Arty Farty Pantaloons!

Part II of my journey through art was complete last night when Peter and I returned to The Arthouse hotel.

I arrived slightly early, so I grabbed a pint of golden nectar and found myself a seat. Moments later Peter has arrived and we were talking crap when the model got up on the podium and derobed. Unfortunately, while she wasn't attractive, she was rather unflattering for my liking. Her nipples were large, the aereola was pale and blended into her skin tones too much. Where as I like a defined nipple and contrasting colour. Her body was a bit flabby, nothing to complain about there as I like women with meat on them, but the shape was unflattering. In fact, it was almost boyish, with bumps in the wrong places. I decided to have a go, when Peter said he'd rather go to the toilet now than later.

Arty farty pants

Having been mates with Jack and his brother Peter for a couple of years now I have been able to hang around some artistically talented people. Besides music, I also draw. Much like my nephew Andre, who draws when he's not playing video games I too drew all the time when I was a child.

Movie time

As most people that know me know well enough that I barely watch television, and I barely go to the cinema to watch a movie. Movies aren't something that provide much satisfaction to me. I'd rather be doing something else, read a book maybe based on the film. During a film I will constantly sit there wondering about other things. My mind is never really there, or here if you happen to be reading this while watching a movie.

When you lose it all

Having been close to losing it all, I know the feeling well. It's a familiar feeling to me, as I usually go through life in the typical up and down nature of a rollercoaster. We all suffer from ups and downs, that's pretty much a fact, a fact of life in fact. But what happens when you really lose something. Especially when it's something you can't get back.

World of Goo

I'm not a massive gamer. I use to be. I'd spend one day a month at LAN parties around Sydney. I become so involved, that at some stage became an admin there. Then LAN parties died. Though I met a friend who administrated his own LAN party. That worked for a few years, but sadly there were only a handful of people to help. Really we only needed one ogranised person to do it all, but that one person has to have time to organise venues, food, gear, and probably some helpers for the day.

Death

I was never experienced with death... who is?. My father died when I was just 13 months old. Since then I was never really exposed to such immediate loses. That is until my brother died a couple of years ago. Surprisingly it didn't phase me as much as I expected. My brother was also like a father to me. He was the man of the house when my father died and he helped out a lot. So when he died, I in fact lost more then just a brother. I lost a father too.... again. To put some salt into the wounds, my mother passed away not long after. Her death has affected me in a similar way. Though what I've found is it's doubled in effect.