And they're off!

Soundtrack to post: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=-3wgX1rkfoU

So the spring racing carnival is almost over and I'm making the sacred trek to Randwick for the final weekend of festivities. I know, I've left it late, but as 'they' say: Better late than never.

There is something that amuses me immensely about the Sport of Kings, maybe because I’m a chronic gambler (I don't seem like it because the better gamblers don't show their cards), or maybe it’s the high drama when the gates blast open and the prancing horses (Ferrari, non?) rush down the home straight for the flashy finish.

I'll level with you, I don't usually win.

In fact I hardly win.

If I recall correctly, my best and only win on a horse year-to-date was Sebring at the Golden Slipper. Surrounded by Rosehill drongos I managed to pull a rabbit out of the hat and pick the horse that won by a nose.

What a sweet victory it was, collecting my moderate winnings paved the way for an enjoyable night, and I hope this Saturday pans out in a similar fashion.

Amongst the glamour, fashion and drunkenness I hope to find something that makes my day, like a man falling off a horse, a streaker on the track, a bookie going bust or perhaps the members passes we have obtained actually give us something to smile about, either way I'll be enjoying my day and soaking up the company that I'm with.

It's one of my oldest friend's 21st birthday, and for all our sakes - I hope one of us cleans house and shouts the first round in the Cross afterwards.

My tip? Don’t bet, the house always wins.

Unless of course, it’s you're house.

Adios

Praise the UV

Soundtrack to post: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=vJt1Gx3Wv_k

Ahhh, UV.

There is something about laying on the beach feeling your body being penetrated by UV rays, its almost erotic in a sense. Well, maybe not.

Summer time in Australia is upon us and this usually means that party season is well under way, the beach is going to be a sardine can and I'll be the admiration of most with my Red Bull beach umbrella.

Now i personally believe that the French do actually get a few things right, such as the 6 week public holiday over the summer for all private firm employees. 6 weeks! Imagine the feeling of every year packing up your desk and moving to the coast for some some binge drinking, joint-smoking, festival attending, party fun.

Why don't we have this in Australia? Because this country is run by boffins for boffins.

Anyway back to the point.

UV. Yes the reason why the South Americans are the most beautiful people on earth.

UV. Yes the reason why i will become a darker than the great man Barack Obama. (Expect me to run in 2016 for the Democrats)

UV. The reason why half of my friends will be covered in a red tinge for half of the summer.

Its almost impossible to hate UV, the warmth of its rays, the parties it enshews. Its the reason why most girls get thier kit off and run around in hot pants and rollerblade down the beach strip in bikinis.

I just love UV. So much that im going outside to bask in all its glory... Now where did i put the sunscreen?

Adios

When times are hard...

Soundtrack to post: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=9rvOxHIvKmg

With the current financial crisis crippling world markets and possibly ousting you from the low-paying sucker job that you hated in the first place, perhaps its time to forget you're worries and look at the advantages of having absurd amounts of free time to pedal?

But of course being dirt-poor and not having enough cash to pay the covercharge at your favourite club are obsticles to enjoyment, so its time to do things on the cheap and I can think of three activities that fit the bill perfectly:

1. Sleep

2. Sex

3. Listen to music

We spend so much time these days thinking about what we need to do, we forget what we want to do... I've named my top 3 wants above - possibly because they go together like a vodka lime & soda.

Of course if you don't have easily attainable sex then you can always listen to music, my personal preference is lounge/chillout/downtempo. If you're iPod is kaput then take a nap, or maybe do as the spanish do and take a siesta and hope things are better when you wake up.

Adios

Make yourself comfortable

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step"

Cliche introductions out of the way, i can now begin.

I would like to welcome you to my blog, my thoughts and bemusement will be encapsulated into this very page so i hope you enjoy the stories, news pieces, interests and items that i come across and present to you here.

Adios