Why The List Hater Has His Very Own List

It’s no secret that I dislike lists, and no I’m not talking about a shopping list either. Nope, the lists that get my goat are those ones that you always come across on the Internet where you have to supply your details in order to get some crappy Ebook or something.

What I didn’t know the first time I gave my details to one of these sites was that I was inadvertently giving them permission to add me to their email list. That in itself didn’t seem so bad until I started to get all these emails trying to encourage me to invest in the REAL Ebook, the first one being just a teaser, some affiliate or some other scheme they’re promoting.

You know it was ages before I found out that you could unsubscribe from these things :doh_tb: I know stupid right? But heck they place those things way, way down at the bottom of the email and there is a whole lot of blank space between the end of the email and that unsubscribe link. :furious_tb: :guns_tb:

Annoying day

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It wasn’t until after I had a conversation with Kimberly on her New Comment Policy post that I decided to start my own list. You can see the link in the top of the sidebar, the one that says Sign up to be notified of new posts. I don’t expect too many people to sign up for it, especially as I’m not going to promote it or anything, but it’s there just so I can say I’m part of  the ‘list’ gang. :jittery_tb:

So, what can you expect from joining my list? Well one thing you won’t get is a whole pile of emails trying to sell you something. Nope the only time you will get an email is when I’ve posted a new post. That email will contain a link to the post with a, hopefully witty, comment by yours truly. I may once in awhile include a link to something that I’ve found to be useful, or perhaps even a joke that I’ve found particularly funny. Yes, there may be an affiliate link in there every now and I’m not going to lie to you by saying there won’t be.

In case you’re wandering I’ve decided to use the free version of MailChimp to power my list. If I ever get anyone to sign up I’ll do a post evaluating their service.

Anyway, the balls in your court now; if you feel like getting this kind of email from me just click on the link. OK, make my day, who’s going to be the first on my list.

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Getting Close To The Surfers Paradise Meter Maids

Not all that long ago the family and I went to Queensland for a vacation, first one for a long time, and I did a post about our day at Australia Zoo. As I promised in that post I would be posting of other things that we did and saw while in Queensland, or more importantly, the Gold Coast.

As one would expect when walking down any beach-side resort the one thing you will see plenty of is pretty women and the Gold Coast was no exception. Naturally you all know how I feel about pretty women but it’s pretty damn hard getting a photo next to one when you’re dragging your wife behind you. Sure I could have sneaked one when she and Nadia were off gallivanting in any of the multitude of stores, but I didn’t feel right about doing that.  What to do, what to do?

It was while Frank and I were walking down Surfers Paradise that we spotted this simply gorgeous Meter Maid. Her name was Pernilla, she was a beautiful blond and how could Anna deny me this fine memento of Surfers Paradise? Obviously she couldn’t, especially when I brought Frank into the picture. So, while Frank and I posed next to this beautiful piece of womanhood, Nadia snapped several photos.


As you can see from the photo, there is no way you could wipe the grin from my face. Strangely, even though I’ve seen this photo more than once it’s the first time I noticed Frank had his arm around her. Way to go Frank. :thumbup_tb:

In case you were wondering, there was a time in the 60’s when the local council decided to introduce parking meters along the Gold Coast. Naturally there were those who thought this would drive tourists away and so some bright spark thought of Meter Maids. These were pretty women who would put coins into expired parking meters so that people wouldn’t get a ticket.  As you would imagine it was a great hit and Meter Maids are, lucky for Frank and I, patrolling the streets of Surfer’s Paradise.

These gals even have their own website, Surfers Paradise Metermaids, complete with photos and a short history. It seems though, because of the advent of the new ticket dispensing machines, that these beautiful women can no longer fulfill their purpose. Luckily for us the fact that they’re such a tourist attraction guarantees their survival.

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Of Australia Zoo, Steve Irwin & A Magical Experience

If you’re an avid reader of this blog, and you really should subscribe if you haven’t already :wink_ee: , you would know that I’ve just come back from holiday. For all those who have been busting at the seems to know where I went you can rest easy because I’m about to tell you. We, the family and I went to sunny Queensland and stayed at Surfers Paradise. Truth be told there wasn’t all that much sun over there at the time, although the daughter did find enough to get burnt one day, but it was a hell of a lot warmer than what the folks were getting at home.

Anyway, while there we decided we would visit Australia Zoo but first we had to make a stop in Brisbane because Nadia, my daughter, wanted to buy some jewelery at Tiffany. She ended up buying a Tiffany & Co. Ring to match her bracelet and a necklace. She also managed to score Tiffany earrings for a Christmas present.

Meanwhile Frank, my son, and I whiled away the time by doing more manly things like walking down the mall perving on all the sheilas of which there was a plentiful supply.

Once the shopping was out the way we drove to Australia Zoo in Beerwah Queensland. While originally a reptile park started by Rob his father, Steve turned it into the wildlife park it is today. Ever since his death in September of 2006 I’ve always wanted to see what he managed to create and I was ecstatic to finally walk through the gates.

Irwin FamilyOne of the first things we saw was this lifelike statue of Steve, Terri, Bindi and his son Bob. The sight of it actually got Anna, the wife, a little teary eyed as she thought of how his family must have felt losing their husband and father. I have to admit that I felt a little sad at the thought myself, a feeling that presented itself on more than one occasion as we walked around this remarkable Zoo.

We walked past a ‘photo wall’ which was filled with hundreds of photos of TerriSteve Irwin and his many accomplishments. I managed to take this shot of one of those photos which was pretty difficult because of the reflections on the plastic that was covering them. It’s of his wife Terri who Steve met while performing at the park in 1991. Apparently it was love at first sight and they married in 1992. It was obvious that the two were very close as Terri was involved in many of Steve’s adventures. She obviously knows more about the man than anyone else and her book Steve & Me may well please many Crocodile Hunter fans.

crocosoriumTalking about crocodiles, we just had to take be a part of the show at the The Crocoseum and while it was thrilling to be a part of the show it was a little sad to know that Steve would never thrill the crowds again.

The show involved more than just showing the crowds how the crocs attack, it was also about educating them as to how they live in the wild. We were also treated to charming staff that walked amongst the crowd whilst holding snakes as well as a cool display of colorful birds as they flew around the stadium.

feeding elephantAs we walked around we were amazed at the quality of the Australian Zoo. All the staff were so friendly and the grounds were spotless. Our next stop was to visit the elephants as Nadia has always had a thing for elephant trinkets. We managed to get there during their feeding time where these gracious Asian Elephants, Siam, Sabu and Bimbo were fed by the enthralled crowd. That’s Nadia feeding one and Frank waiting patiently in line behind her for his turn. It must have been quite an experience as they lined up for another go.

koalasNaturally if you’re in Australia you can’t leave without checking out the koalas. I snapped this shot of mother and daughter as the baby koala was reaching around her mother in her efforts to snatch a nice tasty eucalyptus leaf or two.

The koala walk itself was very entertaining as there were heaps of them and you could get very close to them. There was even one that you are allowed to pet, and who wouldn’t want a photo of themselves petting a cute Koala?

tigerWhile I was loving the walk amongst the Koalas I was kind of thankful that there was a glass wall separating my family and this stunning Tiger. I’ve always loved cats but I just can’t see myself petting this regal specimen. Still he didn’t seem to bother his two handlers that were quite happy to do more than just stroke his fur.

All in all it was a great day and the only drawback was that we didn’t get there earlier because there was so much more to see. lizardI got to admit though that one of the highlights of our time at Australia Zoo was while walking past the wombat enclosure. While I was trying to get a good shot of these slow moving marsupials Nadia’s startled scream got my attention, and I was wondering what could have frightened her. I knew we had left the tiger behind, the emus, she hates those, were nowhere near. So what could it be? It was just this small lizard. Sorry Nadia if Frank and I teased you a little over that. :lol_ee:

I reckon if we ever go back we will make a day of it so we definitely won’t be stopping along the way to do any shopping at Tiffany, that’s for sure.

I would like to finish off the post with a little poem to honor Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter.

Memories of the Wildlife Warrior!

Steve Irwin, Known near and far
Steve Irwin, conservation star
He was an Aussie like no other
He was a real crocodile lover

Steve Irwin, Wildlife Warrior
Steve Irwin, Aussie Ambassador
He was an Aussie, real true blue
Loved his country like me and you

Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter
Steve Irwin, the loving father
Bindi and Bob, the kids he adored
Terri his wife, he loved all the more

Steve Irwin, animals his passion
Steve Irwin, always ready for action
He was a real Aussie type bloke
Would use a snake as a practical joke

Steve Irwin, would jump a wild croc
Steve Irwin really loved to shock
People loved to watch him perform
His action sometimes raising a storm

Steve Irwin, his father’s best mate
Steve Irwin, he never knew his fate
He died doing what he loved
The world has lost their beloved

Steve Irwin, forever in our hearts
Steve Irwin, your memory shall never depart
CRIKEY, your shout to all who were near
A good Aussie bloke, a man with no fear.

steve irwin

This is a photo I took of a mural of the great man that I found at the park.

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