I know that I’m so close to completing this challenge. I’m acutely aware of it with every one of my senses.
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I want my baby back baby back…
This week has been a long time coming. Sometimes I take great joy in stating the obvious, however, I’m told that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit so perhaps I should desist.
Quickest week ever
Everything about this week’s meat and post is a race.
Well, basically. Continue reading
Why did the peacock cross the road?
To get himself a tasty Peahen!!
Sometimes in life you need to show off just a little. Letting people know what you’ve got and what it is that makes you someone to interact with or be around.
I know that, I do it quite a bit, much more regularly than many people. Way too much if you ask some, and not nearly enough if you ask others. Continue reading
Not much change for $100…
Not having a fridge makes my most obvious hobby a huge challenge. Add to that finalising the pitch and synopsis for my upcoming book and it was another interesting week for Meat Mike Campbell.
That’s me. And the hobby is cooking, if it wasn’t obvious.
A pseudo drug deal with legs
This has been an interesting week. I ‘announced’ that I am going to write a book, which was and is exciting for me while at the same time somewhat daunting and overwhelming.
I’ve had many questions about it and I kind of struggle to answer them to be honest.
A book, a skate and some memories
Who knows what this week was?
Here are a few answers that are correct:
- The 41st week of 2012
- The 41st consecutive different meat in a row for me
- The week after the week before this one
- The first anniversary of my wonderful mum passing away
- The week I truly realised how annoying looking for a new place can be (or perhaps more accurately how annoying and unreliable rental agents can be)
- The week in which it would appear Lance Armstrong is most definitely guilty
I don’t keep really close tabs on all of you, just some, so I’m sure there were one or two other things of importance. However, for me there was one other pretty colossal event and that was the:
100% commitment from me to write a book!
The Marsupial Times
Last week flew by (not literally) A holiday on Monday meant that absent of conscious awareness, it was Thursday in no time. I was training a client and she asked me about the goose from last week; that dense, stubborn big old bird. When she, seemingly naturally, asked “What are you cooking this week?”
Fifty Two 