Crank the Croc
MODERN life. It’s so convenient right? Unless you’re in a rush or want something to work like it says on the packet.
Two times in the past week I’ve tried to use the Woolies Click and Collect service at Beerwah only to find myself in a Falling Down/Michael Douglas state of apoplexy.
The first time was a Monday evening where I’d pulled in only to find five cars in front of me. You’re only meant to say you’re there when you’re in the actual collect bay, but everyone else was collecting their groceries anyway.
Then on Sunday I was lined up again and some rude sod just pulled in front of me into the collect bay. What a mess. It’s technology meets the worst of humanity. Might be dramatic, but at best it’s just plain RUDE!
Sip n suck
I WAS excited to find a bar on the hinterland snubbing its nose at society by providing single use plastic straws.
Yes, yes, dolphins choke and die on the stuff (they can’t be that smart) and the microplastics cause cancer, but can’t we all agree that paper straws are just the most unsatisfying way to sip a drink.
Now if I can just find a place that packages burgers in styrofoam containers I’ll know I’ve got a place to call home.
Clock’s ticking
So it’s seven years to go until the SEQ Olympics. On the Sunshine Coast the idea is to plant a tree every day until the big opening.
Nice touch. But wouldn’t it be even better to lay a spike every day, for this rail line that’s apparently going to be built in time for the Games?
Do you get the feeling watching Jarrod Bleijie’s performance on the 6pm news every night that he harbours ambitions of being the opening act in the new Olympic Stadium?
Closer to the end
How old does it make you feel when you watching the sons of former footballers taking the football field? The answer: Very. Tom Lynagh running on for the Wallabies last week was a case in point. Didn’t watch him for long because rugby is a dreadful game.
Who you gonna trust
Interesting story about a bunch of social media consumers getting sucked in by an influencer who turned out to be completely AI.
‘Mia Zelu’ – who is white, blonde and gorgeous – has now got everyone’s knickers in a knot about ‘trust’, because, you know, we just learned to believe in the real influencers.
I’ve given up on Facebook, again, I don’t know how or why but my reels are jam-packed full of conspiracy theorist videos and I’m the least conspiratorial croc around. Buy me a newspaper.