I must have broken a mirror under a ladder while a black cat walked past...
I woke up at 5:30 (suprise suprise) to finish painting the sunnyside up kitchen
I left the brush clean but with the bristles twisted (somehow?) so it painted splatters
Finished that AND the cleanup, I was painting white and it looked like River Phoenix had sneezed on the floor, FINALLY had a coffee,
Man it was cold by then
There had been mist off the river all last night and the park looked WICKED, like a cheap LED print of Paris, kewl !!
It kept the brothers quiet too and the mist muffled the sounds of scuffles for blankets and metho.
Anyway after I stopped painting it was BLOODY cold and my hands felt like wood
No feeling at all, luckily my pain threshold is so high it is the only gift I get when Arthur Itis visits
...oh except, cough cough, the incident with the red light in 10 degrees Gympie when my hand wouldnt shut it was so frozen, havent got that letter yet but so I might have been lucky
SO a couple of hours of holding hot cups of coffee and hot showers to get feeling back in my hands later (insert commercial break here) I notice the hot water tap drips REALLY bad now, so bad I will have to turn it off at the system....uhoh.....well I am already late for work after getting my hands working anyway.
SO I figure if I have to turn THAT tap off (put in by Noah and Son Plumbing and untouched since) I may as well do the bloody lot
Fix that with a few mods Noahs boys forgot * and and off to work
Still sus' on the hands and thinking that maybe a track day at Warwick in June is NOT such a good idea.
Especially on a short track that requires a lot of "hand" input
...hmmmm...and I wonder what the pain threshold actually IS and WHEN does my knee, leg, shoulder, elbow et al, kick in??
Anyway bugger the 12 then, so jump on the pushie and SNAP the back brake cable snaps, hmmmm just the FRONT brake, will I take Rambadam ?
NOT with the luck I am having so far pal !!!
As I go walk down the drive past the letter box I think... hmmm I wonder when my BLING BLING Geelong carbon will turn up and check the box....
WAHOO a slip from the mail man
My bling,... my bling.........(my hear beating like a man whose wife is giving birth...)
uhoh.... a REGISTERED letter...... bummer..... (....it wasnt his)
so my question is... if they dont actually HAND you the infringement (ie. photograph) am I still busted ?
.... bummer... thought so.......
So I guess your morning wasnt so bad after all eh?
* (Does anybody else LOVE "Bush Mechanics" as much as me, now THATS reality TV)
