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A difference between Melbourne and Sydney: on the trains People in Melbourne are used to sitting facing backwards to to direction of travel and think nothing of it. People in Sydney hate traveling backwards and make a huge fuss about it. It even threatens governments. . . . → Read More: Observation Tuesdays – Travelling Backwards In Malaysia people often leave their shoes at the front door. I always thought this was because your shoes may be dirty and therefore this prevents bringing the dirt into the house. A bit like old Australian farms that had scrapers and mats at the front door to clean your shows before you . . . → Read More: Observation Tuesdays – Shoes My message for Australia Day, courtesy of a great Australian folk band. When the british came here, It was just another outpost, in an empire crazy world, They dispossessed the black man, And killed him when he argued, Lets never forget, The fate they met, When Britannia ruled the waves. If you were white . . . → Read More: An Australia Day message When I first started looking after the girls I was very disappointed at their response to eating Chinese food, particularly from the older one. Then we were watching the Olympics. Krysta was barracking for Australia, and I, as always, was not supporting any side, but rather had a focus on the . . . → Read More: Observation Tuesday – A problem with sides For a while now I have thought it odd, and at times frustratingly annoying that the girls: 1) won’t stay on their own upstairs while we are downstairs. This extends to being unwilling to sleep upstairs at night when we are sleeping downs stairs; and 2) call out either mum or Brian whenever we come . . . → Read More: Observation Tuesdays – Thieves, Kidnappers, Bears and other threats to small girls. This has been a game Krysta and I have play for most of the year. Tick Tack Toe Give Me A High Give Me A Low Give me a three in a row Johnny got hit by a U.F.O. (doing rock sizers paper) The other day, when talking to some people some of who do not like bogans, I dug up this song about Bogans. I’d think some of the people I grew up with fall into the general category of Bogam, so I have a soft spot for them.
. . . → Read More: Nobody Likes A Bogan – Area 7 The other day one of the kids shouted “don’t use the F-word or I will hit you. We are not like that!” And I was dismayed and had to quietly say that there was nothing wrong with saying fuck. Which makes one ask: why is this so. Why would people be . . . → Read More: Observation Tuesdays – FUCK! The children gave this little ditty which I think rates as a 1 in the Gobels racist ranking score. Somehow Australia still seems to have regressed in its ways. My fathers Chinese, My mothers Chinese, I’m Chinese, Give me money please. The other day Krysta asked what I disliked the most. We compared notes. What I disliked the most about people was their propensity to go around killing each other. What Krysta dislikes the most about people is their propensity to smoke substances. |
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