The adventures of Almigo

Nicki who? Nicki Minaj! No, not Nicole Mirage or a Nipponese Massage, Nicki Minaj! Thus: Verrily! Are you a big fan of Necrosis Triage Nicki Minaj? Well you'll love these 100 amazing facts we've dug up about her! (Big shoutout to whoever googled 'Blogspot Nicki Minaj Thighs' to get here, I don't know what you were expecting to find but anyway, on with the list!)

After the smashing success and hilariously entertaining responses from 'What's the true meaning behind Flo Rida's Whistle Song' , it feels like high time to shift the musical microscope to something a little less about netball officiating. This time around we explore the true meaning behind a whole heap more popular tunes, starting with our good mate Ed Sheeran and his fine tune Lego House. So what is Ed Sheeran's song Lego House all about? Read on! That's a big cat you've got there Ed! Love song? Sure sounds like it doesn't it? But before good ole Ed turned it into a very cool little tune about relationships, it was actually a song about a very British chap with a love of cars, fine wine and reliving his childhood...

They're the words no Rx7 owner ever wants to hear: 'I think it's the water seal'. This is what happens when your water seal goes... And this week as an Rx7 owner, I heard those exact words. Which explains the constant flooded 13BT block and the acreage of sweet smelling white smoke that spews out constantly from the exhaust when I finally get it started after a couple of days of just sitting around. My mechanics words were something along the lines of 'The smoke filled the shop and then half the street...' For Mazda's Rotary Xperiment Number 7, it's pretty terminal. So it's off to the auto online classifieds to find a cheap runaround while I work out what to do with my ailing rotary - sell it, part it out or bury it, complete with moving ceremony and slideshow. There's just something I've been noticing in a lot of ads that has me scratching my head...

A few household items combined to make a homemade weed and grass killer. In the immortal words of automotive journalist Jeremy Clarkson, 'What could possibly go wrong?' Safety first!

Selamat Pagi! For some reason Blogger thinks I'm Indonesian. Buggered if I know why... I don't live here.

Wonderful - I was only expressing the joy of being an Iphone owner just a few days ago when suddenly the latest IOS 5.1.1 update got released and humped my battery life into a coma. It's dying here people, dying. Seriously - my phone now eats battery like my 23 year old car drinks fuel. I'd expect my mighty Mazda 13B to chug like it's at a 21st birthday, that's what keeps my turbo happily humming. What I don't expect is to pull out my smart phone and watch the life drain right out of it with every button press... I have this. In reverse. In no time flat.

The whistle song? What's it about? Read on! Controversial I know but I'm about to reveal the true meaning behind the Whistle song by Flo Rida. Why? Because I'm getting the general feeling that people around me are really missing the true spirit of Mr Rida's epic masterpiece... We're getting right into the real Flo, yo. After all this time, it's still all about that wisal baby song!

A while ago I wrote a piece on how the only people actually getting rich from 'Get rich' books were actually the authors themselves (through royalties and book deals). Well this week I can add another concept that I have heard a few times this month and quite happily scoff like a toff at, the concept of 'Insider secrets businesses hope you never learn!'.. He has the key. He has the secret. You can be him, for a price.

Producers and contestants on the renovation tv show the Block 2012, your jobs are safe from me. Rest assured that no matter how badly you fluff up in restoring those flea pits from scratch, there's no chance you'll ever be replaced by yours truly. Safe for now.

I got married recently (happily I may add and by choice, there wasn't a single shotgun in the vicinity). It was a lavish ceremony involving a 21 gun salute, the RAAF roulettes flying in formation overhead and the guests arrived on elephants while Coldplay sang 'paradise' live. A truly beautiful spectacle. Alright, I lie a little - we did run out of elephants early on in the piece so some of the guests did have to ride in on wild zebras but the fact still remains: I got married recently... Looking good Uncle Barry!

For longer than I or my bemused friends can remember, I had avoided the iPhone and anything associated with it. It wasn't a hatred for Apple products or Steve Jobs, nor a desire to stand out from the apple crowd. Not in the slightest - after all I was a child who grew up in a house full of macs and who still rocks an iPod (brilliant little invention) on occasion. It was more because I was quite content slugging away with what I had and really didn't see or feel the need to upgrade no matter how many friends tried to prove that the iGeneration was the right was to do things...

Annnnd, I'm back. Right, like I could keep away. Sure. Blogging for me is like internet crack and I was kidding myself if I thought I could get away without a little corner of the net to rant and rave and muse about beer and rotaries on occasion...  I like my Candian Clubs with extra squirrel  God the shakes were getting bad...