My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

My trip back from Bourke was pretty much an obstacle course. I was weaving in-out of kangaroos which were all over the outback road (mainly because I was coming through at night). I didn't manage to hit any of the kangaroos which are pretty much in plague proportions; however, I did manage to hit the following:

1. two (2) boobook owls which is on the endangered species list;
2. one (1) wedge-tailed eagle which is also on the endangered species list; and
3. one (1) small little darty thing that ran into my tyre - it moved like a cat on speed and was white and black and splotchy.

The amount of endangered species I damn well hit on the way back must make me a one-man environmental demolition squad!

In my defense - those things are pretty stupid not getting the hell out of the way of a fast moving car that actually took the time to slow down for them first. The one bird which I didn't pretty much kill on impact damn well tried to rip my arm to shreds when I stopped to try and help him - so I pretty much just put him to the side of the road as best I could and got the hell out of there while I still had some flesh left on me!

R.I.P the people killed in Iraq - more casualties of the "war on terror"

The Cantebury Bulldogs have been accused of pack-rape of a person in Coffs Harbour. Some have come out and said that they cannot understand how this type of thing can happen in this day and age. Others have come out and said that "discretions" of this nature are "endemic in the game" - which is something I believe. When I was 15 years old I witnessed a group sex session in a hotel pool with a team of footballers and 3 prostitutes - it freaked the hell out of/intrigued me to no end.

A picture was stolen of a Cezzane from a gallery here in Australia. On inspection an "expert" has said:

"Three outstanding discrepancies also existed including that the child in the picture has the wrong style of haircut, the window is sash-style – a type not allowed to be built at that time in France – and Cezanne was unlikely to have owned a high chair such as the one pictured" (Mr Sourgnes an "expert in art" - whatever the hell that is supposed to mean cited at http://www.heraldsun.news.com.au/)

Either he is an "expert" and knows what he is talking about - or he's in cahoots with the thief - either way it's intriguing as to the what truth of the matter is.

Bloody McLeods Daughters! It will be the death of my sanity for sure!