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Holy F*ck!!!
By admin | March 29, 2008
Holy F*ck!! (Mum – if you are reading this, sorry for the language – though I must admit that at the moment this is one of my new favourite sayings I have recently picked up courtesy of my Dutch colleague Andres … and it is getting a severe workout at the moment). Anyway, the reason I began my post today with such a harsh, bordering on blasphemous, term is that I am currently in a state of absolute shock. I never in a million years thought I would be writing a blog. I was well in the camp that “those people that write a blog have no real friends”, “those people that write a blog have a boring life and too much time on their hands”, “the only people that read most blogs are the authors themsleves”. And yet here I am, typing away on my keyboard, preparing blog post #1. How did I get here you may ask. Let me explain:
It all began when my wifey, who’s current nickname I have endowed her with is “little one”, decided to say yes to my marriage proposal in 2005. Now my precious little one has had a deep desire to travel to Europe since she finished school. At the time we were living in Sydney Australia and both working in jobs in the internet industry. We decided that it would be great if one of us could land a job in Europe after we tied the knot so we could spread our wings and see the world (you know, in those precious few years between getting married and deciding to start help populate the world with little future taxpayers - not that this is definately the order things should be done, but in my life most things have followed the general plan of the masses). As luck would have it, I became lucky enough to get a transfer to the beautiful Netherlands with my work and so recently we packed up, said goodbye to the many, many people we cared about in Australia and moved to the land of the smoke and the pancake.
That event in itself wasn’t enough to get me to start writing, nor was the fact that I was actually now starting off in a new country with no friends, so technically I could have classified myself into one of the blogger stereotypes I had once held so dear. Over the next few months we started our jobs, set ourselves up with some Dutch digs and did some travelling. I don’t know if it’s all the spare time or the surging wave of new experiences, but I started to see things throughout our adventures and think “wow, that’s cool, I’ll have to make a note of it”. The problem was that the first place I could think to put all these things was into a blog. But I couldn’t do that! No way. It would be against my principles. It would be admitting that I had slid down the social rankings to the modern day equivalent of the people who hang out in the library in their spare time. No. I would have to find some other way.
I first thought my facebook addiction would be the perfect outlet for my observations however that site is a nasty vortex of timewasting, and often instead of doing anything constructive I would end up looking around everything all my friends were doing back in Sydney (things I was missing out on), Frowning at the 50 something invites I had to join the zombies vs vampire war, and wondering if I should participate in the 3 invites to buy a friend. By that time I could always hear little one saying “it’s myyyy tuuuuuuuurnnnnn on facebook now” and my stories remained in my head for another day.
Next came the “old school” idea of using a real life scrapbook. This was perfect so I started keeping little momentos and went out and bought a book to paste everything into. After 2 months I now just have a bag of junk and an empty book. I think I haven’t written in 10 years anyway so i would probably end up with cramping of the hands halfway through the story.
So tonight I have finally given in and written my first blog. I actually can see why people are so enthusiastic about it now. It is a lot of fun and choosing what software to use, whether or not to host it myself and even the name all provided some entertainment. My nickname happens to be Dyke and seeing as “Smoke and a Pancake”.com was taken this was my second option.
So I have a whole list of things to write about in the next few posts. These include
- European toilets, yes you have to pay, no some of them aren’t built right
- Dutch Swear Words, you too can wish diseases on your friends
- The sun, Is their truth to the rumour that it does still exist?
I could probably write more rubbish here knowing that according to my blogging rule number 3, I will be the only person who reads this anyway 
However I know this isn’t true because mum (who now finally got off dial up this year 2008) will definitely read it – even if it is only to make me feel better. So again, mum, I am really sorry for swearing but you might like to know I put the asterisk in just for you (and also in the hope that Google doesn’t classify my site as “adult”).
Love you all and miss you lots
Me xoxo
Topics: Stuff Done | 3 Comments »
March 30th, 2008 at 2:44 am
Can’t wait for the blog on European toilets! I’m wanting to travel soon and i wanna become more EduMcated about the topic!
April 10th, 2008 at 1:41 am
loving it luke – keep it up buddy.
February 22nd, 2009 at 10:07 pm
Kewl