Friends fear he’s rolling balls again. And on a Tuesday, too!
Keyboard Hulk
@keyboardhulk.bsky.social
World’s loudest typist. Likes a kitchen full of fresh ingredients and singing where absolutely no one can hear him. Balances bacon with gym and hope.
Morning from the Yarra Valley, where we’ve just spent an awesome evening getting massaged, drinking wine and eating dry-aged duck to celebrate our anniversary.
Guess which idiot made a really delicious beef curry last night, forgot about it and left it lying on the counter all night, and is now re-making it at 7.30am? 🤦🏽♂️😠
It’s not really the kind of Sunday when one gets off the couch.
No, YOU’RE dancing dorkily to The Bad Touch in between lat raises.
There is so much judgement in this paragraph by Richard Osman, and I love it.
Potato gem casserole is both protein-rich and low-carb. I mean, Instagram told me so and Instagram wouldn’t lie, right?
It’s his couch and we’re only occasionally allowed to share it.
Not enjoying the aftermath of yesterday’s boozy brunch. Someone bring me some bacon and aspirin?
Yes it’s a cold grey Melbourne morning but I’m sweating balls after my workout, so I’m okay with it.
Seems like everyone’s feeling their oats this Friday, so I might as well join in 🤷🏽♂️😂
Explain your @ I’m an extremely loud typist, and it gets exponentially louder as I concentrate or get stressed. Once my colleagues made me get a silent keyboard and I wore the keys off it.
Explain your @ So there’s this movie called “PCU” and the line is “Just one little binger, to brighten up your day.” Somewhere along the way I started referring to a little drinky-poo as a binger but that’s not really the gist. I dunno I just hope my silly little page brightens up somebody’s day 🥹
Monday gym sesh, done. And as a reward, homemade pasta with allll the cheese.
Sous vide steaks went down a treat for dinner. Bosman, however, is steakless and vengeful.
Made it off the couch and to the gym. Thanks to @rjtd.bsky.social for inspiring sweaty gym pic proof and @comfyoaf.bsky.social for recommending the Evanescence album that angstily got me through it 😂
Look, I don’t MEAN to resent you UK and European folk with your sunshine and your Pride month… but fucken look at this Arctic misery 🥶
Post a photo from 2019 (With a roast grouse in Paris. Head attached so it stared unnervingly at me.)
Post a photo from 2019
Another magnificent sun-drenched weekend in Cairns, courtesy of the magnificent @gbatt.bsky.social and Andy!
Well, guess this is what 47 looks like. And I managed to put my creaky knees through a kettlebells session! 😂
Breakfast for dinner… had some eggs and ham in the freezer so I made a Nigella Lawson egg tortilla pie.
Every time we leave the house, Bosman steals at item of clothing, brings it to the front door and sleeps on it. Today it was an oven mitt and my gym shorts.
Sigh. Holiday’s over. Back to a life of healthy eating* and general virtue**. * Relatively * Probably untrue
Drinking a cocktail made of Chinese fermented liquors. If I don’t make it, it’s been nice knowing you folks 😂