Valentine's Day

There were many Pooh and Piglet and even Tigger Valentine's day cards. But whatever happened to poor old Eeyore? Maybe I was too late and they all sold out real quick. Or maybe Eeyore was forgotten! This is for you Eeyore!

Haunted House

Apparently, according to my sister, I like scarey, ghost infested houses. These houses are often the early Victorian styles for those of you into architecture. Can't wait to buy one. You can all sleep over. I charge admission, $5 entry to the haunted house. See picture below for example.

Lost! Pet Spider

Lost! Our guard spider. Our little-big huntsman that guards the entrance to our house with vigilance. He lived beside the front door, just next to the door bell. He's been missing for about a week now and we're really worried as to his whereabouts. I fear the worst (see attached picture). If you have seen our beloved guard spider, please let us know.

Bored of Education

Here is an image of what an ordinary lecture looks like, at your standard Australian University. (See the picture of blue bunny and yellow bunny to the left).

It's easy to doze off to the sound of a monotonous lecturer droning on and on. The lights are dim, and the chairs are, well, fairly cozy.


So, maybe it's that time of day to take a hard earned nap. Or maybe you just didn't get enough sleep the night before.

In any case, is it any wonder that daydreaming or sleeping through a lecture or two is a common thing.

So when circumstance calls, do your friend a favour.


Whack your friend in the head with a notebook.


That outta fix him right up.

Give a Carp

They've gone fishing again, while I'm stuck at home doing homework! So, as usual, I find a reason to let my mind wander...

In Australia, European Carp is considered a pest, the "rabbit of the river". If you go fishing and happen to catch one, two or 100 carp, law depicts that you must kill. Unfortunately, Carp, you are too crap to eat. Many have tried you and complained about your muddy taste and bony flesh. But I hear you make good garden fertilizer.

Poor carp. The very people that brought you to Australia didn't want you. It's how you got into the waterways to begin with. In fact, the very people who love you are the people who will most likely kill you. Fishermen.

So, I would like to give a moment to this poor, little (sometimes not so little - they can grow up to 1.2 metres) fish. Because when it was born, it didn't choose to be a carp, it just was.

Well, Carp, if you ever learn to use the internet, know that someone actually did give a crap about you.

If only for a moment.

Some facts on Carp.
Australian Society for Limnology: Policy on Carp
NSW Department of Primary Industries: Carp
Save the Murray: Carp facts

Basketball: Brawl of the Unskilled

Meet angry basketball bunny. What happens when two teams of very unskilled basketball team players meet? Brawl in the middle of the court!

No, not quite. But I was so distraught that I came home and drew an angry basketball that quickly became a bunny.

So how does one stay fit? Not by eating ice cream (which is what I'm eating now as I type this blog). I think I might take up rock climbing. That way it will be just me, and the rock.

Ducks Don't Need Satellites

One crazy afternoon, while listening to Kate Miller-Heidke's Ducks don't need Satellites song from her "Little Eve" album, I felt compelled to draw a duck. I wanted so much to post this picture on her official forums, but then thought better of it :P Not only is it kinda weird, but a 5 year old could draw better.

So what makes one decide to sing about ducks and satellites? Is it the money? Kaaachinggg. Or is it the fact that we all wish we could be like ducks. And this got me thinking about what it would be to live life as a duck.

Anyway, because of this duck, I hereby start the Grumpy Bunny blog. Coz I'm crazy, and almost always grumpy.