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The sky is falling….in Melbourne

admin —  October 27, 2008 — 7 Comments

No, not the dollar dropping to 60c, or the auction rate below 50%. No, red dust. Lots of it.

The Eastern suburbs of Melbourne, least Camberwell, Canterbury and Hawthorn, have woken up to find everything covered in red dust. On my car is looks like rain…and it’s a little sticky as well

Not sure if it’s coming from this fire at the Westgate Bridge. If it is, I wonder if it’s toxic or not? what I do know is that there’s a ton of it everywhere.

On a bright note, car wash outlets will have a record week in sales 🙂

Happiness is a Wagyu Steak

admin —  September 7, 2008 — 2 Comments

I finally got around to trying Wagyu steak, the famous Japanese corn fed, heavily marbled stake that commands premium prices compared to regular beef.

Tender, sweet without being overboard, mouth watering, and not at all fatty, which considering how marbled the steak is was suprising.

I can say without any question that the piece of Wagyu I consumed last night at Radii was the best piece of steak I’ve had in my entire life.

The questions for me is: was it the steak alone or the cooking method as well, as Radii is regularly rated in the top ten Melbourne Restuarants?

I’m going to have to find some to cook to answer that question, although I’ve never seen it in the shops. Someone must have it somewhere…maybe a trip into town to the Victoria Markets might deliver some.

Naturally it isn’t cheap, but if you’re ever offered the opportunity to try it, don’t think twice about it.

hillsI had the privelege of seeing ABC Spicks and Specks host Adam Hills live on stage at the Atheum in Melbourne Saturday night. As you might be able to gather from the one usable picture I took, we were in the back row in the dress circle, so far from the action.

But it didn’t matter. Hills was brilliant.

He came on stage initially to warn us that the show was being filmed for a DVD, and that turned into a 10 minute act before the actual show started.The show itself was brilliant, perhaps better in the second half, but even Hills told the audience that, as the night before and our show were being combined for the DVD. There were issues with the lights, we were lucky as the girl signing the show was in just the right position to stop the lights shining in our eyes, but the entire dress circle complained after the intermission. The fixing of the lights became, as Hills described, one of the extras on the DVD.

Those who know him through the ABC show haven’t seen the full Hills. He swears, not a lot, but Fuck gets a good work out, and only when it adds to the effect. I can honestly say that I didn’t stop laughing through the entire show. The only time the audience stopped laughing is when he was relating a story about a drunk guy who gave him a joke in Adelaide: the context was funny, but he warned the joke wasn’t.

According to his Wikipedia entry, Hills is a Shire boy (Sutherland Shire, Sydney), as am I originally, but splits his time now between Melbourne and the UK.

I can only compare him to what I’ve seen this year. The Chaser live was the last show I saw, and as much as I enjoyed it immenseley, Hills was better. Compared to Rove, who I also saw on stage, Hills is in such a different league its not funny.

Old

admin —  June 30, 2008 — 3 Comments

Not as old, or in many ways sad as the jokes at the Tivoli, but I’m still looking a little old. She who must be obeyed however is aging like a fine wine.

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Do Not Use RSM Bird Cameron

admin —  June 27, 2008 — 8 Comments

A couple of years ago, when we (she who must be obeyed and I) decided that running a business through our personal taxes wasn’t a particularly effective way of dealing with tax and GST, we signed up with the local RSM Bird Cameron, or to be precise RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury (which is also the same RSM Bird Cameron for RSM Bird Cameron Busselton and RSM Bird Cameron Manjimup). She who must be obeyed knew one of the accountants from years before, so we signed up. The first 6 months was great, and then Kingsley tells us that he’s moving on to another business. He tells us that he’ll line us up with someone else at RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury who will take care of us. And that’s when the problems started.

Even at that first meeting, things were promised to be followed up but never were. In the coming months, phone calls were never returned, let alone made (noting that we are still relative company newbies so if things needed to be done, we appreciated a call or letter, and that’s the service we use to get). I knew that I wasn’t happy with the complete lack of service we were getting, but as RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury had set up the company structure, and had all our information on hand, we thought we’d stick with them, mostly because of a tax event that needed to be settled this year. I might add we’d spent hours with the previous guy working through how we’d approach that tax issue as well, and I wasn’t keen on starting afresh.

So we sent off our tax in around March, late, but accountants get extensions here in Australia. Weeks later I finally get a call asking questions about the return. Despite having spent hours in the office, they have NO record of my previous conversations, and the tax event that needed to be dealt with. I’m then told that the tax bill is going to be at least $10k more than the last guy told me, but the figure was made with no apparent zest for ways of reducing it….ways that had been discussed with the guy before.

Eventually it’s done, and I’m told that I have to sign and return the docs, there were so many pages it wasn’t practical to fax them (Aust Post charges $3/ page STD) so I sent them Express. I’m called 2 days later, told that all I had to do was ok the tax return, they needed the signatures but I should have ok’d it anyway. Fine, tell him to send it off.

Then we get the tax assessment back with a GIC (General Interest Charge) for my tax return of $3500 because it was “overdue” and it was backdated to November 21 (general cut off date for tax is Oct 31, then they give 21 days grace). Ring RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury, told that it’s the ATOs (Australian Taxation Offices) fault and that there is nothing RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury would do about it. Despite them being MY accountant and sending me a decent sized bill for their services, they refused to chase up why I had a GIC charge. So we ring the ATO.

RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury never included us on their list of clients so we weren’t granted an extension. Yes, we were so important to RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury, a company we spent thousands with setting up a corporate structure and trusting our business with, that they couldn’t be bothered lodging us on the extension list with ALL THEIR OTHER CLIENTS.

When she who must be obeyed rung me to relate the ATO conversation I was so gobsmacked that I said nothing….for minutes, and I’m not usually the sort of person who remains silent on anything.

We are lodging an appeal with the ATO (we’ve paid the bill anyway, because the interest was accruing daily) and we are confident we’ll get the money back, but we’ll still have to wait and see.

In the past I’ve spoken highly of RSM Bird Cameron, RSM Bird Cameron Bunbury and RSM Bird Cameron Bussleton to others, suggesting that they are a firm people should do business with. If you are dealing with RSM Bird Cameron today based on my recommendation I am sincerely sorry. My advice to anyone who reads this: do not do business with RSM Bird Cameron, and I certainly won’t be ever again in the future. From today my business goes elsewhere. I’m not sure whether negligent is the right word legally to describe their actions here, but sloppy, careless, rude, disgusting, appaling all apply in part.

And if anyone can suggest a reasonably priced and competent accountant in Melbourne let me know.

gameonWe headed into town this morning to see the Australian Centre for the Moving Image’s GameOn Exhibition at Federation Square. The exhibition highlights the history of computer gaming, with displays from various eras and plenty of actual games to play.

Figuring that given it’s nothing more than a big collection of arcade games I took my camera to get some pics, only to be told AFTER I checked the bag that I couldn’t take pics (I was holding my camera…go figure). I grumbled about the insanity of copyright as I usually do, and went into the exhibition.

About 5 minutes in there’s a huge arcade game on a projector wall which you could play. Great, hit the start button, it gives me a list of games to play. Click pacman….and then get a Mame screen telling me that it’s the Z80 version of Pacman. Yep, a display that won’t let people take pictures was using downloaded and arguably illegal ROM’s on a local copy of MAME.

Now to be fair they may have gotten permission from every single publisher of the various ROM’s they were using, but it’s unlikely.

skitched-20080601-142012.jpgPersonally I have zero issue with them doing what they did, but to say that I can’t take pictures due to copyright when they were breaching copyright themselves: FAIL.

Of course the other stupid thing: people were walking around taking pictures with their mobile phones anyway. My iPhone takes poor pics so I didn’t get any good ones, it would appear the ban due to copyright was for dedicated cameras only.

I shouldn’t be surprised by this: copyright has ruined the tourist experience in so many walks of life now. When I was a kid you could go to an exhibition and they’d want you to take photos, now it’s all about control and prevention. The saddest part is this is the world my son will grow up in; and yes, he had his camera with him today as well. Apparently a 5 year old with a Fisher Price digital camera presents a clear and present copyright danger. 🙁

Bird Watch

admin —  March 28, 2008 — 4 Comments

We had a stunned bird on our doorstep this afternoon, I presume it had smacked the glass. Waving at it resulted in no response, so we figured it’s not in a good way. I think about it for a while, she who must be obeyed says to leave it there, and yet for some reason I kept thinking that it would be bad karma to not at least try and help it.

Welcome to Bird Watch. I figure if it isn’t moving in the morning in the box then it wouldn’t have been outside. With any luck it will fly away. Presuming iiNet doesn’t crash or other event, this stream should be good until 9am AEDT Sat (+11GMT) or 5pm PST Friday. I’ll update the post with the result. The page with chat board on Justin.tv here.

Update: bird successfully returned to the wild at 8:30am Saturday. Archive 90mins below


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City Living

admin —  March 1, 2008 — 7 Comments

Finally moved into the new house. Removalist came yesterday but it took me (and occasionally she who must be obeyed) a day and a half to unpack to living standards. There are still plenty of boxes and I haven’t set up my office yet. Desk is there, but there’s a stray bed (one that we have no room for) in the room. Hopefully going to set it up tomorrow so I’ll have one night of dedicated work space before leaving for Vegas Monday.

So far there’s a number of points for and against for city living.

For is sheer convenience. We can walk to the Camberwell shopping strip, although it helps that it’s downhill, when I eventually do the whole strip I’ll be catching a tram back due to the hill + the strip is very, very long. You know you’re in a decent suburb when there’s a BMW dealership and Bang and Olufsen store. Boys school is exactly 4km away, but as I discovered Friday if you don’t go the right way this can take 30+ minutes. Apparently turning right at major intersections (ie Camberwell Junction) is not on. It should take less than 10 minutes once I work it out.

Transport is cool, except I guess for being able to hear the trams go past in every part of the house…and the cars. Clearway twice a day at the front door, not that it stopped the removalists. They weren’t cheap but a big shout out to Chess, great folks on both end, nothing damaged aside from the odd very minor scratch (on one item that we’ve notice, brilliant for a shipping container and some minor overflow).

Negatives: the traffic is grating. People are beyond impatient and awareness and courtesy to those around you is completely non existent. Be it in the supermarket, or the carpark, where I was nearly run over Thursday by a speeding Commodore. Driving: Jeezus. Who can be first and impose themselves every time. There’s no friendly let someone out, it’s force your way without a wave. It sounds corny, but 10 years mostly in regional and country areas has meant my Sydney driving experience was replaced by something slower and more friendly.

Overall I’m not complaining too much. I have thought more than once about going back to WA, and as I drive around Melbourne in my Dardanup plated Toyota Echo I sometimes long for home. That I’d call it home to me is something I never thought I would. I’m not a Westralian by birth, but after nearly 10 years there (it would have been 10 yrs November) it became my home, and even today I still feel WA proud. On some levels that’s scary, but it will always have fond memories for me. It will probably take me another 10 years until I feel at home in Melbourne. Just need to learn a second, third and maybe fourth language and I’ll fit right in 😉

PO Box 8164 Camberwell North, VIC 3124

With choice strangely comes scarcity. I started at the Camberwell West LPO because it’s easier to get a car park there (despite being further) but they had no boxes, so I ended up at Camberwell North which is within reasonable walking distance but being on Burke Road is a pain for parking…and clearways as well, so it’s not as though I’ll be able to stop briefly in the morning after taking the boy to school. There’s something like 5 post offices just in Camberwell, all but the main one are LPO’s. We use to complain about LPO’s in the West because they never gave as good a service, but I have to say the local Camberwell North was very plesant, husband and wife running it. V. Small, but just sort of country nice in the middle of the chaos that is Melbourne.

Moving Time

admin —  February 8, 2008 — 9 Comments

The removalist (BTW that’s a real word, at least in Australia, ppl have asked me about that before) dropped off the boxes today for my move to Melbourne. Instead of coming Thursday they’re now coming Wednesday, which gives me 4 days to pack, lodge my business and personal tax returns with the accountant (March deadline), my December Quarter BAS, and deal with the various utility service providers.

I’m some what saddened by the move. November would have marked my 10th anniversary in Western Australia. I moved across here chasing the love of my life in 98, at the age of 23, despite having only ever visited the state once prior to moving. All my earthly belongings were packed in one big bag and a decent sized box (which meant my then Pentium 200MX PC and monitor). I’ve come an awful long way since. 5 jobs (although one was less than 6 months, so doesn’t really count) and my own business.?Ǭ† I’ve lived in Perth (Burswood and Inglewood), Mandurah (Dudley Park and Halls Head) and Bunbury (Eaton and Australind). We’ve owned 4 houses in that time, and rented 2.

There’s a lot to love about WA. Despite the now relatively expensive house prices, it still offers the ultimate life style amongst serious Australian cities (so not Adelaide, Darwin or Hobart). She who must be obeyed started her new job in Melbourne at the beginning of January, and as well as not coming with a car, it doesn’t come with a car parking space. Her first serious job when I first moved here didn’t come with a car, but despite being in the middle of the Perth CBD it had a car parking space, because in Perth most people still drive to work.

To this day I still marvel at the stars in WA. I grew up in Sydney, and I never knew (even during my 2 years in Queensland) that starts could be so bright, that the Milky Way actually looked milky to the naked eye, because here it is, where it never was over East.

In the last couple of years I’ve made some great friends and acquintances in Perth. People around my age and younger who follow and believe similar things to myself. It may sound a little strange, but it’s a wonderful thing spending time with people like that, particularly when you live in what is basically a country town like I do now. People who actually understand what you do….the amount of creative definitions I’ve come up with to explain it over the years…..

So although I’m probably here for a couple of more weeks (I’m hoping to get to one last Perth Bloggers meet up on the 20th), I bid Western Australia a fond farewell. Despite your flaws (lack of Sunday trading comes to mind), I really grew up here, and I’m a lucky man for the experience.