Ahoy mateys! Actually that’s pirate, not aussie… ARRRGH!!! Ha ha ha.
So right now I’m sitting on a bench in the Queen St Mall… I had heard that there was free internet here but I was wrong. So I probably won’t end up posting this until I get back to my room and pony up some cash… sigh. It’s time for me to come to grips with the fact that internet is going to be a perpetual struggle: I’ll be looking at the standings instead of watching highlights, forgoing the latest south park episodes, and resorting to the theater of the mind when it comes to naughty videos.
…in less disturbing news, I was walking through the Brisbane Botanical Garden yesterday and took this phenomenal photo of a native australian bird nestled in a native australian tree…
(note: you can click on pictures for a closer look)
…and I naturally assumed that I was a prodigy at the art of photography, that I was just quiet enough to sneak up on this precious, gentle feathered creature to get a rare glimpse into australia’s natural wonders. Well I was pretty pleased with myself, taking such gems as
Not bad, right? Did you see the bumble bee in the middle of the flower? That’s some authentic shit right there. Turns out my bird photo was no fluke!
Well, I’m walking around, thinking I’m the next Ansel Adams, and you can imagine my indignation when I came across the following sight!
and here comes his friend to join him!
It turns out that all I had seen was some bullshit australian pigeoncrow all along! You should have seen them chowing down on Mickey D’s while cars whizzed by not more than a yard away from them. Once they got the fries out of the bag, there were a bunch more of them, circling around, hoping for a piece of the action.
What a bummer! My photographic reputation has been damaged but I refuse to give up: I hereby resolve to get a ridiculously adorable photo of a Kangaroo baby peeking out of a mother Kangaroo pouch before I leave this continent. That’s a promise.