Long have we looked to the heavens and pondered that tantalising question: is there life on Mars? Well, this morning I thought I had discovered that yes, there was life on Mars, and I was it.

This wasn't because I woke up dressed in tinfoil, green skinned and wielding a raygun. Ok, I do sleep in tinfoil more often than not but let's get back to the issue at hand. The reason for my disorientation was because of the somewhat jaundiced light that came spilling in my bedroom window.

It was so impressive that I actually walked out into the backyard and stared around at the martian landscape for a few minutes. I took a snap with my camera phone but it doesn't quite capture the colour. I briefly contemplated deceiving and cheating my blog readers by photoshopping the picture into a more startling orange hue, but I quickly realised I couldn't do that. Don't get me wrong, I deceive and cheat my blog readers on a regular basis. I just couldn't be arsed firing up photoshop.

I hear we have a dust storm to thank for our unusually coloured day here in Brisbane. I personally think it had to be some of freak carrot storm to turn things this orange. Freak carrot storms... they do happen. Google it.

And I promise that's my last attempt to deceive you for today.

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I met up with a mate for lunch in the city today, and afterwards stopped over in the mall for a drink before going back to work. As we sat at a table, some guy sitting by himself at the next table next to us looked over and muttered something about "Oh, you guys are just here to watch the cricket."

At first I wasn't sure he was even talking to us. He continued to look at as and mutter things though, and we tried not to pay any attention to him.

At one point he got up and started waving and talking to someone walking past, as if he'd been waiting for them to arrive. However, they ignored him as well and kept on walking. The weirdo returned to his seat and continued to mutter.

Eventually he got up walked over to us, saying "See you guys later." Then he took off.

It's always nice to meet new people.

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I had to include this picture I took of a clients' mouse earlier this week. Apparently it's an ergonomic mouse. I haven't seen one before. It looks more like a sideways mouse to me and is an absolute bitch to manoevre. I would have had about as much success moving it with my nose accurately as with my hand.

Maybe that's why it's good ergonomically for your hands, because you end up not using it at all.

"Wow, my wrist is so much better since this ergonomic mouse came along. My nose is broken in three places, but my wrist is great!"

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When things go wrong in Bonestormland, they really go wrong.

A couple of weeks back my trusty old washing machine went down in a screaming heap. It was an oldie but a goodie, and always had my dull, mind-numbing work uniform looking it's most mind-numingly clean. That was until it gave up the ghost and stopped doing anything in particular, except from making an irritating clicking sound. So I took it to the great washing machine retirement village in the sky (i.e. the dump) and we bought a newie.

Then, of course, two days later my PC's CPU died. That little situation was documented in a previous blog entry.

On the weekend, my TV felt left out and decided to do the equivalent of throwing itself off a bridge, and by this I mean emitting a loud bang and subsequently shutting down altogether. This is a 76 cm flat screen, less than four years old and not quite as cheap to replace as a washing machine, so it will be going to the repair shop for a (hopefully) not too expensive repair job.

So that's three things in two weeks. Lucky me.

Forget betting on the Melbourne Cup today. Bet on Bonestorm's next appliance to blow up. I'm thinking Ms B's hairdryer. That one doesn't effect me much so I could probably live with it checking itself out.

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