Day Seven
Bender ender.
God David Farrar's comments people are of dreadful quality. How can you claim to have a leading blog when your comments are such shite? Glad that my people are far more refined.
God David Farrar's comments people are of dreadful quality. How can you claim to have a leading blog when your comments are such shite? Glad that my people are far more refined.
I am on holiday.....what's their excuse for sitting behind a computer practising unemployment?
Wellington was as lovely (fucking cold) as ever. And I thank everyone in Sydney, Auckland and Wellington who dutifully kept up with me for seven days and nights of heaven (or hell) depending on their ability to consume.
Wellington was as lovely (fucking cold) as ever. And I thank everyone in Sydney, Auckland and Wellington who dutifully kept up with me for seven days and nights of heaven (or hell) depending on their ability to consume.
Cheers to The Bolt(hole)on Hotel in Wellington for giving me a lovely Suite upgrade with 2 huge king size beds. Loved it. Apologies for the mess.
Downer to the Back Bencher for having Mumms at the top of their wine list. Not good enough.
Averaged 2.5 bottles of Champagne a night (as explained I physically cannot drink wine or beer) for the 7. The odd shot (thanks Francis for the B52). No chucking, hangovers at all, spewing, only one PFO (pissed fell over) and no arrests, wife-beatings or "P" use. Married man count limited to 1. 50+ count also limited to 1. Married (and 50+) women upset still a little too high. Antibiotics required on day 4 onward for Codral resistant flu.
Fabulous.
What goes on tour (mainly) stays there. Off to work now, next stop LA.
xx
P.S: Wallace Chapman is hot. Someone needs to increase his salary so he stops this silly Socialist nonsense.

20 Comments:
YAY so glad you are back. Wallace Chapman is cute! I've been hoping you would come back and weigh into the PG debate over at Whaleoil's :)
Great form CK.
Fuck me but has Kiwiblog suddenly become the official repository for the terminally bitter, twisted and envious.
I suggest a "Stockholm Syndrome", is developing in deepest darkest Helengrad. After nine years of hammering the successful, humourless politically correct wankerism seems to have ingrained itself upon the average kiwi blogger!
"How can you claim to have a leading blog when your comments are such shite? Glad that my people are far more refined."
Some comment on both your blog and his - but obviously only the more discerning ones :)
You sound like you're still drunk young lady. Has somebody warned LA?
Monique.
Given the composition of champagne, is the allergy to wine physical or mental?
And your 6ft Southlander analogy perfectly describes why your behaviour was obnoxious.
DPF - "Highly amusing as she [Cactus Kate] berates the waitress for the lack of decent champagne available in the bar, and the bar owner being at the table next to us."
CK - "If I was a 6 foot Southlander with dirty gumboots who gave a bar owner shit about not serving Speights there would not have been an issue."
Quite correct - and the reason your hypothetical critique of the bar owner sans Speights is because (s)he is the person responsible!
By contrast, the waitress you berated did not. Perhaps you could have spared the 'servant' your cutting wit, and just quietly asked the bar owner at the table next to yours "could you stock XXX brand in future please?". Could even have led to an interesting discussion on champagne sales in the capital...
Otherwise, your crass behaviour smacks of poor old Veitchy 'putting the boot in to those unable to respond in kind', especially as you seem to have a history of this kind of attitude - pensioners at ATMs?
Kindness never hurt anyone.
Fuck off.
DPF was too drunk (ie. drinks like a NANA and falls aslepp in a club) to get it right. I stuck into the bar owner first.
And who gives a shit about berating a waitress? My clients berate me all the time...and don't leave tips.
She was an idiot anyway (I imagine a Green Party voter) who knew nothing about sales. When I first ordered a bottle she came back 2 minutes later and asked if I wanted a half bottle or a whole. Then when we drank the bar out of whole bottles said there was no Mumms left and had to check whether we could have 2 half bottles instead.
Oh, I'm sure the berating was good natured. I was more interested in this
"[DPF: No the difference is a sense of humour and the ability to laugh at oneselves. God people are so thick "
I think that thread illustrates that that is not so at all.
Yes it is quite the excitement on Kiwiblog....I binge drink champagne regularly, have a mild penchant for recreational substances, stay out til all hours and am rude to people who piss me off.
Fuck....alert Pork Chop.
It seems that most of Kiwiblog would like you to downgrade to a job that pays less and that you don't like, acquire a husband, several kids, a mortgage on a house in a suburb so far away that it requires $200 of a petrol a week to get to work. Then you will be one of the cheese moaners and can vote for National not because you want them to be government, but because you don't want Labour back in. Think how happy you will be.
Robyn
I blame David. If he stopped pretending to be a student and had a lifestyle he actually could afford ie. drove a late model European car, ate at nice restaurants, lived in a fabulous apartment and dressed in fine fashioned fabrics then his readership may improve and the losers commenting would run off to The Standard for satisfaction from their sad miserable over-mortgaged,student loaned existences.
"drove a late model European car, ate at nice restaurants, lived in a fabulous apartment and dressed in fine fashioned fabrics"
But this sounds like me & I am one of those commenters. So he must be succeeding.
I couldn't understand why such a tidbit was worthy of 100 comments who mostly seem pissed that CK is
a)wealthier than them
b) drinking high quality booze
c) a woman
*yawn*
I feel bad for leaving a "whoo hoo you're drunk" comment on your last post. I'm screwing up your "refined" commenter stats, I just know it.
I think a great many of David's trolls just need the love of a good woman. Or, the love of any woman.
Mmm Wallace Chapman hot yes interviewed me once.
Gosh, I was blown away by the petty and envious vitriol on Kiwiblog regarding a few snifters of champers at BB. I am constantly depressed at NZers inability to handle a bit of robust ribbing. Am I the only one out there also finding especially that Generation Y, having being plagued by PC 1990s schooling of 'human rights' has also had the ability to handle piss-taking, sarcasm and irony, brainwashed out of them?
Kudos for calling out PhilU as a "miserable cock". Great word - cock I mean. In situations where saying cock is going to wind-up someone whenI can't be bothered being ticked off, I simply fall back on my Yiddish equivalent of cock and refer to them as a 'putz'. I feel smug and satisfied and the other party thinks I have just insulted their friend/colleague etc with the equivalent of 'silly-billy'.
Anyway, back to the night in question, DPF needs to brush up his champagne skills and take you to a decent bar that stocks champagne of variety and freshness, and not the beer barn that is BB.
Cheers, sally
Christ Cactus... this is what happens to people in NZ after 9 years of Clark. What a sad angry jealous bunch of spoil sports.
I am getting a taste for bubbly myself these days. About time, although my path to the holy grail was a hard one. Bottoms up CK!
Most blog readers are people on 25k pa , sitting in a cubicle waiting for 5pm to arrive. Reading your blog - or my blog, or anyone's blog, is the only thing that is marginally better than work itself. Hence they are not going to see promotion anytime soon because they are reading blogs instead of doing their work.
Why would anyone comment (some several times) on a throwaway post about people they don't know?
It's hilarious if you think about it.
I was just disappointed I didn't see your shenanigans on BackBenches!
Politics, booze and cheese whiners aside I know who I'd want on my side in a wrangle (legal or otherwise) - Kate of course. I am with you on the bubbly front too.
Actually maybe I could get you to have a word to my landlord who seems to think people who rent are lower lifeforms rather than making a sensible econmonic decision.
Pardon my manners, Cactus. If I knew you partook, I'd have offered. Look me up next time you're in town.
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