I have kept a track of your posts re The Budgie and other matters. Maria did the correct thing in getting rid of that puny excuse for a hubby. Well done her.

I believe that you and KJ are great multi-taskers. However, my dear, why not make a little Me Time? (ignore the repugnant title). Perhaps get to your video shop, borrow and watch ‘The Wedding Singer’. Not ‘The Wedding Planner’.

On the controversial matter of payment for comment, wishful thinking.

Mate, we blog for free for the wonderful KJ. Can I suggest that, on the way home from the video store, you pop your poverty-stricken self into Cash Converters? They pay better than The Budgie!

The Rev Kev, you asked: Don’t these people ever learn? NO. Check out how many $ your Minister for the Environment spent on carbon spewing air travel in the last cuppla months.

I have much more to say but Yogi – my burrowing, sniffing, Attention Deficit Disordered Jack Russell – is overdue for the BIG PARK. Will check in later.

This is what happens when your husband goes away.

Besides that I’ve been watching what I had thought was the building of simple a bomb shelter next door turn into a three-storey house with a bank of windows that point directly into my bathroom.

Strange food and people being stabbed on the street is one thing but having people watch me shave is another.

Dear Greek and loving it – it is true. The amount of porn spam that comes my way is incredible. So much so, I’m going to invite retiring Federal Police Commissioner Keelty to come around and put a filth firewall on my computer as a farewell gesture.
Re lesbians adventuring in ashrams: Oooh ah OOOM. KJ.

http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/05/15/2571311.htm

KJ Reports:

He’s got a beak,
And feathers and things….
But Edward The Emu
Ain’t had NO flings…..

Read comments.

I have identified the Enemy Within – It Is Me.

In his Budgie Reply Speech, Malcolm T was talking about having something called an Independent Commission Of Sustainable Finance and a Parliamentary Budget Office.

And what are these supposed to do? Offer Governments fearless financial advice, give fearless help with projections and also do something fearless with fiscal models.

I thought that was the job of fearless public servants in The Treasury.

Back to the telly…….

I hope a bidding war won’t break out but I’d like to offer 50 cents for Lars’ half a bottle of paraboiled linseed oil.

Lubrication is important in many areas of my life.

The Lonely Scholar…..I suspect Lars is more into old-fashioned, planet-saving bartering than cut throat capitalism.
So…..for the paraboiled linseed oil which I HAVE to have…..I will give Lars a quarter-filled old 50g jar of Olay Total Effects: 7-IN-1 Anti-Ageing Night Cream. Undamaged screw top. KJ.

Does this mean Scotty’s going to pay us for blog entries?

Is everyone in here headed for Cash for Comment?

I hope so – this blogging is hard on the supplies.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying myself. A little like the the old days when I was in media to brainwash people and not just to make money.

However, I need the money.

Greek and loving it,
This is provocative stuff, particularly in the current cyber climate. I have just been briefed that a major cyber scandal is about to break in the media – bonk for blog. KJ.

Go back to office and phone the Super Dean: We talk about the Budgie and other real estate matters.

I get off the phone and as I get in the lift to go and get a coffee I imagine that the Dean and I are at a conference and somehow have got lost in a giant studio where the seating is VERY comfortable.

I get back to the office and get an email from a visiting scholar to my tutorial group:

Is there any of you that have use for half a bottle of paraboiled linseed oil? I have been using it to oil my shinai (bamboo swords for kendo) and since there’s only five weeks left of my Oz experience, I wont be using it any more and I surely won’t be taking it back to Sweden. So, you have use for it, let me know.
Lars.

Must go – students to avoid.

Dear Lonely Scholar,
Can you get Lars’ left over paraboiled linseed oil for me please? You’ve NO idea how much I spend on massage – and other aromatherapy oils – particularly during nervy episodes. AND….just between you and me…. my aromatherapy bill also goes through the roof during what I will term my PASSIONATE times. Yee Hee! KJ.

This Budgie is like my Uncle George who passed away on the toilet, a case of over-topolous.

The man had arms like a gorilla, his fingers, eggplants, his torso, long…. almost feminine in its grace but down below it was? – VERY short down below.

Uncle George had a lot of trouble with getting the right size bicycle frame PLUS public outdoor fish cleaning tables were a nightmare for him.

When you are mismatched like him life can be very difficult for you and your family.

Anyway, I think of Uncle George when I think of this Budgie mess.

Beam me up Rev Kev, Swannie and Scotty…..but where is the announcement that international students will be given jobs ON AIR at the ABC? I feel cheated.

Dear Greek and loving it,
The spectacle of poor Uncle George UNDER the public fish cleaning table is enough to make ANY feeling person weep. *I am scheduled to meet Scotty MD tomorrow to discuss MY career path. I will bring up the fact that YOU feel cheated if time permits. KJ.

Because of you (and all your other fossils) I have decided to make even MORE of myself.

2010 (or any academic year up to 2035) will see me enrolled again in Uni (Note: I don’t qualify for mature-age entry).

This time, it’s a Political Science degree, then a Masters, then a Doctorate, then Lecturing, then Senior Lecturing, THEN Budgie Chair Professorship….

I am a multi-tasking chick, so all this will not interfere with my night clubbing.

I declare THIS Budgie the WE KNOW, WE KNOW Budgie. As Swannie told us FOUR times in the first coupla pars of his Budgie Speech.

Dear Fanny,
The fossils are all excited for you – JUST as excited as a zany ‘Time Team’ trench digger stumbling on (right at the last minute) a Roman Loving Cup in Bournemouth. KJ.