Monday, August 29, 2005

Hoo Roo Brogers

Farewell to the biggest winger in Australian Politics. Toodles. Don't let the door frame collide with your massive freak head on the way out the back door.

The funniest thing about today is the response that has been seen. The outrage doesn't seem to be centred around the fact that he called Helena Carr a "mail order bride" or groped a couple of reporters. It's the fact that he can't remember doing it after only six beers. Fucking Unaustralian alright!

Although if I was Bob Carr, and someone had a go at my wife like that I would deadset rip them a new arsehole in every media outlet that would let me. TRUTH BE DAMNED!

"Ah yes. I remember when Brogers first joined parliment in 1996 as the Junior Snivelling Little Shit and Member for Knob Gobbling. etc. etc."

Although I must say the line "Featherweight of mediocrity" gives me flashbacks to the years of Keating.

The Age has a great summary of Australian bloogers reaction, with one of my favorite reads, Jess, featuring quite prominently.

Some other great comments from around the blogosphere:

"The really shameful part is the J-Bro lost it after just six beers in three hours. Australians just won’t accept that kind of lightweight mediocrity in a leader"

"the difference between Bob Hawke and John Brogden is that Bob was the kind of guy you'd like to buy a beer for, where as John Brogden is the kind of guy who would like to stab in the face with a broken beer glass"

"Broggers manages in true blue style to completely arse it all up after a few shandies in a style that made Mark Latham look like Delta Goodrem"

Not about Brogden but still funny
"The word on the street is that Bob is repulsed at the mere mention of bearded clam, yet salivates when contemplating a good old romping of the swords"

Ta Ta Dickwad!

Sick Bastard Soup

My darling wife came home with a massive bout of the flu today. She is normally a pretty good patient, so after dosing her up on Lucozade, Glucose and other assorted drugs, I decided to make my old Sick Bastard Soup. Sick Bastard Soup wasthe moniker given to the Chicken Soup I used to make when cheffing a David Jones. Always went down well in the middle of winter.

Please don't be distracted by the fact that it is called "Chicken Soup". This meal is purely a vehicle to introduce dangerous and potentially lethal amounts of garlic into your system.

2 Small Whole Chickens
4L Water
2 Onions
Shitloads of Garlic (Some Roasted, Some Raw)
Chilli Powder
Soy Sauce
Olive Oil

Place the 2 chickens in a steamer and steam until cooked, making sure you keep all the juices that drop down into the water. Put the chickens aside to cool. When they are cool, strip and shred all the meat from the bones. But the bones back into the water from the steamer and make stock (I'm not going to go into it here).

Finely dice the onions and crush about 4 or 5 cloves of garlic. Cook in a bit of butter for about a minute and then add about 2 - 2.5L of your chicken stock that should have a nice strong chicken smell and taste. Bring to a simmer.

In a heavy (that's HEAVY) based pan add a small amount of water and the shredded chicken. When the water is simmering, add a couple of splashes of soy sauce, a small amount of chilli powder, salt, pepper and fresh rosemary. Simmer for a couple of minutes until its nice and fragrant, then throw the whole lot into the pot and simmer for about half and hour.

While the soup is simmering away, crush some roasted garlic in a mortar and pestle with some salt and pepper and a spash of olive oil. Grind into a smooth paste and trasfer to a bowl. Add some more olive oil and whisk to make a nice emulsification.

Serve up the soup with a sprinkle of shallots and a dollop of oil on top.

Also effective when fighting vampires or other assorted armies of the night.

Thursday, August 18, 2005 A good science based blog to add to the sidebar.

Friday, August 12, 2005

This ones for Dad. He always had a few of the Curly Baseball Quandries books lying around the house when I was younger. I was surprised to see that I still could call most of the plays, even though I haven't played in about eight years.

I used to umpire at least one game a week when my family played. The entire Saturday would be spent at the grounds. When we were playing under 16's it would start at 8:30am, a few of us would be called up to play the under 18's game each week at 10:30, followed by a seniors game in B or C grade in the afternoon and an umpiring gig. I always slept well on Saturday nights.

Monday, August 08, 2005

I spent part of my lunchtime today checking out the status of the Space Shuttle and while I think that the whole situation has been beaten up by the media who would just blow their collective loads over another disaster, I did stumble upon this.

I don't agree with all the points put forward (especially in regards to safety with which I believe NASA to be overly obsessed with), alot of the article is well researched and thought out.

In particular:

  • The idea that the ISS only exists to keep the Shuttle running and the Shuttle is only kept in service because the ISS needs it.
  • The redundant systems originally put in place due to Air Force requirements that were never followed through but remain on the shuttle, and;
  • The amount of completely useless science that is done on board. A friggin' Space Rose? Who gives a toss.

    Having said that, I also differ slightly with Maciej in his views on manned space flight. My belief is that irrespective of the cost its something we nee to keep doing, just as we need to keep going ahead with the unmanned probes. I think humanity needs projects like space flight to keep us thinking big. Eventually we're going to have to leave this rock and its comforting to know that we are making at least some sort of a start.

  • We recently bought an LG DVD Recorder to replace our 5 year old LG DVD Player which had recently bit the dust. The hard drive recorders on the market are still a bit out of our price range and don't yet include digital tuners in this coutry, so we had to settle for a DVD Recorder which we were pretty happy with. The only problem was the LG wouldn't record. Anything. It would just stop after 5 minutes, or go into loops trying to initialise a disc and need to have the plug pulled out at the wall to get the disc out.

    We took it back on Saturday and managed to get a $800 Sony DVD Recorder for $450. We are very happy now. Tri-Nations on DVD. Excellent.

    In conclusion, LG Bad. Sony Better.

    Sunday, August 07, 2005

    Tri Nations: Game Two

    I recorded the Game on our new Recorder and watched it this morning.

    Overall I was slightly dissapointed with the game. I was expecting alot more from New Zealand, and ended up annoyed with them. They should have won by a a try or two, but the entire NZ back line seemed almoust claustrophobic (?), and dare I say it, scared to run. Only towards the end of the game when Rokocoko came on did they seem to let loose and run a little.

    South Africa - I beginning to hate the bastards. They play more like England with each passing game. Their forwards were impressive with Matfield again having a great game, althought they should have dominated the scrum alot more than they did considering the pack sizes.

    My main gripe with the jaapies is that they can't score tries. Their points, so far in the Tri-Nations, have come from the boot of Pretorius or Percy Montogmery. The tries thay have scored have stemmed directly from opposition mistakes. They'll have to change this if they plan to win away from home.

    Monday, August 01, 2005

    Kill Bill Icons

    I loved Kill Bill. It was just want of those cool movies that left me wanting a really expensive pair of cowboy boots. Thats why these icons are so damn unreal. I've currently got the blood spatterd hard drive gracing my desktop as does Mr Truffle.