Inner Slacker

Life is a constant struggle between the inner slacker and the inner workaholic. The slacker wants to sit on it’s ass drinking coffe or beer and enjoying life’s parade in all it’s variety. The inner workaholic is a scared little chap who constantly wants to protect himself from life’s blows. He berates the slacker for not doing enough to improve his lot in life. No where is this more apparent than at work. The workaholic starts to fret if work isn’t frantic enough. They will sack me and I’ll lose the house and everything. He is a classic catastrophiser. The workaholic is always measuring the angles and looking for the best way of getting something. The inner workaholic never looks at the big picture, or when he does it is always about what is missing and what should be happening. He never has any fun.

The inner slacker is too lazy to really fight back. He knows that beer o’clock will roll around eventually and comfort and calmness will return. Personally I like the slacker the best. He is much more fun to have around..... and he keeps me sane.

letting the sexy out

I’ve been thinking about the nature of sexy. As near as I can tell you can’t act sexy... You can only let the sexy out. When someone tries to be sexy their eyes just don’t reflect the inner heat. Their bodies don’t move in a fluid way that answers the slightest touch. It just feels wrong.

When someone has let the sexy out you can feel the desire in the eyes, their body moves at the touch. The whole thing feels completely different to someone trying to act sexy. Alcohol and some drugs makes it hard to tell the difference (everything appears sexy).

Some women let the sexy out naturally during the day. Just the way they walk and the way they talk lets you know that the sexy lurks just under the surface. Kari Byron lets the sexy out in everything she does..... it's the passion. Guys can let the sexy out, but it usually harder for them because they are detached from their emotions.

My advise is to stay away from acting sexy and try and move towards letting the sexy out…. Everyone is happy then.

chill out

Ahh the mind ticks overtime….. One of my fish died (I have tropical fish), I got sick and everything seems really boring at the moment. I started thinking about the pets and the people that have died… what life means and the variety of experience that you can get in life. I started to contemplate all the usual ways of filling my time. I could start practicing the harmonica, exercise, go out, drink to excess, meditate, read, join the SES (state emergency service) or write but none of that is likely to float my boat. What ails me is deeper than that.

I came across a zen website that made sense to me. It cut through my haze and got me thinking about what would really make me happy. I’m not keen on having kids which seems to be the way that most of my friends are following. I think I have been focusing too much on ‘doing’. I think about how I can make my life better… more fun. Every time I see people in worse shape than me, severe disabilities, homelessness and just the absolute shit that life can throw at you I realize that I have nothing to complain about. Don’t get me wrong I know I’m whinging and the blog world is full of people who think that the world owes them, this is how I’m feeling now.

Alcohol won’t make me happy, business won’t make me happy, sex won’t make me happy (well maybe a little happy, but not as a life mission). I think I’m pushing too hard to extract meaning from things that have no meaning. Time to shut the brain down. I’m thinking too much, I need to just go with the flow.

To quote the website that got me thinking (http://www.deansluyter.com/pages.cfm?id=177);

No beer left.
I'll sit and drink
The sky.
- Josh Feuer
Pushing, Pulling, and Freedom

This one change changes everything. As we gradually learn to leave off distractedness and rest in openness, we stop looking for fulfillment outside of the way things already are. Till now we've gone through life pushing and pulling - trying to push the undesirable away from us and pull the desirable toward us. It's such an entrenched habit that we persist even when there's no payoff, when it only creates frustration. Stuck in the traffic jam, we keep trying to push the cars out of the way with our mental bulldozer; spotting the luscious babe (or hunk), we keep trying to extend our mental tendrils and pull her (or him) within copulation range.

But resting in openness, free from the agitation of pushing and pulling, we can just witness the situation. This doesn't mean to suppress our anger at the traffic if it arises or our lust for the babe if it arises, for those arisings are also part of the situation we're witnessing. But it means we don't get lost in the arisings either, don't fixate on them.

Elevate the scope of 360-degree global awareness.
- Lama Surya Das

To be open is to be receptive to all 360 degrees of our experience, not stuck in the five or ten degrees where we're pushing or pulling.


At the end of the day I need to chill out.

Kari Byron

Nerve.com had Kari Byron as their crush of the week and I would have to agree with them. This woman is very cool. Not only is she good looking, artistic and a mythbuster, but she appears (at least on TV and in the stuff I read) really cool, friendly and fun. If that isn’t enough she also traveled around scuba diving and trekking. This is a woman after my own heart. Plastic boobs and barbie dolls do nothing for me.... give me a woman with heart and soul any day

Ladies and gentlemen meet Lola

I’ve had a realization, since no one reads this blog I can post the tat and no one who is looking for a design will find it….. Ladies and gentlemen meet Lola. The dimensions look abit weird because the photo is on a slight angle and the canvas is curved but you get the idea anyway. If you look to the right of the picture you can just make out the Tiki lurking in the background.

Sydney was fun but it is good to be home. The weather in Brisbane is great this time of year, a slight chill (but nothing drastic), bright clear skies and a trace of warmth from the sun. Unfortunately while we were in Sydney it was raining every day and really cold and over cast. As mentioned previously the trip consisted of shopping, markets and pub/cafe sitting (not much else to do when it is pissing with rain).

Still in Sydney

I'm still kicking around in Sydney... round here you can shop or you can drink (both of which I have thoroughly indulged in). I have spent way more than initially budgeted. The good thing is I've been such a cheap bastard previously that I can afford to get a little silly with the cash. With all these new clothes I now have a style (it makes me feel a little like Justin Timberlake.... {shudder}). They have jelly wrestling up the road…. I’ve never seen that before, I might check it out. Out of curious scientific interest only. No other point in watching two buxom women grappling in a pool of jelly is there?

Only two days to go until I'm back in Brizvegas.

Her name is Lola

Another whole week has passed without an update. Tonight I fly to Sydney to hang out down there for the next five days. The whole five days will be spent shopping, drinking, shopping, drinking. Sydney isn't as much fun as Melbourne but it can still be great with the right company.

My novel submission was rejected (no surprises there)... but I have a great idea for another one... I'm thinking love and danger in the south seas (rather like the postcard section on my blog). Chuck in some hot tropical loving, spies, danger and a happy ending and it would be something that I would want to read.

There is some new stuff in the Tiki lounge at home... we have some cool wooden serving bowls and trays and a cheezy plastic tiki wall hanging... almost time for another Luau party.

I have named the tattoo... Her name is Lola she's a show girl....with yellow flowers in her hair (actually it is a red flower) and a dress that goes up to there. The tattoo is a Sailor Jerry inspired Hula girl dancing infront of a large TIki carving... and she rocks! I seriously think that it is the hottest tattoo I have seen.... many thanks to Alison at Westside tattoo (she is the best). If I had my USB stick with me I would post the pictures but I left it at home today.... bugga

Happy Thursday Campers

Life is really exciting when you don't think about anything too deeply. Thought is the enemy of happiness..... don't think about it kids just believe it! So far i've spent the morning grazing on rich internet fodder. Some has tickled my brain, some has tickled my soul and some has tickled my body. It is so easy to forget that anything is possible. By anything I'm not talking about what i want to have happen, but that you never know how anything is going to turn out. Given that everything is so good at the moment is it any wonder I'm so friggin' chirpy this morning.

I didn't get my submission letter in last week.... but I will have it in by Friday.

Comments and tattoos

I love comments. The last three posts have been because some one has posted comments. Mostly it is Andru who comments. I'm not a regular poster (as you can tell) but if someone is reading I'll keep writin'

The tattoo turned out better than I had hoped. It's in the final phase of the scab falling off. I'm a bit undecided about posting a picture of it on the internet. It is nice to think that I have the only tattoo that looks exactly like this (although the design was influenced by two other tattoos). Everyone asks if they hurt. The actual tattoo itself doesn't hurt that much.... if feels like ssome one is scratching the skin with a piece of metal. The worst part is trying to get to sleep that first night. Even the gentle touch of the bed sheets hurt. The other drawback is wearing long pants atwork the first two days (the tattoo is on my calf). The constant rubbging make it red and angry. A point to note for future reference... if you get a tattoo near a joint and it is large with lots of colour then expect the joint to swell a bit.... if the swelling is red then it is infected, if not then it is just a natural response from the body to the tattoo. If you really want to see it let me know and I'll email you a picture.

A new Tattooo

Hey Kids

I'm booked in for a new tattoo tomrrow afternoon. There will be a rather large hula girl gracing my calf. I'm pretty excited about it. This will be the largest and most colour full one that I have gotten. Once it heals up I'll throw up a picture of it for all to see. One common question I get asked is "shouldn't you get a tattoo that has special meaning to you"..... Hula girls do have special meaning to me. They symbolise freedom, fun, innocent sexuality and drinks with little umbrellas.

The other exciting piece of news is that I have started working on a submission for my novel. I can't wait for my first rejection letter. The thrill of having my dreams crushed.

Anyway you have fun on the interent today and stay safe.

Cheers
Drew

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Not quite dead and gone

Yes I'm back. I've had a rest and now I'm back to blogging. I thought I was done but there is still a use for this blog.

I was thinking about a friend I have made..... We meet in the hall way at work or stand in line at the same coffe shop and have little compressed 5 minute conversations. Even though the accumulated total of conversation would be lucky to reach an hour we seem to talk about the most amazing stuff. She knows almost nothing about me, but I hear about all sorts of strange and mysterious events in her life. It weird that I know so much about her after a really short time.
I know you are thinking it's about sex, how could it not be about sex. Sex is always a factor when I talk to good looking women but I'm really just enjoying the conversation. There are no dirty thoughts involved. I'm wondering if we will become anything other than hallway friends. Will she ever be over for a BBQ?

It's very refreshing to have someone new confide in me, I've posted about my interest in other peoples secrets before.

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derelict blog

this is now a derelict blog drifting through the internet.

I forgot my blog existed

Holy shit, I completely forgot that I had a blog!
It's crazy but I've been running round doing stuff and just forgot that it existed. It wasn't until I started doing some writing for myself that I remembered that it existed. I should just accept that blogging is a flash in the pan for me. Once again I don't have time right now to update it but hi anyway if you read this. I hope that your stuff is all turning out well.

Hi Internet

Hi Internet

It's been a while since I've posted anything in my blog. Life seemed to have a way of getting in the way. Alot has happened since we last spoke. I've started the Harmonica lessions wich has been great, I'll play you a tune one day. We went to see our facourite comedian Adam Hills on Thrusday night, went out on Friday night into the valley and got home around 5 in the morning. It was particulalry cool because we got to hang out with our friends from Balina (Hi Detta). I've been really slack and not applied for the crypto job at MTV, although I will try to make time for it today.

A special Hi goes out to Jason who commented on my blog and prompted this entry..... he too wants to be Indiana Jones and hunt some strange creatures that may or may not have had breakfast and may or may not feel that humans are a tasty little snack. It's no fun hunting monsters that aren't going to eat you if they catch you first.

I hope you have a relaxing day. Don't try too hard at anything.

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something to fill out some space

You Are 40% Weird

Normal enough to know that you're weird... But too damn weird to do anything about it!

How Weird Are You?

New facts on exercise for women

Over a beer at lunch time two women have corrected a flaw in the previous post. Women are really interested in looking good for themselves so they can enjoy sex. If they don't feel attractive then they have trouble enjoying themselves. If only they realised that it doesn't matter that much to us.

On a related topic, the use of a red light bulb in the bedroom makes anyone look good. Everyone looks hot in a red lit room. Everyone has a tan and you can still seee everything but it appears a little dark at the same time. Try it on valentines day... this really does work.

On an unrelated topic, the goannas are out again. These guys have shown up a little late this year (normally they are wandering around where I work in Jauary). This fella is just over a meter long. I'll try and get a snap of a big one to post!

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Fitness and looks across the sexes

This will be a short post. Based on exhaustive research involving the three or four people that were around on this particular day I have confirmed beyond a doubt that men will only invest time and energy in exercise designed to make them look good if they can get something from it (ie: sex). Any man that says he doesn't is really kidding himself (or possibly you).

Women on the other hand want to look good for it's own sake The most likely reason for this is that they already get enough attention from men anyway. The other motivator for women is to look good for other women... not in a lesbian sort of way but in the evil bitch competition sort of way.

more research to follow

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MTV cryptozoology show

How cool would it be to have your own cryptozoology show on MTV. This would have to be the number one all time great jobs. All the excitement of working on a travel/nature documentary type show but looking for cryptoids from another time and place. Never have I seen an occupation that brings togbether just about everything cool about living. Exploring mysterious things in strange places and being an all round adventurer type.... and have someone else pay for it..... and be down with the kids all at the same time. It just boggles the mind.

This is even better than my number 9 ideal job (plain old boring cryptozoologist)!!! All my Indiana Jones fantasies would come true.

I can't see myself getting the job but if you want more info you should check out cryptomundo at http://www.cryptomundo.com/

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Hospital

Sitting up at the hospital thinking;

just chill out and enjoy what life has to offer.

balance between what is right and what feels good. Is there an appropriate why to live that is good for me and everyone around me that still feels good?

Last time I sat doing this I was waiting for someone to die. At least this time someone is going home.

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You need to put something in the pot if you're going to play

I often find my self scrambling to create the illusion of stability and security. My animal brain moves me to this state. I think because it makes me comfortable and relaxed. The thing is that instability makes me more creative. I get tuned to look forthe angles, work out what I have to do to tget the most out of situations. Everyday there are tons of things that are possible but not explored. Stability doesn't like a challenge. Why follow a path that might make things worse? With any option you follow you need commmitment to follow it through.

I have options but to follow them I need to rock the boat, to risk what I have and jump with my eyes closed. For now I'm just standing on the edge looking down and wondering if I could fly. I can feel something like a clock ticking in my head going, jump now, you're still a young man. Tack some fucking risks with your life. When you were younger you tried everything that came your way (everything!) so why stop now. Soon you won't be able to make a leap because you will be too old..... Stupid little voice. It reminds me of the biological clock phenomina. Time's running out you need to act NOW, don't think just do. This is why beer is good, beer stops the brain.

anyway,

I went to pick up my mum at the hospital yesterday. It's all good now. She is fine. On the drive there I ended up stuck in the Queen's batton relay along corronation drive. It was a little surreal as it was really unexpected. (I've included a snap from my phone).

Second series of Lost starts tonight... wohoo.

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