Don't have time to chat, I'm off to run on the beach, water-ski, and ride horses wearing white pants. Yes, I'm THAT "confident"
I would have thought that a sure-fire way to have a
"Oh my goodness, where have you been I haven't seen you in ten years!"
Subtext: WHAT IS SHE WEARING?
Subtext: HAHAHAHA SHE PUT ON WEIGHT
Subtext: WHY IS SHE HERE, IS SHE ON THE RUN FROM THE LAW
experience (inevitable: lots of people I went to school with live in and around the town I am moving to)
was to go to the local Priceline and stock up with what might have appeared to be seven years' worth of sanitary products.
I was wrong.
I am ever so slightly disappointed by this, but can't figure out if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
There are more embarrassing reunion scenarios.
I suppose I COULD run into the boy I had a teenage-crush on when arriving for a pap-smear.
But that seems unlikely - I suspect he is a farmer now, making him a gynaecologist of an entirely different sort.
Other observations:
1. Grizzlewick and I had a lunch that cost us $8 for one elaborate and one non-elaborate sandwich and drinks. Neat.
2. I had a long conversation yesterday with a woman who was inspecting the same house as we were. That would never happen in Melbourne. The last house-inspections we went to, everyone was concentrating on figuring out ways to discredit each other with the real estate agent or failing that, slit each others' throat so that they could get the house in question first.
3. That child o'mine (sweet?) is very patient. He sat through six hours of driving from one house to the next and never never never having the joy of his parents saying "we'll take this one".
4. Two bedrooms is not enough when you are a pain-in-the-arse nit-picker like me.
5. When our car has no stereo I sing the following songs:
Heartbeats - Jose Gonzales (by way of Royksopp, I know)
Stickshifts and Safetybelts - Cake
Lies - Fleetwood Mac
Peaches - Presidents of the United States of America*
Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps - insert lounge artist here, my preferred version by Doris Day
* I think everyone sings that when they're relocating to a rural area. It's like a law or something. I'm surprised the Vic Government didn't go with that as their theme song for 'Make It Happen' actually.
"Oh my goodness, where have you been I haven't seen you in ten years!"
Subtext: WHAT IS SHE WEARING?
Subtext: HAHAHAHA SHE PUT ON WEIGHT
Subtext: WHY IS SHE HERE, IS SHE ON THE RUN FROM THE LAW
experience (inevitable: lots of people I went to school with live in and around the town I am moving to)
was to go to the local Priceline and stock up with what might have appeared to be seven years' worth of sanitary products.
I was wrong.
I am ever so slightly disappointed by this, but can't figure out if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
There are more embarrassing reunion scenarios.
I suppose I COULD run into the boy I had a teenage-crush on when arriving for a pap-smear.
But that seems unlikely - I suspect he is a farmer now, making him a gynaecologist of an entirely different sort.
Other observations:
1. Grizzlewick and I had a lunch that cost us $8 for one elaborate and one non-elaborate sandwich and drinks. Neat.
2. I had a long conversation yesterday with a woman who was inspecting the same house as we were. That would never happen in Melbourne. The last house-inspections we went to, everyone was concentrating on figuring out ways to discredit each other with the real estate agent or failing that, slit each others' throat so that they could get the house in question first.
3. That child o'mine (sweet?) is very patient. He sat through six hours of driving from one house to the next and never never never having the joy of his parents saying "we'll take this one".
4. Two bedrooms is not enough when you are a pain-in-the-arse nit-picker like me.
5. When our car has no stereo I sing the following songs:
Heartbeats - Jose Gonzales (by way of Royksopp, I know)
Stickshifts and Safetybelts - Cake
Lies - Fleetwood Mac
Peaches - Presidents of the United States of America*
Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps - insert lounge artist here, my preferred version by Doris Day
* I think everyone sings that when they're relocating to a rural area. It's like a law or something. I'm surprised the Vic Government didn't go with that as their theme song for 'Make It Happen' actually.
posted by gigglewick at
8:45 am
5 Comments:
YES! The peaches song, I sang it too.. :) And I have been here now for 10 months, I have not eaten one peach. I must remedy this situation.
I'm glad for you that you know the area, because I did not know the place I was moving to at all, and it was pretty terrifying. But it seems to have worked out ok so far. ;)
Regarding that peaches song, I once moved to a town that was pretty close to one of the better known peach canning towns in the State, so it was on pretty high rotation (in my head).
Also, I once wrote an article in praise of an incredible donut van in a town on the south coast of NSW and called it "moving to the country I'm gonna eat a lot of donuts" and I think that title annoyed nearly everyone who read it.
I assume that incorporating that song into the "making it happen" campaign is what Bracksy had in mind when he started making ads saying there's more that needs to be done for regional Victoria.
And in conclusion, I don't much care for that song, but the videoclip with the ninjas was seriously hilarious.
Snoskred and INCraig,
yes, ninjas ARE funny - they are certainly the funniest thing about that song.
INCraig, lucky that you kept the song in your head - I'll bet that the assembled belligerent crews of cannery workers (of which I know one, actually) would have spontaneously beaten you to death with a can-opener if you'd whistled it walking down the street.
Good luck with the change of scene! I hope the ninjas (who lurk in trees EVERYWHERE in rural areas) will treat you kindly.
me too Meva, me too.
After all, there are apparently "millions of peaches". Surely they can spare a few?
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