Dude, where''s my scooter?
Hello universe!
Wow has it been a while since I graced the cyber world with my not always so pleasant rantings. So I've been jumping between Perth and Broome for work, which has been awesome. Spent a month of the last two there workin' on my tan and disco moves. I felt bad, My friend Naomi had this scooter she leant me while I was there because she cracked a rib and couldn't ride it. So I'm all like "Yeah I have a scooter. Awesome." Anyway after two days and several near fatal accidents (me on a scooter=ubba bad driving) I get up one day to a phone call from Nomes saying "Dude, where's my scooter" and I'm like "out the front of my house." Alas it was not. She had just received a call from the boyz in blue saying it had been found crashed in a ditch 200 meters from where I live. Hahaha the only person worse at driving the fucking thing is the poor fucker who stole it! Karma my friend. Karma.
Anyway I go and get it and the crash has rendered it not usable, so depressed I wheel it back and leave it out the front of my house again. Stupid, because two days later, it was gone again. This time it's gone for five days, but strangely, I get up one morning after it has been reported stolen for several days and there it is, parked out the front of my house??? Is this a considerate thief who returned it when they no longer had use for it or discovered it didn't work, or a very guilty conscience? Hmmmm
So I'm back now in not so sunny Perth and feel old. I went to fill up my car yesterday and the chick behind the counter starts laughing at me and I'm all like "What you laughin at Willis?" and she says "You're t-shirt is funny. The picture." I'm wearing a Nevermind shirt. I said "haven't you ever seen this image before (you know the swimming baby with the $1 bill)?" and she says "No." NO!!! This chick had to be at least 20. What the shit. On a positive note, I just finished the third draft of my new feature and start shooting my new short in two weeks. Werd.
Wow has it been a while since I graced the cyber world with my not always so pleasant rantings. So I've been jumping between Perth and Broome for work, which has been awesome. Spent a month of the last two there workin' on my tan and disco moves. I felt bad, My friend Naomi had this scooter she leant me while I was there because she cracked a rib and couldn't ride it. So I'm all like "Yeah I have a scooter. Awesome." Anyway after two days and several near fatal accidents (me on a scooter=ubba bad driving) I get up one day to a phone call from Nomes saying "Dude, where's my scooter" and I'm like "out the front of my house." Alas it was not. She had just received a call from the boyz in blue saying it had been found crashed in a ditch 200 meters from where I live. Hahaha the only person worse at driving the fucking thing is the poor fucker who stole it! Karma my friend. Karma.
Anyway I go and get it and the crash has rendered it not usable, so depressed I wheel it back and leave it out the front of my house again. Stupid, because two days later, it was gone again. This time it's gone for five days, but strangely, I get up one morning after it has been reported stolen for several days and there it is, parked out the front of my house??? Is this a considerate thief who returned it when they no longer had use for it or discovered it didn't work, or a very guilty conscience? Hmmmm
So I'm back now in not so sunny Perth and feel old. I went to fill up my car yesterday and the chick behind the counter starts laughing at me and I'm all like "What you laughin at Willis?" and she says "You're t-shirt is funny. The picture." I'm wearing a Nevermind shirt. I said "haven't you ever seen this image before (you know the swimming baby with the $1 bill)?" and she says "No." NO!!! This chick had to be at least 20. What the shit. On a positive note, I just finished the third draft of my new feature and start shooting my new short in two weeks. Werd.