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Judda Hadg
That's me.
'nuff said.
Get onto it people! Blogging is like so 2005...
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Right after the above photo, Benno passed out on the toilet post-cheese sandwich. Notice the heavily reliance on kitchen bench for verticular maintenance. Jane made me rescue him saying, "You fuckin get him out! He's your friend... I'm not a fuckin nurse, I'm an OT!" Fair point. After putting his pants on, Benno passed out again on the floor clutching the shower mat. Now why don't I think to take photos at these moments?
Second night went to a Newcastle keg party. Luke's roomie Jimmy was on fire with the darts. Such an underrated game for drinking... Damn Boonie has some bogan footy team mates. To thank the guy Dave for putting on a great keg party, they poured beer and pissed on his bed, and ripped all his clothes out of the wardrobe and chucked them everywhere... Class... Surprised they didn't let his tyres down too for good measure... Met some of the locals and managed to come in at 7am. Recovery at Penny's next day was rather painful.
"> Back in Sydney staying at Benno's again. From the next two photos you'll notice that Benny's view has changed somewhat...
It has a Chinese restaurant up the back where you order the meat first, then the sauce, then the rice/noodles you want. Petey got trashed one night and couldn't figure out this rather simple menu. He kept asking, "What's in the chicken one?" The Chinese dude just kept yelling out, "CHICKEN IS CHICKEN!!" over and over. Now every time Pete orders any sort of food he cops it. We won about $500 at the Cas (damn Star City is crap compared with Crown) with a bit of luck on Blackjack. Back in Melbourne it was straight to the 'dog of course... I almost missed you guys... Almost...
Friday night ended up at Cookie... again... On the way home Friday night Smolks was yelling out at the cabbie for cutting her off, "Do you want to.... FUCK!!!" I said, "Alright, if ya really want." You may have won this round... but the war isn't over... Hi fives for Biz Markie... Note to self though, upstairs of the Waterfront Hotel is mucho good.
Saturday ended up at Transport... again... Ended up at a gay bar at 2am to meet up with Noah and Co. I was singled out by Charisma for being the only single and straight bloke in the place. Bec was supposed to be my bum protection but she untied my shoelace, leaving me with no choice but to bend over... the wall sure came in handy. Jokes aside, it's actually a really good place and a lot of fun, but not really my taste with the drag queen DJ playing Aqua - Barbie Girl as the last song I remember, and it helps if you're gay.
On the case...
I went hiking through the Noosa National Park and got some great photos. It was only about a 7 Km walk. Some of it was even bitumen. I did find a little beach off the beaten path though that I got all to myself. Damn relaxing I must say.
Big Goanna that proved handy in scaring British tourists
Another colour filter photo of mine just with green
I also stayed with my God parents for a couple of days which was kind of ironic. Not exactly religious myself, and neither are they. It involved getting blotto, and a free boat ride with Chris, the skipper on the Noosa River Cruises. Yay for free trips and food!
I went out Saturday night, the only time I've ever gone out to a pub solo. I figured being a loser that the backpacker pub was the place to make new friends, which I did. Turns out it was also schoolies at the time (cross my heart that this eventuation was not intentional) which thus made me a major toolie. Had a good night going nuts with a couple of Scotsmen. Their accents were gold. The funniest line I heard one of them say to a German girl was, "You'd butter be Caireful whun you're suck and takon punicullun 'cos you'll be pussed." Needless to say she had absolutely no idea what he said. Norm was sorely disapointed that I "didn't get a shot off" as he put it so eloquently, even though I came home at 4am. He was even more disgusted that getting laid was not my sole mission in life.
After a week I still managed to remain the whitest man in Australia (mostly...)
* Stereotypical Aussie, like Mick Dundee
Thanks Chubb!!
















































