Great Discoveries

We may not realise it but we are all pioneers in our own lives. Everyday we make life-changing discoveries. These can come from the discovery that things have to actually go in the bin for them to be disposed or that money does not grow on trees. Sometimes these discoveries can change the course of our lives forever or, like in my case, they can be easily forgotten. The old adage "those who ignore history are condemned to repeat it" is entirely true in my case as I discover something, then I forget and discover it again the next day or week or month or year or decade or... well you get the idea. Today I made a number of these discoveries yet I know that in a few days I will forget all about it and then rediscover it later down the track.

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Before we continue if anyone could please tell me what the above picture has to do with discovery. I have absolutely no idea so I thought I should include it unless anyone else worked it out. Anyway, so today was a big day of discoveries for me! It began in the morning with the discovery that ABC iView, basically catch-up television for ABC online, had a lot of new and old Doctor Who episodes which were being uploaded in the lead up to the 50th Anniversary in November of this year (so many great things going on with The Hunger Games Catching Fire coming out then too). It was a great discovery to see this as I scrolled through my Facebook news feed this morning (yeah, I am on Social Media a lot). I then walked the dog after watching The Waters of Mars with David Tennant as The Doctor. I decided we would go somewhere a little different today so I took Sandy (there he is again) past an estate that went near the Werribee River. By the time we got there though it was already thirty minutes into our walk as Sandy was being distracted by everything on the way but we did do some exploring and I found a nice little private pier that was fenced off (but pedestrian accessible through a gate) which would be nice with more water and the day was nice but we continued on after a brief exploration. We discovered some wonderful plains of grass right beside the river and just hidden from homes so it seemed like you were in the middle of nowhere. It really was paradise on such a beautiful day as today and so I am determined to go back there with Sandy (hopefully we will get there a bit quicker now I know the quickest route) and do some more exploring because he loved it and by them time we got back he was tired (for once). There were also a number of minor discoveries today I will not mention in an effort not to bore you more than you already are.

Discoveries are discoveries no matter who makes them and what they are about, they are all just as important. See you tomorrow!

An Explanation

So you may have realised that the holidays have started and you may also have realised (if you visited this blog since Saturday night that short and not-so-sweet posts have appeared. For this I am very sorry and feel that you deserve an explanation. Sure, it works out for me as well as it counts for today's post but all in all this post is for you guys as you deserve, no... need an answer! Well, actually you do not but anyways, it's late and I do not want to bore you all more than you already are. Sorry guys for the remainder (and introduction) of this post.

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So I guess our story begins one stormy night in 1997 when a new (and exceptionally bright) light was brought into the world. He would grow up and haunt people's daydreams and change the future forever. He would write a blog which would one day become known as a suppository for all that is procrastination. That boy was me and this is my story. T'was the night before last and all through the house not a creature was silent not even the incredibly sooky dog making up nearly 13% of this blog. It was an eventful night with many a fright throughout the night. It was the next day that I woke up and knew something was wrong for my phone was still sleeping at eight in the morning. My throat was a bugger all day and by night all that was left in life appeared to be sleep. Yet as the dark closed in around our protagonist (I really need to stop changing perspectives mid paragraph) a sudden thought struck him and this thought was of the amazing (and very modest) blog, the Daily Lukey. The next day was very much the same slog with a lot of scooping, moving and shoveling of bark and still, after many soluble tablets, the throat was still an issue. It was late at night and Luke was about to finally asleep after countless minutes (I get lost after two) of tossing and turning when the same thought struck him. His blog left emptied and he thought of making up a story about poor scheduling but felt that a short and sweet post would last better. Thus ends the teary tale of the man without a tail and his incredibly sad dog with one (seriously though, for such an upbeat dog he does sook a lot).

Much sorrow was felt that day and the magical land of Home would never be the same again, see you tomorrow!

Exercising with Sandy

So it is official, the percentage of this blog that is about Sandy is rising. This is becoming an issue but it is hard to avoid because he is such a large source of inspiration and every day he manages to do something that I either catalog in my brain for future posts or I write about straight away. Tonight's post is of the latter. So I recently acquired my exercise and diet plan for my Kokoda trip expedition. Last night I started my exercise regime and then I did the next thing on the calendar today. Today's workout was cardio and so because I came home late from my Methods tutor I had to do it in the backyard at night. This was where the trouble began and, guess what, it all revolved around Sandy (as so much of the world does [at least in his own world]).

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So Sandy is one of those spoilt dogs who gets so many toys and so they just accrue. The above picture is not of Sandy's toys. No, he has much more. Just joking, Sandy has a lot less (I think. Well, I hope). Sandy is also one of those dogs that thinks that whenever you go outside it is because of him and not because of everything else. So I go outside to start my exercise and so I begin by running around the backyard. This became a very dangerous experience as Sandy kept running 'with' me at random intervals of speed and constantly got in my way because he dropped a toy or ball. I actually tripped over him three times in the first ten minutes alone. Then he got a little tired and whenever I came back around to the entrance of the patio he kept running in thinking it was over. I kid you not he did this ten times before he got tired. From this point on he just sat in the middle of the backyard swiveling his head around following my laps. Occasionally he would get up and just jump on me and it was obvious that he just wanted to play. Seriously, exercising with Sandy is a very dangerous activity and next time I will think twice and probably put him on a rope so he can not annoy me the entirety of the time.

Sandy is a dangerous workout buddy, see you tomorrow!

Stubborn Sandy

So I realise that this blog is doing a lot of discussion around Sandy. In that respect you could say that Sandy is a "Daily Lukey Star". Getting past that horrible title and introduction lets move on to the new 'topic' for 'discussion' today. So Sandy definitely has his moments and the poor dog is quite the source of inspiration. I swear, each time I take him for a walk (so basically every day) I find at least three points of inspiration for my post. However, I tend to save these posts for a rainy day. For instance, the day I write this post is Saturday yet it is scheduled for release tomorrow (Sunday to those of you reading this). As it is Fathers Day in Australia today (Sunday 1st September for those of you reading this post days after it was posted) I did not want to worry about writing a post. Okay, enough of that crap. The truth is I started writing this post for Saturday but forgot that I had my political party series that night. Since I had already given it a break on Thursday I could not do it again so here we are right now. Then the truth is that I published it with the stupid schedule thing not working so it came out today instead of tomorrow. Now you know the truth so let's move on. Politics coming out tomorrow.

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So today I discovered another point of inspiration from Sandy. Actually you could say I rediscovered it as he has done it many times before. The thing about Sandy is that at times he can be a bit lazy. Sometimes he gets two walks a day (these are both full hour walks mind you) when Mum and I take him at different times and within a few days he just does not want to go for another walk. Sandy is one of the only dogs that I know that does this. He is so stubborn too that you can not drag him along as he sits his bum down or stands tall and does not move. He also gives you a face full of concentration when you try to pull him. As soon as you  let go however his face becomes very happy as he thinks he has won. Usually he does this as we are about to leave our front step at home. However, today he decided he would make me look like an idiot when we were crossing the road. We get to the corner and he sits like we always do. I praised him and then I started to move across the road. I put the 'I' in bold on purpose. Sandy made me look like an idiot by not moving and just sitting there. I thought at first he was just been cautious as there was a car coming even though it was a long way away. However, after five minutes of me struggling to cross the road I discovered it was just Sandy being stubborn. At one point I was holding it with two hands and it was only when I used my whole body to try and move Sandy that he, begrudgingly, began moving. I thought that would be all but no, a few stops down he does it again. It was obvious he just wanted to go home though because if you went in any direction he recognised as the way home he would move again. It was really annoying and incredibly embarrassing. Sandy is one stubborn dog.

A walk a day keeps the dog at bay (unless they are full of energy), see you tomorrow!

Disgusting

There are some really horrible and disgusting things around today that we can not help but experience. Today I experienced one such thing that made me wish I could just disappear and reappear instantaneously at home. Basically I was walking Sandy and, as always, Sandy chose that he would do his constitution as far away from any bin and home as he could possibly do. I seriously have begun wondering if Sandy does that on purpose. Anyway, back to the story. So, like a good owner, I got out a poo-bag and picked it up. As I was doing this the bag shifted in the wind (it was very windy today by the way) and a few of my fingers came in direct contact with the poo. It was disgusting and there was an immediate dropping reaction. I literally stood there for two seconds before I realised the bag was blowing away. I had to chase it and then get out another bag to bag the old bag (it was covered in... well, you know), if I can find another way to write bag. They say you never know a dog until you have touched their poo. If that is true then I am happy with how much I knew of Sandy before. It was disgusting but provided me with the inspiration for this post.

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Have you ever noticed how disgusting some people can be? I mean both physically and in what they say. First, with the physical (okay, now it sounds like I am going to be ruining body images). I was on a camp once (it was band camp, I know, so cool) and was hanging out with a few people (yeah, I said it) and one of them was just plain disgusting to the point that it was rude. For instance he had a cold and was always coughing and sneezing without covering his mouth. Let's just say I was glad I was over to the side with the piano instead of next to him with the other instruments. Then we had dinner it was like on of those things where you do not want to look but you have no choice without making it look obvious. Plus, I am not very subtle so my way of avoiding would have been looking directly away or shutting my eyes (very classy, I know). Basically he would eat with his mouth open (so you could see everything [yuck]) and then he would talk with food in his mouth. It was disgusting but I battled through and did not let my disgust show. Then there are the disgusting things that you can hear people say. The other day on the way home from school there was a guy and a girl at the train station. The girl was okay but the guy was so impatient. He was swearing metro and the trains for every name under the sun (not literally though, it would appear he would not know that much language). I was just sort of staying away from them and aimed for a different carriage on the train but still, it was disgusting the way he was talking. Plus he was just talking so nonchalantly that it seemed that he believed it was alright (if not admirable) for him to be saying such language. Like my grandmother would say; "That boy needs a good smack around the ears and some cold hard discipline". As you can see, there is a lot of disgusting things and people in the world (well that was offensive) but if we look past this minority and look at the majority our faith in humanity may be restored.

Don't let the disgusting make you disgusting, see you tomorrow!

Random Questions

So hey guys, tonight I got a little bored and I kept thinking of what to write about and then I would forget it ten seconds later. As a result I have settled for something a little more tamer for today's post. I went on the internet (as you do in today's society) and searched for some random questions to answer in today's post. I found this page with 800 random questions on it and, obviously, I am not going to be answering all 800 in today's post but it just means that if another one of these posts comes out later you'll know that the questions are a continuation. I am not putting a number on the amount of questions I will answer because it all depends on how long it takes to answer each one. Let's get it started then!

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1) What's your name? Luke (don't think I am writing my full name although most of my readers already know it)

2) How old are you? 16

3) When's your Birthday? 9th May

4) What star sign does that make it? Taurus

5) What's you favourite colour? Purple of course!

6) What's your lucky number? I don't really have one actually, if I did probably 9 (see above)

7) Do you have any pets? Have you been reading my blog recently? I have a dog, named Sandy (who has some pretty messed up logic) and two chickens who do not really have names.

8) Where are you from? Australia

9) How tall are you? I was 173 centimetres last time I checked at the start of the year.

10) What shoe size are you? I am a size 11

I'm only up to question 10 but I must say, how much does this girl want to know? Apparently these are questions she would ask people in getting to know them. That would be a very long interrogation.

11) How many pairs of shoes do you own? I don't know, around four.
12) If you were Prime Minister/Ruler of the World what laws would you make? I wouldn't be silly enough to become a Prime Minister anyway.
13) If you were a super hero what powers would you have? Empathy, Deductive Reasoning, and Invisibility
14) And what would you hero name be? I don't know, something really corny like "Super Luke" or something. Probably would be "Legolukey" if I was just becoming lazy.
15) What outfit would you wear? Casual clothes so I would not stand out and look like the lunatic dressed as a superhero. People tend to keep away from those 'psychos'.
16) What was your last dream about? I can not actually remember many of my dreams. I have them and it is as if I wake up and instantly can not remember them so it seems as though time has just slipped by.
17) What would you do if you won Tatslotto? Save most of it, invest some if it and spend the rest. Probably go on a holiday. Okay, it may becoming a bit obvious I am editing some of the questions to make them more grammatically correct and relevant.
18) Would you like to build/design your own house? No, because if something goes wrong I would have no one to blame but myself. I would feel much safer going with a larger firm I could trust (and blame if things went wrong).
19) What form of Public Transport do you prefer? Trams because they are uniquely Melbourne with a few copy-cats in places around the world.
20) What talents do you have? Well, I write this daily blog and I guess I can play the Piano but I do not know if you would call that a talent.

At the rate I am at now I am going to stop when I reach 30 questions today. Hopefully I can write a more interesting post for tomorrow. Also, check out the pictures on the Facebook Page which includes all the pictures from this blog (and some that did not make the cut). MARCH currently out now with APRIL coming out very soon. Just follow the link on the pages tab to the right.

21) Can you juggle? I can juggle two balls which I learnt in Drama in Year 8 at my old school.
22) Can you solve a Rubik's Cube? Hell no, I just give up after a while because whenever I do manage to get something I mess it up by trying to get another.
23) Do you have a cherished childhood teddy bear? Not really, I used to have a green platypus when I was younger so that is somewhere in my wardrobe. I also used to have a Karak (the mascot of the 2006 Commonwealth Games in Melbourne) but Sandy has that now.
24) Are you psychic in any way? Psychotic maybe
25) Are you a good dancer? I don't know, you would have to ask the mirror (or the dog who constantly stares through the glass-door).
26) Are you a good singer? You would probably have to ask the shower that question.
27) Are you a good cook? Definitely not. Mum is the cook in our family. I am hopeless unless it comes in a box.
28) Are you a good artist? I don't think so.
29) Are you a good listener? Again, you would probably have to ask somebody else. I will listen to you if you are trying to tell me something.
30) Are you a good public speaker? That depends on who you ask. Sometimes I can be while at other times I get nervous. Seriously, I made a better speech in front of a large crowd than I did in front of the smaller crowd at a school assembly.

I hope this helped you learn a little bit more about me.

Never forget a question never asked will never be answered, see you tomorrow.

Sandy Logic

I may have mentioned Sandy all too often on this blog. However, if you are new or have no idea what I am talking about, Sandy is my dog. Sandy is also the name my parents mess mine up with all too often. It happens way too often for it to be normal but moving on. Throughout Sandy's three and a half years of life I have noticed quite a number of strange things he does that can sometimes shock me as I am not expecting it. Sometimes it also makes me laugh while at other times it can just make me wonder. So in today's post I am going to fill you in on some of the quirky and strange things Sandy does all too often to be just a 'phase'.

Photo Credit: Luke M.

Like many dogs, Sandy loves attention. Unlike some dogs Sandy also has some form of Separation Anxiety as Mum took time off work when we first got him and he became very used to having people around. It was a really hard (and loud) task of getting Sandy to stay outside but in the end he got used to it and only comes inside at night. So Sandy thinks himself quite adept at staring through glass doors. It really is freaky to wake up in the morning to see a dog just standing there staring at you. It is even scarier when it is dark and the only light is that reflecting off of his dark eyes. It is quite a sight to behold. When Sandy does come inside, however, most of the time he is in Mum and Dad's room and the door is shut. If either Mum or Dad are outside (mostly Mum) Sandy will stand and just stare at the wooden door as if he can see through it. I do not mean staring from a distance. I mean him being right up close with his nose mere millimetres from the actual wood. I swear he thinks he can actually see through it. Then there are the times whenever you go outside. Sandy has a mentality that if you are outside you are out there for him. Some may call this a narcissistic personality disorder but I just call it "Sandy". So as you can see, Sandy is a very quirky and interesting dog and I am sure we all have stories of our pets. If you wish to share why not comment down below or via the contact form to the right. If you wish you could send it to legolukeytutorials@gmail.com and I will get back to you.

Sharing is caring, see you tomorrow.