The Long Day
Great - I have to go interstate on business; the same day I'm due to head up north for a dirt bike weekend with the team.
4.00am: wake up
4.45am: drive to train station (normally drive to airport but can't risk the traffic on the way home)
5.00am: reach station at same time as a huge thunderstorm. Spend 15 minutes watching the rain pelt down until the train arrives.
6.15am: reach airport - no luggage so I can check in via e-check (takes 30 seconds)
7.00am: plane leaves on time
8.30am: reach destination; driver waiting to pick me up
9.20am: reach the interstate office. It's chaotic.
2.00pm: have done all I can - head back to the airport
2.40pm: arrive at airport - plane delayed
4.00pm: called for boarding - boarding pass does not work. I find someone with the same name as me asked for an earlier flight. Somehow they tranferred me to the earlier flight and sold my seat on this flight. Anxious time waiting while they try and find me a seat. Fortunately a last-minute cancellation occurs and I'm on the plane
5.10pm: finally take off after everyone waits for the last passenger to show up
6.45pm: back in town
7.45pm: return to car
8.00pm: home - get changed
9.00pm: finish loading car and bike trailer
12.15am: arrive at farm. Have a couple of drinks with the fellas
I found out that there isn't a patent on gravity so I submitted one. Now, everytime someone falls down, I get royalties. So, I hang around bars a lot, collecting from drunks at the end of the night. The parachuting schools and clubs hate me.
Steve Irwin dropped in today. He's a nice guy but I wish he wouldn't bring the crocodile with him. The kids are still asking about their missing bunnies and the wife doesn't believe my story about the cat being abducted by aliens.
The First Entry
Had dinner with Kylie Minogue. Nice bum. :) And she can sing. But I don't care about the singing.