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High rolling poker action. Glebe lowlifes and reprobates. JT on a conjugal visit from Long Bay.


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Only their mother can tell them apart.


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Jimmy - A really, really, ridiculously good looking cat.


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Straight from the pages of Who Weekly.


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J.R. "Bob" Dobbs, that LIVING GOD WHO WALKS THIS PLANET EARTH IN HUCKSTER'S SHOES.


Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Bells, Whistles and the Fine Art of Total Frippery 

Well, imaginary readers and trolls under the bridge, during the spring time of this Blog, which comes around once every four seasons and sometimes lingers as if the Blog isnt Springtime but an Indian Summer and what with global warming and so on, this could really go on and on ... hurrumph.

Now that I have the blog up I wish -

1 - I was indefatigable.
2 - I was Josh Pyke and wrote that song, Staring Down the Sun. Get it on Limewire. Or, pay for it at Bigpond.com. Ha ha. Pay for it .. sorry. I respect copyright, Mr Man. Dont come running for me ..
3 - I knew that Bob Evans was Kevin from Jebediah.

No, i wish i was either overcome with the drive to write and write and write or that my fingers could type as quick as the thoughts streaming sometimes down the left of my mind like Scott Chipperfield on the overlap with just an Italian goalkeeper called, Buffoon, to beat ..

Instead, I get the urge to tinker with the Blog. So watch out for some tech-y sort of baubles. I'm talking Brazilian. I'm talking fully fat Ronaldo. I'm talking buff people in yellow .. y'know what i'm sayin' ..

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