Ok, time to move on from my “one-hit-wonder” post status…

Alex and I made the tortuous bike path from Bulleen to Glen Waverley following East Link on Saturday.It was great fun.

For all you bike-path phobes out there, you should give it a try. As a matter of fact, I desperately implore you to take the route, so that there is at least one other person helping to ride through the tangle of cobwebs already forming on the maroondah highway pedestrian overpass. The lack of patronage is frightening.

I love a pedestrian overpass as much as the next bloke… what’s not to like? – pedestrian + heavy vehicle separation sounds like a good thing… in theory.

In practice, the effort and time wasted taking such a convoluted overpass makes any potential risk of a road fatality sound rather appealing. I make no claims to any actuarial credentials, but I would humbly argue that risk of death from accidental used-syringe impalement or red back spider bite whist overpassing said overpass would surely exceed that of catastrophic pancaking by semi-trailer…

But that’s just my opinion, and after careful consideration, maybe it was a good idea to spend a few lazy million on an overpass that nobody ever uses… where else can Rudd money go now that we can’t shovel them into flamable ceiling insulation?

First of all, I felt it was time I finally posted something… I for one am getting rather bored by the predominence of cycling posts and felt it was time I wrestled control away from the powerful ‘cycling faction’ of qweop…

Welcome to the world of posting as seen through the eyes of a.lam … – here you will find a liberal splattering of mis-spelt words and gratuatious use of the multiple full-stop pause ……….

So… anyway… as I was saying-

Melbourne held the FINA world championships last week which in spite of numerous world records being posted, suffered from a lack of patronage. It was more notable for the drug alegations Ian Thorpe had to face than anything else. I must confess the whole ‘FINA’ event had me a little puzzled too… why for do we have an acronym for a swimming event? Why doesnt anyone know what the acronym stands for? and why the heck does it have to be French? Since when has a Frenchman won anything in the pool?

And most importantly of all – why doesn’t Thorpedo come clean and admit it??!

it is ok
to be gay…

Leish and I attended a series of water polo matches, which as far as I could tell was one big under-water groping fest…. yeoOOCH! No amount of “no nut-nut” could stop these guys from kneeing and grabbing each other where only your partner should be allowed to venture. I spent most of my time watching the view of the underwater camera… and sitting with my legs firmly crossed… Appart from this slight detraction it looked like a lot of fun.

The upper body strength of some of these guys was freakish, which meant they could toss a ball around with some vigour… which is all the more reason why you wont see any balls of mine entering a water polo pool any time soon…