Spent this evening at an Australian movie "premier". The movie - The Bet. The host - spunky Aden Young (although there's no explaining that accent - Canadian and Australian merged - but then again he is spunky so we can forgive that).
Was so nice to spend an evening watching a movie with aussie colloquialisms, views of Sydney and Sydney harbour, a healthy dose of political incorrectness and an ending that actually reflected a somewhat real scenario. I went along with a buddy from NYC - which made me appreciate just how much I have been missing those "inside jokes".
I've found that I've been here just long enough to now appreciate another level of american movies - for example derogatory references to mapquest finally make sense (you appreciate fairly quickly after the first time you use the site for directions - how you should have just used Yahoo maps).
Anyway back to The Bet...... another realisation that hit me tonight is exactly how small this world is. And that despite the millions of people living on this tiny island - also known as Manhattan - you still can run into some person you knew way back when.
Verdict:
1. Definitely an Aussie film worth watching..... it's Wall Street meets The Secret Life of Us.
2. Aussies definitely get around. No matter where you go in the world.... there's a fairly good chance you'll bump into an aussie you knew at sometime..... so be on your best behaviour
3. Aussie wine is definitely world class (ok so I admit there were drinks after the movie - Aussie drinks more precisely)
PS Speaking of films if you have not as yet seen Thank You for Smoking - go see it. Definitely a film for those of you that can see the funny side of political incorrectness.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Bonsoir from The Dam and Gay (aka Rainy) Paris
This entry is going to be short and ..... well short.
So I finally get a week off work to travel around some of Europe and enjoy some of the old countries - and what happens..... I get ill. Sick as. The whole time. Combined with the week long of rain I do not think that it fair to make too many comments about this trip. I think my perceptions of the countries visited (especially Paris) are marred by the fact I was so out of it.
A couple of observations I will note though:
* Kez - you are a particularly patient person ...... thanks for being so understanding of my lack of energy and need to sleep many many more hours than normal for any person. Also - many thanks for tolerating those middle of the night work calls! For those people that called - I have one URL for you: www.timeanddate.com. Seriously - it really is very simple. Just enter in where you are calling from - and where you are calling to. And voila! The site takes care of the rest.
* There are only 2 words you need to know in French and 1 in Dutch to survive any trip to Paris/Amsterdam. I'll give you a hint. "Pardon" works a treat. As too "Merci".
* The french really are as arrogant and unpleasant as their reputation suggests. Even the great shopping and chic style of the clothing/shoes does not make up for it (and yes before you ask I did manage to add to both my shoe collection and black top collection..... even in my zombie like state).
* The reek of both countries far surpasses the unpleasant smells in NYC. I had no idea it could be even close to that bad.
* The really do sell $5 bottles of wine in Paris. And it's not half bad. Unlike you Europe aficionados, I didn't realise it would cost more to buy a bottle of water than a bottle of wine. That was almost enough to redeem my view of Paris ..... but not quite enough.
My next couple of trips to Europe have a lot riding on them...... Europe has some major redeeming to do!
So I finally get a week off work to travel around some of Europe and enjoy some of the old countries - and what happens..... I get ill. Sick as. The whole time. Combined with the week long of rain I do not think that it fair to make too many comments about this trip. I think my perceptions of the countries visited (especially Paris) are marred by the fact I was so out of it.
A couple of observations I will note though:
* Kez - you are a particularly patient person ...... thanks for being so understanding of my lack of energy and need to sleep many many more hours than normal for any person. Also - many thanks for tolerating those middle of the night work calls! For those people that called - I have one URL for you: www.timeanddate.com. Seriously - it really is very simple. Just enter in where you are calling from - and where you are calling to. And voila! The site takes care of the rest.
* There are only 2 words you need to know in French and 1 in Dutch to survive any trip to Paris/Amsterdam. I'll give you a hint. "Pardon" works a treat. As too "Merci".
* The french really are as arrogant and unpleasant as their reputation suggests. Even the great shopping and chic style of the clothing/shoes does not make up for it (and yes before you ask I did manage to add to both my shoe collection and black top collection..... even in my zombie like state).
* The reek of both countries far surpasses the unpleasant smells in NYC. I had no idea it could be even close to that bad.
* The really do sell $5 bottles of wine in Paris. And it's not half bad. Unlike you Europe aficionados, I didn't realise it would cost more to buy a bottle of water than a bottle of wine. That was almost enough to redeem my view of Paris ..... but not quite enough.
My next couple of trips to Europe have a lot riding on them...... Europe has some major redeeming to do!
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Letter of Apology
Dear Miss You Know Who You Are....
I feel I owe you a big apology - that I have failed you in some way. But in an effort to redeem myself let me memorialise the 3 golden rules of ordering a rum and coke.
1. A must - if the drink that is handed to you is not a dark - somewhat coke colour - then hand it back. Chances are - it's not a coke and rum.
2. Rum and soda does not a rum and coke make. You can usually tell that it is not a rum and coke by the fact the colour is..... well clear instead of the brown colour of coke. Refer to remedy listed in bullet 1. above.
3. And while one may think it goes without saying - a wedge of lime is the icing on the cake.
Hope this helps for future reference.
Luv
Vee
PS You are banned from ordering drinks in future - it's a safety measure in case the rules are forgotten.
I feel I owe you a big apology - that I have failed you in some way. But in an effort to redeem myself let me memorialise the 3 golden rules of ordering a rum and coke.
1. A must - if the drink that is handed to you is not a dark - somewhat coke colour - then hand it back. Chances are - it's not a coke and rum.
2. Rum and soda does not a rum and coke make. You can usually tell that it is not a rum and coke by the fact the colour is..... well clear instead of the brown colour of coke. Refer to remedy listed in bullet 1. above.
3. And while one may think it goes without saying - a wedge of lime is the icing on the cake.
Hope this helps for future reference.
Luv
Vee
PS You are banned from ordering drinks in future - it's a safety measure in case the rules are forgotten.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Flatmates and Cosmos
So. It has been a long long long while since I last took the time to create a new blog entry. Apologies to the loyal followers. I am still with us all.
Many reasons for this..... the only one relevant is that I have been slack. Too many things going on and not enough time to focus on keeping in touch.
Lots has happened but most has been NYC LAU (Life as Usual). These past few weeks I have had a house guest. Kez (a buddy of mine for the majority of my existence) is staying with me for all of March. For those of you that know me having a flatmate is new. But I have been having fun and enjoying the company.
That said.... late nights, early starts, painful work clients and entertainment galore has made for a very yawny me. It's a good life for some though (ie Kez - snoozing as I leave for the office each morning).
Having a flatmate is definitely new for me. But I could get used to it very quickly. Coming home to someone cooking you a yummy dinner. Yep you read correctly. My kitchen has been deflowered. Hope it doesn't get used to it. I suspect I will not be continuing the trend. The funniest moments are when I get questions like....
-Kez: "Where's the oil?"
-Vee: "Oil? Ummm......do you absolutely need oil?.....Ummmm..... vodka wont work?"
Kez's efforts do not go unrewarded though (I am my mother's daughter after all). Kez is currently my "Vee's Cosmo" guinea pig. I've been experimenting and of course need a taste tester. She didn't put up too much of a fight though. Mrs M - I apologise in advance if I am bad influence on Kerry. It's really the fault of the city.
Many reasons for this..... the only one relevant is that I have been slack. Too many things going on and not enough time to focus on keeping in touch.
Lots has happened but most has been NYC LAU (Life as Usual). These past few weeks I have had a house guest. Kez (a buddy of mine for the majority of my existence) is staying with me for all of March. For those of you that know me having a flatmate is new. But I have been having fun and enjoying the company.
That said.... late nights, early starts, painful work clients and entertainment galore has made for a very yawny me. It's a good life for some though (ie Kez - snoozing as I leave for the office each morning).
Having a flatmate is definitely new for me. But I could get used to it very quickly. Coming home to someone cooking you a yummy dinner. Yep you read correctly. My kitchen has been deflowered. Hope it doesn't get used to it. I suspect I will not be continuing the trend. The funniest moments are when I get questions like....
-Kez: "Where's the oil?"
-Vee: "Oil? Ummm......do you absolutely need oil?.....Ummmm..... vodka wont work?"
Kez's efforts do not go unrewarded though (I am my mother's daughter after all). Kez is currently my "Vee's Cosmo" guinea pig. I've been experimenting and of course need a taste tester. She didn't put up too much of a fight though. Mrs M - I apologise in advance if I am bad influence on Kerry. It's really the fault of the city.
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