Are title’s meant to mean anything, well I know this should mean something to someone out there. If not, the majority of you would have thought it was some new texting acronomyn … maybe? Short for ‘live’? I dunno … Anyway, I have been quite content with my newfound goal from the last post and have decided that I need a support team to help reach the tip of Mount Everest. I came to this conclusion after a cup of Cappuccino, so here I am thinking, who and what do I need on this adventure. I can’t do it alone as it will be freaky, especially if there’s a howling wolve (or bleating mountain goat) in the distance. I’ve watched enough horror movies to know that the screetching violins will soon follow and I will definitely need a spare pair of pants. Can I borrow someone else’s in the (extremely rare) event this happens, promise that I’ll return this item of clothing washed. I also need a ‘shoulder’, a broad one, not too broad, feminine but not easily bruised, so that I can load my burdens onto. I’m no cry baby so forget the tissues, bring them for yourself instead. I need a donkey or mule, … wait, a Stallion that can withstand high altitudes and carry alot of heavy supplies, a microwave, lobster, another horse with a chef, and … Mount Bloody Everest???!!!?, what am I thinking … lets start with ‘a mile’ first. Something a little more achievable. OK, let me get back to you on this one, while I revise my plan. Anyone seen my Nike shoes? Brad won today by the way, throwing in some nifty side-stepping dance moves around 4 of West Harbours best, to get a try for the Warringah Rats (34 vs 17). Really made my day! Ben also won his game for Barker College against Cranbrook School. I just knew I had try scoring genes in my DNA. I was wondering about something on the way to rugby this afternoon, I had driven past a lady perched over the open hatch of her station wagon. A large dog was tied to the tow bar, and the lady was blocking her nose with one hand while making sweeping motions with the other. Clearly, the dog had poo’ed in the car and she was ushering the dogs produce onto the road. It then struck me, why do we block our noses from bad odours, don’t we draw in the fog of stinky smell instead through our mouth? Eeeeewwww, tasty. Gotta go, and work out ways to LYV life to the fullest!

If the only prayer you say in your life is ‘thank you,’ that should suffice.

Gratitude shifts your focus from what your life lacks, to the abundance that is already present, someone reminded me of this today. The same person also impressed on me that I should refocus and start thinking about what I want in life. I think we get caught up with so much emotional noise and clutter in this rat race, that we forget what is important to us. Our family, children and ourselves. In my case and particularly with the cancer, I really do need to direct most of my energy to self healing. I need to surround myself with support people who are inherently positive and view life through a different set of googles. Mr Magoo had cool glasses. Non functional but cool, hey that’s what being young in 2012 is about, right? This could be the door to a new direction for me. No yellow ribbons tied around the old oak tree, or the gold path to the Wizard of Oz … no sirree, this the 1st step at the base of Mt Everest, and I’ll be making hot chocolate with marshmallow along the way.

Well, that bit of arse kissing didn’t work yesterday. I still got hit with a bill of almost $500 to configure a modem router to the Internet. I was reminded that if I don’t use one of the more run of the mill popular brands then it’s a bit of a challenge to work through the menu options to get the ports opened for email (internal and remote) working. I was mesmerized by my new TP-LINK modem’s claim that I was not buying any ordinary modem, but a very fast F1 racing car, and I was impressed! The earlier Netgear and Link Sys Models that i had been carrying fall well short with what I have now. Personally, I’m not a big fan of the big brand name equipment because upgrades and improvements occur so quickly you should budget to replace an entire system within 3 or 4 years (small business). Believe me I’ve seen my fair share of supposed reliable items packing up prematurely. The worst example was 4 server grade hard drives in a RAID system, over a space of 6 months, and then I had to buy a replacement server because the old server just crashed too often.

No, literally … my mind is blank. Usually I would find something to grumble about or make some comment on, but today I just don’t want to think at all. It’s a conscience effort so that I only have to react to stimuli that prompts me to action. I was hoping I could sit still and everything simply revolved around me, and I just a silent observer. The plan didn’t work this way at all. I came into work and nothing is more distressing for a internet telecommunication business than to have it’s internet and communications out of action. The internets back up, but the emails are only sending, not receiving. I have my trusty Chilean IT friend helping me out on this one. Well, not before he reminded me that his rates somewhat doubled for DIY’ers. He was right, I solved one problem but inadvertantly created another. Here’s a plug for his business hoping that the words “mates rates” ring in his ears while he’s writing out the invoice a little later this evening. Metronix Computer Support – Call me for great computer support, hardware and software, and I’ll give my mate David free IT services!

If I were a car, even I wouldn’t buy me.

There just seems to be too many missing or broken parts, lets see, no appendix, no gall bladder, broken shoulder, no prostate, barely remembers things, and the blood is tainted with cancer. Did you say, you’ll pay me to remove this body off the block? I came home last Wednesday (ANZAC day), spent a couple of hours at work, and a couple more on Thursday and Friday. Next thing I know, those who love me gave me a good old fashioned ear bashing. Nothing like being pushed further below the water line when you’re trying to get on top of things. I counted 5 (female) nurses who adored my pyjama pants when I was at hospital, I’m now contemplating wearing them out to the shops. For some reason they recognised some dude whose name appeared on my jammy’s called Peter Alexander, just hope he’s not some gay icon. Everyone knows I’m not gay, right? Nothing against gay people, but I can do without the unwanted attention particularly as I’m a bit of a pretty boy and muscular! Here’s a pic of me suffering in front of the television screen. I’m of higher and better spirits in the last couple of days because I’ve self diagnosed a double dose of sleeping tabs. I’m sleeping almost as soon as I hit the pillow and then struggle to get out of bed by 8:30am. Problem however is that I’m still drowsy during the remainder of the day. If there are any credible persons reading this with a Medical background can you leave a comment below please. I’ve changed to 2 x 5mg Diazepam? If this dosage is not causing the tiredness then I may need to worry once again. Crap!