I just remembered tonight how much I love a full moon - and not for the tales of warewolves or hallway tragedies, but just for the way it lights up the sky and the ground. In a perfect world I would have been up the beach tonight, looking out at the sea with the sand in between my toes. Instead I was sitting at home, bored, and cleaning my room. Now before you all claim this is another sad-panda post this story has a positive spin. Like Dhani once said, things for me always seem to break even. No matter what happens things even out. So while I was cleaning off inches of dust from the shelves at the back of my room I discovered something I wasn't expecting. As pitiful as it sounds, there was half a used cigar hidden away behind blank cassettes and foot-rot flat comics. Now this wasn't just a cheap shit 5-Star cigar, this was one of those fine arsed cigars from our Cuban buddies at Burpengary. Hardly touched, this big brown cancer stick was to provide a lovely end to the evening.
So I ended up grabbing the cigar, a beer, and the deck chair, and sitting myself out under the patio to dig my toes into the grass, and light it up under the full moon. Kellogs really are right - the simple things in life are often the best. This post will sound quite out of the ordinary for everyone else, but god damn it was sooo relaxing just to sit out in the cool breeze with a giant fuck-off cuban and a cold beer. It was 1:30 in the morning and I didn't even mind that I was missing the first half of Letterman. ahhh, twas just lovely.....
While spending the night at home, cleaning up, I stumbled across something else, and it reads as follows:
I don't have a kangaroo for a pet
I don't wrestle with crocodiles
and I don't wear a cork hat
I fight wars
but never start wars
I would rather make peace
I can wear my countries flag with pride
I am a rock
I am the ocean
I am the island continent
My brothers are the Smiths, the Wilsons, the Santarellus, the De Costis, the Wongs, and the Jagamarras
I play football without a helmet
I like beetroot on my hamburger
I ride in the front seat of a taxi
I believe its a prawn not a shrimp
I believe the world is round and Down Under is on top
I believe Australia is the best address on earth
and Australians brew
the best beer on earth.
Ain't advertising a bitch?? Tomorrow I'm buying myself a carton of Fosters, a giant fuck-off cigar, and a 6-inch meatball sandwhich from Subway (I've never had one of those before - they look tasty). Not only are things breaking even, but I think I'm well and truley on top at the moment. Right now though I think I might watch the rest of Letterman while listening to my favourite song on repeat during the adds - "And I wonder when I sing along with you, If everything could ever feel this real forever".
Cheers,
-Jake Jamieson
