Webdiary - Founded and Inspired by Margo Kingston

Wipe eyes, and wipe away the sticky haze of what seems the longest and most tedious election campaign on record. Roll over, pick ear wax, but don’t eat it. Wonder if on Sunday morning, big burly criminal types will knock on my door, roaring ‘We’re baaaaaaaaaaack!’, and take me away.

"As everyone working in the media knows, unless the defamation is beyond dispute, media organisations are often willing to gamble on the notion that the other party will blink first. It's only when you get them to the courthouse steps that they'll often back down. It's a policy which can cut both ways. Sometimes plaintiffs get settlements they don't really deserve because the lawyers figure it's cheaper to avoid the gamble of court. At other times, plaintiffs feel obliged to back down because their pockets aren't deep enough." Catharine Lumby

"Excewz moy, but as a Fusheries Offica, I thenk ewe hev too mini mini cockles in that fushin’ vissal. Yes, indeed our lives changed when two passenger planes were hijacked and driven into the World Trade Center towers in 2001. But did any of us envisage that this new interest in 'border security' would lead to an explosion in so-called “reality” television shows?" Polly Bush

To suddenly uproot and take Club Chaos on the road to find a new home would be a mammoth challenge, and while many in the Club Chaos community seemingly embraced a Taking It To The Streets (TITTS) approach to life, whether the crowd would commute with the Pub’s relocation was always going to be risky.

Plus, the creation of a new kickarse pub meant the crowd would have to gather in temporary digs as the new and improved Club was built.

Yet Kingo had a dream - a field of dreams - that whispered, "if you build it, they will come".

"A long time ago in a far away land reigned the establishment Kingo's Club Chaos, sometimes now referred to as Ye Olde Webdiary. This makeshift saloon bar quickly became a refuge for the damned and a retreat for the restless, evolving into Margo's Home for Wayward Cowboys and Cowgirls. As the crowd grew in numbers renovations became inevitable. Like the ol' suburban pub, the expanding clientele needed to be dazzled with wanky trendy trimmings. This was no easy task as patrons varied completely in thought, word and speed. The best solution seemed to be to carve up the saloon bar into different themed rooms and activities." Polly Bush

"Another year, another war, another conga line of suckhole quotes to commemorate. As 2003 comes to a close, it's time to rejoice in the bum jokes again." Polly Bush

G'day. This is the last Webdiary for the year, folks, so thanks to all of you who wrote and read this year. And what a bloody big year it was, although I reckon next year will be even bigger. I've just written my last Sun Herald column for the year, out Sunday, and you can check it out online then at margo kingston opinion.

I'm in blind panic mode over my book, so no break for me. Hope you have a good one. Webdiary will return at the start of February.