After a humid week, Melbourne had a nice cool Friday with lots of rain. I spent the whole of yesterday cleaning up around the house.

Today’s the first day of the year of the tigger. Weather’s  still hottish (26 deg today and sitting on me deck with a tallish Glenfiddich and the dog , I feel like dozing off at this moment. Havent had that type of Sunday arvo for a long time now.

Greece threatens, together with the rest of the PIGS (with Ireland, not Italy), to give world economy no rest. Figures of the western economies’ debts attempt to pry the pennies of the ang mohs’ eyes. All those years of great schools, great healthcare, smooth silky infrastructure, cushy pension and all such dreamy promises are coming home to roost.

Australia remains beholden to Kevin Rudd’s lies and spins. Abbott is proving a bit of a pain, not least to Kevin. Good on you, Tony. For all his unpolished and unmedia-savvy yesteryear cliches, Tony Abbott remains an honest western gun slinger who takes good aim at Kevin the Sheriff who promises much but will likely roll over when the bandits do show up.

In Malaysia, the members of the judiciary should all be wearing sunnies and holding walking stick by now, such are their self gratifying nonsense. Ditto the whole of the Malaysian civil administration and executive at large. The Prime Minister should have been investigated and charged for murder instead of being allowed to continue dragging the country through a sickening circus.

Me, I am stuck in a rut. With work mounting and motivation not, I am finding it harder not to be sickened by a never ending work pressure dryness. You know – you walk around fatigued and enjoying little of the daily proceedings, doing stuff only because it is my job and it needs to be done.

Year of the tigger? a bit of a pooh pooh for now…