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B-Fly: An Oz Blog

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Please Let Me NOT Vote For Bush!

I still have not received my absentee ballot *pout* so I got to the U.S. Consulate in Martin Place this morning at 8.05am (they open at 8am). There was already quite a line and they can only check out one person at a time. So one person goes up there, shows the dude behind the counter ID and then they x-ray all your stuff, ask you to take off your shoes, you walk through the machine, then they go through your bags, etc. All understandable, just a bit slow. I actually got inside around 9.10am. So I got my absentee ballot form and they were like, 'If you fill it out right now, we'll mail it for you" so that sounded good to me!

So I sat down to fill it out and this guy who was about 80 comes over to the seating area and tells his daughter, "I'm going to sit next to this beautiful woman over here!" And then he sat down next to me! Ha! He was so cute.

So we were chatting. He's from Texas and has lived in Oz for 60 years, right after the war. He asked why I was there and I said to vote and he was like, "You know what? It's really embarassing but I've never actually voted in a U.S. election!" I asked him if he knew who he would vote for and he said "Prolly that guy that's already in." and I smiled and said, "Welp, I'm definitely not voting for HIM!" and he was like, "Well, why not, young lady? He's from Texas!" And I was like, "Welp, him being from Texas is about his only redeeming quality and that's only because you're from there!" and he laughed. He was like, "I definitely would not have voted for Howard (dumbass Bush-loving Aussie Prime Minister who was just re-elected, meh) though!" and I said, "Me neither!" and the man was like, "I can't stand that guy!" and I said, "Same here!" We bonded. :-D

The stuff I overheard being said to people in line at the various American citizen counters, ohmygod, hilarious. This female U..S. Con.sulate employee with a southern accent was working the counter next to mine and she was helping Americans who needed to get various bits and pieces of paperwork done and there was a dad with his son and his daughter and the woman was like, "Sir, please raise your right hand, do you solemnly swear that this boy next to you is really your son and that he is not just some boy you met on the street earlier today?" HAHAHA! The whole room started laughing! It was just so absurd!

And then there was this poor mother with her newborn baby strapped to her front plus all these heavy bags and the same southern woman behind the counter was asking her all sorts of questions - like where she went to Grammar School and High School, what her High School football team's name was (WHAT THE!???) Tthe woman was like, "Ummmm...hang on....let me think. Um, I can't remember, but I was on the drill team!" and the employee asked what her last job was in California and the mother was like, "I worked for this foundation that helped the homeless in Malibu." and the Consulate woman was laughing, going, "You were helping the HOMELESS in Malibu? They HAVE homeless people in Malibu? Okay, sorry ma'm, I know should not laugh. Homelessness is a serious problem prevalent in all of our communities across the nation in the United States." HA! I was trying not to snort. This mother had only come to notify the Consulate that she had given birth and they're asking her what her high school football team's name was! The Consulate lady also made the woman turn the newborn baby around so she could check against the passport pic. At least Consulate lady didn't ask the woman if the baby was really her son or if in fact she'd only met the newborn that morning on the street ;-)

Anyhoo, I'VE VOTED!!! Phew! I have been really upset about not getting my ballot in the mail, so I feel better now. Of course I'd feel a lot better if Dubya lost (and didn't end up as President despite losing) on Nov 2nd.

On a totally unrelated note: GO RED SOX!!!!! WOO-HOO!!! I'm verklempt. I shall talk amongst myself. Sorry, Dad, but I must do a happy dance now that the Red Sox have finally kicked some Yankee ass! They had it coming! :D

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Boo, Florida, Yay Sarah!

Good to see that Florida isn't going to bungle things up just like last time. :-(

I'm currently addicted to the new Sarah Blasko CD. It's absolutely gorgeous and just what I was hoping for in a new CD addiction at the moment :-D Looking forward to seeing her play live soon, hopefully before Homebake and BigDayOut. I've been doing a lot of dancing around the apartment in my underwear to her track "Don't U Eva." Forget Tom Cruise...pffffft! ;-)

Monday, October 18, 2004

Oooh, Baby It Hurts So Good? I don't think so...

I had my worst massage ever yesterday. :-( Granted, I know that the drop-in-at-the mall places are never going to be as good as the real-deal massage-oil places, but they've always been good for a quick-fix in the past...

The Broadway people moved to a new spot, just next to Broadway...and they must be very angry about the move because this woman totally beat me up! Argh! It was just this lady and the regular guy that I've had before but he was busy so I got Evil Massage Woman.

It was her constantly going, "Relax, please! Relax!" and me going, "Softer, please! Softer!" Jesus! When she started doing that whacking thing they do at the end I was like, "Oh! So this is what it feels like to get beaten up!" - "SOFTER! SOFTER!"

I am so sore today. My neck and back are in pain and very stiff.

The guy there that I've had many times sometimes rides that fine line between pleasure and pain, but he's never been violent like this woman. AND this lady kept "massaging" me with her front facing towards my head, so it was kinda "upside down" - what she was doing for a lot of it was actually very ticklish (which never happens on my BACK!) so I was tensing up even more and just when I thought things couldn't get more fun, she'd lean over and her gigantic boobs fell on top of my head. There was a sheet in between, thankfully.

I didn't realise that this woman did not understand any English whatsoever except "Relax please!" When I was saying, "SOFTER SOFTER!" she probably thought I was saying, "Right there!" or "Harder!"

After it was all over, I was in shock and for some stupid reason felt the need to make a little small talk with my 'attacker'...I was like, "So, were you busy today?" and she stared at me blankly.

I tried again.

"Did lots of people come in today?" Nothing. Finally the guy translated to her.

Good lord.

Never again!!! :-D