Scott has a theory

James:
I also have a theory about the brontosaurus.

Rebecca:
Let me guess... its your theory and nobody else's?

James:
Yes, it is my theory, which is mine.

Scott:
My theory is the dinosaurs all died out because the mammals came back from work after a couple of days away to find out that the dinosaurs had been sitting around on their tails and hitting each other on the head with trilobites. So the mammals killed them in a frenzy of bloodlust.

James:
Oooh, your theory is much better than mine! Mine didn't involve any trilobites at all!

Scott:
Every theory requires trilobites, regardless of subject matter

Scott returns to work after an absense

Scott:
Christ, you take 2 miserable days off work and everything goes to hell in a handbasket. Fucking public servants can't get anything right! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!

I drove for 6 and half hours and nearly got booked for speeding.

James:
"Nearly"?

Sounds intriguing. Tell us more...

Scott:
Meh, last minute spottage of polic car hidden behind bushes, me slamming on brakes to bring the car down to something approaching the speed limit, braking hard enough for the car to lurch wildly, then cruusing past said copper as if nothing had happened and I was as innocent as a Hillsong choirboy.

Rebecca:
How fast were you going Scott before slamming on the breaks?

James:
Can't have been THAT fast. I mean, how much does anyone hurry when returning to Canberra?

Scott:
Its not the returning to Canberra bit that makes you drive fast, its the fleeing Melbourne bit that does it. :-P