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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Spring is nearly upon us!

This is the plum tree in our back garden, right now. The lilacs and the magnolia are budding, but not yet in bloom. The apricot tree will be a while yet. But the mornings are warmer, and the days are getting longer.

Monday, August 29, 2005

wish upon a star

My dear Ampersand Duck has sent me a meme from Laura.

(Oh, and go and buy one of Laura's beautiful bags and be Doing Good at the same time. I've got one, and it's gorgeous. If you're a boy and not overly metrosexual or heteroflexible, you can buy one for a friend. She'll be stoked.)

Anyhoo, who would I like to play me in a movie based on my life?

Jodie Foster? Nah.

Julia Roberts? Nah.

Rosalind Russell
? Yes!

twin 1
Auntie Mame

But come on, who would probably really end up playing you in a movie based on your life?

Rosalind Russell, I tell you!

twin 2

I'm passing it on to Kim, TJ and Amanda.

Alternative suggestions from those who have met me, or indeed those who have not, are welcomed in comments.

Sunday, August 28, 2005


For an absolutely tops comment thread read, go immediately to"Scary 80's hair" by For Battle! ftg Ampersand Duck, Kate (whose new solo blog totally rocks) and introducing Pink Sparkly Princess!

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Yay, it's a meetup on Friday.

Mick from To Blog or Not to Blog has organised a meetup for Canberra bloggers, lurkers, commenters and hangers-on this Friday, the 26th. I'll be there, as will TJ, Dean and prolly Ampersand Duck and Steev.

Apparently someone came along last time, saw us all ... AND CONTINUED TO LURK! That is not really the spirit of it, kids. All are welcome, at the Wig and Pen. Will update with the time when I get it together.

Update: make that 7 - 7:30 at the Wig and Pen.

Friday, August 19, 2005

go sing it on the mountain

We're going up to the Blue Mountains for a friend's wedding in September.

The hotel that all the cool kids were going to stay in, and the clever ones have already booked, is now full. For a convention of Christian Ladies, the bloke told me.

I am not sure whether to be happy or sad about this.

I have horrible memories of the college I lived in at University being overtaken one semester break by a convention of quilters. You could tell the boss ones, because they had special detachable lace collars on their sloppy joes.

I will never forget the conference motto, which was "Turn me over! I'm reversible!" It didn't look that way to me, but I was younger and meaner then.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Zoe 1 def. Telstra Nil

It may seem like such a little thing.

But I can't tell you how good it feels.

Like this, but sexier

Shame about the unfortunate cast to the mouth. Every mother of a toddler knows that look.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Why I don't buy "The Big Issue"

A uni friend used to be the editor for a while so I bought it then, as you do. And I bought one last week, just for the hell of it. I had a perfectly nice, superficial chat with the salesbloke while I bought it, which in retrospect I should have been grateful for.

One of the regular features is a vendor profile. Meet Michael:

"Instead of just buying the magazine, I like customers to have a chat with me," he says. "I get bored and sometimes things come to my mind that I think are hilarious. I pack up laughing and when I try to stop I laugh even more. People must think I'm a madman. Sometimes I get very low and depressed. I need people to chat with me so I can control my thoughts."

Friday, August 12, 2005

Who died and made me Helen Wellings?

My fight with Telstra continues.

Today I have advised them that I am beginning to get cross.

I have given up "Ride of the Valkyries" and adopted Panterra's "Vulgar display of power" as my new inspirational tune.

Victory will be mine.

However, I fear this may be affecting me. After many minutes waiting at the DJ's luscious creamy face stuff counter today, I got the shits and dropped a note saying "You need more staff. 10:45" before stomping out.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

a plea

Can everyone please sms "Kyle" to 19 10 10? Please? Then they might make him go away.

And great was our grief by reason of this.

I have the evil lurgy, and no attention span whatsoever. I can't manage a real book, so I picked up the freebie sampler of first chapters from Voyager's new titles, Voyager being "the premier fantasy and science fiction list in Australia" according to the back of the book. It started reasonably, but quickly descended to this kind of stuff:

And now we were confounded, for even as had happened in the land of the sunset, our migration into the land of longer summers had met with disaster. The man-things of that region had proved to be even more cruel than those we had encountered in the land of the sunset, and our dear Vlagh shrieked in agony as we swiftly bore her away from the broad water which grew larger and larger with each passing of that which brings light to her realm.

Thank you, David and Leigh Eddings for bringing us "Crystal Gorge", book three of the Dreamers trilogy (of course).

I'm not the biggest science fiction fan in the world, and this crap is not going to help convert me. Yea, my own Vlagh did verily shriek in agony. And again yea, the post title is all the Eddings' work too.

Friday, August 05, 2005

How to pick a fight with Telstra

  1. Make some nice sandwiches and a thermos of something soothing to drink. Put on comfortable shoes, and go to the toilet. Perform exercises to strengthen smiling muscles. Gird loins.
  2. Make your way to the nearest Telstra shopfront. It may be helpful to hum some inspirational music on the way. “Ride of the Valkyries” did the trick for me. Remember, on no account should you raise a complaint with Telstra via the telephone. There is no evidence that those “people” answering the phone are in fact human.
  3. Discreetly yet deftly verify that you are dealing with a human in the shopfront. (Check for weird eye stuff, odd skin texture, etc).
  4. Explain your problem clearly and succinctly. Make them ring Telstra.
  5. When they ask what would be satisfactory if the obvious solution is not possible, refuse to countenance any alternative, less satisfactory solution. Smile.
  6. Maintain equilibrium when the “people” on the other end of the phone tell the shop human that they are “reluctant” to fix the stuff up. Casual mention of law degree and potential outbursts of vicious temper can be made at this point, but only with a smile and head tilt.
  7. Say “yes” when they say “would you like to make an escalated complaint?” Smile.
  8. Go back the next week, and escalate your escalated complaint because no one has been in contact with you. Smile.
  9. Repeat steps 1-8 until desired result acheived or complainant expires.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Who is Fyodor then? And what's he like really?

Liam Hogan is a genius

It's the question on everyone's lips today, innit? Apolgies to The Sherriff and Krankiboy whose "ring ring" concept was so delightful I hadta rip it off.

And yes, you just do a google image search for "sideshow bob" to find him! And yes again, everything little revealing snippet here is straight from his own keyboard.


Hi, you've reached Victor Spankum's Special Adult Introduction Service. My name's Jenny. How can I help you?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
I am stag at the moment, and thus lumbered with free time on the weekends, which are usually sacrosanct.


Which means you'd like to meet a special someone?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
I'm so dry and cracked I may just be dessicated coconuts.


I think I get your drift. So, what kind of person are you looking for?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Mmh, lesbian Swedish twins...


Not sure we've got any twins on the books just at the 'mo. Anything else appeal?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Babe-nerds with inflatable fiery fun bags!


Bit low on them too. Keep trying.

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
An old bloke in a dress? Or, maybe, a young bloke in a dress. Better yet, an altar boy.


Oooh, people tend to get very cross about the altar boys, but we can perhaps arrange some outfits.

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
There should be more of it. That and pirates.


Aah, beg pardon?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
There's not nearly enough pirates on TV.


So you're looking for a religious pubescent gay pirate?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
You are a very bad lady. I have created a monster.


Oh, never mind, we get all kinds here. Perhaps we should have started with you telling me a little about yourself? Where have you been looking for love?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Here. There. Everywhere. You know how it is.


No, not really, but enough about me. How would you describe yourself physically?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Mmyeah - discretion, valour et cetera.


That's not really going to read so well. You want to give me some more detail?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Yes, my skin is this yellow, and I only have eight fingers. I like to think of myself as somewhat cinnamony.


Tattoos, piercings, novelty items?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Unsightly - albeit highly aquadynamic - webbing.


Well that certainly qualifies. Hobbies?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Ever wonder what chicken tastes like?


Err, no. Hobbies?

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
I eat lions for breakfast. With marmalade and strong coffee.


Well, I'm not getting a match from our registered profiles so far, I must say.

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Come over to the Dark Side, give in to your true nature!


Oh pet, I wouldn't be working here if I was alienated from my Dark Side. It's in the Selection Criteria.

yep, just do an image search for sideshow bob
Was this an attempt at humour?

Still can't work out who Fyodor is? Check out the many truths here:

Cut Price Commentariat (and snaps to Liam for the banner design)
Flop Eared Mule
For Battle!
and possibly Larvatus Prodeo, you never know.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Radio Irrational

Goodness me, I can’t tell you how many latte sipping overeducated mothers of small children of my acquaintance have been kept sane by listening to Radio National on some of those loooong days at home with little people.

I’ve even taken to listening to the right wing Phillip Adams, Michael Duffy, on a Monday afternoons. I’d certainly rather listen to him talk to Racial Realist (TM) Associate Professor Andrew Fraser of Macquarie University (just) than hear Terry Lane ask Bob Carr why he wasn’t Jim Cairns, which also happened yesterday afternoon. Just briefly, I felt Bob's pain.

(And speaking of right wing journalists, and channeling Miranda Devine here for a moment, have a look at this picture and tell me Janet Albrechtson couldn’t use some lippy:


Oh God, I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself.)

Anyhoo, so AssProf Fraser was blathering on about how Africans are dumb but sporty. And for anyone under a rock since this all started, I’m not making this up, the bloke genuinely believes that the White Australia policy should not have been “discarded” and that “it’s just a fact” that an increasing black population around Parramatta will lead to increased crime.

It was a pretty bloody soft interview I thought, but Fraser did all the best work himself:

Michael Duffy: Do you think the Sudanese people around Parramatta would have been offended or hurt by what you said?

Andrew Fraser: Well, they claimed to have been. I personally don't believe it. I mean, I think really, once again, it's a stick to beat me and white Australia over the head with. They are a group of people who, once again, have a clear sense of their identity as Africans, and a clear desire to promote their particular ethnic interests.

Those blacks are so dumb they couldn’t possibly be offended by being called stupid and criminal on the basis of their race. I hope one of them kicks him in the shins and runs away very fast. Apparently they’re quite speedy, them nigras.