tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85657991886845171152026-05-31T10:44:59.271+10:00Kellie @ Delightfully Ludicroushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18226603919012169939noreply@blogger.comBlogger362125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565799188684517115.post-30289298336585107812014-03-03T00:00:00.000+10:002014-03-03T00:00:02.229+10:00

Source I'm always glad when I hear about government funds being used for sex education, it's such an important thing for young people to learn about, but I have to admit that I was a teeny be surprised when I found out that the government is now funding educational videos to teach teenagers all about the joys of safe, sane and consensual BDSM [link]. Oh Planned Parenthood, you kinky buggers.

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Source The other day at work I had one of those worlds colliding moments.  I was having a meeting with a project manager and I saw the name of my old high school English teacher on one of his project plans. I think we all had that one teacher in high school who was just plain cool.  You know the one, who treated us like the adults we wanted to be instead of the kids we really still

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Source I think I've found what might be the cutest kid present idea ever. Imagine this, you take a drawing done by a child, send it to this website [link], and they makes a stuffed toy based on it.  How awesome is that! I'm always completely in awe of arty people like that.  How on earth do they do it?  I can barely draw a straight line even if I'm using a ruler, there's no

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Just around the corner from where I live there's a cafe.  They make a good breakfast, the staff take the time to get to know their regulars and learn their orders, the parking is great considering the location on a busy main road, and they have a nice little table just the right size for me stuck away in a back corner. Is it any wonder that I quickly became a regular? Every Saturday

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Source I made the decision to boycott the Winter Olympics this year. Not that it's any great hardship for me.  I'm not exactly known for being a sports fan.  People at work are always talking about football or cricket or soccer, but I can honestly say that most of the time I have no idea what they're going on about.  Hell, when people ask me what my favourite sporting

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Source Parenting is a strange concept, isn't it.  It's like "Here, have a human being.  Try not to kill it before it's old enough to get a job, would you?". Still, most people seem to manage okay.  At least so it would appear given how many of us actually make it into adulthood.  Of course there are your parental nightmares, the ones who shouldn't be allowed to look after

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Source I've worked in an office for almost twenty years, and if there's one thing I've learned about cubicle dwelling, it's that you need to personalise your space. Hang up pictures, scatter around little toys and novelty items, that sort of thing.  Hell, you can even decorate your computer monitor (mine is surrounded by polished stones, all blue tacked in place) or hang wrapping paper

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Source As a species, we're kind of obsessed with sex.  Nothing inspires, motivates and thrills us more than coming up with new and sometimes bizarre ways to do the horizontal cha-cha. And honestly, I don't have a problem with that.  I love seeing just how creative people can get in the pursuit of the perfect O.  How else would we have ended up with such gems as the X Rated

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Source I've always been a big believer in equality.  The idea that no matter your age, race, gender, sexual orientation, or steak cooking preferences (I like mine blue), you deserve to be treated the same.  I know it doesn't always happen, that change comes slowly sometimes, but I guess I just took it for granted that we were moving forward, not backward. But I have to admit, the

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Source I'm not a coffee drinker. I think I've probably had maybe three sips of coffee in my entire life, and two of those were definitely by accident.  A friend of mine says she's never seen me look as offended as I did the day she mistakenly gave me her coffee instead of my hot chocolate and I got a big old mouthful of it before I realised. But just because I can't stand coffee

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... From the table at the bar. Sue: (waving the newly unwrapped riding crop around) Really guys, you shouldn't have...  Jane: It was nothing.  Me: We wanted to get you something practical. Something you could use.  Mary: You mean she has a horse?  Jane and Me: (together, grinning) No.  Mary: (eyes widening) Ohhhhh....  Sue: No, I really mean it. You shouldn't

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I guess we all know that young Master Bieber has had a few problems lately.  What with his spitting on fans and peeing in mop buckets and graffiting hotel walls, he seems to be trying for the title of "Douche of the Year". And to add to this ridiculously long list of stupid antics, now he's been accused of egging his neighbours house [link]. Okay, so that sounds like a pretty

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Source I've never been what you'd call a dedicated housekeeper. Considering what a strict cleaner my mother is (if you put a glass down for five seconds, she'll have it washed up and back in the cupboard before you look around for it again), I'm a bit of an anomaly.  I don't keep things as clean and tidy as I was taught to.  Occasionally the dishes overflow in the sink, the dust

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I think we all have that one toy, don't we?  The favoured toy that, no matter how old we get, we just can't seem to get rid of?  It survives the annual toy donations to charity when we're children, gets spared in the moving-out-of-home culling, and the next thing you know you're a thirty mumble year old woman with a stuffed dog that lives under her coffee table and guards the remote

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So there I was, minding my own business, and suddenly it's 2014.  How the hell did that happen!  I've only just got the hang of writing "XX/XX/2013" on all my paperwork, and now I have to go and get used to a new year. The bloody nerve! So I suppose you're all just on the edges of your seats to find out what my New Year's resolution is.  After all, I was so adamant about

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Source I got the strangest compliment the other day. I was at work early and I let an elderly gentleman into the building for a breakfast meeting he was there for. He was eighty if he was a day, and he shuffled in and signed himself into the guest book while I stood there and pretended to be polite and welcoming. Then he turned around and looked at me and, I kid you not, this was what he

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I like to think I'm pretty well versed in the bizarre elements of life.  It takes a lot to surprise me these days.  I've heard about, if not witnessed, most of the strange things out there. But I have to admit I dropped the ball on the whole Brony thing. How on earth did I miss this one?  How could there be such an enormous fan base for something so strange and I didn't even

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Merry Christmas!!!  I hope all you gorgeous people have wonderful holiday, and for your viewing pleasure, here's Hugh Jackman letting you all in on the secrets of a traditional Australian Christmas.  As an Aussie, I can totally confirm that it's all completely true. Edit:  It turns out some people can't watch the above video.  If it won't let you, try this one instead!

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Source Okay, I have a question.  Is "Kittens For Sale" code for something? Because considering just how regularly one house in my neighbourhood has a sign out front with that very message, I'm beginning to think that either someone needs to anonymously give them some vet desexing vouchers for Christmas, or it's actually code for something else. I'm guessing either drugs or child

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From the beer garden of the local pub. Bob:  Alright guys, the next question is "Who were the two leads in the film About Last Night?".  Focus!  We need this one to win!  We're THIS close to the fifty dollar bar tab! Sue:  Don't worry, we're totally going to get it. I can feel it in my waters.  Joe:  Sue, that's disgusting! And not at all logical. 

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I've decided that door-to-door knocking for charities should be made a whippable offence. When, exactly, did it become okay to go to a stranger's home, somewhere you haven't even been invited to, and then ask them to hand over cash?  Why should I have to be worried about being bailed up for my last red cent in my own home? At least when you see them in the shopping centre you have a

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Source ... I'm not sure whether I love you or I'm terrified of you. For those non-Australians out there, I should probably explain who Clive Palmer is.  He's a very rich, very influential, very crazy Australian guy.  We're talking about a guy who is said to be worth $895 million (US), who is currently building a working replica of the Titanic (cause that ended so well last time),

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Source Hey, do you guys all remember back when everyone was waxing poetical about their vaginas? It was a simpler time, wasn't it?  We had seminars about them, looked at them in little hand held mirrors, discussed in depth their places in our lives and their significance to our gender identities. Ah, the good old days. Thankfully, that sort of thing seems to have died off for the most

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Source As a fully fledged citizen of the new politically correct age, I like to think that I'm relatively well versed in all of the ins and outs of being PC.  I try not to use terms I know will offend or make people uncomfortable.  Hell, I even attended the Diversity Awareness Training that my workplace held a couple of months ago. Sure, it was compulsory, but I think I still

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Source Mark this down as a red letter day, ladies and gentlemen!  Spring has finally sprung! I know what you're all thinking.  Doesn't she realise that we're already into the first month of Summer?  Isn't declaring the start of Spring a bit redundant when it actually finished six days ago? But calendars aside, you can take it on my good authority that we have finally entered

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