pj

last sat i was lucky enough to see pearl jam for the 3rd time. pj are a beast of a band. and it was a beast of a concert. eddie was fuckin wasted. right from the off. slugging a bottle of red wine. slurring his intro. accosting ben harper when he came on stage to play a song. have a dop ben, shoving the bottle at him. nah thanks. have a dop bru. nah, im ok. have a fuckin dop bru, you fuckin dick. ben sheepishly takes a baby sip. eddie shakes his head in disgust. a true friggin legend.

the concert was worldclass. some new songs. some old songs. though no dissident. a few covers. and guest appearances. eddie is the humblest rockstar in the history of the world ever. he was plugging some unknown bands he saw in a pub he went to on friday night. which i thought was very nice. one minute your gigging in front of 9 bogan aussies in a dingy pub. next minute you're being plugged by vedder at a pj concert. some stupid aussie bird kept on at me about chris cornell. not sure what the fuck she was on about. i suffered knee damage.

otherwise not much happening. just waiting for frank and gem to finish up work. then we gonna hit the road. unable to decide on a route at the mo. think its gonna have to be decided over a yohoho and a bottle of rum. never fails to inspire. prob outta here around 5 december though. just in time for the fly season.

oh ja. land of the lost. will farrell. eish. way out there. would be awesome on shrooms. marco. polo.

when somethings lost
i wanna fight to get it back again

the time i had a mullet

2001 sometime. office haircut. i kept the mullet for the weekend. i went to the la lucia mall with taryn. she started crying. it was a tough time. eish.

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roo

so we went camping this wend. up north somewhere. called sandy bay. aussies like to call things by obvious names. like snowy mountains. or yellow sands. anyway. i was dying to see a roo. i've heard so much about them. but never seen one. once you're out of the city they're all over the show. apparently. waiting to run into your car head first. so we drove for 3hrs. but not a sign of a roo anywhere. except the one instance of road kill. but that didnt count. so when jon announced that we were out of roo country. i was hurt. a few minutes later. one flashed out of the bush. in front of the car. slow motion. RRROOOOOOOOO. we drove over the tip of its tail. we could have flattened the bastard. if jon hadn't panicked.

it was late. so we put up our tents. pulled out the guit. and cracked a beer. or two. and chatted about the close roo miss. next time we resolved to get the fucker. mow him down like the vermin he is. at 11pm gem decided to go to bed. jon and i decided to have a small rum before retiring. big mistake. when gem woke up at 6am the next morning we were playing cricket. badly. it sure was hard to hit the ball. after a bottle of rum. and a whole lot more beers.

so when the sun got me up at 9am i was rough. super rough. but its tough to sleep in a small tent in the baking sun. it kinda cooks you. and it didnt help that the wind was howling. the tents were taking a beating. we tried to make the best of it. but our inflatable boat blew away. and frisbee was a no-no. we managed a few games of D-O-P-E-Y. and a swim in the sea. but there were no waves. it was however a beautiful location. but it was kinda hard to appreciate when the wind was stronger than semenya on roids.

we blundered through the night. but when my tent collapsed at 6am the next morning it was time to leave. we were outta there by 8am. we had an awesome beeg breakfast and coffee at some cafe in a nearby town. we then headed to the beach. and saw dolphins swimming just offshore. about 10m away. it would have been hundreds if we had a small inflatable boat to paddle out in. but alas, we didnt. on the way home we saw some bob-tailed lizards. and an emu. friggin weird creatures they have here in aus.

im dying to see a wombat. sounds hundreds. im not really sure anyone knows what a wallaby is.

when somethings lost
i wanna fight to get it back again