5 Months, 30 Years

In 2 weeks time I will have been here 5 months, which is more or less the half way point of my stay. In 4 weeks time I will be turning 30. I was going to put 'the ripe old age of 30', but then I remembered that that level of self deprecation is strictly reserved for those in my age bracket that think they're daring because they told a joke that has 'Aids' as a subject matter, or twisted the stalk off a vine-ripened tomato so that it looked the same as a cheaper standard tomato. Actually the latter was me, because supermarkets over here are expensive. Either way, I feel I've covered both base's.

If you minus 2 (weeks until I've been here 5 months) from 4 (weeks until I turn 30) you're left with 2 (weeks)

And if you divide the years I've spent on this earth (30) by the months I've been living in Brisbane (5) what you get is 6.

6 x 2 = 12. And 12 is the number of disciples Jesus had mucking about with him and the amount of months of the year or signs of the zodiac. Not to mention the 12 days of christmas. I swear you guys, I am no way making this up. This is serious, real maths, that points to so much more than just the bare facts of me sitting on a sofa updating this journal. I think I'm destined for greater things...

Watch this if you get chance http://zeitgeistmovie.com/

But before any of this happens and I find out what proverbial path my life should be heading down I went to an 'Op Shop' (charity shop) where I found this.





























I believe Volume Four has a song on it called 'As long as beer and Rugby is involved, it's not gay if you penetrate another man...however, 2 guys kissing! They should be shot'. I'm not quite sure on the exact wording, but it's pretty much that...
Also notice the little guy behind the picture. One of the only dark skinned people I've seen that hasn't been made to live in the middle of the desert or Northern Territories. Maybe that's why he's smiling....(phew, let the gravity of that statement sink in for a second guys...)

I also helped a band out called The Amity Affliction on a tour they did this month. It was a blast as I got to travel the country and subsequently see a little more of it. We travelled by van, which meant 12 hour journeys between cities. There were 2 nights in Brisbane, 1 in Sydney, 2 in Melbourne and 1 in Adelaide. On average about 12 hours between each city, with a final 30 hour drive back across the desert from Adelaide to Brisbane. I've never spent that long in a mode of transportation in my life. It made the flight from the UK to Australia seem like a breeze.

Sydney















This is how Ahren likes to sleep















Steps in Melbourne















Me, slightly drunk at 2 in the morning in Melbourne. Taken by myself, with my camera propped on a bin.















Same as above















The desert is weird. We were only on the edge of it, but it's a strange place. We drove on a straight road for 8 hours. It was times like that where I missed being able to get to most places in a couple of hours. Although, whilst casting a wry observation over the transport network in the UK, an idiot has just told me to include this '8 hours to get somewhere! Sounds like driving through London...on a good day!'















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