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Friends will know that for the past 6 months or so, I have had a personal mission to 'Tick off' every bar in Melbourne's CBD. Collecting a 'Tick' involves going to a pub/bar/club and consuming an alcoholic beverage.
I will also rate each bar on 4 important criteria for choosing a place for a brew, Ambiance, Pretentiousness, Beer Range, Prices. This will come together to form an overall rating.
Ill post the full list at some stage soon, but upon extensive research, it has been discovered, that currently, there are 240 bars in Melbourne's CBD. Now, there are rules that govern what goes on the list and not, here are a few...

• Bar must be in the CBD 'Grid' - Melbournians will know what this is about, but for those unititiated, the 'Grid' is bounded by Flinders St, La Trobe St, Spencer St and Spring St.
• Alcoholic beverage must be consumed - You cant drop in and have a coke, or just poke your head in and say you've been there.
• Bar must be in its bar setup - controversial one, but work lunches when the bar is actually a restaurant or sub-par eatery, does not count - make some effort.

My current tally is kickin' around at 90 out of the 240.
The 90th tick was last Wednesday night - Murmur Bar - nice, quaint - rating 6/10
Since starting this challenge, I have realised how hard this might be to complete...
I guess its along the line of Heath's Project 183 - btw, there is a link on there to Boofspace!

Snow Shenanigans!

A weekend at Falls Creek in Victoria's north east alpine region promised a lot... the best slopes in the state, staying in one of the best apartments, best location.... and alcohol.
In the end, who would have thought you could have such a wicked weekend without there being any sign on white stuff other than pieces of Vegas's regurgitated pizza after a big Friday night.
Zero Snow = Kids making their own fun. The craziness continued for the rest of the weekend, Guitar Hero kicking around through copius amounts of Vodka and Red Bull.
The biggest Washed Up moment of the weekend had to be our esteemed host stumbling out of his room at 11am (for a 10am checkout), wearing nothing but a corporate sports day t-shirt. Dis-aaaster...

Ultimate Fighter!

Coolest new show I have stumbled upon this year - The Ultimate Fighter. Basic premise is like Big Brother, but instead of getting voted out, you fight a dude to stay in. Winner gets a contract with the UFC.
Some of the funniest stuff you'll see, especially Quentin "Rampage" Jackson (below) - with some golden quotes - "I used to go to Anger Management classes, but they just made me angry!" - Get onto it and check out season 7, awesome stuff.

Cata-list

A bloke caught my eye last week in the mX, Heath Tully, who was planning to travel the entire Melbourne train network in a day. Given that I think Connex is the scourge of the earth, I thought he would never get it done. Props to him though, not only did he complete the task, but got plenty of mainsteam coverage from it.
Looking further into it, he has a list of 183 things to do before he's 30, which of course, got me thinking about putting together my own list. Check him out here, and send me some things you want me to try and accomplish!

Trivia Disgrace

Scene set: Work Trivia Night, 7 old people and me... First round we charge through, in first place at the half way mark of the night. - Me: Playing tennis, needed to head there asap, sms me any questions you cant answer, I said. Two qns came - both answered correctly. End of the night - the team finishes 2nd by one point. Next day - rest of team has audacity to blame the loss on me - because I left.
"Its ok, 2nd place out of 20 teams is great!"
My view: Hell no - you are just the first loser....

Back in Business

Yo kids, The Boof is back in CyberSp.., no scratch that....Boofspace.
Updates galore to follow, keep checking back, should be fun!
In the meantime, something to keep you entertained - the new Lambo.
Kinda looks to me like a Batmobile - needs a new name, Batmoghini?

Try Try TRI!

Yes, well, the BRW Triathlon has come and gone, what fun it was too - getting woken up at 4am, driving down to the 4 degree cold Elwood beach with a hangover and 1 hour's sleep. Yes Luke, it is your fault, damn you for having a birthday the night before a big race.

So we stumbled drearilly out of Quake's car, both Beeny and Quake bubbling with excitement - i know they were hiding their tiredness just to help me out - cheers, appreciate it...
In to the bike compound to set up our gear - ready and rearing for quick transitions. - if we only saw my tyre...
Then it was time wasting time. Beeny set off at a rapid pace - cruising through the swim, fairly lashing through the bike and caning the run, and he was done without breaking a sweat.
Quaker set off, knocked off the course beautifully and tagged the 'finisher', the 'anchor', The Boof.

Off he ran, almost awake by this time, crashes through the massive surf, battling a leg tearing rip, and getting kicked in the face by all and sundry. He breaks out of the water like the guy on the nutri-grain ad, tears up past the roaring crowd, jumps on the bike and runs it out to the starting point for the ride. Gets on the bike - it seems a little harder than normal to pedal, must be the burning legs from the swim, it'll pass - no big deal. 5km in and we are really struggling - maybe should have trained harder, but why is this large chick pedalling past me as if im standing still - i looked down at the front tyre - damn it, should have known. The bottom of the tyre struggling to move across the scorching bitumen, looking worse than a 100kg chicks muffin top when wearing size 12 jeans. So there it was all energy expended just trying to get this hunk o' junk across the line. We finally got there, jumped off it, and have never felt so free. Given the amount of energy I had to expend on the bike, the run was pretty good. Knocked it off and passed tons of people, it was always going to be the Boof's strongest leg. Ran through the finishing tunnel like a superstar, adrenalin pumping, high fives to Beeny and Quake and pipped the Channel 7 guy on the line - thats gotta count for something.

Sore for the rest of the week, but I can tick it off the list. But the frustration has given me renewed vigour to know I can do better next year, so if I can find team mates im in like Flynn.

Next stop - the 15km run for the kids. No tyres, no water, just the Man and the Road.
The Boof - out.