Hum Drum

OK if you realy want to know heres a little hum drum
Got my little car registered today with a day to spare. It was a bit like that assignment that you worry about but leave to the last moment when it is easily accomplished. Then you wonder if you hadn’t worried would it still have been so easy or was all that worrying necessary to achieve this result. Mmmm?
Spent last weekend, you remember - very wet very gloomy if you were in Sydney at least – with a severe headache worrying about registration, hence no blog. Sorry. There I’ve said it. Back to work Wednesday fit as a fiddle wondering was that headache necessary so that I could now feel so good. Mmmm?

On the lighter side, this morning on my walk I was overtaken by the very essence of a SSNAG, the first S which I have added is for sporty and you know the rest. Wearing sensitively faded baggy tee and similar shorts over some sort of Cathy Freeman type racing suit tights and joggers. With just the right amount of orange flash on his backpack, he was pushing junior in one of those three wheel racing strollers and at the same time reading to him from the pages of an early reader picture book that junior turned in his lap. I didn’t stop him to ask of their destinations but my imagination took flight to green ecological recycling day care centres and stockbroking co-ops that save whales and make a motza in the process.

Later in the street between Stanmore station and the school I found a most intriguing bauble consisting of a dark tinted plastic case, 21mm x 16mm x 6mm, dimly concealing metallic, I think, wheels and sprogs with a Goth like print inscription “DEATH NOTE” T’s like crosses. Attached by the tiniest ball chain is a thin leather carry type strap imprinted with the following hieroglyph constructed with capital letters from the alphabet starting with a backward E followed by a T which has fallen to its left (our right) and lays on its side. Next come ONH all upright followed by T again on its side and A also on its side so that combined with the T it forms a sort of arrow and seems to give direction. This is followed by an E and a backward D. All is then repeated one more time. I would not be bothering you with all this detail but that feverish imagination has devised a potential Davinci Code like spy network drop and should I be found dead or not found at all in the near future, it seems essential to leave all possible clues. It is my intention to try to open the case though before I do I shall photograph it and Blogspot permitting shall exhibit said photos here.
This brings me to my beef with blogspot. I think I complained quite recently about the clock around the shield on the picture upload stopping at nine, well since then the option to upload has disappeared altogether and I’ve been waiting to see how others were faring. Now I see that Chrisue are having no problem and I promise to try again though if no photos accompany this blog you’ll know I still have a problem and I expect you to sort it.

Now on re reading I suspect you have all given up and gone to myspace or that phenomenally popular face book which is worming every last personal detail of your lives out of you so that in the near future you’ll have no privacy but will instead be a mere cipher available to any cooperation or political; persuasion that sees fit to use and abuse you. In this event I don’t want to hear anyone trying to blame me for boring you into it so I’ll just go now OK.

Nope no pics

Harrumph!