Move.

Yesterday I had a bit of a play putting together the model car I bought a while back. Since I never aim for perfection anyway the loser like job I do doesn't matter, however I'm stalled now until I can find some amber and red colour for the tail lights, even Jimmy isn't happy with the clear look back there.

It's the last day of the year now, we had 3060 mm of rain here this year, 50% more than average but it felt average except for a waterlogged March.
Happy new year all.

It could be worse, somehow.

Someone's luck ran out early Saturday morning when powered by a few drinks he managed to carefully control his car into a collision with the police station.

At least he will have an xmas to remember, even if it's all bad.

Happy xmas all.

For us it's already way better than the last one, unless it starts raining heavily we're not going to be flooded, unlike last year. Here's pics of the rising Log Creek down from our place last year, and one I took this morning that has a dry road.

A car park for whom?

A noisy morning here as the Crushers parking area appears to be getting excavated for a fancy car park.
I doubt whether they use it more than 10 times a year but I suppose they managed to score a taxpayer handout. At least it looks like they plan on using the soil removed again.

Terrible light for a photo, sorry about the gloom.

Grace and I must add our sympathy to our friend John in Newfoundland whose wife Theresa died last Thursday.

A sea of grey and white.

I was surprised by the Coles car park being rather full on Friday, scarily the supermarket was busy too.

The surprise caused me to take a photo (with the new camera), and sadly it demonstrates just how bland we've become with grey replacing white as the dominant shade of car.

Golly it'd be nice to see some colour again.
Because I always park very distant from the entry the extra vehicles had no real effect on parking Artie, a keen eye may see his rear.

SH100 plaything.

Jimmy just wasted a bit more money on a new pocket camera to take with him about town.
I must be becoming a bit of a Samsung fan but bottom line is nearly always price and Samsung do price quite well.
The WB700 on the left fits fairly easily in a pocket but its extra zoom is not needed about town and Jimmy got to thinking something smaller and simpler may be better to carry about town, also the new SH100 on the right was available in a colour.

The WiFi had me a bit curious but in reality for me its use is too limited to be a selling point, for others it may be just the trick.
Delivery was a pain, I tracked it leaving China, then being cleared by customs here quickly, followed by a week of sitting in the Sydney freight depot, then 4 more days to travel here. However for $132 all up, hardly moaning material.
Function wise the SH100 is about what I was looking for, I didn't want fancy controls, I just wanted the auto mode to give a good cheery result, and that's something Samsung do manage very well. Most of my use is in bright sunny days so Samsung's less than stellar high ISO performance isn't much of an issue for me, I trade that off for what I perceive is Samsung having excellent lenses and their programmers favouring a bright punchy look that I prefer.

I've read reviewers criticising the SH100's touch screen's feedback but I'm finding it excellent and sensitive, perhaps the firmware upgrade addressed the moans there.

Bling.

Something pretty for Artie, though Jimmy really did it so he can see where the front of Artie is.

Forrest Beach.

I zipped up here last Sunday hoping to get some cyclone info from a display, at least it was a chance to get out and take some pics. That's a coconut palm, they may soon be treated as a noxious weed if the Greens have their way, personally I find coconut delicious but I have to be wary as too much gives me the spews.

Lower right is a coconut that has fallen.

So would I.

I spotted this custom plate in town the other day, much nicer than the blatantly false "smart state" one.

Sadly for me golf is history as my arms just plain and simply can't swing without tear inducing pain, and if that wasn't enough my fingers hurt just thinking about gripping a golf bat.

Life moves on.

Ruined.

Sorry I've been very slow of late, I had some trouble upgrading my computer's cooler which sadly ended up with Jimmy making a total mess of the motherboard's CPU socket in attempting to clean off some crud that had prevented the pins connecting. Jimmy's eyesight just isn't good enough to play with these fiddly things any more so another same type of board was ordered but seemed to ride upon the slowest courier in the world.

Anyway job done now and the new water cooler is quite quiet, or as the new super educated generation would write, quite quite.