I’m back

Not like Michael Jordan back; barely a few games and limited success. I’m talking about the kind of “back” where I probably don’t mean it and I’ll be gone again in a few days.

Regardless, I’m blogging. And if you’re one of the many 2 people who have asked me when I’m going to start writing again, then the answer is now. Now!

Alright, so this is the last Mitch post. You might notice that all the old posts are back, which I didn’t think they would ever be, but moreso that the design has changed for a rather final step. This design, for better or worse, will be the design I continue to use for some time. There will be minor 1.1.x updates, but this is all.

So what am I going to write about? It’ll still be a little about me, but I am going to try and give the blog some aim and some direction. I update Twitter several times a day with the boring shit I get up to, and I have facebook for boring banter, I want to give the site some direction.

So, this is what will (hopefully) happen over the next few weeks. I will delete quite a few old posts that are just crap. I will tag the posts that are here now and get the blog acting a little more 2.0 (‘cuz I’m 1337). And I will hopefully start blogging about things with a little more substance

Oh, and I’m going to delete all, and I mean ALL, the posts that mention that I am going to start writing again. Including this one if I don’t hold my word and don’t start writing more often.

So peace out, comment like a madman, and stay cool.

24 beers in a case, 24 years in my life…

While it’s no coincidence, it may interest some that I have just celebrated my 24th birthday this Wednesday 6th, September. I’m a year older and no wiser, I have just resigned to the fact that it’s all downhill from here. More to come after birthday drinks tomorrow night! Let the absynth flow!


A few years ago when I registered my first domain name, digitalheroine.com (no longer in use), I received a letter that really got to me. This letter was from a rival domain registrar to Dotster, the company I have chosen to manage all my domains through. This letter offered me “cheaper” domain registration, even though it was in fact far more expensive than the registrar that I was already using.

This morning a letter arrived from the US and I thought it was going to be another similar letter. I studied the envelope carefully and considered throwing it out until I took a close look and realised it was from America Online (AOL). Some will remember my small gripe with AOL (October 23, 2005) after they closed down Mailblocks, the mail service I had used and trusted for quite some time.

One of the things that came about during the time when I was pissed off was a promise from AOL to refund what I had paid for my “Pro” account. I went through the steps, filled out the form and never believed for a moment that the day would come that I would actually see my check. So this morning when I go through my bank statements, open up my new books from Amazon and find the letter from AOL, I realize that I’ve don it! I FUCKING WON! I BEAT AOL! I have a check in my hand for $24.95 and the feeling is so satisfying that I am not going to cash it. I will keep it for all time, a tribute to the occasion I managed to get something out of AOL. The bastards.

AOL Refind   AOL Refund
AOL Refund   AOL Refund

3 Reasons to Query Your Telco Bill

Tonight I logged on to check my phone bill and noticed it was a bit large and went through some documentation I had here in hard copy. I found a bill saying that I had around $80 overdue on my account and figured that is why it was large and called my Telco (I won’t drom names) to say “whassup?!” It turns out that my charges were legitimate and I just use my phone to much, but the coolest thing happened afterwards.

The operator on the phone asked me politely, “may I take a few minutes of your time and ask your some questions about your service with [Telco]?”

This is where I am supposed to say that my capped plan is awesome and I love making phone calls and text I don’t have to pay for and laugh in the operators face. Instead I realize that the only thing I have to look forward to tonight is trying to code some PHP with a headache so I humor him. “Sure,” I say smoothly and prepare my replies for when he offers me shitty ways to “reduce my bill”.

“How would you like to pay $10 less per month, get another $300 worth of calls, get less expensive calls, be one of the first to try out the 3G network in Australia, AND get a new Nokia N70 phone?”

My wit escapes me and my replies all seem like discarded palm cards as I stutter, “what’s the catch?”

The operator laughs and cooly says, “the same catch we always have here at [Telco], you just have to sign for another 12 months!”

Now, for those of you who are uninitiated: I am a mobile-a-holic. Seriously. I text a lot, I talk a lot and I love the idea of being in touch with people and I use my phone for almost everything. So offering a free phone that has all the latest gadgets to a technophile and a mobile addict is like putting cake in front of a fat kid.

So, the three reasons to query your Telco:

  1. Cheaper shit
  2. New, free and cool phone
  3. I won indoor soccer

Clearly 3 has nothing to do with anything, but I had to put that in there. Take that you little 17 year old twats, we smashed your asses and I feel like such a hero in my own lunchbox!

Sincerely yours,
Signing off,

P.S. Rawk! m/

//www.flickr.com/people/bananasontoast/ on flickr.com

Nokia N70, originally uploaded by bananasontoast on flickr.com.

New Haircut

New Haircut by http://www.flickr.com/people/bananasontoast/ on flickr.com

New Haircut, originally uploaded by bananasontoast on flickr.com.

I went to my hair dresser today and did the normal routine. We joked around for a while about how I am always making her open late because I work long hours, we joked about how I was finally sober when she was seeing me and I sat in the chair ready for my usual haircut.

Now, I normally say, “clippers up the side, a bit of length on the top, but not too much so I can spike it a little.”

Today I said, “okay Lisa, give me what you got! My hair is yours, do what you will!”

Now, the look in her eye should have told me to be careful. Or maybe it was the way she used the clippers and scissors. One way or anything, I ended up with possibly the worlds craziest haircut and I honestly love it! She zigged, she zagged and she carved out a masterpiece.

I’m a GQ playa!

I'm a GQ playa! by http://www.flickr.com/people/bananasontoast/ on flickr.com

I’m a GQ playa!, originally uploaded by bananasontoast on flickr.com.

According to Melpo, I am a GQ playa. For those who are lame (like me) and have no idea what this means, check this shit out…

UrbanDictionary.com defins GQ as; “Used to describe a guy who is dressed nicely, very sleek, or very sexy to the ladies. The term comes form the men’s fashion magazine named GQ. Example: Damn nigga, you all GQued up 2nite, huh?

…that’s right peoples, how fine am I?! TOO FINE! Hahahaha.