Overnight at Wazzasplace.

He is a friendly little sucker, my mate Wazza.

Winding down by winding up Roz.

Rather than drive home to Gympie after dropping Vicki and Rex at
the airport

I stopped overnight at Warren’s, always a FUN thing to do, this
time compounded by a visit by his cousin Roz.

Roz is having some fairly extensive renovations done to her
“Queenslander” home and was just dying to tell us (or anyone who
would listen) about them.

The renovations include a totally new kitchen layout, and it was
during the description of this that Warren and I decided to subject
her to one of our "routines”, wherein we would take it in turns to
interject something from a previous comment she had made, like
having the floors sanded and polished or the like, I know from
previous experience how difficult it is to retain your train of thought
under these circumstances, however Roz battled on gamely and
didn’t crack up until when she had finally finished her onslaught
and I innocently asked,
“did you have the kitchen renovated too Roz?”

For those that have visited Wazzasplace you will know that he is
very proud of his Sister Denise who is a talented painter living in
New York, when he did the post about Denise I commented along
the lines of;

"Yes Denise is a talented painter and on her next visit to Australia
I would like her to quote on repainting my living room." To my
surprise when I next visited the site my comment was gone!! so
I reposted it!! again and again.

This routine went on a few times with Warren explaining that
Denise was (a) female and (b) artistic so might be hurt and
offended by my comment.

OK, so you get tired of the same old joke anyway so I dropped it,
last night during conversation;

Warren said, OH DENISE FINALLY GOT ROUND TO READING
MY BLOG,

Wait a minute, says I, you told me that she always read it and
that’s why you deleted my comments,

YEAH, WELL SOMETIMES I LIE,

That’s bloody lovely when your best mate starts lying to you
about why he is censoring your comments,

WELL SHE MIGHT HAVE READ IT FOR ALL YOU KNEW,

Yeah she might have but don’t lose sight of the fact that she is
related to you so would have a hide like a rhinoceros anyway,

YEAH, I MUST ADMIT SHE LAUGHED WHEN I TOLD HER
ABOUT WHAT YOU HAD WRITTEN,

Hang about, you told her, she laughed, and you censored my
comments for nothing?

YEAH, SO WHAT,

So now I’m gonna have to do a blog about you, your Arty Sister
and your censorship policies within Wazzasplace,

WELL OK “CLICK”

(this is an expression we use during phone calls and comes from
Warrens Mums habit late in her life, of ringing him about something
and ending the call with no goodbyes or anything, just the CLICK as
the phone was hung up.)

You really had to be there at the time to get the full idiocy
of this (and many other) conversations, but it at least gives
a small glimpse of just how many ways we can find to be
idiotic (and enjoy it!!)

Wazza's comments are capitalized because he is LOUD,
while mine are in lowercase because I'm not.