20 Jun 2010 10:19 PM

I can't see anything in the following request as being in any way
wrong - irregular at most - but let's bounce it anyway.
I've long been searching for various DVD's, but there are 2 of
such rarity, they never come to light, & I would like to ask if any
of you good folk would have them, or suggest a source, to buy
or obtain a copy - this, if not seen as incorrect, could be a great source
of exchange, if no $ passes hands, which should thus not
contradict any rules - if it does, I guess this blog will be zapped.

Anyway - we can only learn by trying - the 2 titles are:
"What the Deaf man Heard"            Matthew Modine
"Alfred the Great"                            David Hemmings
if you haven't seen them - find them (well deaf Man at least!)
any leads appreciated, & happy to return the favour if I can help
someone in a similar quandry - but though it's not a real hassle here,
the Stateside folk need a Universal DVD player for stuff from Oz., though
I'd love to introduce y'all to "They're a Weird Mob" - & no, it doesn't star Cuz!

let me know what you think - shall slap into Discussions too!

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5 Jun 2010 9:24 PM

Once upon a time there were 5 chainsaws:
Adolf - the big Dolmar 9000 - a brute, who loved to throw his weight around.
Kurt - his little brother, a Dolmar 916 - younger, prettier with flasher features,
            the darling of the bunch.
Saw Long - the 62cc Chinese "get what you pay for" member of the stable.
Then there was Rippa San - the little Japanese Echo, smallest & oldest saw.
Almost forgot - Kaiser - the BIG Stihl 090 - the largest saw that Stihl ever made,
        & unused - a saw made for the forests of Washington State.

As they sat together on the garage floor each night, Adolf would always start his taunts - "Vot I don't undershtandt iz vy Oth has uzzer saws like you tadpoles
ven I can do all ze verk he vants! - Ya - maybe leedle Kurtie, you could shtay -
you too ist ein Dolmar - but you uzzer 2  - go avay!"
Kurt, enjoying in his big brothers confidence, would add
"Ya, Addie, yust zo  - vot use zeese leedle saws ven I can back up you, yah?"
Saw Long could only work down the pecking order -
" ahh soo, rittle slanted exhaust piece of lancid lice - it be good you lack off -
    light now! You onleee good for rooking a museum piece - you too old -
    away you get & rickety sprit!
Poor little Rippa - he was the smallest, yes, & also the oldest, but with age comes wisdom (sometimes) - his surname must have been Miyagi, for he kept his own counsel against all these taunts.

Today dawned bright & clear - not warm - it is winter, so a perfect day for cutting firewood.  All four in the ute - a sizeable tree had fallen - time to work!
As Adolf was started he called "Just vatch zis lil brodder - and you other two  -
See  how a man gets ze job done!" Biting into the tree, true to his word, it was attacked with vigour, until  - oh oh, 2/3rds through, the weight of the log caused the top of the cut to close, & as Adolf wasn't watching, his bar was mercilessly pinned as  a ton of tree enclosed him.
Kurt jumped to the rescue - well he planned to, but his flash carburettor was too temperamental for an emergency start, flooded & was rendered as useful as tits on a bull.
Seeing his chance to big-note himself with the Prussians, Saw Long hissed to Echo "now Grasshopper - which  all you good for -
                  see how we Chinee get thing fixed!"
And with a rattle & a roar he leapt into action , but one too many rattles caused the plugs holding the safety stop to fall out , rendering him dangerous & pointless.      "So solee, mae in Hong Kong!"

"Now then, lil Echo - it's up to you", whispered Oth, & 4 pulls later, with a little hesitancy, Echo growled into life - not spitting, clawing nor ripping, just steady & ready - & effortlessly cut through the log freeing an ashened faced Adolf, & leaving a bemused trio wondering how their pompous world had been turned upside down.

Thus Rippa had the joy of seeing the others watch him cut up the whole tree whilst they just shuffled, flushing ...

And why, dear reader do you ask "Well what about Kaiser?"
He's only there so Oth can say his is BIGGER than everyone else's!!
                              (better pic in profile - "more photo's")

It is sad to report that, on the journey home, Oth spotted a countless mob of kangaroos  - well he tried to count them, got to around 40 & lost count -
but sped off at road speed across a paddock to head them off,
& in the ensuing bumpy ride, Rippa was tossed off, suffering nasty wounds,
not fatal, but serious  -  The others shall be designated nurse maids.
Unless, of course, I find it was Adolf that pushed him off as we were bouncing!!

ps - the next day Saw Long was not to be found - he had fallen off too -
ute too full & saws on top - right at our gateway! -
lain there all night till I found his inert form next morning -
at least 4 vehicles had driven past - boy, does he understand rejection!

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6 Apr 2010 9:38 AM

Not this old farmer, but I agree, & worth sharing .......

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong. 

Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.

Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.

Words that soak into your ears are whispered....not yelled.

Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.

Forgive your enemies; it messes up their heads.

Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.

It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge.

You cannot unsay a cruel word.

Every path has a few puddles.

When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty..

The best sermons are lived, not preached.

Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway.

Don't judge folks by their relatives.

Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

Live a good, honourable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.

Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't bothering you none.

Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.

Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.

The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with watches you from the mirror every mornin'.

Always drink upstream from the herd.

Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.

Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in.

If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around..

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. 

Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he'll just kill you.

And, (see photo)

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1 Apr 2010 11:10 PM

A man is driving along a highway and sees a rabbit jump out
across the middle of the road. 
He swerves to avoid hitting it, but unfortunately
the rabbit jumps right in front of the car.
The driver, a sensitive man as well as an animal lover,
pulls over and gets out to see
what has become of the rabbit.
Much to his dismay, the rabbit is the Easter Bunny, and he is DEAD .

The driver feels so awful  that he begins to cry.
A beautiful blonde woman driving down the highway
sees the man crying on the side of the road and pulls over.
She steps out of the car and asks the man
"What's wrong?."
"I feel terrible," he explains,

"I accidentally hit the Easter Bunny with my car and KILLED HIM."
The blonde says, "Don't worry."
She runs to her car and pulls out a spray can.

She walks over to the limp, dead  Easter Bunny ,
bends down, and sprays the contents onto him.

The  Easter Bunny  jumps up, waves its paw at the two of them
and hops off down the road.
Ten feet away he stops, turns around and waves again,
he hops down the road another 10 feet, turns and waves,
hops another ten feet,  turns and waves,
and repeats this again and again and again
until he hops out of sight.

The man is naturally astonished.
He runs over to the woman and demands,
"What is in that can?
What did you spray on the Easter Bunny?"

The woman turns the can around so that the man can read the label.

It says........
          "Hair Spray
                      Restores life to dead hair,
                                  and adds permanent wave."



                                                            Happy Easter!!!

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19 Feb 2010 11:06 PM

My first ever post ended up in here twice - I've somehow done it agin! - how,
I know not, so as I don't wish it to be my last, I am experimenting, by overwriting one, hoping it does not delete the other. This will explain why the comments
from Old John & Gabaid (thank you both)  seem out of context -
they belong to the "What goes where" blog (previous)
So - a blank sheet & what to pen?
Where did I find the bear illustrated?
Well one of the things I hate is city driving, but Mrs Oth's has been under a cloud
lately, since a collapse some 18 months ago local GP diagnosis - MS, Lupus or a
stroke. Many specialists (&, of course $'s later) with no clear diagnosis, my boss
(whose wife has MS) suggested an appointment with her specialist - who travels
to the States & Canada to lecture - so she must know something!
Naturally, her room (she doesn't need "rooms" - not pretentious at all) is found
in Liverpool Hospital, far enough into Sydney to give me the heebie-jeebies, but
nothing to be done but go! This was the 2nd trip, with 2 overnights to perform
2 tests - naturally called something I couldn't translate, but essentially an
ultrasound & xray of the heart, then, day 2, radioactive dye to trace brain function

So - it appears nah - you don't wanna know - blogs need to be happy - the bear!

He was sitting with a friend on the shop's lounge, unpriced - so I asked
"how much?" - "Well he's (why are bears always male?) been there a long time,
he was $50 - but what about $5?" Nearly ripped my pocket open getting my
wallet out! getting him back to the motel was a chore - weighs about 15kgs,
is awkward, & I had also found a DVD shop (extra parcels)!!

But he's here & waiting - & like train sets - 'here we go I'll show you how it works, but you're too young -"grandad, I'm 35!" to touch it -
35 eh? - well, maybe next year'

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