A Blog of Two Halves

Hello family...

I just checked this morning, and I now have over 2000 pageviews on my blog. Congratulations. Thank you.

Went to bed in fine, warm conditions, and woke up to some decent rain. That's a nice change. Ah, so, how about that weather eh? Yaaaaawwwwnnnnn.."

So, more importantly, I have an appointment at the hospital at 10AM, with my surgeon. MY SURGEON. Yeah, I have my own brain surgeon, because I am a person of such high significance these days. Miss Jackson is her name. We go way back. Weeks at least. Ah the memories. Such good times we have shared together. I spent two minutes with her, while she has spent an entire day with me, cutting my head open while I was asleep, but still, it was quality time together that I will never forget. Or maybe I will? I can't remember actually. My bad. Where am I?

So, I am getting a lift to hospital in an hour or so, and don't really have any idea about what to expect. Could be good news, could be bad news.

I will go have a shower now, and get prepared. Of course, I am prepared in my head and my heart, regardless, I will not get discouraged or let my head go down... Ahem... Nothing will knock my confidence, coz God will always be God and will always be in control. He's THE MAN!!!

I'll be back soon..............................................................................
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So. That was interesting. In a bad way. Bad interesting. This is difficult. Got my pathology results back from the lab in Sydney, and they were basically, bad news. I mean, they could've been much worse, but to get straight to the point, the best case scenario is that I have 7-10 years left before the tumour comes back and my life is ended. The worse case is that I have only two years left. But I refuse to even think about that! I have a couple of months of radiotherapy and chemotherapy every week day, then about six more months of chemotherapy. After all of that is done, there's no promises about how much longer I have. But at least I have something to do for the next year!

It will probably make me sick and weak and who knows what else, but at least I know where I'm going when this all works itself out!

Do you know where you're going? Coz it's not too late to decide. I had no warning, and you probably won't either, so now is a great time to choose! There's no better time to decide. Don't be a fool! It's all up to you...

Let me know what you think :)

Weather Poorcast

I work outside. So it is a nightly ritual to go online or watch the weather news to see what i'm in for the next day. Rain? Sun? Wind? etc. It is very important. Should I wear my shorts or should I wear my shorts? Do I need to wear my woolly hat. Or if it's going to be sunny ,then I can look forward to enhancing my sockline tan. The contrast of my white feet with brown legs is something to behold. It is compulsory to wear footwear when you board a plane and earlier this year I boarded a plane barefoot because the attendants thought I was wearing white shoes.

There would be no problems here if they actually managed to transmit accurate weather forecasts. Because I work outside, I have a fairly good idea as to what the weather is actually doing, so I think I can speak with some authority on this. Today for example, all major channels said that there would be some drizzle or spots of rain, but NO, I worked in the sun all day with my shirt off. I am sunburnt. There was barely a cloud in the sky and a nice breeze. This is the case MOST days. Apart from the semi-nakedness. That is saved for special occasions, such as when they predict rain. Then I know it will be sunny. Severe weather predictions are usually pretty accurate, but that is the exception. 99% of the days I work are sunny or mostly sunny. Occasionally there is a bit of drizzle or a few spots of rain. This does not correspond to the weather forecasts!

I would say for every 10 days that they predict rain, there would be a maximum of 1-2 days when it actually happens! What a joke. Why do they do this? Tourists would look at the weather map and think twice about coming here. But actually it is fine! Literally. Is this just another symptom of our fear based media, making things seem to be a much bigger deal than they really are? The weather news would be boring if it was always accurate. "Fine in the south, a few clouds here and there". That's all I need. Stupid news sensationalism is costing our country millions in lost tourism.

I wonder if you could take a time travel trip twenty years in to the future what you might hear at 6:55pm weekdays. A typical fine day with some high cloud may be described as: "Partly cloudy with chance of meteors and acid rain, you will burn in three seconds so don't go outside. Severe hail possible, chance of tornadoes and tsunami. Fine spells increasing with chance of major volcanic eruption. Take your umbrella.

Just give me the weather as it is! Stop covering all of your bases so you don't annoy anyone! Clearly that politically correct approach isn't working!

Kill Me Now

I am sick to death of the media informing me almost daily of the latest thing that will kill me or cause cancer or deform my brain cells to the point where I would even support the "anti-smacking bill". I have done my own research and found out that the most dangerous thing on earth that kills people at an unprecedented rate is the actual act of "living" Last time I checked, it had a 100% fatality rate. living kills me. Oh dear! Should I refrain from living then? Burnt toast kills me, smoking kills me, cell phones kill me and blow up petrol stations, driving kills me, other people kills me. I'd better hurry up and die before something kills me!

There is a constant stream of the latest killers parading through our headlines. Go to the Middle-east, you will die. Swine flu will kill you!!! That's if Bird Flu and microwave radiation don't get you first. This topic is very close to my heart as The Y2K bug took out several members of my own family. They were crushed under a falling stockpile of food and water. In the news today I was informed that sex, alcohol and fat will kill me. Cool! So what you are telling me is that the building blocks of our western society itself will kill me. I don't want to get out of bed. Air pollution will kill me, the sea will soon rise and flood my city, and don't get me started on meteors. They killed all of those nice dinosaurs don't you know!

Hey I know! What about something good? Is there anything in this world that isn't an inherently evil, relentless, psychopathic killer? I have found that there are plenty of things that one can enjoy in life, you just have to remember that the news is not actually true! The world is not as bad as we are told it is! There is sometimes about as much truth in the News as there is in so called "reality tv". So if I were you, I would go right ahead and leave that Glad Wrap on your food as you reheat it in the microwave, because fear is the opposite of faith and is no good for anyone.

So stop watching the news and get on with living. Wait that's bad advice.