tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post6290403054533345641..comments2023-12-12T11:39:43.504+01:00Comments on Blurb from the Burbs: MedicatedMoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08609190990579743429noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-14643601281607684302008-06-20T13:53:00.000+02:002008-06-20T13:53:00.000+02:00Hmmm long car trips. We've only managed GUMBY DOOF...Hmmm long car trips. We've only managed GUMBY DOOFUS (quite unimaginative really), though 3 letter I spy tends to rather tax the imagination of the wee gentlemen...<BR/><BR/>Strange neighbours you have. As the saying goes, "nowt queer as folk".ashleighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03109431499306884717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-49237202633312465092008-06-20T12:00:00.000+02:002008-06-20T12:00:00.000+02:00THanks Suzette, Spicy and the (nice, not evil 'Hey...THanks Suzette, Spicy and the (nice, not evil 'Hey Hey it's Esther Crapburger') Anonymous!<BR/><BR/>Noticed today that Gonad Guy has had all of his 'treasure' on the footpath taken, except for one brown vent. Not quite sure I understand the value in a busted air conditioning unit... Now if it had been some wooden chairs, bookshelves or pot plant holders, I would understand...Kath Locketthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09677312773827236567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-70477506261800821492008-06-20T06:59:00.000+02:002008-06-20T06:59:00.000+02:00BAHAHAHAA Kath that was SO funny. I love a good h...BAHAHAHAA Kath that was SO funny. I love a good hard rubbish rummage. Last year I borrowed a ute and went trawling the streets of Mitcham and Springfield in a black beanie and black clothes - i've never laughed so much in my life. it was awesome. PLUS, i furnished my ENTIRE house with stuff. You should ring the council when that wanker dumps stuff on his curb - outside of hard rubbish times, i'm pretty sure it's illegal and he will get a big fat fine. P.S - am DYING to know who the rich guy is....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-6021843000807281102008-06-20T04:33:00.000+02:002008-06-20T04:33:00.000+02:00HAHAHAHA Your neighbor needs some anger management...HAHAHAHA Your neighbor needs some anger management! I have to admitt tho, I do get tired of picking peoples trash up from my yard. This post had me laughing : )Bugzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13298422608523642485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-24956060121417317912008-06-19T10:38:00.000+02:002008-06-19T10:38:00.000+02:00Wow! That rich guy is not afraid of voicing out h...Wow! That rich guy is not afraid of voicing out his anger. I am not the type that would voice this out - even when the neighbour (dunno who!) keeps bringing their dog to shit at our house, EVERYDAY! I wish I have the guts like this rich man!<BR/><BR/>BTW, today's BOTB is a tough choice for me... both you and eastcoast are my favourite bloggers in BOTB. Perhaps I don't vote this time. Will sure give you my vote the next round. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-19856300353981998942008-06-19T03:46:00.000+02:002008-06-19T03:46:00.000+02:00HomoJ - our previous dryer was a hard rubbish find...HomoJ - our previous dryer was a hard rubbish find that Love Chunks managed to fix up and did a good job for nearly a decade. I also found a couple of kid-sized outdoor chairs that Sapphire still uses for her outdoor tea parties.<BR/><BR/>Anon - yeah, posh old Medindie would be the ideal place for a HR rummage. Our old sofa from my student days came from a politician's house in Hackney. We referred to it as the 'Jennifer Cashmore'. Whatever happened to her? The pollie I mean, not the sofa - that died in my father's shed.<BR/><BR/>Er, 'Prince of Centraxis' - rubbish, trolls etc. This is just a light-hearted blog, not rocket science or an urge to embrace all that's spiritual and 'centraxy'. Pop your druid's hood back on and calm down mate.<BR/><BR/>MattJUrban - I like your blog too -makes me realise how much more I'd like to travel; if only from the safety of my computer screen! You must be up at some weird hour to be writing to me at this time of night, surely?Kath Locketthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09677312773827236567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-20901596022339190312008-06-19T03:30:00.001+02:002008-06-19T03:30:00.001+02:00Hey Kath, if you wanted BE credits, you could have...Hey Kath, if you wanted BE credits, you could have just asked for them...I mean, why go through the battle and waste the time? ;)<BR/><BR/>I've favorited you on EntreCard, so I'll be dropping now every day. Congrats in advance for your BotB win.Matthew S. Urdanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15423237354496730048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-77626886254761519762008-06-19T03:30:00.000+02:002008-06-19T03:30:00.000+02:00It's the form of suburban 'reality' you're describ...It's the form of suburban 'reality' you're describing - where everyone likes to judge everyone else and no-one is really happy or content - that made me leave Adelaide & all cities.<BR/>see http://hermetic.blog.com<BR/><BR/>Rubbish? Trolls? You don't know many poor people, do you?new illuminatihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16878597865373112468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-62466656365682642762008-06-19T01:48:00.000+02:002008-06-19T01:48:00.000+02:00"Please don't tell me the fun nazis have infiltrat..."Please don't tell me the fun nazis have infiltrated S.A. as well."<BR/><BR/>I believe it's illegal in SA as well.<BR/><BR/>I've only gone out on a deliberate scrounge once, when a friend whose parents live in Burnside told us tit was that time of year. We went half out of curiosity, but came back with a car full of goodies. For students who've just moved out of home and are looking to furnish their new digs, I can recommend it!<BR/><BR/>I also have a very nice hi-fi system that someone left on the verge in Medindie - turntable, CD player, tuner, amp and cassette deck, plus some speakers that a sound engineer friend regards with envious eyes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-38557826187306370642008-06-18T22:01:00.000+02:002008-06-18T22:01:00.000+02:00Not enough *'s in f**king! Clearly Mr M cannot spe...Not enough *'s in f**king! Clearly Mr M cannot spell!<BR/><BR/>Our local council has switched to Cleanaway as the contractor and now we have to call them when we want a pickup rather than assigned days. I think it's better otherwise the scabs come around and like you, I don't mind them taking what they want but then they leave everything strewn all over the nature strip and tear through any plastic bags of rubbish. As a consequence, my verandah has a variety of items ready for the toss . . .I never seem to get around to the phone call! can I borrow poly-cretinous, monosynaptic half wit please?Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-58519641843142765162008-06-18T11:16:00.000+02:002008-06-18T11:16:00.000+02:00The "stwvblg" is a failed attempt at your work ver...The "stwvblg" is a failed attempt at your work verification code.<BR/><BR/>It also translates to "My third glass of Maker's Mark finest quality aged Kentucky Whiskey on the rocks".Cinema Minimahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00393403989921214855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-63163193212661357192008-06-18T11:11:00.000+02:002008-06-18T11:11:00.000+02:00Ooh I forge the best one. Q saw a nice old kitche...Ooh I forge the best one. Q saw a nice old kitchen cabinet up the road once, but I put my foot down and told her she was on her own. She took off at midnight (like any good Victorian hard rubbish burglar), and brought it home with the aid of a two wheel trolley thing, very proud of herself. Now it turned out to reinforce my theory that often things are thrown out for a reason other than that they don't like the look of it anymore and/or have purchased a superior replacement. This cabinet was completely infested with pantry moth!<BR/><BR/>We threw out hundreds of dollars of grub infested food over the next few years until I finally convinced Q that perhaps it wasn't so great to have a food-eating insect riddled food storage facility in the kitchen. I initially felt like a prick for not helping her, but vindication was worth the wait (for potentially smug bastards like me)!stwvblgCinema Minimahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00393403989921214855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-28642237494656183052008-06-18T10:44:00.000+02:002008-06-18T10:44:00.000+02:00Tee Hee! I reckon the bloke that wrote on the chai...Tee Hee! I reckon the bloke that wrote on the chair would love blogging.<BR/><BR/>Last hard rubbish I put out a broken washing machine and an electric stove. 5 minutes later a fella came and took the washing machine. 10 minutes later a bloke came and took the stove, and whinged when I told him he missed the WM by 5 minutes. Grumpy weird bastards everywhere.<BR/><BR/>Love the hard rubbish. I have family members who find old TVs and bring it home, marvelling at their good fortune. "Why would someone throw out a perfectly good telly?" they say. Sure it looks good, until they plug it in and realise it doesn't actually work, that's the best bit.<BR/><BR/>And my Q is a big fan of the HR and loves having a partner with a ute. "Oooh look! There's a chaise lounge over there!" Yes. A rotting wicker chaise lounge that you can't sit on for fear of falling through it and takes up half the front garden until you throw it out at the next HR. <BR/><BR/>I think there's a few posts in hard rubbish. They actually made it illegal for the public to pick it up in Victoria (doesn't stop anyone, though there are more "midnight missions" that before). Please don't tell me the fun nazis have infiltrated S.A. as well.Cinema Minimahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00393403989921214855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-81065358091879928722008-06-18T10:25:00.000+02:002008-06-18T10:25:00.000+02:00Thanks Eleanor. It *is* a nice neighbourhood, but...Thanks Eleanor. It *is* a nice neighbourhood, but I suspect that there might be a 'history' between the two boneheads. <BR/><BR/>As for 'poly-cretinous, mono-synaptic half-wit', it was invented by my father (high school biology teacher) and myself on a long boring car trip when he was trying to teach me how unimaginative it was to resort to common swear words. OMG and how's this for the word verification - FECKTHS!Kath Locketthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09677312773827236567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14994418.post-46884097447392444252008-06-18T07:51:00.000+02:002008-06-18T07:51:00.000+02:00Jeezus! I would have been too scared to even take...Jeezus! I would have been too scared to even take a photo of that! What if one of the rich b**tard's minions happened to be out with a pair of tweezers picking the aphids off the old-world roses or something!<BR/><BR/>I really don't know which of them is scarier.<BR/>And it appears such a pleasant neighbourhood...<BR/><BR/>Highly amusing post yet again Kath. Although my aching sides have only just recovered from the guffawing instigated by the grass-covered, homosapien, Chiko roll dude. You now hit me with 'poly-cretinous, mono-synaptic half-wit'. Ahh. Brill.eleanor bloomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11642298362764360355noreply@blogger.com