tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post4094815290508042464..comments2023-09-04T21:36:48.170+10:00Comments on The Site Formally Known As: A Post About NothingStubbadubhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05333188150383405691noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-77300103282214167112010-03-08T07:35:24.466+11:002010-03-08T07:35:24.466+11:00who really needs access to semi-automatic weapons ...<i>who really needs access to semi-automatic weapons in the general community?</i><br /><br />People who shoot animals for a living?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-12487127301732733622010-03-08T02:38:20.289+11:002010-03-08T02:38:20.289+11:00Sounds like a pretty petty reason to do something ...<i>Sounds like a pretty petty reason to do something like that. Maybe she was just mean. I hear teenage girls can be that way, y'know.</i><br /><br />Yeah, as it happens, she was a bit of a bitch. But no-one bothered to tell be about that beforehand. Sheesh. Teenage girls are freaking awful. I'm so glad I'm not one anymore.<br /><br /><i>(you know the SES HQ just under the bridge on the eastern shore EMS?)</i><br /><br />I didn't know that's where it was! Is it still there?<br /><br />You were involved in the Port Arthur stuff? That's horrid. Don't know how you'd get through something like that. I think everyone involved still suffers because of it. <br /><br />Doesn't surprise me though to hear of people burying their guns afterwards. A mate of mine used to go sports shooting every now & then, but had previously suffered from depression. He'd convinced himself that the coppers wouldn't give him a gun licence because of that. He reckoned they wouldn't let him have his gun if he answered the psychological questionnaire truthfully. I reckon he doesn't need it anyway - and if you asked him now, he'd say he doesn't give a shit whether he's able to go sports shooting or not. He's sorted out his psychological issues & doesn't have access to a semi-automatic weapon. Win, win if you ask me.<br /><br />Seriously, who really needs access to semi-automatic weapons in the general community? Nobody, I reckon.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-6953383072500897542010-03-07T23:14:54.860+11:002010-03-07T23:14:54.860+11:00Bloody Martin Bryant! I was in the SES and so was ...Bloody Martin Bryant! I was in the SES and so was my fiancée when the call came through, he made it to HQ in about 2 minutes, and then to Port Arthur in under 45 minutes (you know the SES HQ just under the bridge on the eastern shore EMS?). Glad I didn't go, it was bloody messy.<br /><br />He also later worked for the cops taking in the handed in guns in Moonah, got some absolutely gorgeous specimens that had to be destroyed and no way out of it. Shame really. So many stories about people building their guns into the foundations of houses, burying them in backyards and so on. Like the cops are going to search every house looking, just in case....<br /><br />My Mum has hers locked in a safe that's bolted to the floor and her licence is in order, all legallike.WitchOnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09562967775567670188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-68899206852127199112010-03-07T21:33:27.743+11:002010-03-07T21:33:27.743+11:00Sounds like a pretty petty reason to do something ...Sounds like a pretty petty reason to do something like that. Maybe she was just mean. I hear teenage girls can be that way, y'know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-34673628175440821022010-03-07T21:11:49.428+11:002010-03-07T21:11:49.428+11:00True, Alex. True.
The thing is, I thought it'...True, Alex. True.<br /><br />The thing is, I thought it'd be ok, because she told me she was brought up on a farm as well. I think they'd moved away from the rural side of town for quite a while though, and that (apparently) made all the difference.<br /><br />It turns out, she hated the experience so much* that when we were in Year 9, she befriended me again, & I told her who I had a crush on (stupid, trusting me). One lunchtime, she told my crush I had the hots for him, she came back to us & said he wanted to go out with me. <br /><br />What I didn't know was that, she told him I had the hots for him, and he said I was a big dag & there was no way he'd even glance sideways at me, even if I was on fire (or close enough to those words).<br /><br />We all had English class after lunch, & I thought he was going out with me, then he ignored me. Then, he bagged me out with his friends. Because I was such a dag.<br /><br />Yunno, not that I think about it all that much anymore.<br /><br />Sigh.<br /><br />Bloody dad & those bloody cow horns.<br /><br /><br />*Or she just hated me, who knows?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-29462993681154860562010-03-07T20:18:01.512+11:002010-03-07T20:18:01.512+11:00Some people just don't appreciate farm humour,...Some people just don't appreciate farm humour, EMS. Pity.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-51884047849959973892010-03-07T19:56:04.803+11:002010-03-07T19:56:04.803+11:00Well, not me personally, but yeah, that happened s...Well, not me personally, but yeah, that happened sometimes. We used to give them salt licks to try and avoid the whole "Oooh, I'm a cow, I've eaten too much clover ... I'm going to blow up ... POW!" scenario. And mostly the salt licks work. When the cows actually lick the salt licks. If they don't, then they blow up. And that's messy.<br /><br />Also, we used to have to de-horn the cows. I remember once, my dad & the vet were doing that to our herd & I had a friend over. I didn't know her very well, I met her at high school & she had a sleepover at our place.<br /><br />Anyway, we were riding our bikes around the farm & every time we rode past the dairy, dad would grab a bunch of bloody, meaty, cow horns & lob them at us as we tried to ride past.<br /><br />Needless to say, she never came to another sleepover at my house.<br /><br />Sigh.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-20945425302932067852010-03-07T17:59:15.023+11:002010-03-07T17:59:15.023+11:00people had to either hand in their weapons or regi...<i>people had to either hand in their weapons or register them.</i><br /><br />Or bury them, I guess.<br /><br />Hey, EMS, being from a dairy farm, did you ever have to cut a cow open to relieve bloat?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-52860407092934728572010-03-07T17:22:13.110+11:002010-03-07T17:22:13.110+11:00Interestingly, that rifle was used by my mother 31...<i>Interestingly, that rifle was used by my mother 31 years ago to shoot a guy breaking into our house in Hampton. He had to go to hospital, Mum aimed for his leg and got it. That was back in the days you could shoot people and apparently not go to gaol.</i><br /><br />Oh! I have a gun story! My dad once caught some people rabbit shooting on our farm. They hadn't asked permission & just happened to be shooting in a paddock next to where our dairy cows were. Dad went up there, I remember he had us kids with us, found their car, took a rifle from the backseat & drove back to the house hell for leather. Christ knows where mum was, she wouldn't have let us go with him if she'd been there.<br /><br />Anyway, dad's not a fan of guns (back in the day one of his friends accidentally got shot and died when they were rabbit hunting), so he just had it (unloaded, of course) behind the back door. Amazingly enough, none of us went near it, even though we were little shits as kids & you'd think that'd be the first thing we'd be all over, but knowing the story about dad's friend we didn't dare touch it. I think he did use it once, we had a cow that was dying & had to be put out of its misery. Normally, he'd get the vet to do it, but the vet couldn't get out to our property quickly enough. Poor animal, it was horrible. Dad hated doing it.<br /><br />Then years later, there was the whole Martin Bryant thing, and the gun laws changed & people had to either hand in their weapons or register them. Dad decided he didn't want it in the house anymore, so took it into the cop shop. I don't know if he carried it in a blanket though.<br /><br />And that's my gun story. The end.<br /><br />I hope, Bob, that you really do weave all of these stories of ours into one gargantuan post. And when you do post it, I'll consider it my leaving-the-country present (9 days & counting).Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03085054284790032962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-68822241156229093042010-03-05T15:07:56.990+11:002010-03-05T15:07:56.990+11:00Tweedy, Malkmus and Lewd Bob.
Thats my kind of he...Tweedy, Malkmus and Lewd Bob.<br /><br />Thats my kind of heaven.Pepsihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12385549631744126072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-82034926162653192862010-03-05T14:22:44.970+11:002010-03-05T14:22:44.970+11:00You two are only united by your mutual desire to h...<em>You two are only united by your mutual desire to have sex with Malkmus</em><br /><br />And Jeff Tweedy.<br /><br />Oh, and and maybe Will Oldham although he is <em>really</em> ugly.Lewd Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02482085817373911266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-11226829619891703902010-03-05T14:05:15.405+11:002010-03-05T14:05:15.405+11:00They probably do, Mr E. Although the overhaul of ...They probably do, Mr E. Although the overhaul of the public liability sector via the Civil Liability Act really hurt them. You actually have to quantify damages now and show real evidence. You can't just claim some arbitrary sum for damages. People with a small injury basically get nothing. So those ambulance chasers have to really think about what cases they take on. Plus, they're not allowed to advertise "no win, no fee" anymore.<br /><br />WitchOne, I agree with it on some level. Not for burglars and what not, but for other situations. Although when you put forward the argument, "they shouldn't have been there in the first place" it does seem stupid. But then, workers compensation laws seemed stupid when they were first proposed, too. Employees used to have to accept the risks of the job and if they were injured, it was no fault of the employer's (even if they had unsafe practices). All medical and other costs were borne by the employee.<br /><br />So yeah, I can see why it seems weird to have such a law, but I can also see the sense of it in some cases.Puss In Bootshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14236191025319308375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-57302604950218197402010-03-05T12:15:35.855+11:002010-03-05T12:15:35.855+11:00Hang on, it wasn't a state election, it was a ...Hang on, it wasn't a state election, it was a state by-election for the seat of freosquibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10744419106501810243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-51260303273973689392010-03-05T12:08:36.276+11:002010-03-05T12:08:36.276+11:00Puss, that's seriously fucked up.
It's al...Puss, that's seriously fucked up.<br /><br />It's all good Alex, I didn't think you were, I'm just always impressed by the image of my 17 year old mother shooting some idiot trying to break into the house where I was sleeping.WitchOnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09562967775567670188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-74688147450732315412010-03-05T12:07:49.459+11:002010-03-05T12:07:49.459+11:00Puss,
Do Law firms like Slater & Gordon and Ma...Puss,<br />Do Law firms like Slater & Gordon and Maurice Blackburn have some sort of Shrine dedicated to Ms Hackshaw in their offices or an annual celebration of some kind?Mr Ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09920080753047166402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-53361266772222329312010-03-05T11:43:29.656+11:002010-03-05T11:43:29.656+11:00Hackshaw v Shaw established there was a duty of ca...Hackshaw v Shaw established there was a duty of care owed by an occupier of a property to anyone on that property. That case was where a farmer noticed someone was stealing his fuel, so he camped out overnight to find the culprit. Someone drove up the driveway with their lights off, got out of the car and started to steal the petrol. Shaw (the farmer) shot his gun into the side of the car (ie, to miss the thief, but give a scare). He didn't realise Hackshaw was sitting in the car (she had her head down and was hiding), and the bullet went through the door and hit her leg.<br /><br />Obviously, Shaw denied he had a duty of care on the basis they were trespassing. But the courts decided even trespassers were owed a duty of care, so Shaw (or his insurance) had to pay up.<br /><br />So yeah. It's obviously still illegal to shoot people (as it always was), but you now owe a duty of care to any trespasser on your property, such that if the danger was forseeable (as in, if they climb onto your patio awning, and it's decrepit and you know it, and they fall through and break their legs), you owe them a duty of care and will likely be found to have breached that duty and they can sue you for negligence.<br /><br />Let's hear it for Friday Legal Corner! Woot! Woot!Puss In Bootshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14236191025319308375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-63416635807424422702010-03-05T11:23:15.320+11:002010-03-05T11:23:15.320+11:00I wasn't having a go at your mum, Witchy. I wa...I wasn't having a go at your mum, Witchy. I was just thinking that there are worse things you can be shot with than a .22. If he'd broken into our house, back in the day, he probably would've been lucky to make it as far as the hospital.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-32101871213695145672010-03-05T10:54:32.421+11:002010-03-05T10:54:32.421+11:00My Mum's ok, she was 17 at the time. Dad was w...My Mum's ok, she was 17 at the time. Dad was working night shift so she had to be tough.<br /><br />They put a stop to people shooting other people Puss? Or just changed its legal status somewhat?WitchOnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09562967775567670188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-63420827432677492422010-03-05T10:49:39.938+11:002010-03-05T10:49:39.938+11:00You two are only united by your mutual desire to h...You two are only united by your mutual desire to have sex with Malkmus.Perseushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11292281862441986618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-14432174341703140182010-03-05T10:30:40.344+11:002010-03-05T10:30:40.344+11:00Control yourself Bob.Control yourself Bob.Lewd Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02482085817373911266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-52006516428844775942010-03-05T10:12:24.848+11:002010-03-05T10:12:24.848+11:00For Lewd Bob
I'm tryin'
I'm tryin'...For Lewd Bob<br /><br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin'<br />I'm tryin' and I'll try!<br /><br /><br />Pepsi xoxoxPepsihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12385549631744126072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-13890553402124157432010-03-05T09:59:43.360+11:002010-03-05T09:59:43.360+11:00Witchy, All I can think of is how lucky that bloke...Witchy, All I can think of is how lucky that bloke was that your mum didn't pick up a shotty instead.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-39411511521649366042010-03-05T09:27:30.341+11:002010-03-05T09:27:30.341+11:00a chat free of topic restraints has brought out so...<em>a chat free of topic restraints has brought out some great tales</em><br /><br />Thank you all for using my suffering for personal reflection.<br /><br />Bastards! And Bitches!<br /><br />Oh, and Alex.Lewd Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02482085817373911266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-47287609813412354792010-03-05T09:24:31.992+11:002010-03-05T09:24:31.992+11:00Yes, Hackshaw v Shaw put a stop to that, Witchie.Yes, Hackshaw v Shaw put a stop to that, Witchie.Puss In Bootshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14236191025319308375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949589573125647543.post-47954113873791587552010-03-05T09:21:43.543+11:002010-03-05T09:21:43.543+11:00What a wonderful image, Mum shooting the break and...What a wonderful image, Mum shooting the break and enter guy and hitting him! That would be great on film Bob. <br /><br />If I found a pillow sized bag of pot on my front lawn I would probably consider other options before I rang the cops. Depending on the quality of course.<br /><br />The 'post about nothing' title reminded me of the 'show about nothing' episode of Seinfeld. Anyway a chat free of topic restraints has brought out some great tales and I think we do all just like a chat and there's nothing wrong with that.patchouligirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14462983717621525841noreply@blogger.com