Lets Party Shall We?

One of my office mates threw a party for his young wife yesterday, to celebrate her new promotion as manager. I came quite late after spending eternity trying to get parking in the area. It was the weekend and office mate's house was right in the city, where parking near impossible. When i got there, the front door was wide open so i casually walked in where i was greeted by office mate and a warm peck by his teenage looking wife. She looks 20 although my friend tells me she 27. Some chicks look really young i've noticed, barely legal. But for now, i'm into more matured ladies. Looking around me I found that a room full of people i hardly know. Some of them work with me, but another 70% i don't recognize. Must be teenage wife's friends i reckon.

Office mate did quite a job in organizing everything. Right down to the fine selection wines servered. Pity i don't drink, but the food was of exceptional quality and confensated me well for not being able to drink. So I grabbed a pine tart and a glass of fruit water to drink before i joined in talking with the software manager who was discussing the finer points of his next holidays to australia. The sheila's are finner down there according to manager. I wouldn't know, the last i was in aussie was during a connecting flight at the airport in a room full of kiwis on transit. I remembered the security being really tight and that i had to take of my shoes going through the metal detector. A lady on my flight got body searched as one of the officers noticed her adjusting her heavy bra and thought she was hiding something. I mean for god's sakes ....

Then suddenly i felt a soft nudge on my arm and it turned to see office mate who wanted me over where he stood with the wife to introduce me to a friend of theirs who lived near where i now live. To my delight, the introduction was to this cute chick who I had been eyeing on since the beginning of the evening. She was a brunette dressed in a body hugging sleeveless top with a large opening showing off her fine cleavage. She had on thin cream coloured pants that showed her rear bum that came off the g-string she wore that nite. Sweet as. She was an aussie but had lived here for the last 6 years. The fact that she was older didn't seemto matter as her tanned skin glowed radiantly like the hot chicks you see on adam n eve softp0rn flicks, that u can't believe would get down with getting naked on camera. She looked hot and lived just a couple km away from my place. And we were having such a fantastic first conversation -- I was putting on all my charms and everything -- until the following topic came up:

fade : so how do u know office mate?

hot chick : we worked together for a year in a company downtown a couple of years ago.

fade : Oh, so that company from his last job? The one that deals with telephones?

hot chick : Oh, no the company after that. They dealt with accounting software for electric companies.

fade : Oh, ok.

hot chick : but we stayed in contact .... and my husband is good friend of his as well...

fade : [crap]

Just then, the actual husband showed up. I was obviously too flustered to hear anything else he said after that and slowly excused myself away. Is it ironic? Don't you think?

What do you think of my chat up line below?
I have seen some beautiful things in this world. Mountain tops with snow, rainfall landing on a lake. I've seen rainbows come and go, after a long cool rain. Many of orange sunsets, from a window seat of an antique train. A waterfall in a clear lake, the vines growing at their delight. Never knowing the difference, Between the dark and night. Footsteps in the sand, I have made a few. Of all the earth's beautiful things, None have a beauty such as YOU.

God's Work

Steve 'The Croc Hunter Irwin' R.I.P 1962-2006

He was probably the best known OZzie of our time, and a personal favourite of mine I'd have to say. Seen by milions across the world and recognized by just about every kid on the planet, his credentials and assosiation with wild animals must have left a lasting impression of him on all of us. His delicate handling of animals and the way he speaks to them in thick Ozzie accent, was what my Saturday afternoons were all about. Me and probably a couple of million other people.

Steve was idolized by kids and grownups alike for his passion for wild animals and his sureal approach in caring for them as if they were humans with needs and emotions. We would all remember him as the OZzie bloke, who in his cream khakhi coloured pants and short sleeved shirt, would wrestle crocs and hold up snakes while talking to them as if they were mates having a crack over a barbie. Hes taught us that if we handled animals with pride and habitual love, we could comfortably coexist with them and make ours a better world to live in. He believed in this. He lived by it. He also died by it, it seemed.

Steve .... thank you for appearing in my living room every saturday afternoon at 4, and showing me that animals are indeed precious creatures that should be treated with love and respect. The same way you would another human being. Thank you for making me a better person. You are indeed the lucky few, who've been immortalized by the work that you've done and the footprints that you've left behind. Now that you're gone, your work and conservation for animals live on through your family and friends. If not through the millions of people on the planet, to whom you have taught and touched every saturday afternoon.

Steve Irwin died of a heart attack yesterday, after he was stung by a stingray off the coast of Queensland while filming an underwater documentary. It is said that this was probably only the 4th recorded death caused by a stingray. You'd have to be stung at exactly the right spot on the chest, like Irwin was to have caused a mucsle spasm which led to the heart attack. What are the chances of that happening? For a guy thats handled hundreds of crocodiles, snakes and other poisonous relics, to have lost it to a stingray was most definately god's work.