Audio Blog Test - Check it Out!

What do U call a Parrot in a Coat? "Polyunsaturated"!!!

Had to put this up so I could update my profile. Finally recovered from Jet Lag I think.

Got a new phone, bewdy. Getting some new shoes for Lance, So I'll put a photo up when I get them. Apart from that, nothing new to report, other than I'll be skippering the Glenorchy 2's this year. Will hopefully be back in the ones at some stage, but looking forward to just playing some cricket and hopefully continuing on from what I've learnt in the UK.

Going to watch Ricky Bobby tomorrow so expect a cracker of a review, right here, courtesy of, The Moose. What have I been up to? well, a plethora of gym sessions, an even greater amount of Peter DeGreaves' finest Ale (Cascade Draught for those not privvy to his liquid gold), and of course feeding the old farm animals and getting back "into the swing' (Ricky you will know what I mean by this) of everything back here in Tassie. How friggin cold is it down here at the moment!

Had a play with that audio blog stuff so have a listen but could have found the way forward for the future of Moose's Blog. May even surprise with an audio review of Ricky Bobby? Who knows.

Plethora of bruises from Matty "Triplett" Shelton in the nets at Glen Hughes' Centre for Cricket Excellence, he is bowling bloody well - lost some Kg's, looking fit and firing on all cylinders. Still all over him with the ball though and he knows it.

I'm off, but keep an eye out for a tune called "Monster" by The Automatic - Will be big.

Jet Lag - The Silent Killer

Well I'm back and it really doesn't feel like I've gone.

What has changed... The Eagle Snack Bar has a new coat of paint, ah, its a lot colder, erm, and ah, oh yeah, Gibbo has put on 5 million kilos. This bloke used to run world records for fun, now I'm afraid he might challenge me for my McChicken record - I have no doubt he will take this down to China Town and half it at least! I love Gibbo tho, the boys, the ladies... You get it.

Well, to think this time last week I was getting ready to come home, how time flies. And on to the point of this Blog - Jet Lag. Didn't get me on the way over, but coming home, bloody hell Norelle. I am still stuffed now I can't seem to catch up on my sleep. I can either not get to sleep, or can't wake up.

Friday night had a quiet little BBQ, and one of those golden nights whereby you keep drinking and drinking... and drinking until the sun comes up. And I felt ok, until about 4 in the afternoon when i bombed out, and couldn't wake up for 14 hours straight. OK so maybe this didn't help. But Jet Lag, surely thy can make something that gets you there or back and around or whatever in half the time or without half the bloody shit that goes along with it. Thats my beef. Maybe I should make planes or something. At least make them faster or a little quiter. Or maybe a shy little jab from a bloody Frenchman, ala me old mate Zidane?

Surely couldn't be that bloody hard, could it?