"But I don't even believe in Jebus"

One of my sons is having a birthday this week.

Johnathan will be 9 on wednesday the 10th of october. 9 years huh. I remember when he was born. His mum and I were so excited. I was cheering because I had a son. So now I had a daughter and a son, so life felt pretty complete.

That was 1998. So much has happened since then. Way too much to document here. I have another son now. He is 2. I'm a single dad to him. I see my other babies every couple of months or so.

Their mum has since passed away, so now they live with their maternal grandmother. This is why I don't see them very often. She blames me for their mum's death.

My daughter will be 11 in december. She is so smart and beautiful. I often wonder what sort of legacy I am leaving my children. What sort of example have I been for them? I guess I won't know until they are adults and are able to compare my adultness to theirs.

I think though, that if I spend my entire time worrying about the example I am leading, then I will fail to focus on the more important things. Like just basically spending time with them. If I am myself at all times, then they will follow that. I don't need to go out of my way to set a good example. I am a decent person, that will shine through.

I strongly believe that if all your dealings with your children are founded on unconditional and undying love, then you really can't go wrong!

I just watched a movie on WIN (9 for you sydney people)

It was called Stone Cold, and no it had nothing to do with Steve Austin. I'll paste what the tv guide had to say:

In the small town of Paradise, Massachusetts, the experienced chief of police, Jesse Stone, is investigating a murder and rape case. When a series of murders happen with the same modus operandi, Jesse discloses the identity of the killers. However, without the motive, proof or weapon, he has to wait for an opportunity to catch the murderers.

This was a really good movie. It wasn't a thriller, or an action flick. It was basically a likeable drama that flowed beautifully. I only watched it because there was nothing else on between futurama and the cricket, (which I'm watching right now)

It starred Tom Selleck, who probably isn't the greatest actor of all times, but I found his character to be extremely believable in this.

I would definitely recommend this movie to absolutely anybody. It was released direct to tv in america, so it should be available on dvd somewhere.

Click here: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0431420/ This will take you to it's main page on imdb. I don't usually talk about movies in my blogs, so this one must be good.

Those idiots from Chaser have done it again. Imitating a Canadian motorcade, with one of the members dressed as Osama Bin Laden, just is not funny.

The people of Sydney are already inconvenienced becuase of the high security during APEC, they don't need fugly idgits like those morons from the ABC making it worse for them.

And don't get me started on the protestors. I believe we all have a right to stand up for what we believe in, but do they realise that it is because of the stupidity of a minority of them that Sydney is in almost total lockdown?

I'm sure that the majority of Sydney's protestors are non-violent. But unfortunately there a handful that will incite violence and encourage riots, then blame the police for being heavy handed.

Maybe these protestors need to find something better to occupy their time. Who the hell has this amount of time on their hands to spend it all waving banners and placards?

So to the Chaser nobs, and the moronic, idiotic protestors - get a life. APEC is only here for a very short time, the less opposition we give them, the sooner they will get their meetings over and done with and get out of here.

(Admittedly, I live out in the country where I'm not at all affected by the majority of stuff happening in Sydney, so I'm probably just blowing hot air out of my own arse, lol. So if you have read all the way to down here, congrats for reading my shit for this long, but don't stress. I'm not out to crucify all the tree huggers and chaser fans. I still think the Chasers are nobs though.)

Fathers day is a depressing time for many fathers out there who have been involved in a seperation or who have lost someone close to them.

Every year I like to spend a minute giving a thought to those men who are in an awkward or depressing situation.

I also like to give some thought to the many children out there who do not have a father to spend this day with.

I'm not totally sure why life has to be so complicated for some people. I often find it totally amazing that some people can just coast through life with nothing bad ever really happening, while others seem to be cursed or plagued.

I have been waiting all day for my children to ring me. It is 11:05pm, so of course they are not going to ring me now.

I have a daughter and a son who both live with their maternal grandmother, and have been living there since their mother passed away a few years ago. This woman absolutely hates me, so I guess it is of no surprise that I haven't heard from my children in a while. It is also of no suprise that I haven't received an email from my daughter yet.

I just don't understand why some people just can't help but do everything they can possibly do to make others miserable.

If it is her intention to bring me down and make me depressed about my life, she is doing a fantastic job. I try to not let her bother me. I try to not let the things she tells my children about me, bother me. (Example: she told my daughter that I killed their mother and my daughter believed her because she was so young at the time) But I am only human, and these things do bother me. I try to be a better person. I never, ever bad mouth their grandmother to them. I always tell them that their grandmother loves them and is doing a good job of raising them.

Anyway, its not like me to rant about depressing stuff. I am sure that in about 50 minutes, once it passes midnight and is no longer fathers day, I will probably be in a much better mood.

I'm doing 80, it's an 80 zone. It's about 1015pm and I am on my way home with my brother in law and my 2yr old son.

I round a bend, and come across a large roo just sitting there in the middle of the road.

I hit the brakes. (Which, by the way, had been replaced only two days before.)

The wheels lock up and the car skids on the bitumen. Unfortunately the road has a light surface layer of gravel on it, which seriously impacts on the time it takes to stop.

Then I hit it. I hit the roo with the front, left hand side of the car. It bounces out and away from me. The car comes to a complete stop before I realise what has actually happened. The time that has passed since I first saw it is around 8 or 9 seconds.

I get out of the car to assess the injuries to the kangaroo, hoping its not too seriously injured, but I guess that is a little optimistic. The roo hasn't made it. Thankfully it is a quick death, hopefully not too painful. But then I notice the little joey, laying on the road, obviously very distressed.

I pick up the little animal and wrap it in a blanket, as my brother in law moves the poor creatures dead mother from the road.

My brother in law takes the joey from me and cradles it in his arms as we get under way again.

It only takes about five or ten minutes to get home from the scene of the accident. The car is an absolute mess, so it actually takes closer to twenty five minutes.

As soon as we are inside, I put my son to bed then I wait for WIRES to arrive to pick up the joey.

THe lady knocks on my door. She takes a look at the joey and sadly states that the little creature will have to be put down due to its broken leg. Apparently, joeys and kangaroos don't recover from a complete snap in the leg.

The next morning, I go outside to assess the damage done to my little excell. It looks like a total write off, but I get it started and drive it around to the rear of the house so I can get it into the yard.

My brother in law spends the next two days working on the car until you can barely see it's been in an accident.

I guess that the moral of the story here is, even if you are doing the speed limit, accidents can and will happen. So maybe at night it's not too bad an idea to slow down just a little more. If I had been doing 70 then there is a high chance I wouldn't have hit the poor roo and its little joey.

I am getting big driving lights installed on my car for the country roads that live near. I have also installed high pitched sound devices that are supposed to scare away animals before you get to them. I don't know if any of that will help though.

The only way, and I mean the ONLY way to avoid colliding with an animal on the roads at night is to slow the hell down and seriously pay attention to what you are doing. Thankfully, I WAS paying attention. If I wasn't then we would almost certainly be lying on a slab somewhere right now.

The next day I drove my mothers car back to the crash site and it turns out that the point of impact was less than a metre from a very deep ditch. If we hadn't stopped where we did then the car would have gone head first into a deep ditch and probably would have done us an even bigger injury.

So everyone needs to slow down on the road. I don't care where you live, whether its city or country. We all have a responsibility when we get behind the wheel of a car. And if you're a passenger then you need to tell the driver to slow down.

Learn from my mistakes, like I have