I now know what Nigel looks like!
Thanks Nigel. Your secret is safe with me.
Life between coffees.
I now know what Nigel looks like!
Thanks Nigel. Your secret is safe with me.
Vertigo…Then and Now comes from Sarcasmo via Rae.
Amazing – why aren’t there more sites like this?
I’ve always wanted to do a site with pictures of locations from the books of Iain Banks, an idea similar to this. Only thing holding me back is that I’m on the other side of the world.
I’m re-reading Hitch Hikers Guide To The Galaxy (buy at amazon)on my new Palm. (For those who remember the great text adventure based on the book you can still play it online)
“Some factual information for you. Have you any idea how much damage that bulldozer would suffer if I just let it roll straight over you?”
“How much?” said Arthur
“None at all” said Mr Prosser
IF you remember the book I bet you’re smiling.
The 2nd thing?
My love bought me the new Ani diFranco album (buy at amazon) and I’m listening to it as I work. First listen through – it’s great, makes me want to go and drag up her earlier stuff to put on my PC. Especially ‘Not Angry Any More’, god I love that song. And ‘Tis Of Thee’. And ’32 Flavours’. And ‘Untouchable Face’. And ‘Little Plastic Castle’.
Optometrist appointment this afternoon. It’s all very swish, located in Collins Place with a designer fit out and every gadget under the sun but they don’t have a website I can link to. David, my great optometrist, took a photo of the inside of my eye. I asked if I could have a copy for my blog (the things I do to entertain you people, honestly) and he looked at me oddly. I guess he had no idea what a blog was but the question was pointless – their network ain’t on the net and he had no idea how to save it.
Upshot after sitting in the chair for half an hour trying to decide if the circle was ‘better’ in option 1 or 2 (I like to throw in the occasional ‘can’t tell’ just to keep him on his toes) is that I need new lenses for my specs. Wonderful; they are so specialised they have to be ordered from Japan.
Sigh, I’m not sure which parent to blame this on – they both have dodgy eyes so I’ll split the difference. Thanks Mum and Dad.
Somethings gone wrong. Someone has turned off summer.
Of course this someone would turn on winter the same day, which is also the same day I didn’t bring a jacket and the same day I need to go in to the city after work. The rain and cold as I left the house this morning should’ve been a dead give away but it didn’t register until I went for a walk at lunch. Well, Mensland in Malvern are now significantly better off and I have a new jumper.
It’s wool, you know.
LATER…
Okay, who is the practical joker? I leave work, new jumper on and the sun is shining brightly. I’m walking jauntily up Collins St, sweating like a very hot pig. This funny ‘someone’, please settle on a season and leave us all alone.
My move to the inner west is now complete.
Given that we’ve requested another 12 month lease I secured myself a new Post Office Box and in the process severed my last link with my eastern suburb living.
My mail’s new home is :
PO Box 2061
Altona East Vic 3025
Australia
What Miss Jen Jen asks for, Miss Jen Jen receives.
It’s the least I can do for a woman of such obvious taste, refinement and intelligence (as all Tiger supporters surely must be).
Here are the lyrics to the Richmond Tiger’s theme song. Sing it loud, sing it proud.
Oh we’re from Tiger land
A fighting fury
We’re from Tiger land
In any weather you’ll see us with a grin
Risking head and shin
If we’re behind then never mind
We’ll fight and fight and win
For we’re from Tiger land.
We never weaken till the final siren’s gone
Like the Tiger of old
We’re strong and we’re bold
For we’re from Tiger (yellow and black)
We’re from Tiger land.
If I could talk I’d tell you we won today. 2nd game for the year, first victory. The reason I can’t talk is that the game was in the balance until the second half of the final quarter and Rob and I screamed ourselves hoarse. And not a pony, a huge stalion.
The downside though is that today was the family grudge match. Tony and Rob (Rae’s brother) screaming for the Tigers vs Rae and Phoebe screaming for the Bulldogs. Once Rae calms down I’m sure we I will be allowed back in to the house. She takes her footy seriously that gal.
20 games left for the year. Go Tiges.
Seriously, I’m down on my knees.
Somebody. Please, buy this book for me.