12 September 2006

Steve Brock or Peter Irwin

I must apologise to the very few who actually check out this page regularly as i have been away and neglected it. In the past weeks i have been interstate for more days than i have been here and as a result have not done crap on the blog. i will try and be a better blogger but if not - deal with it.

It would be wrong of me not to add my dos pesos on the untimely passing of the crocodile hunter and peter "perfect" brock. i am not sure if its a reflection on me or the pull off this person but i will always remember where i was when i heard the news that the croc hunter was gone - looking for a park in a Perth garage. At the time i thought that it was maybe 6 months after april 1 and those wacky radio djs decided to do a half aprils fools. Alas, by the time we had pulled the hand brake on, it was confirmed that the catch cry of "crikey" was the newest addition to the endangered list. While i was never a huge fan of him and when i heard the initial news of his death assumed that a salty had enough bullshit with this whole "moving the chicken just as i go for a bite" routine and went for the other white meat, i immediately felt the lose. The crocodile hunter had just the right amount of larikin and passion that made him immediately identifiable to all, as a true Aussie. While many questioned his handling and dramatics he did more for nature and wildlife in this country, as well as marketing Australia as a eco tourist hotspot, than any i am aware of - except for captain cook. To his family, i wish you long life.

The king of the mountain - the name said it all. While i never claim to be a rev head i, like most men of the eastern suburbs, have probably spent a lazy afternoon watching cars go around in the hope that there would be a crash. it was during these arvos that i found myself to be a bit of a ford man, possibly the aussie in me likes the underdog, but also admiring the one they called Peter Perfect. It was Brocky that actually made me want to watch a car race that went for 24hrs in 97 as it was his final race - i never lasted more than the first 3 laps and tuned back in for the finish - but was glad to see that the man started his final race where he belonged, in pole position. While i cant drive manual, i could recognise both the face and voice of peter brock no problems. To Peter's family, i wish you a long life.

And to all those poor bastards born this week and to be named steve brock or brocky irwin stay away from cars and wildlife.

TimeWastin:
South Park episodes - entire series
Not for the faint hearted - polar bears - DO NOT MESS WITH