This will hurt me...

Had odd urges with music lately. Yesterday I just had to listen to late-60s/early-70s Elvis (In the Ghetto, Suspicious Minds, Always on My Mind etc). Today, I felt that I'd struggle without some Midnight Oil. Christ, I even had Rick Springfield on before, and rocked out. Please send help.

By christ some people are stupid. Just had to get that off my chest.

It seems young Henry sent me his first ever e-mail the other day from his mum's laptop (which, no doubt was left covered in drool, honestly it's like getting slimed out of Ghostbusters). "VCB NGHHH NB GBGCGD C FG HVC 2qaaaaaaaa ???a/. ;’>/? Zdxzzzzz ΩZMVKK87ITYMFMVVV 0IIIII-42Q1W1RU-007 ew F gd.1 KMO GWT XCV4V VNBT NUYFC yrttrrt hv love henry"

They should bring that little ditty back, far more appropriate now we're top of the table and hosting the final! I'm calling it now, Tassie to win the shield! Bugger it! Essendon to win the flag this year as well! No I'm not getting carried away. It will happen, I feel it in my water! Watch for Jaques to get a pair, Paine to get 300 and the New South Welshman get a run in the next test team. Here's hoping the Hilfenstud will do the business as well. And I'd like to see Clingeleffer do the job and remind the selectors that he's the best keeper in the country and should be playing every game.

Thank god the Blue Team finally won. The look on Moanalitta's face was priceless. I noticed her mouth agape as she noted Laura's weight loss, and was wondering how many Mars Bars would fit in there. I'm wagering at least eleven or twelve.

The interview with Paul Keating with Elenor Hall last Monday is well worth a read, if only as a tragic reminder of the dearth of classy insults in politics today, where a chubby private school dust monitor like Costello seems to pass as ‘witty’: “Oh, look, it's just Howard being Howard, isn't it, you know. The little desiccated coconut's under pressure and he's attacking anything he can get his hands on. I mean, look, Brian Burke and Julian Grill, they're the Arthur Daley and Terry of the Western Australian Labor Party, you know. They're like the wallpaper over there. You can't visit Perth without running into them, you know. Well, the thing about poor old Costello, he's all tip and no iceberg, you know. He (laughs), you know, he can throw a punch across the parliament, but the bloke he should be throwing the punch to is Howard. Of course, he doesn't have the ticker for it. Now, he's now been treasurer for 11 years, the old coconut's still s