July
The quarter started out in a fun and hilarious way - I spent three weeks down in Inververgas (aka Invercargill) working at the firm's office down there. The primary goal was learning how to use our reasonably new audit software, with the secondary goals being relationship-building and, I suppose, actually completing some file work.
About Invercargill
Population ~ 53,000
Highways - One (#1)
Is home to a Licensing Trust, which means grocery stores can't sell you wine and beer like other regions in New Zealand
Home to Henry, a 111-year old tuatara who has lived at the Southland Museum and Art Gallery since 1918 or something. His partner Mildred (age 70-80 years) had 11 eggs in 2009. See the full article "Tuatara sex worth the 111-year wait" here from Stuff.co.nz.

OK, so my daily schedule at home is more or less like this
- 8am wake up, morning stuff, 15 minute drive to work, 10 minutes to park
- 9am to 6pm at work (not necessarily "working")
- 6pm to 7:30pm Dustin time - get groceries, do shopping, go bowling etc.
- 7:30pm-10:30pm spend time with Kyle, as Kyle needs at least a passive attendant 24/7 and we get 12 hours funded care per day (often at home, sometimes not)
- 10:30pm to 11pm get to bed
- 11pm to midnight TV / Internet / movies while awake in bed
My daily schedule in Inver-vegas was as follows:
- 8am wake up, morning stuff, 15 minute drive to work, 10 minutes to park
- 9am to 6pm at work
- 6pm to 11pm ?????? OMG I NEED HOBBIES ??????
So on Mondays I'd watch TV ONE's awesome TV lineup:
Customs - reality show featuring the weird crap people try to smuggle into Australia, usually from Laos / Cambodia / etc. My personal favourite was the lady who had 12 turtles concealed in her clothing.
Dog Patrol - reality show featuring the Dog Squad in Auckland and all of the random drug busts they make.
Kalgoorlie Cops - reality show featuring cops in Kalgoorlie, Australia, which is basically a gold mining town that never left 1890. Money flows freely, and boozed up 22-year olds blow the fortune they should be making by working in the mines on liquor, drugs and of course, sex (since prostitution is legal in ANZ, as long as the service provider is a permanent resident).
On Tuesdays I'd go to the Speight's Ale House, have two beer and watch The Ultimate Fighter (which is Big Brother, but instead of voting each other out the contestants have a two-round UFC match and the loser goes home).
On Wednesdays, I'd do things like draft blog posts. And one night I went to see Southland's version of Jesus Christ, Superstar (see previous post).
August and September
August was the start of our audit busy season due to standard year-end dates in New Zealand. A lot of companies have 30 June year ends (right in the middle of winter, to offset the 31 December that's prevalent in North America) and reporting entities - listed companies or those with public accountability such as Health Boards, Universities, Municipal Councils, etc. need to be signed off within TWO months of year end. So naturally a lot of work falls into this window and needs to be finished on time.
September was more or less the same thing - I have a few 31 July year ends in addition to a spill over of 30 June's, so it all kind of ran together straight through to the start of October.
I do need to address the Rugby World Cup, which ran from September-October this year, somewhat separately - see review in a later post.
Oamaru
Probably the highlight of the Quarter was getting away to Oamaru for a weekend with Minnie, Mumbly and new Antarctica friends.
Side note: Minnie and Mumbly met in Antarctica in what was basically an East Side vs. West Side adventure - she was at the American base (McMurdo) and he was at the English base (Scott), which are about 3km apart on the ice. A mate of Minnie's has, in the past, blogged about what life is like on the ice, or as he calls it the Big Dead Place (it's also now a book). Anyway, because Christchurch is the departure port for all American transit to and from McMurdo (which is NOT the South Pole station - that's out in the centre of the continent), a lot of Antarctica people tend to settle in and around there, or are routinely passing through.
I can't remember if I've blogged about Oamaru before, but it's a town of ~ 10,000 and New Zealand's Victorian capital. Shortly after the Kiwi invention of refrigerated meat, which opened up New Zealand lamb and beef to the international export markets, Oamaru was the largest port in New Zealand. It's likely now the smallest, but all of the nice old heritage buildings are still there and in decent condition.
Yes, I picked the hotel due to proximity to Mickey-D's for breakfast tastiness.
Oamaru is also home to New Zealand's Steampunk scene, which is set in Victorian England and all that jazz. I *know* I've stuck a post somewhere with an image from a Final Fantasy, so you should all be familiar.
This culminates in the annual Steampunk Fashion show, which leads to some unexceptional home creations. I haven't been yet, and I have a conflict for this year's June 2-3, but hopefully I'll make it up in 2013.
I'm too tired to do anything more useful at the moment, but here's the link if you want to know more and a picture of some of the costumes from the North Otago Museum.
http://www.steampunknz.co.nz/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=46&Itemid=54
Cheers,
Captain Awesome
Psyched to be catching up on quarterly updates!
ReplyDeleteAlso - totally watched Customs when I was in Scotland. (The UK has a surprising obsession with Australia.) BEST SHOW.