Luck All Around

So it looks like One's lucky jocks have once again done the trick and the Pies are in the Grand Final. One is still amazed at the way the game went - I even wondered at one stage if I had uncharacteristically fallen asleep on the couch and it was all a dream.



And to further prove the luckiness of the jocks one was involved in a spill in the shower this morn' whilst not wearing them - that will teach me the value of keeping the lucky jocks on for the whole month of finals.

Even as one began a downward trajectory on the suddenly slippery tiles the closeness of the jocks that one reached out for in desperation was enough to confer some luck as one hit the ground with relatively little damage other than some strain on ones dodgy knee and a touch of ego bruising as the bumped taps now showered cold water down upon one's sprawled person.

Of course Salsa Girl and Hulk came rushing to one's rescue on hearing the high-pitched manly squeal, and proceeded to provide tap turning off, warm towels, other assorted assistance, and timely advice such as "daddy, you should be careful when your brain is tired in the morning".

After completing one's ablutions and once more donning the lucky jocks one was lucky enough to be able to still go to work for the day.
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Finals Footy

So last Saturday eve saw One's first footy finals attendance since a pair of Grand Finals back in '10, and the first finals with The Great Sandro.

It came about when Salsa Girl made the tactical error of proclaiming, "What time are you going to the footy on Saturday?"
One's first response was, "I am? ..... I mean 6pm"

A hurried scramble ensured a trio of high-altitude seats for Sneaky Pete, The Great Sandro, and Oneself.

We were treated to a tight back and forth game with the correct result in the end.

One had thought Sandro to be lost when he failed to return to his seat after being left in a rather long queue for hot chocolate. It turns out he was merely staying where he was watching on a TV so that the good run the giants were making didn't finish. Silly superstitious sports fan.

So anyway, as I sit here still in my lucky jocks, I am lamenting the inability to acquire tickets for this weeks blockbuster which leaves One having to watch the game in the warm, comfortable, environment of one's living room.
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The Tiger Ticks On

So yesterday was the day that 80 of The Tiger's years ticked by - that's 16 of your Earth years.

It was celebrated with many allowances being made:

• An allowance for extra canned food distribution
• An allowance for an extra-long Hulk-bedtime-delaying brushing session on One's lap
• An allowance for staying on the dining table
• An allowance for drinking from the glass of water on said dining table
• An allowance for sleeping on the special pillows

And according to BestFriendSincePrep we have to do it all again in a couple of months as the 81st Tiger year ticks by...

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Jam with My Guitarist

So this past Saturday myself and Hulk made the trek down south to visit My Guitarist and, theoretically, have some musical interaction.

The journey down was quite pleasant as Hulk and I grooved along to the sounds of Justine Clarke and marvelled together at tunnels and freeway art.

Upon arrival we were both whisked into a hospitality and catch up zone. The kids were a mini-maelstrom of activity around us. Activities soon became lunch and then further activities until we almost drifted into the Coach Harris territory of "Oh sh*t we forgot to practice".

Luckily we did get ourselves organised and had a bit of a play.
However our musical sounds evidenced a pied piper effect and we were soon joined/deposed by children, various.
Much back and forth snippets of playing happened over the next span of time and the itch to play together was soothed but not quite satisfied.

All in all a good catch up, and one to be repeated in the near future One thinks.
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Vast by Linda Nagata

This Tome was the latest in ones A to Z of Unread SciFi and Fantasy Authors, and is, of course, the "N" entry.

Vast was provided by Sneaky Pete whilst one was still on the M portion of the undertaking and proved to be a complex tale of far future humans intertwined with their advanced nanotech.

I found it interesting, and a little entertaining but feel that perhaps the scale of it's future is too vast for one's tastes.

Three and a half stars.
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