I noticed last night on SBS there was a documentary on Stonehenge. I bet centuries ago, a group of real smartarse druids all gathered around for a meeting…
Head Druid: What are our plans for the next year? Shall we chop more herbs from trees with golden sickles?
Another druid: I know! Let’s build a giant mysterious stone structure to completely confuse future generations!
Yet another druid: Brilliant idea! That’ll really stump them, they won’t know what the hell it is!
Head Druid: (bangs gavel) Done! We shall build a stupidly enormous and pointless stone structure!
Really, we should build a stupidly giant pointless structure to confuse future generations in the year 3000 onwards. Oh, hang on, Melbourne’s got Colonial Stadium…
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I was travelling down the Great Ocean Road this weekend, and happened to pass through Anglesea, where I saw what I think is possibly the worst name for a cafe ever: The Cafe Latte.
I also saw in Lorne some historical information on the history of the Great Ocean Road, including some pictures from the early 1920′s of people building the road. I reckon that would be one bitch of a Work For The Dole project.
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On Friday:
Friend: Would you like to get seafood for dinner?
Me: Hmm, I don’t really like seafood.
Friend: Why’s that?
Me: It all smells like fish.
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I made the mistake of playing Monopoly with my (very, very, very bored) sister today.
Things That INEVITABLY Happen During a Game of Monopoly:
* A fight over who gets to be the car, the iron, or the dog, as if it really matters
* Nobody understanding how the mortgages work
* Arguments over the rules of Free Parking
* Someone saying something predictable when the card with ‘You have won second prize in a beauty contest’ is picked up
* Someone saying ‘Wouldn’t it be great if all this money was real!’
* Half the players getting bored halfway through