Boss Of Everything

Stuff!

Posted on October 20th, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: News.

Psst, you know… I’m not sure if I’ve said this before but I fucken LOVE stuff!!! No seriously. Can NOT get enough of it. ‘Specially all this shiny stuff! Yeah, the kids are great and everything, if you like that kind of thing but a new telly!? Nothing beats it!

Ok, two new tellies. Sure, that would be better.

Or a bigger newer one than the one I just got. Mmm, might be better.

Shaddap, you’re distracting me from the telly.

(Spike loves BBC News. He finds the CNN feed, full of fluff and SBS news; too patronising.)

My brother had the first (or bloody close to it) plasma screen telly in Australia. He won it. I had the wall space to hang it. Yay me! I mean, congratulations Noel. It was the year 2000 (the one Conan O’Brien tells future-tales from) and the Syderney Olympics were on. What a time to have a wall busting $20,000 telly. Yup, retarded eh? Its RRP (recommended retail price) was twenty grand. Here we are, nine years later and (thanks to a special someone to whom I shall bequeath all my finest spare eyes) I just picked up a new 42″ plasma for UNDER $600. I know this is a stupid deal and I got very lucky but still, it’s RRP is still well under $2,000. It’s also about 320kg lighter!

Wouldn’t it be nice if house prices worked the same way? Not as a seller, obvs! Actually, that IS kinda what’s happened in LA. The same warehouse/loft apts we were looking at in ‘05 for $600 and 800k are now begging to be sold for high 3’s mid 400’s. (I know cause they keep sending me emails) Fuhgeddabout the rest of the country littered with a ‘burbsworth of over capitalised houses and over mortgaged householders… [From Time.com] “dropping property values have driven homes, on average, down to what they cost four years ago. Add in all those home equity loans people used to free up cash, and you’re left with a situation where more than 18% of homeowners now owe more than their house is worth.” We’ve remained remarkably untouched here in Australia. Yay if you’re selling, boo-hiss if you’re buying.

Wow, depressing.

Where was I? Ah yes… new shiny stuff!! Hubbalicious has imposed a Gadget Ban on the Scott Household for the rest of 09. He says we’ve reached our gadget limit (like there could even be such a thing!) for the year. Right after he said this, our microwave pirouetted its last dance and sputtered to a stop. Dead. Completely off of it’s bones. The microwave that is less than 2 yrs old so I made a “Not happy, Jan” phone call to Sanyo Pty Ltd. Turns out the man was very nice and offered to cover it under warranty – even though it’s out of warranty if I could find proof of purchase…

I hate filing cabinets.

Love tellys.

Hate filing cabinets.

Till next time!

Bossy Big Telly Haver, Cold Drink Drinker xxxx

Follow the MissItchy madness on Twitter. There’ll be more live stuff from us before the year’s out. Gird both loins and spay your cats. xxxx

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Obsessions

Posted on July 31st, 2008 by prinny.
Categories: Stories.

Food and Real Estate thankyouverymuch. If I find a house I can eat, I’m doomed! Ok, let me qualify that… if I can find a low carb house, that’s self propagating, near the city, with a yard and ok, no neighbours. I’m DOOMED! It’ll need to be full of glass (gonna be tricky to eat, I am aware of that but ultimately worth it I think) and gorgeous architectural features. High tech – naturellement – ginormo kitchen with the $80k stove I saw the other day (yes that’s eighty thousand dollars) a panoramic roof top deck and… a Butler. The interiors should give a shy nod towards disgustingly opulent. Not a Rose Hancock “I lub you Langley” disgustingly opulent. I’m looking more for a Grand Designs Kevin McCloud look-at-me-fawn-over-the-beauty-of-design kinda opulence. Proper opulence. Taste, if you will. The opposite of, “Look Rose, something tacky!”

Grand Designs makes me froth. A deep bubbling froth that has me oohing and sighing alternating with a lot of screaming, “Get outta my house!” GET OUT and take your awful framed wedding photos and your molting cat with you!” *sigh* So many pretty thing for people who don’t deserve them anywhere near as much as me.. mee… MEEEE! Feature walls of glass. Funky designer furniture in unique fabrics. Water features that don’t include pebbles and fake fish. Indoor gyms (don’t need to use it to have one). Ensuites with his and hers everythings. Sea Views and undercover parking… *sigh*

Gawd I love stuff! I disgust myself a little, with how much I love ’stuff’ but then I get more stuff and I forgive myself. “I forgive me.” “Thank you, you’re so kind.” “I know.” “Here have some stuff as way of thanks.” “Oh for me? Thank you.” “You’re welcome!” I’m so kinda AND polite. Obviously, in a past life I was a charming architect. I bet I was brilliant at it.

The other thing I slavishly obsess over is, food. Really, a fat chick loves food – who’da guessed?! That’s not a very nice thing to say about Linda, is it? Now come on. Apologise. “Sorry Yinya.” Ok, back to me. I love food too! (heh even hungry, I’m funny.) The Food Channel is a calorie whore who must be observed in this house. Ok, only by Spike and I but we love it enough for three people. B would rather shove silence in his eyes please. Although, enabling my addiction he lovingly sent me to this gorgeous link I clicked it and have become a devotee.

I read Slashfood and have been known to frequent Taste.com but this new geekafied foody site is just the bees knees, infused with orange zest and served on a saffron pilaf of cats meows. Open Source (surely Open Sauce would be more appropriaté, pas il?) Recipes. It does have great recipes, and gorgeous photographs of same. Admittedly, if you get close enough to cat food with good lighting you can make it look like delicious, expensive paté. But still, the cat food comment notwithstanding, it’s a gorgeous site.

Yeah yeah, I love my husband and my baby and writing and my iPhone blah blah blah… but if I could find a way to make a living from consuming real estate and food from the comfort of my own home, I would definitely explode with joy. Full on. Muck on the walls explode.

*sigh*

Thar she blows!

What’s obsessing you?

Me xxxx

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