I’ve got quite a long drive to work each morning, and although it’s quite a pretty drive, I do it twice a day five days a week… so it has somewhat lost its appeal. I also cannot stand commercial radio, AM radio puts me to sleep and since Robbie Buck left Triple J I can’t be bothered listening to what I can only describe as two bitchy queens that replaced the old morning show. Oh, and my four month old daughter has taken my iPod. No, I’m not kidding.

So I try to occupy the silence by making noises in my head, or as some may prefer, thinking about crap.

The first was a blog title for this particular blog. Here’s one I was proud of: “Utilising unassigned runtime in one’s head.” Nerdy, yet concise.

One of my favourite standbys is making anagrams out of car names - something I might say is rather difficult in bumper-to-bumper traffic at 110km/hr. Car makers must hire people to name their cars in such a way as to make anagrams very difficult as well. Try making a decent one out of Holden Zafira (and don’t use a web generator…) And Hail Froze is the best one I came up with.

Commodore is surpisingly difficult. The best I came up with is commode or… as in, like a question about a toilet.

Speaking of toilets, I also like to think of the origins of words. Such as ‘gazunder.’ Now I assume it’s kind of a slang word eg The gazunder “goes under” the bed pron. goz-under. But then I wonder if that is just an explaination that stupid people came up with and it really has a more meaningful… meaning. Probably not.

Another one is inventing comnversations with famour historical figures. This morning I had a chat with JFK. It wasn’t that interesting.

So - either I’ve just given you a bunch of ideas on how to occupy yourself when bored or you think I’m a raving lunatic. Either way, I’m fine with it.

Atkinson. Idiot. Truly. Rann… even bigger idiot for allowing the fool anywhere near government or law.

I’m not prone to defining peoples political views (short of saying “what a dickhead”) however ‘fascist’ is about the only thing that springs to mind when the name Atkinson comes up. Why doesn’t he just make his mantra:

“Let’s make it illegal for anyone to do anything I don’t like.”

I wish he’d stop trying to push his right wing christian views on the rest of the world and let us live in peace.

Edit: My original post was somewhat more… personal, however I’ve censored myself in the spirit of the modern climate.

Bethesda planning an Elder Scrolls MMO? This may be bad news for me, reason being… yeah I kinda like the Elder Scrolls series.

I originally bought ES3, Morrowind, and played it to death. I then lost my copy… so I bought it again with all the expansion packs. And played it to death. I then bought ES4, Oblivion, for the PC… and played it to death (completed it twice in fact, with 90% of the side missions.) I then played ES3 again… and finished it… and the expansion packs. I then played Es4 again on the XBox 360… and finished it. I’m still playing ES4 to try and finish all the classes and side missions. Next I’ll probably play each race.

This is really bad news for me. I don’t have time for this Bethesda! Seriously, how could you do this to me? Don’t you know I have a kid, a house and a job? YOU BASTARDS!?

Sigh.

EDS hiring people who don’t know what they’re doing? Wow. Show me as shocked and stunned.

At least they seem to have moved beyond “Hmm, we’ve tendered for a big contract and got it… now I guess we’d better, like, hire people to do the work. Ooo! I know, lets hire the guys who had it before we nicked it, pay them more money than they were getting before… but not hire the meanies who said we couldn’t do it.”

The “meanies” basically being the people who actually knew what they were doing. Who got the job back again six months later after the poached staff were all trashed. Ah, history is an amusing thing.

I’m glad dogs are applying themselves and moving on to further education also.

A bunch of men in tight fitting clothing sit around an outdoor cafe table sipping lattes. Their couture is all matching and they’ve accessorised, watches, shoes the whole chibang. Their sunglasses are of the best brands and latest design. They are all muscular and look quite fit…

Are they a bunch of gay men meeting for breakfast?

No. They’re cycling enthusiasts. The Tour Down Under is back in town. Cafes throughout Adelaide rub their hands in glee. I drive past three cafes that are open in the morning on my way to work - they all had cycling enthusiasts sitting around tables outside. And that’s in Adelaide. The race is out in Gawler today. Yuh.

I swear to God, the only reason these guys buy bikes and annoy the living shit out of me on the road is so they can play out their man-love fantasies in public. C’mon guys, those outfits leave nothing to the imagination and lets face it - if you didn’t have a bike sitting next to you, would you really feel confident wearing those pants in public?

I also find it amusing how many extra bikes are around when ‘Le Tour’ is in town… I’m sure there are many, erm… enthusiasts… out there who genuinely ride their bikes to be fit and because they enjoy the sport, but there are a hell of a lot more that only pull the bike out of the shed (or is it bedroom?) in January each year.