Sorry
I really, really have no excuse.
I could list reasons, such as still being in the same crap job working for the same egomaniacal psychopath (I use these terms in a clinical sense), spending more time with Sally in the afternoons (Woo!), gittin’ a gun, and discovering that harvesting feral rabbits for cheap puppy chow is so much fun, it should be illegal (but it’s not, I checked), stopping smoking, then subsequently discovering that I can ride a pushbike 30km without dying, starting the process of becoming a full-time parent (Edan’s mum is re-enlisting in the Army)…
And so on…
So, it’s back to you kids. What should I entertain the two, nay three of those that still check this page with? I can do kids stories, crap nerd jokes (there are only 10 types of people in the world, those that understand binary, and those that don’t) and meaningless rants about dumb bosses and curiously dumb, and equally curiously continually employed co-workers, so give me a subject.
Or attention.
I like attention 
what the hell is a pushbike?
Pushbike = slang for bicycle. Also known as pushie, bike, deadly treadly, getthefuckofftheroadyoudickhead (in the cities, where bicycles really shine- no parking, no traffic jams. No boot(trunk) or weather protection either)
Aussie Boy! Oh my GOD I have missed you. Ok so you can start off by telling me how Sally is doing, did you guys try the being new parents thing? I am so proud of you for kicking the cancer stick to the side. Hmmmmm……a full time dad?! I bet you are loving that part.
Talk to me…. entertain me! (can you tell that I have had too much caffein?)