Showing posts with label New Zealander of the Year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Zealander of the Year. Show all posts

Saturday, December 10, 2011

This Was My Year!

Does anyone else in the blogosphere agree I should have been New Zealander of the Year?

I'm not trying to blow my own trumpet or anything, but I have achieved a lot over the last 12 months.
  • I didn't kill anyone this year.
  • I didn't cheat anyone out of their money.
  • I didn't use ruthless violence to advance my nefarious and dubious schemes.
My achievement in refraining from these things deserves some sort of reward, surely. Otherwise why should I bother being non-evil?

Instead they gave the gong to a rugby player. I've nothing against Richie McCaw, but the way he kept the entire nation in a state of barely restrained near-panic over that foot of his ought to justify some sort of sanction. How dare you, sir! How very dare you! My poor heart has still not recovered.

I'll begrudgingly admit that winning the Rugby World Cup was important for the nation, particularly with the shitty year people have had.

But McCaw's had all the adulation he could ever want for that achievement. This was my year. My year!

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Do Me A Favour

People,

I know I haven't been posting much. But there's a good reason.

My colleagues often wonder how I can manage to hold down a demanding fulltime job, have young children and still regularly blog.

Well let me tell you how I do it. The secret is to write the first piece of crap that comes into your head, and to do it fast. Editing is optional. I can bash out a blog post in five minutes flat if everything is just right.

I normally try to knock out a post before I start work. I will even sometimes publish something while eating my lunch. But my most productive time is in the evening.

However, I've got a side project going at the moment, and it's been eating up most of my spare time (I actually have very little of it). I hope to reveal that this evening, when I'm back in front of my home PC.

In the meantime, would you mind at all nominating me for New Zealander of the Year? What have I done to deserve it, you ask? Just make something up. It doesn't matter. But I MUST WIN!