If you look closely, you can see that the the three sisters are 67.5ers, just dick measuring abou tthe best fusion restaurant in the Blue Mountains, but please read on…….
To be honest with you I am starting to hate on Mountain people. Well not hate, but they are very interesting to me in the present time. I never used to, but catching the train has made me privvy to some interesting conversations.
Most areas in the mountains are some of the cheapest places in the Sydney area to live. Why then is it a common occurence that people that live there, think that they are high society loyalty.
I guess that is a bit of a strong description but let me put it in context.
This morning’s favourite conversation was between two Men. One overly conservatively dressed 51 year old, mans voice with feminine speech tones, probably controlled by his wife most of the time he is at home and when he is not wears an ear peice, so that she can give him directions, in order for him to do a “tinkle” without getting piss on his pants. The other….was a man child, you know the kind. 47-49, still rocking a pony tail. HAS NOT WASHED THAT PONY IN ABOUT ONE YEAR. Both talking to each other about lovely places they go in the mountains, problem is as always with mountain peeps, it turns into a hippie dick measuring contest. Even though we know they all moved up their either 1 year ago for a tree change/can’t afford to live else where, or moved after university to become writers and continue smoking pot, whislt spending all week commuting to stack shelves in woolworths, Wynyard, or moved in with their friends after school and work at a cafe at Leura.
This mornings converstation was about which ‘pools’ where the most beautiful, was lawson pools most beautiful, or jelly bean. I swear to christ that they just started inventing pools to keep conversation…….”Oh, have you heard of the yuranus pool, it is a beautiful green aquamarine purple colour, I can’t believe you haven’t been…well, yes I can because I am the only person in the world who knows where it is, Me and My goth girlfriend of 15 years wife go there all the time found it once whilst lost during nature meditation walk….”, then the other guy retorts with some quip about a even better activity he does on the week end just to change to subject, “Oh, that is so cool I know an even better pools but i am so not telling this guy that they are or world five zaron on my awsome world of warcraft game…, hey have you heard of that new cafe called ‘gheyage’, yeah the name is so cool it is a play on the word ‘foilage’, you know he he cause we live in the mountains, I have know idea why people would want to live in the city fuck i wish my nintendo DS and i lived in a studio apartment in petersham do you ?
That conversation is the best one of today only. There was plenty more. Honestly, and I was only on the Silver bullet for 20 minutes.
I swear, the mountains are where 50 year old baby boomers go to blossom into 67.5ers. It takes 17.5 years at high altitude in a cool climate to mature a dickhead.
Hot Tip of the Day: Cut your flucking pony tail off. YOU ARE 50 YEARS OLD.
