Today I feel like I've tried to give a moving bus a headlock.
But still, it was a truly fun weekend..
Let me paint the picture early: I am not a big drinker. I was once but that's when I had hair, money and most of the weekend off to recover, being good to go come...around Tuesday.
Now creeping up to almost 40, a big night out on the red wines and the bourbon and drys means I'm going to be stuck in first gear for the good part of the preceding week. Like right now where I'm currently fighting the urge to rest my head against the keyboard and sleep right past Christmas.
But it's not every day you become a finalist in an industry wide competition and attend the lavish awards night is it? It's been a good eight years since that last happened so I was champing at the bit to do it all over again.
This time I even had an outfit that actually did fit, as opposed to an ill fitting suit I grabbed off the $99 rack two days out because I'd left it to the last minute. My wife helped me with the jacket choice which meant I was dressed to kill and more than ready to thank the academy and the gods for my victory...which didn't happen sadly, I just missed out.
No trophy this year.
Still, I did get reminded of a fish I once owned and that was definitely a highlight.
THANKS FOR THE FISH
We were at the official after party attempting to put a massive dent into the free drinks supplies when I bumped into an old friend of mine and in true 'I'm not good with social media' form, I asked him if he'd snuck his boyfriend in (who worked for a rival network.)
'Er...we broke up a while ago.'
Clever me. Remind me to spend more time reading statuses and less on Facebook Classifieds trawling for bargains.
Moving on quickly, I introduced my wife and explained that my friend had taken over when I left one of my jobs.
'Yeah I took his job, his unit that he was renting and even his fish!' my friend explained as he shook her hand.
Good god, I'd completely forgotten about the fish!
'He survived for about a month after you left'. Which in all honesty was a lot longer than I thought he would. 'I made the mistake of refilling his bowl with tap water..' (which I'm sure I did on occasion too...)
The legend of Samurai lived on! For a bit..
THE STORY OF SAMURAI
I got bored one day and suggested to my girlfriend at the time that we should get a small fish tank and some equally small fish to go with it. So a few dollars later we had a tank and a small collection of neon tetras,
Who all died within a week.
Okay, no more neon tetras then.
We moved to Zebra fish the next week and I'm happy to report that only one died within the first week.
Then two the next week.
The the second last Zebra fish the week after.
But the last one, now dubbed Samurai as in 'The Last Samurai' with Tom Cruise defied the typical Zebra fish life expectancy and hung around for ages, even outlasting my relationship at the time.
She packed her bags and went back home to the other side of the country, Samurai swum around for a bit enjoying the free rent and food but otherwise spent the majority of his time lurking behind his mini log.
Until I had visitors.
Then like an excitable puppy, he'd put on a show doing circles around the log when anyone other than me gave him attention.
'What a happy little fish you have Almigo!'
'For you maybe..'
As soon as they'd go home though, he'd be back to his 'lazy bachelor' ways of sleeping and eating (which pretty much mirrored his owner at the time really) and ignoring me completely. Til the next guest.
But he lasted for as long as I lived there and a little bit longer it seemed..
'I REFILLED HIS TANK WITH TAP WATER AND THAT WAS HIS UNDOING...'
Well that's fair, I kind of dumped a random fish on this guy, not having any easy way to transport him 250kms down the road to my new job. And it didn't take me long to complete forget that I'd left him behind either.
What a caring owner Iam was.
Glad to hear that he lived for at least another 30 days though.
I wonder if he did tricks for his new owner?
Fare thee well Samurai.
Also I don't think I'm going to drink for the rest of this year, not if I'm going to feel this rubbish again..
But still, it was a truly fun weekend..
 |
| Getting my head in the game. It's taking quite some time today.. |
Let me paint the picture early: I am not a big drinker. I was once but that's when I had hair, money and most of the weekend off to recover, being good to go come...around Tuesday.
Now creeping up to almost 40, a big night out on the red wines and the bourbon and drys means I'm going to be stuck in first gear for the good part of the preceding week. Like right now where I'm currently fighting the urge to rest my head against the keyboard and sleep right past Christmas.
But it's not every day you become a finalist in an industry wide competition and attend the lavish awards night is it? It's been a good eight years since that last happened so I was champing at the bit to do it all over again.
This time I even had an outfit that actually did fit, as opposed to an ill fitting suit I grabbed off the $99 rack two days out because I'd left it to the last minute. My wife helped me with the jacket choice which meant I was dressed to kill and more than ready to thank the academy and the gods for my victory...which didn't happen sadly, I just missed out.
No trophy this year.
Still, I did get reminded of a fish I once owned and that was definitely a highlight.
 |
| He looked like this! Sort of.. |
THANKS FOR THE FISH
We were at the official after party attempting to put a massive dent into the free drinks supplies when I bumped into an old friend of mine and in true 'I'm not good with social media' form, I asked him if he'd snuck his boyfriend in (who worked for a rival network.)
'Er...we broke up a while ago.'
Clever me. Remind me to spend more time reading statuses and less on Facebook Classifieds trawling for bargains.
Moving on quickly, I introduced my wife and explained that my friend had taken over when I left one of my jobs.
'Yeah I took his job, his unit that he was renting and even his fish!' my friend explained as he shook her hand.
Good god, I'd completely forgotten about the fish!
'He survived for about a month after you left'. Which in all honesty was a lot longer than I thought he would. 'I made the mistake of refilling his bowl with tap water..' (which I'm sure I did on occasion too...)
The legend of Samurai lived on! For a bit..
THE STORY OF SAMURAI
I got bored one day and suggested to my girlfriend at the time that we should get a small fish tank and some equally small fish to go with it. So a few dollars later we had a tank and a small collection of neon tetras,
Who all died within a week.
 |
| I am not good with fish and it shows. |
Okay, no more neon tetras then.
We moved to Zebra fish the next week and I'm happy to report that only one died within the first week.
Then two the next week.
The the second last Zebra fish the week after.
But the last one, now dubbed Samurai as in 'The Last Samurai' with Tom Cruise defied the typical Zebra fish life expectancy and hung around for ages, even outlasting my relationship at the time.
She packed her bags and went back home to the other side of the country, Samurai swum around for a bit enjoying the free rent and food but otherwise spent the majority of his time lurking behind his mini log.
Until I had visitors.
Then like an excitable puppy, he'd put on a show doing circles around the log when anyone other than me gave him attention.
'What a happy little fish you have Almigo!'
'For you maybe..'
As soon as they'd go home though, he'd be back to his 'lazy bachelor' ways of sleeping and eating (which pretty much mirrored his owner at the time really) and ignoring me completely. Til the next guest.
But he lasted for as long as I lived there and a little bit longer it seemed..
'I REFILLED HIS TANK WITH TAP WATER AND THAT WAS HIS UNDOING...'
Well that's fair, I kind of dumped a random fish on this guy, not having any easy way to transport him 250kms down the road to my new job. And it didn't take me long to complete forget that I'd left him behind either.
What a caring owner I
Glad to hear that he lived for at least another 30 days though.
I wonder if he did tricks for his new owner?
Fare thee well Samurai.
Also I don't think I'm going to drink for the rest of this year, not if I'm going to feel this rubbish again..
Comments
Post a Comment