Author: megan

let sleep

Post author By megan
Post date 13.1.2006
1 Comment on let sleep

When I first opened my bedroom door this morning, there was a dog standing there. This came as a bit of a surprise to me, as there are no dogs living in my house. The dog followed me into the bathroom, and then downstairs, as I tried to determine the origin of said dog. Apparently he belongs to my soon to be ex-housemate, who collected him from the RSPCA. He is going to be living in her new house with her.

Meanwhile, Rocky the eclectus parrot got all exciteable this morning, and was going the route of screeching like a madman (instead of just amiable talking to himself, miaowing, and ringing like our telephone as he usually does).

And in completely unrelated news, a 7 foot pet boa constrictor just spent 8 days inside the dashboard of an old Subaru in Los Angeles, wrapped around the brake and clutch pedals so the owner couldn’t drive anywhere. Today they managed to dismantle the dash and free the snake. No photos please, we’re British.

Tags dog, parrot, random, sharehouse

bikes general

inflammatory

Post author By megan
Post date 10.1.2006
8 Comments on inflammatory

News to any arsonists – the Mt Buller fire spotting hut is not manned around sunset. Prime time to burn down more alpine forests (please don’t).

Also, I’d like to put in an order for lots of snow this year, and a really long snow season. Mountain biking around a hot and dusty Mt Buller was rather depressing. The ski lifts just looked so sad and pointless (except perhaps the one with mountain bikers coming up on it). My telemark skis are sitting in the corner of my room, also looking sad and pointless. Please bring snow, oh great Flying Spaghetti Monster.

Tags bikes, mount buller, summer

russell

but where’s the snow?

So I came up to Mt Buller for the weekend. Alright here, a bit dusty and dry, but hardly a challenging peak in the Summer (well, not that it’s challenging in Winter either apparently, but at least it’s a bit more interesting). I’d really like to play in the snow again, I’m not much of a Summer moose.