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The funeral service for Peter Brock was yesterday and the memorial service for Steve Irwin was today. Both were televised. They did a fantastic thing with Steve’s memorial and if you didn’t see it you should google for it. It was really lovely.
Bindi Irwin, Steve’s 8 year old daughter, spoke at the memorial service and one can only say, that girl has a huge future ahead of her. She was brilliant.
Have to get to bed early, got an early one tomorrow. Be good ya’all!
I honestly can’t believe I just wrote Vale Peter Brock. The events of today have just been totally bewildering to me. I met Peter Brock a couple of times but I am not the only Australian who did, he probably personally met at least 50% of the population which is an enormous amount of people.
I want to mention one of the times because it showed me just how much this man cared about his fans. It was at Mallala in South Australia – I had spent the day there with Kenwood who were sponsoring Wayne Gardner (incidentally he was a great bloke also) and that included a pass to visit all the behind the scenes areas – so you could walk around in with the race teams and all the cars were kept back there and it was just fantastic. I bought a Holden jacket which I still have and below you’ll see a pic of Peter Brock himself wearing one that looks the same, and I thought I would try and get Brocky to autograph it.
Well the race finished up about 3pm and all the drivers went back to their semi trailers and Brocky was one of the first ones to appear ready to sign things for the fans. Everyone was a little pushy, they all wanted him to sign their stuff first. He stood up and said hey guys, no need to push anyone around, I’m going to be here until everything is signed no matter how long it takes.
There was probably 800-1000 people there, and some people had multiple items – people had bits of cars, posters, clothing, hats, all kinds of stuff. When it got to 6:30pm and there were still 300 or so people waiting in the line and I was getting cold and hungry I decided to call it a day, but friends of mine stayed behind and they were some of the last people there getting stuff signed at 10pm. True to his word, he stayed until the last autograph was signed.
I still have not quite managed to process this week in my mind yet. I have not really had time to sit down and think about a world without Steve Irwin and Peter Brock. I do not really want to, but it appears I must. Sadly it does not appear to have been an instant thing with Brocky and I would hate to think he was in any pain at all, even if it was just for a couple of minutes.
Steve Irwin – a great bloke who will be missed – not just by the humans, but by the animals he cared so much about.
I’m not sure if you’ve heard of the girl with the one track mind saga. It’s a blog on the internet where a girl has been pretty intimately blogging details of her life. Somehow it got turned into a book and the girl decided to release it under a pseudonym – however, she may have forgotten for a moment that she lives in the UK, and that is the home of tabloid journalism. A newspaper found out her real name, who she really was, and then published those details.
I feel really sorry for her – I can’t imagine blogging that sort of stuff, let alone having everyone from your parents to everyone in your entire country then finding out you wrote it, and reading that kind of personal stuff.
That and another incident which I have been reminded of have led to this blog about baiters and our potential exposure. I personally would feel *safe* if my real information got out on the net, because I live in a country where there’s not too many lads, but I would be
So when any of us tell other people information about ourselves, we *trust* that information won’t be given to others. There’s been a couple of occasions where I have *deliberately* led fellow **baiters** astray about who someone actually is. Once it was for a joke, which the baiter himself came up with, and several of us went along with. I believe there are still some baiters who are completely unaware that it was a joke – I do not believe the baiter involved ever got a chance to dispel the myths about himself. Not because he didn’t want to, but because he got busy. And they *were* brilliant myths.. that was a heck of a lot of fun, that joke.
Once it was because unknown to other baiters, we have an incredible secret in our midst, which myself and only the baiter involved are actually aware of – as far as I know. There’s very good reasons to keep it secret and I certainly do not intend to share the secret here but the reason I mention it is.. underlying everything there has been a fear that it will get found out somehow. Looking at the One Track Mind blog, I cannot imagine the aftermath if it were to be exposed.
Those of you thinking you know what it is, you’re dead wrong. To make sure you realise this, I will now state that the secret is who someone is in real life, not who they are on the internet. Just so you know.
And now to other topics of lesser import.
1. Pride and Prejudice. I read it again. What a surprise, huh? I love this book. I actually have a big book with all Jane Austen‘s books in there – Sense and Sensibility, P&P, Emma, Mansfield Park, Northanger Abbey, Lady Susan and Persuasion. I bought it for $20 a couple of years ago. The amount of times I have read it, I would hate to think. This is the book I always read in between other books. This is the book I always pick up when I go to bed, want to read a little, but am too tired to start a new book. The language is so soothing. It is almost as good as Shakespeare but my Shakespeare book is way too heavy to hold up in bed. :(
2. Indiana Jones and the temple of doom. I was playing this at work today and a kid who was about 8 years old got scared by it. Hello? What closet has this kid been sheltered in? So his Mother says to me “You should have something a bit more kid friendly on”. I said, this IS kid friendly, it’s PG rated, and most of the other movies I have which “look” kid friendly are packed full of swearing. I can’t play animation because it makes the screens look terrible and we’d never sell any. So while I was doing the invoice, she kept telling this kid not to look but he was mesmerized, and he was starting to get a bit freaked out, so I said to him, hey mate, don’t worry, he’s Indiana Jones and it all turns out fine in the end. It makes me wonder what kind of movies (if any) this kid is allowed to watch at home. It was the bit of the movie where the little kid has the voodoo doll and is stabbing it while Indy is fighting some guy. If something as simple as stabbing a voodoo doll makes this kid freak out.. I fear for his future in this world. BTW I am gonna order this, too.
3. I just watched Girl with a Pearl Earring. There’s never enough Colin Firth. Even the 6 hour Pride and Prejudice did not contain enough of him. The movie was good though.
That’s it for now, off to bed. Night all.. :)
I just watched this week’s Reality Webisode for Rockstar Supernova.
After Dilana got roasted by the judges for talking trash about her fellow rockers, she went back to the mansion and had a complete meltdown. At one point she threw a glass, and it smashed everywhere, and glass was flying, and Magni got cut in the head with it.
At the end of all of this, she said and I quote “I’m not a loser, I’m not a quitter, this horrific thing that happened to me is the best thing that happened to me.”
Let’s get it straight – nothing HAPPENED to you, Dilana. You opened your mouth and bitched and backstabbed and said all kinds of nasty things. That’s not an act of God or someone else. YOU did it. YOU happened to YOU. You then couldn’t handle the repercussions, and you HURT someone else physically because of your actions.
I was a big fan of yours, but that’s all over. I’m sorry but there’s no way you can handle this job. I sincerely hope you end up in the bottom three, and Supernova send you home, straight up, no second chances.
It’s a movie, with Brenden Fraser and a bunch of other great actors, including Matt Damon and Ben Affleck. It probably wasn’t the best choice for my current frame of mind, which is to be honest, noting a lack of right around the place.
It talks about bigotry, and doing the right thing even though it may cost you, and something I believe few people in this world believe in – honor. If you look at the definition of honor, it may not make much sense. Honorable makes a little more –
honorable
adj 1: not disposed to cheat or defraud; not deceptive or fraudulent;
I guess my real point is, at the end of the movie, when David attends the headmasters office to confess to cheating when he did not do it, the friend of the guy who *did* do it and saw him do it has already been there, and has told them what he saw. That is doing the right thing – standing up even if the people doing wrong are your very good friends.
I lost all respect today for someone I used to consider honorable. That someone is so busy defending his friends wrong doing that he cannot see the forest for the trees. It had been coming for a while, but today was the final straw.
Movie worlds are so perfect, you tend to forget that in real life, for the most part, many people suck. You get sold dreams, and then you find out the people selling them are only lying for their own purposes. Or, people want to control you, so they tell you what you want to hear, only until they realise they can’t control you, and they can’t handle that.
I’m feeling pretty down about it right now. I won’t lie to you about that, like others will.
No disrespect for the movie though, it’s a good movie and worth seeing. The acting is very good quality and shows you Matt Damon and Ben Affleck 5 years before Good Will Hunting, though they don’t have many scenes together and Ben’s role is quite minor.
Back to work tomorrow. Probably a good thing right now.