What's that running out into the road?!?

The other day I was driving to work and had just got out of our neighbourhood when I had to slam on my brakes as something ran out into the road in front of me.

I'm sure you remember my adventures with the scruffy Yorkie who led me a merry dance a couple of months ago so you probably think we're used to stray dogs running out in front of the car.

Wrong.

It wasn't a dog.

It was a bloody peacock!

In the road!

Right in front of me!

Now, I'm not sure about where you live but where I live we don't have wild peacocks roaming around willy nilly.

I have no idea where it came from or where it was going.

Usually if something runs out in front of my car I get annoyed but this time I just laughed and phoned my wife.

Very random indeed.

I can't hear a bloody word you're saying!

I'm starting to really hate watching anything on ABC.

It started with Grey's Anatomy. This is one of my wife's favourite shows so I do tend to catch the odd episode, but the thing is, the sound is terrible.

They play thew back ground music so loud that I can't understand what anyone is saying.

We watched last week's episode and I couldn't hear most of the talking through out the entire episode.

There is something really wrong with how ABC does their sound. You can tell it is an ABC show just by the way everything sounds so different from other channels.

It's now started to creep into other shows on ABC. Flash Forward is going the same way.

If it continues then it's unlikely I can be bothered trying to work out what is going on.

Sort it out you muppets!

Chicken out

The other night I worked late and when I spoke to my wife before I left the office she said we needed to go to the shop to pick up something for dinner so she would wait until I got home so we could go together.

Being the good husband that I am, I decided I would just go on my way home.

While I was there I remembered that we had a packet of sliced chicken in the fridge so I bought some bread, mayonnaise and lettuce so I could make myself sandwiches to take to work for the rest of the week.

That night I made a sandwich for the next day and it was very nice so I was looking forward to having another one the next day.

However, that night when I went to make the sandwich, the chicken was no where to be found.

That day, my wife decided she was going to clean out the fridge and throw out the food that was no good. She thought the chicken had been open for weeks and was no good so she threw it out!

So I was left with bread, mayonnaise, and lettuce for my sandwich but no chicken!

It didn't even cross her mind that I might have opened it the night before when I made the chicken sandwich.

It's funny looking back now but at the time I was pretty upset.

I do love me some chicken!