These Boots Were Made For Abandoning

Date: 26.4.09

Location: Epping Station

One fine day, as my often companion Liz and I were making our way to the station, we came across these little booties.

Who would abandon such delightfully kitsch boots?

I was heartbroken when we returned so i could take the poor orphans home with me as they were gone,

perhaps the owner realised their mistake and came back to beg for forgiveness?

Or perhaps some other fortunate soul came along and was on their way home, not on their way out.

Whatever the case,

finding lonely boots and trying them on hoping to not be bitten by any spider lurking inside,

made me smile.

The Boy Who Couldn't Skate

Unfortunately for our friend (pictured as the far left blur of a person), not all of us are blessed with the skating skills of the flying Mighty Ducks.
This crazy kid was more like the early Goldburg, or even Mendoza as he tried to stop.
Liz and I were just hanging at the Mac Library, failing at doing work, getting our personal items kicked out of the room we left for too long unattended, when we thought, "hey. you know what we need? too much Macca's. So much infact, that we shall feel sick. Then we can watch people iceskating and not-so-quietly mock them."
And more Specifically, said boy.
He couldn't stand up for more than two metres.
He couldnt even stand up when one of his friends was holding onto his arm.
Oh the hilarity of laughing at other peoples lack of coordination, it brightens any day!

Although when we saw him at the station my stalker photo may have slightly failed (i thought flash might be a little too obvious) these fond memories will stay with Sleazy Zi-zi and I.

Kiss and Ride

Epping, Epping, Epping.

Yes we have re-done our old, slightly dingy, yet loveable station into a bright, open aiport like one, but we haven't forgotten that Epping is about families.

Kiss and Ride:

Corny? check.

Strange? check.

Prompts Liz to think of Paedophile taxi drivers? check.

But it never fails to make me smile when i walk past.
And it isnot just something to laugh at but also informative,

just incase you couldn't lift your head and see the taxi's lined up, the bus stop straight ahead, or the train tracks down to your left.

But let's get serious people, who doesn't love a piece of fruitless blue metal?

Sleazy Zizi

I thought i would start with a post that hit close to home.

My life long chum Liz.

Sure, we have a strange relationship and are able to talk about nothing for hours on end, but when it comes down to it i can always count on her.

Endless hours in Video Ezy criticising each other for being indecisive, sharing family events, making bets on the orientation of each others brothers, making up plots and ideas that would blow your mind, constantly mocking each other, and generally hanging out.

Even our latest excusion to Parramatta (which we have decided is awesome.) only happened after lots of nagging on my part, a fluke realisation that lots of buses ran to Parra, and ended with asian store food, new nicknames, more plans and Liz claiming she will never doubt me again which i give until tomorrow night to last.

All in all she is alright by me,

BRP for life.