Ridiculing Fat People

For years now it has been acceptable to ridicule and tell people off for smoking. I’m now taking it a step further. To all fat people out there – ITS NOT THE JEANS THAT MAKE YOUR ASS LOOK FAT. You’re not big boned, it doesn’t run in the family, you are just FAT. Get up, go outside, take a walk and if you are hungry when you get back eat some fruit. Stop complaining about being fat and do something about it. I’m getting sick of your excuses and hearing about you an your fat kids on A Current Affair. Just because there are millions of starving people in this world it doesn’t mean you have to eat for them as well. You should be ashamed of yourselves and not venture out in public. There’s nothing worse than fat people at the beach.

Remembrance & Welcome

I’d like to take this opportunity to welcome my new budgies, 2 females (one yellow one purple) and a male (white). For recently I have lost a few budgies, 1 to a mouse and 3 to a virus passed on by the mouse. I now have 7 budgies, 3 female and 4 male.

However, my budgies don’t have names. I haven’t given them names as I feel it isn’t my right to give names. I know the budgies by sight and they know me. Some have quite a character. Some a very curious and don’t mind me at all and will even eat out my hand or sit on my head or shoulder. Others are shy and are reluctant to come near until they see others are not being harmed. By giving them names I believe I am taking them out of the wild and taking their own right of giving names. But the recent deaths have me thinking. Should they really die without a name? Should they be known as ‘the budgies’? I know who they are and they know each other but perhaps a name will help others remember them. But what name is suitable. Greg, Tony and Martha are not suitable for budgies and Spotty, Stripes and Bluey is just insulting. Therefore I ask you, blogger reader, should I name my budgies and if so what names are appropriate?

So to the budgies that have left this budgie family I remember. To the new members of the budgie family I welcome you.

Hello Blogger World

This is an extremely witty and intelligent sentence that precedes my introduction into blogger world.

As Ben Lee sings in the background warning Cigarettes Will Kill You, I ponder ‘what can I write in my first blog?’. Thoughts flow through my head such as ‘what wood are the ashes made of?’ quickly followed by ‘I don’t really care what tree was cut down to make some stumps so aussie heroes could start the tradition of flogging england’. However, to keep the nerdfest that is Matt and Michaels sports trivia via msn night going I politely answer, probably incorrect. Yes, incorrect. Ash it turns out to be. (For you American rednecks cricket is a game of skill, passion and precision, a truly great game although not quite as good as aussie rules but thats for another day).

In all seriousness though, I do hope you enjoy and comment on this fantastic journey we are going to travel together - me as the master blogger writer and you as the peasant blogger reader. It should be great. In fact, I dont really care if you dont enjoy it Im going to keep writing anyway because someone, somewhere will enjoy it. Thats my aim in life. Be inspirational. If only one person is inspired about anything I say or do I am happy. I am always happy. I like to think that I've inspired everyone I've met. They havent told me but I know. Its the way they laugh at me when im saying something inspirational. Or the way they watch my immensely talented sporting feats. I always inspire on the field. Actions speak volumes.

I just ate a banana.

Samadoochi