Thursday, 26 February 2009

I'll give you a stimulus package

I'll start this off with a picture of some beer I saw the other day. I'm sorely disappointed at the lack of rafting this summer. We'll have to fix that problem very soon. I didn't buy any of this because it was $33 for a six pack and it looks like it'd taste like all other expensive Euro beer.... shit. Good label though. I just noticed it say's there is whisky in it. French whisky. Of course there is, what self respecting raftman doesn't mix whiskey in his beer.

Okay onto the softbrawl. This year's game was a little different to every other year. Half the crew were in Sydney for the Bondi Bowl-a-rama and Beard-o-rama. Tim didn't have enough fun tickets to go to Sydney but he was repping the T that Al asked me to draw anyway. Please note Al's use of puffy ink. Good thinking Al.

Jim bought his ghetto balster. Him and some of the other dadolescents bought their children too. There was less tears this year and way more smiles. They're all growning up quick. They'll be old enough to play soon. Infact if Jim and Bec keep going the way they are they'll have their own team in about 6 years.

This is what life in the outfield looked like

I was looking for shade to keep my beer cool then i noticed this magic shadow that followed me where ever I went so I made good use of it.

For some reason we did team photos half way through the game. Here's us, the Westside Kings. Who comes up with these names. Westside versus Eastside??? Please. We all basically live in the same area. I wanted it to be the Biggies versus the Tupacs but Sebastian is racist so we weren't allowed to use those names.

Here's the Eastside..... I cant remember what they were. Queens maybe? Going by this picture it looks like they all from the Eastside sign language school.

Here's a picture of Matt, the winning captain, trying to squash Lily's bike

It wasn't working so Ella and Kai had a go on it. I think this is the bike that Jim told me he'd spent $600 on.

This is the post match team photo of the winning side. It was actually a draw and they won in the extra innings despite James' best efforts at wildly throwing the ball into the outfield for no reason and letting two of our runners get home. In his defence I think he hit 4 or 5 home runs so it all balances out. James is good at smacking the crap out things, carefully guiding them to a prescribed target... not so much.

Along with making her bike into a cross between a '63 Chevy Impala and something the Mods were riding in Quadrophenia, Jim has also been teaching Lily how to do graffiti. Last year it was break dancing, this year its graff. Next year she'll be racking paint and doing top to bottom whole cars.

This bag was originally my mask of shame for the post match team photo. I didn't bother getting anyone to take a picture of that with my camera. Lily decided to add a few improvements.


Hilarious bike - check.
Bag on head - check.
Austin up front to do the pedalling - check.
Potato chips for energy - check.
Lets fucking roll.

Here is Anibal being sports dad with his soccerball and Kai taking a screamer over his shoulders and Austin doing some kind of wrestling move that I dont know about.

Mavie is not allowed to play because he's too argumentative or noisy or something. This is Lily tagging his new tshirt. Nice work Lily, you'll be all city before you know it.

We thought the hole in the bottom of this tree was probably inhabited by possums. On such a hot day we thought they'd appreciate a good cool down. Ice to see you.

Jim's girls thought we were trying to hurt the "squirrels" so we had to move the ice. Jim, on the list of things you need to teach your children (apart from how to break into the Hurstbridge rail yards and which Wu Tang albums to avoid) there's no squirrels in Australia and ice Australia. If there is anything else you need to know about Australia or raising children just ask, I'm your guy.

We filled the bin. What an achievement. I can go home satisfied now. Maybe call the folks, give them the good news.

Me and Mavie saw this fold up steed on the way home. It is pretty small, not small enough to be anymore convenient than a normal bike though. I mean its still chained to a pole out side. What's the point?

Okay I'm tired. Wait one more photo. Possibly the best photo in the history of imagery. It's a photo of a photo so you'll just have to take my word on how good the original looks stuck up on Dave's fridge door with a magnet.

I give you Dave Snow's dad dressed as Dame Edna Everidge, hanging out with Dame Edna Everidge. I'm speechless

Sunday, 22 February 2009

Mushroom Cup's new puppy

Cathy Mushroom Cup has a new puppy called Miro. He's as small as a shoe and friendlier than thirsty drunk girl with no money.

Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Is the pay packet half empty or half full?

Left over photos from summer, prior to the temperature getting too hot to go outside and half the state burning down

Anyone need a gardener?

Turn's out he is really good at laying bricks too. I payed Mavie to fix the fence that I destroyed whilst trying to jump start my bike a few months ago. Turns out smashing it into a wall doesn't really help to get the engine running. Who knew? He did an amazing job and saved me a fortune AND to top it all off got really sun burnt because his head is so big that Tshirts don't fit over it anymore.

Swedish bikie gangs are no where near as intimidating as our ones

We went to the zoo. First time I've been there since i was a kid.

100+ year old turtles.... not the blonde one though

When we were in the aviary 2 birds swooped Helen, then later this guy jumped off the fence at her. They just let him wander around trying to hook up with girls all day.

I didn't get to see the seals which was the main reason I went. Thats because they are building them a new enclosure which, for some reason, has a huge Oregon style skate park in it?

Poppy's babushka's in Scotty's nutcracker

Mixa and Benny at their dress up party. Benny is the angry neighbour. I forgot what Mixa was meant to be but he looks pretty special in the pink shirt.

Mixa's new pad rules. Palm trees and a mini ramp. I didn't even bother going inside

New Year's Eve

Silent Yeff got a pigeon in his pit, then Nikeem laughed a little bit while Emilie tried to lick her.....?

I showed this photo of Scotty trying to get into Keifer Sutherland's sleeping position in The Lostboys, to Nikeem and he asked me how the hell he got up there.

This photo of the Nick Kilderry pro model step ladder seemed to clear things up for him though.

James bought this white sauce from Japan to Cam's BBQ. It's either gayonaise or brogurt, I cant remember which.

I drew up this dogtown tribute logo for him to get tattooed, he wasn't too interested though.

What's uff?

Hunter S. Gourlay

Some one was having a shocker

Due to her Viking heritage, Helen is awesome at rowing

Jo freaked out when she found this little lizard so I took care of him. Not in the Mafia way, just in the take him outside and put him out of reach of the cat way.

Beard-o-rama sneak preview

Cheese's birthday at Yellowbird. He bought a huge round of Tip Rats costing about $160 then tried to pick them all up at once and surprisingly dropped a few...along with his pants

The pants dropping was contagious

James is immune though.

Angie sent me these photos of the Stussy store in Chadstone, the fashion capital. These are Tshirts that I designed for them in their own display. Weird. They're retailling for $100 each. Weirder. Economic crisis be damned. Oh speaking of which I got half retrenched so if any one needs some freelance illustration done I'll have lots of spare time to it. Seriously I'm your guy. Please...