I love my cheepies!

Thanks to B and her lovely, learning work environment we now have chickens.


Little puffy balls of fluff that cheep and poo and fight and steal food from one another.

They're so cute.

One is called Chirpy, Trent has named one Foghorn Leghorn and that leaves one up for grabs.

Any ideas?

Last weekend we had an unconventional Saturday night out- Roller Derby Style!

It was the last bout of the first season of the Victorian Roller Derby League out in the middle of nowhere behind Northland and so much fun! Sitting on the roller rink, just outside of the crash zone, drinking beer and eating dimsims. Watching chicks roll around crashing and smashing into one another.


We met Hippy out the front. (After the first random meeting at the Zombie Shuffle we decided it wasn't chance, but purely good taste.) She informed us that her friend Felicity Scragwell was vice captain for the Toxic Avengers, so that was our team and we rooted loud for them.


After finally getting a grip on the basics of the comp it looked like we were getting well ahead, but by the end of it the champions Dead Ringer Rosies rolled away with a convincing win.

The other freaky occurence of the evening happened when I was waiting for beer/dimsims for ages and ages.

2 random guys (to the guy in front of me): Hey Matcham, how's it going?


Me (before he could answer): Sorry, is your name Matcham? That's a very
unusual name. It's actually my grandfathers
name.


Matcham: Not Matcham Skipper?


Me (baffled): Well, actually, yes.


Matcham: Oh yeah. I was named after him.


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