Reprazent
A girl from the swedish floopy monkey-bone fox-trot party sent me this image of me reprazenting my aussie background for the Swedes. Yeah, I'm still I-Rock from the block.
Unfortunately, her camera had an angle of view pitifully inadequate for the task, as I remember there being far more than four cans in the tower. Like going to the great pyramids of Egypt with a microscope and expecting to capture the majesty, not gonna happen sista.
Now, what is happening in the lower-right corner? Looks like someone is being tackled, but it could be a dance move. There's definitely a wayward elbow involved.
Next question: Where should I go for the summer? a.k.a. July, as these crazy northerners know it. Will probably take a couple of weeks off somewhere. Yeah, bout time I had another holiday, Swedes get 7 weeks of holidays a year!
Succumbing to fashion, as I so often do, I've created a poll in the right sidebar thingy--->
The options are:
- Ireland and Leeds for jubbliness with LB and Pete. This will almost certainly happen whatever the case , and would incorporate travel via London for my homies there.
- Spain for the running of the bulls. Was communicating with Tori D vis a vis this option before I left oz, but have not heard much in recent times.
- Southern Sweden (Stockholm, Göteborg) with a Swedish chick from the ski trip. Travelling almost anywhere requires going via Stockholm anyway, so this could easily fit in with other plans.
- Austrian Alps to visit Robbo and Sabine, plus general sightseeing in Alpy regions. There was also communication about this a while ago, but lines have been dead lately.
- Northern Norway and Svalbard. In Svalbard, you need to carry a rifle everywhere because there are so many polar bears. Cool! 'Twould be expensive, but I will definitely go there some time. Maybe next year though. Could prolly wrangle free accommodation in Trondheim and Tromsø.
- Somewhere else entirely?
posted by I-Rock at 5:49 PM
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hmm, a girl who works at a counselling hotline for gambling addicts was just complaining to me about how boring the work is, no one is calling.
I said that to pass the time, she and her co-workers should place bets on when the next call will come in. Put big money on it, make it interesting. Then, when it gets out of hand, they can call each other for help. Problem solved!
She completely missed the joke, and just replied that she was working a shift on her own. I thought it was a zinger!
Oh dear, the number of conversations i have had that have ended in much the same way... the sheer, overwhelming number.
I say Ireland. Mainly cos i like the sound of the place, and its the only place i know anything about.
what about:
e) all of the above
?
And incorporate the Calendar Challenge for each loaction.
Well, it is the year, after all...
exactly.
8 months to go.
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