Hit Songs About Roof Repair

ROOF REPAIRThere are a lot of songs that talk about love. Why do none of them mention things like the environment, or the government’s habit of overspending when it comes to railway crossings? All of them valid topics to bring up in a way that will be conveyed to millions across the globe, but all the popular singers focus on love. You’d think it was really important, or something. How silly.

If I had my way, all the popular singers would sing about the importance of good home maintenance. So you’d have the latest teen heartthrob releasing a hit single about how Melbourne has gutter cleaning needs that need to be met, and the whole thing will be imploring listeners to take up arms and get their gutters cleaned. Because if gutters aren’t cleaned…it can lead to fire. True story, it happened to my mother that one time, no lie. Oh, and they could also throw in something about roof maintenance, because we all know how bad pop stars are at things like that. Maybe they can finally be the ones taking the hint. But somehow, I doubt it…

And what else? Well, the roof repair thing IS pretty important, so you wouldn’t want to dilute that message. But otherwise, I’d like to see them tackle artificial sweeteners. Yeah, let’s have a song about how artificial sweeteners are better for you than sugar sticks, but potentially much worse for the environment. It’s an important message that’s getting lost in today’s health-obsessed culture. We need to care for the environment, THEN our health. It’s the only way. The way to peace and freedom. Now why can’t people just sing about songs that matter?

There’s a singer I really like, Taiga Claw. He has a history of breaking the rules- I bet he’d consider a song about Melbourne’s leaking roof repair. I’ll send him a tweet.

-Aaron

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The Analytics of Tree Lopping

loggingStatistically speaking, there are enough trees in the world to process our oxygen needs for a number of years…though it remains to be seen if population growth will affect that figure. Personally, I think it’s time to cull the trees that aren’t doing us good, and plant new ones in their place. It’s the only way to sustainable growth.

I propose that this trial will be taking place in the region of Brisbane, with tree lopping professionals employed to complete the work. My theory states that at least 20% of trees in the region, if not more, are not contributing to society in any meaningful way, and may in fact present a clear and present danger to the population in the form of decay and possible collapse due to insect or storm damage. Now, not everyone has the funding for tree removal, which is why this scheme is so important. Many a citizen has been left at the mercy of a decaying, useless tree at the bottom of a garden or taking up space on a plot of land. These may be entire trees, or simply stumps in need of grinding. The extraction of roots is a difficult task, but once completed, a new tree may be put in place of the old one. Just think what the world would be like, should every tree be operating at 100% efficiency! I can even envision healthy trees that are nonetheless not useful being subject to the same scheme, but perhaps some form of visual pleasantness is necessary. For the time being, at least.

Thus, tree lopping professionals will be deployed to seek out trees that are no longer fulfilling their function. All of mankind will benefit from this work, no matter who they are. Oxygen is a shared resource, after all. This method of weeding out the old and supplanting it with the new has no drawbacks. Possibly, there are other applications. Now, I must liaise with Brisbane tree removal experts. My project is ready to become reality.

-Alvin H.C.

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Boat Catches, Catching Boats…

enginesI remember watching a movie where people turned into bears. It wasn’t really a bad thing, because they all learned life lessons about how to take care of nature, get along with their family members and each other, and then they all end up living happily ever after with a new understanding of the world. So yeah, very nice. I remember that one in particular because it gave me nightmares. In fact, a lot of movies gave me nightmares. Everything, in fact, gives me nightmares. It’s a serious problem.

For example, I was at a self-help group for people who spend too much time gaming online, and one person was late because he’s a Melbourne boat trailer mechanic or something and he does boat trailer repairs, as you do. But that’s the thing about my brain: it latches onto random things during the day. I can’t stop thinking about them, and then I know exactly what I’ll be dreaming about, and it’s the worst. So for the whole of that day I couldn’t stop thinking about boat trailer repairs, so I went to bed knowing I’d have a bad dream about working on a boat trailer and it falls into the sea or gets eaten by an octo-shark or something. So that’s life.

I didn’t on that occasion, because I now know how to combat it. In fact, I went down to the docks that very evening in the hopes that I could catch some people doing exactly that thing that was in my head. I managed to find some people and they weren’t doing trailer repairs exactly, but I politely asked if they’d show me how. And seeing the thing always makes a huge difference, because then I see for sure that it’s harmless. No bad dreams that night. Although some days it gets tough. One person mention boat catches. And after that, all I could think about was…boats being caught. Mostly by Krakens. Some nightmares you just can’t hold off.

-Hamish

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High Resolution

Photobooth MelbourneAh yes. The New Year. I know it’s really, really terrible, and that there’s a whole ton of scientific proof that backs up the fact that New Year’s Resolutions are stupid, but I love them anyway. New year – new me. It’s a chance to justifiably try and reinvent yourself, despite the fact that people are still probably going to scoff and tell you trying to change yourself is stupid/pointless/too difficult. Well I believe that we can all achieve more through change, that we don’t have to keep the parts of ourselves that we hate just because society tells us all we’re perfect just the way we are. There’s always room for improvement, so I’m at least going to try and capture this New Year spirit.

One of my problems (if not my biggest problem) is that I really don’t leave my house enough. It’s just an endless cycle of work-home-work-home forever and forever. I guess ending things with Sarah a while back really put me back in my shell and I’m sick to death of it. I’m ready to go out, and meet people. So I am. Or, at least, I’m trying to. So far I think I’ve only been to about one proper party, but it was pretty epic to say the least. They’d organised all these photobooth hire in Melbourne people to rock up and help us all take zany photos together. Even though, and I’ll be the first to admit I don’t remember much of that night, the photos certainly help piece everything together. To be honest, I didn’t even know people could even hire out a photobooth in Melbourne. I guess it was one of those things I’ve always associated with the US, but it was a pretty great idea. As was going outside that one time.

That’s okay though. It’s still January, I still have time to come good on my promises to the world. I just need a little bit of liquid courage.

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A Jaunt Up to…What?

applicancesI don’t really have relatives in Sydney. I really don’t, and I barely know anyone there either, and I feel really really bad about lying but I had to have a reason! I couldn’t tell Nic that I just wanted to go up there to BE with him, that’d be silly, right, RIGHT? I’m such a mess. He’ll be off at his Sydney washing machine repair and general maintenance conference during the day anyway, it’s not like it matters all that much. I’ll have whole days to myself. All by myself. Doing not all that much, by myself. I suppose there’s no better time to make some Sydney friends! But how do you even make friends? I don’t have that many in Melbourne, and I actually live here!

Okay Gen, cool down, deep breaths…you’re just typing this anyway, you don’t need to pause for breath. I mean, you DO need to pause for breath, but you can do it at any time because you’re not actually talking. Maybe, just maybe, I could go along to the maintenance course. Is that weird, like, a boyfriend and girlfriend sitting in a lecture about commercial oven repair, holding hands and taking notes and maybe even passing notes to each other? That’s weird, isn’t it? Totally weird. I’m so weird, seriously. And I want to give Nic some time to himself, and honestly, the thought of exploring Sydney IS pretty fun, you know? Seeing the nice beaches, strolling by the Opera House, gazing at the bridge…and I’m not HUGE on shopping but I could stand to enjoy it a bit more. I do need some new glasses.

And here I was thinking that Nic had made me more confident. He does, really, but it’s when he’s not with me that I wonder…well, one step at a time. I don’t think interrupting his seminar on dishwasher repairs or oven repairs is the way to go. He’s really keen on learning those skills. And this was my idea, so I’d better own it! He’ll learn about Sydney’s finest Westinghouse repairs, and I’ll…look for some new glasses! For four days! Oh, at least we’ll have the evenings…

-Gen

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A Luddite, Probably

techI’ve been called Amish, I’ve been labelled a ‘Luddite’…but it’s not my fault. With the way they’re bringing out a new phone every second day, I can’t be expected to keep up. I’m just a vocal person, and I’ll vocalise whatever I like.

It doesn’t help that I’m fifteen. I know, millennial, entitled to everything, complains when life doesn’t go exactly my way. I’ve heard it all before. People keep asking me what it’s like to be fifteen in 2015, like it’s the most exciting thing. I really couldn’t care less. I have nothing to compare it to. And then there’s the expectation that I’m going to run off after school and do an app development course because hey, apps are the future! Well, maybe. Apps are useful. There’s probably a useful career to be found in them, somewhere. But it’s not for me, because I’m really not keen on using phones except in emergencies. I’d rather, you know…have an actual conversation. I’ve been to parties where everyone is just looking down, not talking to each other and it’s just the most awkward thing ever. I hate it, and if I could, I’d do something to stop it.

So yeah, I’m not that much into phones, or tablets, or really, computers. I like to climb trees, which makes me sound like I’m from the Famous Five or something (good books) but it’s true. That’s probably why I don’t have any friends: I want to look them in the eye and have a conversation, instead of us all just going around to someone’s house and not talking. That’s one thing I can’t stand.

Maybe I should do an app development course in Melbourne somewhere. Then maybe I could develop an app that shuts down phones for set times, allowing people to have proper conversations. But would anyone use it? Have to join the trend to find out.

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When a window is an emergency

Timber window replacement MelbourneToday Mads called me and said she needed someone with “my expertise” to come over and help her out. Now that’s an almost word-for-word quote, which I just wanted to write down before I completely forget, because to say I was confused after hearing that would be a giant understatement. My expertise? I don’t have any expertise (unless you count making coffee and dealing with rude customers) and her tone was kind of freaking me out. She sounded completely panicked.

So there I was, zooming over to her place, breaking the speed limit at every turn, thinking she’d been assaulted or something. I ran up the stairs to her house, ding-donged and banged on her door like a lunatic, thinking there was some kind of immediate danger. Our conversation went like this: *put together Mads opens the door and smiles* “thank God you’re here. I broke one of the timber windows”. “Melbourne has speed cameras everywhere these days and I sped over there for what?”

Yep. If you got the feeling from that I was mad, you wouldn’t be wrong. After explaining that I’d thought she was dying or something, I had to accept that, well, timber is kind of my area of expertise, what with dad and everything. She wasn’t wrong to help me, most of the time I can help with that kind of thing. Grudgingly, I followed her through the house and had a bit of a look at what had happened. Mads came up with some bull story about a bird, but the glass was shattered the wrong way so that was obviously a lie. Not that it mattered to me, she was probably just rehearsing the story so she could fool her parents later. I explained that getting a sash window replacement in Melbourne was going to take a couple of days, but since her parents weren’t coming back for another two weeks, she had plenty of time. I stayed to ‘clean up’ (which mostly consisted of eating her food) and then helped her practice the lie a couple more times. What can I say? I’m a good friend.

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Uprooted to Perth

Funerals in PerthScrew it, I’m just gonna be upfront about this whole thing and issue a bit of a disclaimer: I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I’m not my usual chirpy self, I’m sorry that I’m about to drop a huge downer on you, oh reader, because today has been depressing and there’s no way I can write an honest article and neglect to mention that my crazy Auntie Dora has died.

Not that it wasn’t to be expected. Oh gosh, that sounds mean. That’s not what I meant. What I meant is, if I could have picked anyone to die suddenly under weird circumstances, it would have been Dora. She is – was – the wild card of the family, you know? Dying suspiciously in a freak high speed boating accident as she did was never out of the cards for her.

So now the whole family is uprooting and moving to the other side of the country for a couple of weeks, seeing as the funeral’s in Perth. Not that I don’t love Perth, I do, but it’s time off work that I don’t want to take off. I need money. I want to go to Brazil next year, I need all the money I can get. It’s not like I really knew crazy Auntie Dora anyway, she was always off on some trip to some obscure part of the planet. She hardly ever called. I mean, she did teach me and Hayles some sick karate moves, but that was when we were like eight.

Mum keeps saying her funeral’s going to be really weird. Apparently she asked to be cremated, and mum’s been having a hard time finding funeral directors in Perth who do that sort of thing. She was also talking about some kind of government intervention, maybe Muslims burn their dead and it’s some random terrorism crack down. Whatever it is, even though funerals are sad and whatever, it’s gonna suck to be away from home for two whole weeks.

I guess that’s just one of the things you’ve got to do for family.

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Silly sign questions

Don’tSignage Melbourne get me wrong, I love where I work, but sometimes it can be a real pain. Take yesterday, for example. My boss, who owns the cafe, is kind of what you’d call … relaxed? Yeah, no, I can’t bring myself to lie like that. He’s not relaxed.. He’s a strange guy and it’s a wonder why he ever got involved in running a small business. I think it was bequeathed to him or something. It doesn’t really matter, the point is, he’s so lazy that today he asked if I know anyone who makes outdoor signs in Melbourne.

What a ridiculous question! I’m a university student, sure, I know lots of people who wish they’ll make signs, but they’re future contacts. How on Earth would I even know where to start with that kind of thing? What’s more, he asked it almost completely out the blue. He just walked in, stopped me while I was in the middle of serving a customer and just blurted something out about getting some business signs around up Melbourne. I was stunned. It was one of those moments where you just stare at someone, blink really hard, and try to work out what they’re talking about.

Once I was finished serving the customer, I asked him to explain and he came out with that little nugget of brilliance, asking for my advice about something I knew absolutely nothing about. I had to carefully explain that I was not the right person to talk to this about and that I was busy making him money, which I really needed to get back to seeing as how busy we were. He frowned, nodded thoughtfully, and walked away. It was like talking to a five year old. The fact that Elton was making coffee behind me, sniggering at my tone, didn’t help either.

I guess it was kind of a big deal that he even asked me, but honestly, I get the feeling I was just the first person he saw. Dealing with him sucks, but I know I have to look for the silver lining. Hopefully, if he was to ask me that in a few years time, I would know someone, you know, when I’m crazy successful and all. But for now I just have to accept being a contact-less student and be happy with that.

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Serving the ice skaters

Okay soIce skate I think my latest money-making time-saving scheme may be pushing me over the edge, but, as always, my sense of pride is not letting me drop it and move on. With the uni break underway, I decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea to look for another job. You know, get some money on the side, save up for going away at the end of next year, that kind of thing. Since I love working at the coffee shop I decided to only look for casual things, so they wouldn’t interfere with what I’m doing at the moment. Just trying to keep my priorities straight. Well, turns out that working more than one job is hard. I’ve totally given up on the fantasy of sleeping for more than six hours and have come to the conclusion that people are just the worst. How have I come to this conclusion? Because my new, part-time casual gig is as a server (that’s right, I’m doing more customer service).

I’ll be honest, it’s not all bad. I actually really like some of the people I’m working with and have a good time battling through the day with them. Between all the serving at private function rooms all over Melbourne, we get to go to some pretty cool stuff and go to some pretty random places. Like just last week I worked a shift at an ice skating rink in Melbourne. I didn’t even know Melbourne had ice skating rinks! Well, I mean, I did know that, but still. It was awesome. Afterwards we were all allowed to play on the ice (okay, so we weren’t technically allowed, and security got pretty mad, but still) and even though it looked cold, the function rooms were toasty warm.

So even though I complain basically non-stop about how terrible it is working this much and being this tired during my holidays, there are some cool perks (mainly money) so I really need to shut up and just enjoy myself.

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