Ridiculous Game Imitating Life

So those that know me well, know 2 things about me.

1 - I love to play video games either on my computer or my PS3

2 - I have a dodgy back which leads me to (some might say whinge) complain of the pain I'm currently feeling in my back. Really is pretty screwed and I often feel like a bit of an old man in need of a walking stick.

So my current gaming obsession is for NBA 2k11 where I have been playing the my player mode - I have created a point guard currently in his rookie season.

So when My Player got injured during a game and was out for a week I was a bit sad. However when I checked the injury details to find out what was wrong with him I really just had to laugh.

Back Spasms

How crazy that my real life ailments have followed me into the gaming world. Now I'm waiting for My Player to sprain his ankle or crush his heel.

...... Ridiculous

So the supermarket was an eventful place for me last night, and whilst walking home I was exposed to the following..

Leaving the supermarket with my girlfriend and starting the short walk home, we approached a set of lights that were red, and as we slowed and waited behind 2 middle aged blokes waiting to cross it happened.
One of the guys in front of us, had a hand on his hip, which then moved down, and was on his left bum cheek. Then he started rubbing his bum cheek.. In fact I'm not sure I can call it rubbing, the only accurate way I can think of is that he was doing nothing more than playing with his bum cheek. Yep just playing..

It was the kind of thing that you don't want to see happening in the street, but it was also something I couldn't not look at!! I like to think I was checking for an explanation. Was he checking to make sure he had his wallet. No, his shorts had no pocket on the left bum cheek. Was he just having a scratch?? Everyone is entitled to a quick bum scratch every now and again, but no he was not having a sneaky scratch. Was he rearranging his underwear?? Everyone knows that sometimes things just don't stay in the right place.. But again no, there was no attempt made to rearrange the undies..

Now this guy actually turned around and saw us standing there, but this did not deter him. Most people if while having a scratch  become aware someone MIGHT be able to see them, they stop IMMEDIATELY.. This guy nup, he was loving his bum cheek, and nothing would stop him until he was ready to stop.

Obviously this provided a bit of a laugh for us on the way home so thanks Ridiculous man who plays with his bum in public.

Ridiculously Super market

So yesterday I went to the Supermarket after work. and while there I saw a bloke standing at the deli, and he wanted some Pork Salad I think (I think that's what he was saying).  Now let me point out that this guy very obviously was not all there, hi attic was very bare indeed. But did that make it more or less funny, I don't know. The lady serving at the deli had obviously dealt with him before and kept telling him they don't sell it anymore. Now he just kept going on and on about this salad almost to the point where he could have been having a joke about it with the serving lady, I don't think he was but he could have been.

Adding unintentional humour to the already humorous, was the lady actually being served. Her self importance bubbling through when, clearly annoyed by this harmless individuals desire for some pork salad she burst out with "Mind your Patience, wait your turn!". I was chuckling heartily to myself after this, and I couldn't suppress the smile any longer, so all those around knew that I was having a laugh at the simple mans antics.. But wow seriously? mind your patience.. I remember my mother saying that to me when I was about 6..

So its not the crazy little man and his love of pork salad today, Its self important lady being served that wins at supermarket ridiculousness,

Ridiculous Blog

I have been thinking about this blog a little bit, and the more I do the more ridiculous it seems to me.
I'm not going to stop anytime soon, but I'd like to make it known that I too find it a little bit ridiculous. In saying that I love it, I enjoy writing and sharing all of this stuff, that has either previously just been a thought that disappears to nothing, or a piece of work lying unread and unshared in the depths of a digital graveyard.

In saying that I find things a little bit funny.. If see a guy standing there talking to himself, you automatically get that thought that he's not quite there. Is this blog a written conversation I'm having with myself, and you people reading are reading thinking "He's not the full quid". So because this conversation I'm having with myself takes longer and seems to be more drawn out, does that make more, or less crazy than the bloke walking down the street mumbling to himself walking his dog that doesn't exist?

Rescued from my Broken Hard Drive... Metaphor?

As unedited as the day it was written.

I mean I could, but I find there is something a little more real about things in their original form..

Butterflies and Roses

fragile in serenity
safe in anonimity
passed over
not forgotten
on paths
so rarely trodden
I found one
and it flew
found the other
its thorns I knew
alluring
in the mystery
the future
part of history
I sat
I waited patiently
left behind
oh so blatantly
the thoughts
of what had happened
left me
all alone and saddened
the beauty
in different poses
I'm chasing
Butterflies and Roses
pots of gold
forever rainbows
coming to terms
with all I wont know
weighed down
withdrew inside me
shut down
dont want your eyes to see
looked around
inside my hall of thoughts
wondered how you could be caught
searching
for the answers
reasons
for missed chances
unexpectedly
I realised
out of nowhere
I theorised
stupid
I have been
not all
is what it seems
worry
now subsided
certain
I was misguided
irony
in my surprise
not the hunter
not the prize
didnt lose
there is no win
inside me
there was no sin
its your turn
try as you might
are you ready
prepared to fight
intriging
my many poses
Iam
Butterflies
Iam
Roses

Scooter Ridiculousness

Yet again my trip to work provides evidence of the ridiculousness that this blog just stamps its feet and rolls around on the ground in a tantrum in an effort to get. Oh the morning bus ride, how fun you always are.

This morning the bus I caught was packed, and I ended up standing right the front of the bus holding on for dear life which isn't always that fun, but looking straight out the front window of the bus in its entirety is a different experience. Now mr scooter man of ridiculousness, is not only ridiculous but also lucky. Lucky not to be dead, as in NOT alive anymore.. I don't know if you've noticed Mr scooter man, but buses are quite big, like bigger than cars and certainly much bigger than your meagre frame of flesh and bone, and your little scooter.. Buses are big, heavy and made of metal which is hard, really really hard.

What happened this morning was this.

The bus pulled up at a T intersection in the leftmost lane turning right. So there is 2 lanes both turning right.

The light goes green the bus pulls out commencing the right turn. Little scooter comes up beside the bus on the right hand side.

Just as the scooter noses in front of the us, ridiculous little scooter man pulls in font of the bus and turns left!!! Bus driver man, hits the brakes and somehow manages to not hit ridiculous little scooter man, and having the vantage point I had during the whole thing I have no idea how ridiculous little scooter man didn't become the ridiculously injured or dead guy formerly known as ridiculous little scooter man.

One thing that made me smile was that once it was realised that we wouldn't be seeing the aftermath of bus vs scooter I immediately looked at the driver, his face was a brilliant combination of, anger, relief, fear, and frustration. Then I realised he was trying to turn the corner, glare at ridiculous little scooter man, and find the button for the horn at the same time which he couldn't because it's one of those horns that has 2 little buttons on the steering wheel, and by the time he found it, it was way to late.


Congratulations, ridiculous little scooter man, I estimate your ridiculousness to be within the range of 9 - 9.9 out of 10

Memories of Ridiculous Conversations

I created
a pro
that procreated
and a con
that concreted
and an un
that uncrated
but then they tried to procreate in a crate that fell and broke on the concrete
it was sad

Being Ridiculously In

So as far as conversations go I just had one, flicked me in the brain with its tiny little rubber band.

After knowing someone for a while, how do you know you have got past that point of casual acquaintance, to the point where you now understand that I'm not insulting you, I' just showering you with the gift of my verbal awkwardness. Really though, you don't just walk up to people after a certain amount of time and go.
"Hey man, you are my friend." do you? How weird would that be if it happened to you..

Anyway it just made me realise how much we rely on assumptions in our fringe relationships. I mean your mates are your mates, and that's awesome cause you hang out all the time, drink together, etc etc. But these fringe people, the ones you see a lot, at work, or in a sports team, or at the RSL or where ever, how do you know what they reckon. Personally I think if they are polite, aren't obviously hoping you will leave them alone soon, and answer any question with more than two word answers, this means that they don't think I'm a giant c0ck head. I might be wrong, but I'm not gonna lose sleep over it.

Random Thought End

Ridiculous S@#T Happens

Now I, like everyone has an opinion on Tony Abbott's Shit Happens video and without getting into it to much, I don't think it deserves as much attention as its getting. To me its obvious that in this case "Sometimes Shit Happens" means - that sometimes despite the best preparations, and even with all the support you could need, bad things happen. That is all.


On another note, does anyone else think if the troops didn't have to babysit politicians, their aids, and other hangers on, they might actually find the guy they are looking for?

Running Ridiculousness

So running has become pretty popular all over the world now hasn't it. No longer is it used solely during sporting endeavours, including the actual sport of running. It's become more than just a means of fleeing, from dangerous animals, dangerous people, dangerous weather, dangerous police. Some would say it's become fun.. Personally I baulk at the suggestion that left foot right foot at a speed greater than a walk is fun, but then I do not, and  am not destined to ever understand everything and everyone.

I see people running everywhere during the course of my day, maybe they are late, maybe they are just in a hurry, maybe, and you can generally tell if you look at their faces, they are making all possible haste to drop the kids off at the pool. My point is lots of people run..

Strangely though during the course of a couple of months walking the same 15 minute walk every day with a friend of mine we discovered something about running. People seem to prefer running on Tuesdays.. I don't know why, but during the course of our walk we would note more runners on Tuesdays, and I'm not talking about old mate running for his bus (that he always missed hahahaha) I'm talking the ones fully decked out to run. Tight little singlet tops, short shorts or tights, invariably the Asics or Mizuno's on the feet just running cause they can.. So we nominated Tuesday as the official (in our little world) Runner Day. So watch out on Tuesdays around Brisbane, as runner day is upon you!

Today I encountered a special type of runner. To be honest it scares me a little bit, and I feel it is my duty to warn people.
The Stealth Runner.. Not only was he running on a Thursday (which isn't runner day so my surprise was amplified) but I heard nothing until I heard his breath in my ear... I was walking down a quiet street, I wasn't wearing headphones listening to music, I was just enjoying the day then Bam!! I heard big sweaty runner breath, it sounded like it came from a place somewhere in between a sigh and a groan, then he ran on in front of me.. I couldn't believe it.. I didn't hear a thing. Adding to my already ample surprise he WAS NOT a small person dressed as a ninja. So watch your backs people, not only are they running on days that aren't runner day.... They may have or be in development of stealth running technologies that could have you filling your undies on your leisurely stroll...

General ridculousness

Why would you want to manage your money with Internet Banking, when you freely admit you "can't use a computer"?

I often wonder why you accelerate as fast as you can only to slam on your brakes 100 metres down the road at the next red light?

I think the next time you walk into a mensroom, with more than 3 occupants, you should start whistling, and see how long it takes for others to start whistling.


I went a got lunch today at my usual cafe, and ordered a Eggs Benedict Panini.. Two young construction boys ordered after me and 1 of them ended up getting my eggs benno panini... I was fairly relaxed at the time and I just figured he ordered the same and I would get his, however I then found out that he ordered a chicken caeser panini...

So wow can someone tell me how one earth chicken caesar, sounds like Eggs Benedict??

Little construction boy, your lack of hearing ability is ridiculous.

I used to think about stuff, a long time ago.

Searching through some ridiculously old clutter in my computer I found some things from times gone by..

I think my brain used to work a lot better than it does now.



Tomorrow may bring brighter sky’s

But then it may still rain

Think about your problems

Try to place the blame

You know it can’t be all your fault

So someone has to pay

The mistake you didn’t learn from

The words you didn’t say

Then you come to realise

You've been so focused on the pain

So many good things have passed you by

Never to be regained

Realise then it is your life

That only you can save

All the heartache, all the pain

Has made you into who you are

Now tell me would you change?

All we can do is try our best

And fill our hearts with faith

That even though the sky is dark

And all you see is rain

The answer is not to just give up

There are always better days.

Bus of Ridiculousness

Going to work provides the opportunity for me to experience people in a heightened state of ridiculousness.
People on public transport, enter into their special place, I don't know what it is but people just don't seem to be all there on the bus. They become totally immersed in their phones, books, hands, papers, laptops. Some just stare at the head of the person in front of them. Personally I like to keep my eye out for the eye rollers, those (mostly) middle aged woman, who just roll their eyes at everything, that guys shoes, that ladies hair, the bus stopping to pick more people up, the bus stopping to let people off, almost everything that occurs on a bus is reason to roll the eyes for these people.

Then you get the angry ones, These guys (mostly) just seem to get pissed off at everything on the bus, like pretty much everything the eye roller rolls her eyes at, this guy gets firey about.

I met a ridiculous angry bus man today on the bus. If you catch a bus from my bus stop during peak time you know there is a high possibility that you will be standing up, and you know that if possible you secure yourself a standing spot where you have two solid hands holding on...

Ridiculous angry man this morning got on the bus in front of me, we stood, me behind him and we both had good spots with the all important two hands holding on. Now old mate started fidgeting a bit, and I got amused. The all of sudden angry decides enough is enough, turns around to me, and starts swearing. Wearing headphones I didn't catch it all, but I heard a few F bombs get dropped. I'm thinking he wants to get past. I turn sideways, which of course basically means shoving your ass in the face of the person sitting down there.
Angry old mate gets past me finally and I'm thinking hes spied a seat up the back he's gunning for. But no, He just sets up behind me and keeps standing up, really?? WTF angry man, what have you just accomplished. You annoyed me, but ultimately gave me something to do this morning in writing this up, you moved from your solid standing spot on the bus to a spot where you could only hold on with one hand, and flapped around like a beached fish, banging into me and others as you did so.

Congratulations angry bus man, your ridiculousness is truly something to behold, I just hope next time its from a distance.

My happy place is randomly ridiculous

First posts are kinda weird I reckon, however most of the time you have a general direction you want to go in because whatever your posting on has a purpose of definitive subject matter. This one really doesn't.

I set this up because I was bored, and my job basically, has me in that state of mind most of the time, it's one of those jobs where you tell people you're having a great day, even though you got out of bed at 6 am still tired after 10 hours sleep, spent half an hour in a packed bus with broken air con, before getting to work flicked your brain on autopilot and went into subconscious hibernation for the next 8 hours.

So yeah life is grand, and I'm in a sharing mood so here we are back to this being the first post and me trying to explain myself, when I probably don't need to, because if I did you probably would have stopped reading after the first paragraph. What will follow, is just random stuff really, anything I see or hear or do, or even think may be shared with anyone who cares to read about it.

I'm not a master of anything, I'm just trying not to feel like a slave.

I'm not addicted to anything, but there are certain things I crave.

eh home time.