking Four-Eye's (Benny Bifocals to a cheeky young Jefferson) advice, I've just driven my business up to Sydney.
Not much to report. Left Melbourne at 5:45am and arrived Chateau Potts at 3:45pm. 898.2 kms door-to-door in ten hours on the dot. The car was silver, the road black, the grass brown. The Tarcutta bacon and eggs were pink and white, respectively. The hash browns were, well, brownish. The Vegemite black and full of mity goodness.
The various animals eating the brown grass were whatever colour. The kangaroos, in the main, dead. The sheep were white, but operating contrary to expectations, were tall and gangly. Come to think of it, they mightn't have been sheep at all. They looked like sheep (kind of), but they might have been some form of "exotic" beasty. Anyone got a handle on short, white, woolly giraffes?
And surprising no one, Latham fell on his pancreas.
Is anyone going to see The Handsome Family on Thursday? Send me a photo so I'll know who to avoid. You Sydney people are filth.
PS: Heard some dishy goss yesterday. A few years back, a once high profile footballer was sacked from his job for cheating on the office footy tipping. Ha!
What colour was the business? (the car stoopid, the car).
Thanks I don't think I'll be making that concert. :P
Posted by: AdventureGirl | 18 January 2005 at 21:21
Car = Silver
Don't worry, Addy. I'm sure you'll find something quite exciting to do in New York. But only quite.
Posted by: Tony.T | 18 January 2005 at 22:43
Sure, but if i do make it to the concert, feel free not to come over. Just send over drinks. Thanks.
Posted by: AdventureGirl | 19 January 2005 at 00:02
Geez!
More goss and no names!
"get the 12 gauge, Ma, he's at it again!"
Posted by: Pedro the Ignorant | 19 January 2005 at 01:50
Just wait! I've got more.
Posted by: Tony.T | 19 January 2005 at 11:48