This clip is a taste of the humour i enjoy so much.

Relax and enjoy with me some good natured (yeah right) fun.

If anyone knows the recipe for this stuff let me know, I will patent it and make a fortune off the Vatican!

No better still I’ll make a antidote and sell it to the Vatican.

My genius knows no bounds.

Burn baby burn.

Yes the new boss is in residence.

There will be a lot of changes around here from now on.

I am the most irreverent son of a bitch on earth and i poke fun at everything.

I will try and make you laugh and cry all at the same time while no subject will be scared.

Most of the fun on this blog will send you straight to the burnway to hell.

For the unsatanic a burnway is the expressway to hell with a lot more heat along the way.

If i can get a smirk out of you guess what? You are starting to get warm and will soon be burning with the rest of us.

I am the boss. If you don’t like what i say or post, don’t bother telling me

“I DON’T CARE”

If you get a giggle or even just a smirk please share.

Welcome once again and let the fun begin.

Anonypop (aka Burnie)

After the decision to move back to anonymum.com {please remember to change the URL} there was a discussion between myself and Anonypop.
For a long time I’ve been trying to talk him into having a blog, always with the same result, which was in the negative.
I’ve bought a couple of domains in an attempt to entice him.
Nothing.
I’ve offered to start a free one for him.
Nothing.
Until this morning!
Even more surprising was the suggestion itself.
It came from him!
He’s going to take over ozmoesis.
**picture me falling off my chair in shock here**
When you think about what osmosis means {read the part that comes after the word specially} it seems quite fitting that he do this, because whether he chooses to admit it or not, this has been coming for some time.
He won’t be like me {eg posting like a maniac every time some inane thought enters his head}
I can imagine he’ll only post once or twice a week, but it’s the content that will count.
This is a man who has the most off the wall sense of humor you ever came across.
He’s irreverant, rude, crude, and loud.
At times he’s quite obnoxious even!
If you’re easily offended, do NOT click the link.
He holds nothing back, makes fun of everyone and everything and has no intention of being anything less than himself on here.
This is as it shoud be, I’m sure you’ll agree.
There is another side to him that people rarely see, so don’t be thinking this is the real man I married.
It’s not.
But this is a part of him, and yet still I love him.
Go figure!!
For the time being the place will stay as is, until he decides on a new name and theme.
In fact, suggestions are welcome too.
Don’t hold back on the ideas, nothing will be beyond consideration, and I’ll help him design an award if he chooses one of them, and we’ll present it at the christening.
Post will stay open until at least mid week to give you all time, so get your thinking caps on.
Seems as if I have a new baby to look after huh?

I’ve just done this post over at anonymum.
If you could wander over and have a say, I would appreciate it no end.
Maybe one of you can help me with my little dilemma, cos my head has no fricking idea….
Thanks guys!

As you all know, this is not my original blog.
The original was at anonymum.com The Nook of Oz
For many {intensely} personal reasons, I chose to close it down, thus this one was born.
In recent weeks, I have spent countless hours rebuilding the nook.
Again, the reasons were many and intensely personal.
So, if you click the link above, there it is.
I started doing every post by copy and paste{valuable lesson learned..ALWAYS have a backup!!} but it was taking forever, so I cheated!
Instead of doing every post, I picked what I considered the best from each month and only posted them, from about May 2007.
There is much still to be done, many posts still to be reinstated, not the least of which are Spendid 1 & 2, plus the lengthy interview series I did.
Plugins are also still to be done, thus making all the bells and whistles work properly, but I needed to launch this today, given that it’s Easter Sunday.
A time of resurrection.
My labor of love is not yet complete, but it will be.
It will be everything it was and more.
I’m not sure how the hell I’ll run 2, or if I can. If needs be, I’ll have this one redirected to the other.
That is yet to be decided, so don’t worry about URL’s or anything else just yet.
I’ll let you know.
There is a welcome post up over there, and know the theme has been chosen for a reason.
It’s the dawn of a new era, albeit I’m seemingly going backwards.
I’m not.
Trust me.
It’s nowhere near going backwards, and in fact is probably the biggest step forward yet.
I hope your Easter is wonderful, and full of family and love.

Given it’s Easter and my mind turns to things like resurrection and what {if anything} happens after death, I thought I’d give this a go.
Why does it NOT surprise me to see the word lustful in relation to my result???

Mind you, I am somewhat disappointed that I’m only going to the 2nd level, cos I think all the fun stuff will be on the lower levels.
Righto…on your way!
Let’s see who I’m going to be sitting next to on the bus, because I can just about guarantee I’m not going on my own.
Always remember people.
Good girls and boys might go to heaven, but bad ones go everywhere!!

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

I’m not an overly religious person.
Spiritual, yes, religious, not so much.
I have my beliefs and ways of giving thanks, some of which would be considered conventional, others that would simply make you roll your eyes.
The Royal North Shore Hospital in Sydney has decided this is what they need to do in order to “move with the times”
Now, whilst I don’t need symbols, books or particular places to worship, there are millions of people to whom they provide enormous comfort, and I have no issue with that.
Believe in what you will because that’s your right, but our country is based on Christian principles, and has been since it’s birth.
Whether we like it or not, ours is a Christian society.
If you’re a person of deep faith and have a relative who may be close to eternal peace, make sure you don’t have them admitted to the RNS, because if you want to draw comfort from their chapel, you’ll need to take along your own bible and cross.
Given we are on the eve of a major Christian celebration, I felt it appropriate I do this post tonight.
I’m so sick to death of PC bullshit, I wanna vomit.

I’m not sure when it happened, but I sure as hell didn’t see it coming.
Common sense tells me it was always GOING to happen, because that’s the cycle of life, I know.
It happens to everyone sooner or later.
I’m officially middle aged.
Last Saturday night at around midnight, I was sitting on the front steps having a smoke before going to bed, and I became a little reflective, as I’m want to do.
It was a magnificent night. Clear skies, millions of stars, including the Southern Cross, which seemed to be the brightest of all.
For many reasons the Southern Cross always makes me smile and my mind turns to people, events and things that mean much to me.
My mind was wandering through a maze of thoughts when it hit me.
I’m more than half way through the time I can reasonably expect to live, which makes me middle aged.
It was quite the revelation I might add. Almost a shock, because, I certainly don’t feel that way.
Having said that, the reality is..I am!
In May, I will be 52.
52!!!
FFS, where did those years go?
Childhood, children, broken marriages, tears, pain, heartache, loss of loved ones, the welcoming of new ones, and a million happy memories I often revel in.
Are these not the things that make the sum of my life?
These events and people I have accumulated through the years? They are my life.
I will never be your average middle aged woman, that I can assure you.
I have a passion for life, my family and firmly believe age is a state of mind.
A number to be ignored until such time as it becomes obvious I’m old and my body is refusing to cooperate when I want to do something.
Many people hit middle age and seem to think there is little point in starting new relationships, friendships, projects, study, whatever it is middle aged people are capable of.
Not me.
For the first time in my life, I’m going outside Australia in July, I’m learning much about new things, I’m still keen to accumulate as much knowledge as my mind is capable of and have many, many things I want to do before I depart this mortal life.
I love going to work everyday, I will never retire. They’ll be carrying me out of my office with my boots on.
I will not lay down and let this thing called age get the better of me.
I will resist, and knowing me, I’ll be kicking and screaming the whole time.
In the coming days I’m going to do a list of things I want to do before I lay down to rest for eternity.
The minute it’s done I’ll post it here for all and sundry to peruse.
The pic above is one of them.
Before I die, I want an erotic photo done for people to drool and “OOOO” and “AHHH” over. I want it if for nothing other than shock value and to make my kids squirm!!
Have a wonderful day people.
I’m off to work.

Before anyone {read family} have a pink fit and think I’m having some type of mid life crisis. I’m not! This post came about because the realisation of middle age needs to be scoffed at. It requires me to defy my age and do what I’ve always done.
Thumb my nose at the world and say come and get me you son of a bitch! Bring it on!!
I will not go down without a fight!!

There are some very witty, snappy commentors that read here, which always amuses me because I tend to dribble whatever is in my mind at the time I open the new post screen.
Not that I’m complaining mind you, I appreciate being made spit my tea/coffee on the screen on a regular basis.
Now, most of you know Kelly/debambam/SWMBO is my daughter.
She has a razor sharp wit that is generally partnered with some smart arse crack for anything and everything, and generally at Mark’s expense.
Now, whilst I know it’s not nice to laugh at your spouse’s expense, I do. Regularly!!
What can I say? I have no self control, I just have to!!!
Anyhow.
Kel did this post the other day. It seems the title is what she purchased at the chemist that day, and she’s offering a prize {NFI what} to whoever comes up with the best reason as to why she had need to purchase them, and is actually looking to be made spit her coffee on the screen.
Me, I got nothing, but there are some of you will have NO problem making her spit, so how about you wander on over and see how you do???