Friday, March 17, 2006

That Which We Do Not Speak Of

We've avoided talking (complaining) about work or school while yapping away here on the oz-blog. The reasoning should be obvious. A simple google search of either Peggy or Nick Cawthon will bring up this page which you see before you. Should there be some unscrupulous remarks on co-workers, students or supervisors, drama could easily unfold. So, conversations that relate to the ol' 9-to-5 will have to be relegated to telephone or snail mail.

Where does that leave us? We mentioned in the last post that politics are a bit taboo, you can cross that one off the list. Sporting endeavors, that's OK. Traveling? Yep, that's good too. Eccentric Aussies? Sure, they are easy targets and good to make fun of. Weather? We've covered that quite a bit as well. There's stories surrounding our car, cockroaches, bad food. We'll try to mix it up as much as possible.

posted by ncawthon at 11:40 AM

Thursday, March 16, 2006

The Post Peggy Didn't Want You to See

Thank you for joining us for the second of our two consecutive Free World Leaders postings. We've consciously steered this blog away from any kind of political commentary, as not to alienate vital sections (you know who you are) of our reader base too much. That and not wanting the Department of Homeland Security waiting for us at the airport when trying to re-enter the states. But! In sporting news, Dubya went to India and Pakistan last week to get himself some that nuke-u-lar loving, and managed to play some crickey in the process. Upon seeing these photos, Peggy stated that her fearless leader has just ruined the novelty of the holding 'awkward American playing cricket' title which she could boast to her friends. Now, everyone it seems has had a spin and bowling the wickets.

Continuing with our (my) best Jon Stewart impression, Dubya thought that there was going to be a keg awaiting him at the other end of the pitch after he hit the ball. After being hit in the head with a ball (picture below), he commented, 'Dipanksar (or Deppie as he calls him), you're doing a helluva job'. Thankfully, Dubya was well suited to play a game which mandates a bunch of standing around for days on end. Ba-dum-pa! Thank you, please remember to tip the bus boys... I'll be here all week.



Peggy's cricket season has concluded for the next few months, allowing her to transition to her native sport of field hockey, of which she made the highly competitive second grade team for the University. Not much standing around in that sport. Should Dubya happen to visit another Commonwealth country, don a plaid skirt and try his hand at field hockey, I think the missus might give up sports altogether.

posted by ncawthon at 12:30 PM

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

A Queen for us Commoners

The Queen (Elizabeth II, not Amadala) is in town this week for the opening ceremonies of the Commonwealth Games, held in Melbourne over the next few weeks. If you thought that the Olympics had a hard time drawing a crowd, the Commonwealths fall somewhere in between the Goodwill games and the three legged sack race at the county fair. Peggy is amped about Field Hockey, I'm excited about the Lawn Bowling competition - I'm convinced it is going to be the sport of which I'll spend the next few decades dominating. Sri Lanka is also due to make a run at the badminton crown this year. If we had a television we'd be glued to it.

They've postponed the reverting of Daylight savings back to standard time for the two weeks while the games are on. I'm all for that, two more weeks of summer and late daylight. I've never been much of a morning person anyway. Carry on, my minions and God Save the Queen.

posted by ncawthon at 11:28 PM