Foreign Food for Chumps

Today I drove past a sign that said 'Indian Food, $7.00'... Which lead to me thinking, "could this work for countries of... limited... food supply?"

Well, I ran the idea past my girlfriend and she laughed and told me I should make it into a comic.

So that is just what I did!



I feel I should put this on my list of "Potential-Get-Rich-Quick-Schemes", but I am wary of the costs of setting up a booth and the prospect of word travelling around that I don't actually sell anything...

While we're on the subject of food, this week I've decided that I am going to clean up my eating habits (at least until Christmas). I went to a fresh-produce market and bought myself a whole buttload of fruit and vegies before visiting a butcher and getting some cheap meat. I also got myself a juicer so I could replace my abundant intake of fizz with something juicier and somewhat more nutritional.

So far, I'm feeling good. It's too early for the health benefits to kick in, but the fact that I am actually doing it seems to have given me some kind of boost on its own. If you're wallowing a sea of poor nutrition and boredom, I would recommend you try it out too, if only just so you can tell me I'm wrong!

Your Sweetheart is not a Condiment!

I was thinking, as I often do throughout the day, and I came upon the realisation that every time I see my lovely, wonderful, amazing, significant other, I call her something stupid.

Nothing TOO stupid mind you, and nothing that anyone would normally pick up on. However, when you put it down on paper (or in this case, photoshop) you realise just how stupid it actually is.


And of course this is only enhanced with the addition of pretty colours.

Which brings me to my next point- why bother being original? Do girls get a kick out of a syllable they haven't heard before added in reference to their name? Is it really better to do something differently just for the sake of being different?



A chicken crossing a road to get to the other side accomplishes the same goal as a chicken crossing the road for any other reason. Right? (Although, for some hilarious variations to that chickens reasoning, see here)

I guess what it comes down to, for me at least, is do I want to be thoughtful, or efficient.

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How romantic is efficiency?

Missing!

While driving to vote a couple of days ago, my [wonderful, amazing, fantastic, beautiful] girlfriend pointed out a "Missing Bird" sign attached to a street pole.

Now, what are the chances that bird has of coming home? Better yet, what are the chances of anyone who see's the bird being able to catch it? Birds are slightly more mobile than your average pet and is also a lot more likely to blend in with other birds (of which there are plenty).

So this got us to thinking, what other animals, once lost, are almost certainly gone for good? Rats, mice, snakes, ant farms…

Oh and don't forget fish!


I hope the lady (or man) from the pole finds their bird, but unfortunately, I just don't see it happening.

Live in Peace brave bird! L.I.P!

Creating a Romancemobile

So today I decorated my girlfriends car. She is off camping with her family so I figured I would take her absence (and the current possession of her keys) as an opportunity to do something nice.

So I went to the local Coles supermarket and stocked up on supplies (Interesting sidetone: Coles party and decorations section is a big let down). I also stocked up on Caramel Crowns, arguably the most delicious chocolate cookies in the Arnotts range.

First step, I had to make a banner, the letters with coloured paper on backing of different coloured paper. I quickly came to realise that my cutting out skills had taken a backwards step since Primary School, but I got it done and strung it up.



I then went on to fill 10 balloons with 10 handwritten messages about why I missed her and blew them up. I strung them together and tied them to her rear-view-mirror.



Heart meltingly romantic? Well just wait, I'm not done yet!

I also ran a length of string from the rear view mirror to each of the back seat handles and (with the help of a hole punch, red paper and some love-heart shaped post-its) made a little line of love hearts on red backing.




I used the rest of the love-heart post-its to decorate the area behind her back seats and TA-DAA! Instant decorated car.


So now I just have to wait for her to get back…