The Talking Toolboxes of the Future

aluminium trays MelbourneAt this point, I live for our Futurist Club meetings. The baby is teething, and Sandra is so caught up with looking after the in-laws that I’m having to practically work two full-time jobs. Of course, said in-laws STILL criticise me for going to an hour-long meeting once a week, because apparently fathers are never supposed to go out, EVER. But I’m not giving up this club. It’s the one place I can get away and be myself for a bit.

Today’s topic of discussion was about utes, which really brought back the memories. I used to have a ute…and she was beautiful. Toolbox central locking, custom alloy wheels, the best aluminium ute trays in Melbourne and one of those little bibbing Hawaiian girls on the dashboard. Perfect in every way, but I had to get rid of her when the baby came because it wasn’t a family vehicle. And it’s true, I didn’t strictly need her for work, so there really wasn’t any contest. I think about her all the time…

Um, anyway, we were talking about the toolboxes of the FUTURE, and how they’ll have specialised traction systems that present you with the tool you need, smartly. We did some calculations on the super-future-calculator, and we found out that this will save approximately eighteen seconds per day. Now, factoring in the…fact that people in the future will each live to around the age of 280 due to advanced medical science, and you’ve got yourself quite the extra bit of time as it stacks up over the years. And that toolbox central locking will really come in handy when your toolboxes can centrally lock themselves!

Just a thought from your brain chip and the roof racks and bars slide out, the toolbox boosts itself up on little rocket jets and you tell it exactly what you need, which is then deposited into your hand. Of course, this is all for hobby purposes. All the manual stuff, like DIY and entertaining the in-laws, will be done by robots. And I can’t WAIT.


Ute Couture

aluminium ute toolboxesMy brother in law, Barry, dropped by this morning to show me his new work truck. Even I had to confess that it’s a sight to behold, despite not having much interest in these things (and being mildly irritated by Barry’s misguided conviction that I do). I was particularly impressed by the storage solutions that had been cooked up for storing Barry’s tiling equipment.

Honestly, this is probably the most thought I’ve ever given to ute trays. Melbourne offers so many other things to think about; I can hardly believe that anyone would spend more than the bare minimum of time on the subject. But then, each to his own. Sometimes I need to remind myself that Barry probably has limited interest in antique buttons and bias cuts. It’s all related, though, isn’t it?

The way that complex objects are put together is fascinating, and for Barry, the apex of that intrigue is custom canopies and aluminium ute tool boxes. Melbourne fashionistas, who are we to judge? To Barry, our enthusiasm for vintage Dior is just as perplexing. I can just see him falling asleep thinking about durable, corrosion resistant aluminium alloy, just as we drift off with new-season silk puffer jackets dancing in our heads.

I suppose I’m coming around to the notion of one day taking more than a passing interest in these custom ute canopies, or ‘service bodies’, as Barry calls them. I found myself getting particularly nosy about the nicely designed drawer system, which seemed to feature a place for every possible piece of tiling paraphernalia known to man. I was particularly taken with the lighting inside the drawers.

Well, anyway. I put on an extra show of indifference, because I don’t want Barry coming around here all the time to show me things like this. Perhaps if he’d taken more of an interest in the masterfully constructed invisible zip I was trying to show him the other day, I’d have been more openly appreciative.

Some Quieter Storylines, Perhaps

Bundoora kids party venueOkay…

Every episode of ‘Week of Our Lives’ this week has been…tame. Surprisingly tame. It’s not just me noticing it, either; the folks on the forums have said that they’ve been on the edge of their seats waiting for something to happen, except nothing actually happened.

It’s true! First it was Sally setting up her accountancy business. She got a call from the financial association saying that she needed to get her paperwork in by 5, and she got it in by 4:30. Then Lionel got a mysterious text from his wife that made him nervous, but it turned out to be a wrong number.

The most exciting thing that happened was when a couple of the mums went to hire a kids party venue in Melbourne, and I use ‘exciting’ rather sparingly. Natalie and Ming-Hua just thought it’d be really nice for their children to have a great party in a proper venue, with entertainers and nice food. So they went scouting, found some really nice indoor play centres and dranks some coffee.

But then…drama! Intrigue! One of Natalie’s exes was working as a parking attendant, and they bumped into each other outside the kids party venue! Except they broke up amicably, and it was actually just a moment of surprise before they caught up on the latest news and said goodbye. He didn’t even give Natalie a ticket or anything.

I mean, it’s great having a nice little bit of calm slice-of-life. To be honest, we have a couple of birthdays coming up and I haven’t looked up the kids party venues for hire in Bundoora. We may have to, what with the renovations in the lounge making it impossible to have a party in there.

But what exactly is going on in the writing room for Week of Our Lives? Is this permanent, or are they just taking a break from all the drama? I guess it has been a lot of drama, for…ooh, going on seventy years now!


Just Need to Lock Myself in a Small Glass Box

oxygen therapy MelbourneAt some point, I forgot how to relax. I’m not even a stressed person; I just don’t…NOT work. I should clarify: I just mean that I never really leave work mode, so I feel like I’m on duty all the time. And that’s bad.

My job isn’t stressful; I just never actually detach from it. I can’t actually remember the last time I had a Saturday to myself, or even an entire evening. I just can’t switch off, and I feel like I’m wearing thin. What do I have to do to break the cycle?? Lock myself in a box with no internet connection, maybe. Shove myself into a tank with some oxygen and play classical music until I’m basically forced to relax.

I mean, it’s not like appointments for Melbourne oxygen therapy are impossible. That stuff is everywhere nowadays, as opposed to a few years ago when people seemed to think it was some kind of recreational drug. Now its legitimate, medicinal, accepted…and to be honest, none of that is great for me. I like the idea of oxygen therapy, but they might just turn me away at the door for being too physically sound. I hear it’s meant to be for injury recovery and breathing problems, not idiots who can’t just turn off their phone to stop receiving emails. Maybe I should look into those isolation chamber things, where you float around for a bit and hallucinate. But then, I don’t really like the idea of saltwater…certainly not being in it for that long.

Suppose it doesn’t matter. One way or another, I’ll find a way to switch off, whether by technology or just sheer willpower forcing me into a healthier routine. And maybe people really do turn to oxygen therapy, Melbourne residents are all for alternative treatments. All this for a bit of rest in the healthy atmosphere. So long as I’m not robbing someone of their medicinal oxygen or anything.


The Greatest Klein Family Dispute

business lawyers MelbourneI should clarify that my family usually enjoys arguments. I know you see all the memes about board games tearing apart families at Christmas or whatever, but for us, it’s all part of the fun. We get into blazing rows, boards are tipped, pieces are flung out the window, but it’s all actually in the spirit of good fun. Dinner table conversations quickly dissolve into what would seem to an outsider like a verbal bloodbath over political views, or whether Week of Our Lives is in a new golden age or trashy TV.

But it seems like property law has finally ended it all. The traditional Klein holiday home has, as is tradition, been owned by us all. Anyone can go on holiday there at any time, so long as you book it in the sacred calendar (which is now an online document to stop people from overlapping). Everything changed when Uncle Herb went and found himself one of Melbourne’s top property solicitors and called a clan meeting. Turns out that, after all this time, the property was actually in his name all along. Of course, that does make sense…legally, it HAD to be owned by one of us. Poppa left it to all of us when he died, but you can’t spread ownership over twenty or so people. We just always thought it was a Klein unspoken law to never speak of the true ownership, because it was owned by all of us as an inheritance.

Well…Uncle Herb wants to sell it and establish a new holiday home on the Sunshine Coast. That set off Aunt Val, because three of her ex-husbands are from there. While we were trying to calm her down, Uncle Dan tried to assert his authority from the year-and-a-half of law school he completed sixteen years ago and challenged the property lawyer, who I sort of feel sorry for, for getting caught up in this.

It was not to be. Uncle Herb has consulted with the best business lawyers in the Melbourne area, and it was done. The Kleins have officially had their first argument. For us, that’s basically the apocalypse.

-Kelly Klein

Quality Goods, Guaranteed!

gas bottle holdersOur family history isn’t exactly woven into a tapestry or anything, but so far as I know, we’ve all been in business. Selling different things, mind you…but still. Lots of business. Business all around. I myself started off selling lemonade, before I realised there was far more money in low-sugar energy drinks. After I figured out how to brew those babies, I was rolling in the dough, and I pretty much put every single seller around out of business. Serves them right for sticking with lemonade, I say.

My business is, essentially, selling. Companies want me to sell things for them, I sell them, and around Melbourne that often ends up being gas bottle holders, aluminium tool boxes…just something about this place and their quality work equipment. Or rather, the WANTING quality work equipment. I pride myself on my ability to sell honey to a beehive, so aluminium toolboxes are easy. For one thing, they’re not JUST toolboxes. They detach from a ute, meaning that you can drive them anywhere and have all the tools of the trade on-hand, all the time, forever. People LOVE convenience; they’ll always go for stuff that lets them do things quicker and easier, every single time. And I’ll tell you another thing: if it shines, it sells. Not that you can sell a toolbox purely based on how shiny it is, and no one should actually be buying anything on such flimsy evidence. BUT…shine cannot be underestimated. People like new things. And when those new things are an aluminium toolbox rolling up on the back of a shiny ute, all polished and perfectly-positioned, then it’s just good business to take that and run with it. Then you click your little button and…bleep. Box locked, pitch nailed.

I’d say selling work-related things is my favourite. Nothing quite like a ute toolbox or some quality tool box central locking to really help people connect with the product.


Guy Hair, Surprisingly Tough

South Melbourne hair salonIt is I, Georgina Glass, and…wow, male hair can be really stubborn. I used to look at all the guys in my life and think about how easy they have it, but now that I’ve been helping out my friend with a hair project, my views are starting to change. For the better, I hope.

So most of my job is just sitting there while Charleine does my hair; it’s a uni thing and she needed a model. Not that I mind, because I end up with fabulous hair for free, but she and her colleagues talk about their jobs, and she was saying this morning how she had to deal with a guy who had REALLY thick hair and it took so long.

And the other girl said she was doing a bit of intern work down at a hair salon located in the Melbourne CBD and she had the same. A guy came in with short-but-curly hair and it was just a nightmare to tame, even using the best products they had on-hand. And you know, I just hadn’t thought about it like that. My amazing BF has amazing hair, but I’ve always just looked at it and thought…meh. It’s short, so it has to be easy. Then Charleine tells me that sometimes it’s easier for hairdressers to work on long hair, since it has the weight and just falls down instead of being wiry and stubborn. So if I was a hairdresser and I saw a woman walk through the door with long, luscious locks that fell to her waist, and a guy with just average-length wavy hair…no, actually that does make sense. Different hairstyles, different challenges. Especially if the guy hasn’t usd proper product or been washing his hair properly, in which case even the most talented hairdresser has a fight on their hands.

This HAS been eye-opening. Now, whenever I walk around trying to find the best hairdresser in South Melbourne, I’ll think of their many and varied challenges. And maybe guys as well, for those with the truly stubborn follicles.


Our New Kingdom Shall Need Great Lights

energy efficient home lightingI’ve been given a very important job, and that’s to research lighting.

Obviously, this is going to be an absolute essential in our future moon kingdom. I’ve been doing a bit of extra research on lunar days, and it would appear that even if we established our colony in the perfect position to receive the most light, we will still be in the grip of night time for fourteen days out of every month…or something. Not that you can trust science on anything. They’re the ones saying that a moon colony is impossible, even though our dear leader has clearly stated that it is possible.

Which means that lights will be absolutely paramount, both to establish a proper sleep cycle and not make people feel like they are caught in a dark and gloomy cycle. We’re not just talking bright, LED floodlights either. The lighting in our new kingdom must rival the special, custom-made designer LED lighting in Melbourne, with every piece of light artwork in and of itself. Perhaps we should organise a design competition, seeing as our light sources will be so very important. Perhaps they will even be a cornerstone of culture, much like how flame was before we invented such things as LED lighting to illuminate the darkness of night, allowing us to read books under the covers and play sport while getting consumed by mosquitos.

I’m certainly not going to miss the scourge of mosquitoes on the moon, mark my words. Such a great many awful things will be swept away, which is a large part of the reason we are ascending to our glorious new moon kingdom. All things shall be as new, including our very hearts and minds. And our lights, obviously.

Still, designer though they may be, there must still be an element of power. I shall have to research home energy efficient lighting solutions in Melbourne, see how to balance elegance and efficiency. For the glory and comfort of our new home, I shall not fail.


Tinting for Actual Profit

office window tinting MelbourneCan you tint a window…but only on the inside? I’m thinking that might be the best solution to our, ah, current problem. Now, the office location is great, don’t get me wrong. You only have to walk out the doors and there you go, a lovely artisan cafe. Excellent pastries. And if you want Italian food, that’s about fourteen seconds. And then there’s the city centre, right there for all your needs. Nice view of the river as well.

But it’s…distracting. We’re overlooking an extremely busy shopping intersection, and there just always seems to be something happening. Someone crashed, or there’s a street fight, or a parade, and that’s saying nothing of the street performers.

I know it’ll seem like a rather aggressive act, but I really need some office window tinting strong enough to make a difference. It’ll still let SOME light in. Or…maybe I can just invest in some warm mood lighting. I can guarantee that the electricity cost will more than be outdone by the sudden surge in productivity, as everyone stops congregating at the window to watch the latest drama down below. I tell you, some people don’t even need anything interesting. I already had to move Sandra because I kept catching her idly staring out the window at the mundane happenings down below. Then again, I suppose it’s a little bit alluring when you can see people shopping down below and you’re at work, unable to go shopping at any decent time of day. Dangit people, this is what late night shopping is for!

So yes…window tinting. Not intended to be clamping down on anyone’s fun, but it’s just a unique problem of ours. We’re in a distracting location. And office window tinting in Melbourne isn’t exactly uncommon, is it? It’ll give our windows the professional edge they so badly need.


Life on the Houseboat

outboard motor servicesSleep-easy tea really has been a lifesaver. How many times have I brushed past it on the shelf, thinking it was a scam? Like…tea can’t help you sleep. Placebo rubbish, that’s what I used to think. And then I started renting a houseboat, and I really had to do my research on sleeping methods because as it turns out, I cannot sleep with the ocean below me, as it turns out. But i did my research, found out that sleep-easy tea actually does, physically aid with sleep, and now I almost can’t sleep without it. Remind me to look into breaking THAT addiction at some point…

A houseboat is just a new experience overall. For example, I now know that Melbourne’s anchor winch industry is surprisingly strong and well-known. There’s not one single reason I would’ve known that if I hadn’t been living here, but here we are, and I need to know stuff like that. I don’t actually pilot (?) the boat, but I have to know how to keep it in good repair, and I’d rather not be drifting off into the sea during the night if there’s a freak storm. Hence…the anchor issue. Motor repair is also something to think about. And folks that live around the docks are just a different breed, from what I’ve seen so far. They were the ones that put me onto the sleeping tea to begin with, which was a sign that they don’t have the inner-city mentality of never talking to each other. Nice folks, and very open. I’ve been around to my neighbour’s place for coffee a few times already, and they don’t seem to care about it being on short notice, unlike everywhere else I’ve lived. It’s a good thing too, because when it comes to getting your outboard motor servicing done in Melbourne, I would have zero clue where to start. It’s good to have friends. It’s also great to be able to sleep as well.