Sunday, January 01, 2006

Parenthood - Happy New Year

You know, Mrs. Buckman, you need a license to buy a dog, to drive a car - hell, you even need a license to catch a fish. But they'll let any butt-reaming asshole be a father. Keanu Reeves as Tod Higgins in Parenthood, 1989.

Happy New Year. The movie "Parenthood" was on last night, and I watched it again, with the above line being one of my favourites from the movie. I can really relate to this film being the parent of 3 children, one of which is "emotionally disturbed". No doubt I'll write more on that in the future.

I thought that today would turn out to be a disaster, but so far its turned out quite good. On Friday night I went out to the Treasury Casino here in Brisbane, and stayed out quite late. In my indominatable style, I didn't win - but in this case I didn't lose either. After about 4 hours of on and off gambling I came out with an extra $5. Woo Hoo. However, when you don't get home until around 2:00am it usually sets you up for a horror next few days as you try to catch up on sleep. In this case, my wife let me sleep in for a few extra hours on the Saturday, so I wasn't too bad off.

To top it off, this morning when I opened the papers and read out the lotto numbers, they happened to match a few of the numbers that I had on a Quick Pick - so you've got to love that. Enough for an extra Pizza for the week, but not enough to quit my job yet. This has put me in a reasonable frame of mind, and the kids haven't pushed my buttons yet. I think also, that after having a few days off over Christmas helps to soothe the soul a bit, and we'll see how we go once I get back to work.

One of the presents I got for Christmas was a Simpson's Hot Dog radio. This, of course, has been picked up by the eldest son as "his". He's at present running around with it tuned in to the local ethnic radio station, so we're getting a loud blast of Indian Bollywood music at present. Not that everyone doesn't love Bollywood, but a few hours of that and I should turn into the monster we all know and love.

Ciao for Now, and Happy New Year from the Angry Dad.

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