tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28025532008-07-23T20:51:11.156-07:00bloggety blogJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comBlogger1922125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-65120490216734735462008-07-21T18:09:00.000-07:002008-07-21T18:29:18.314-07:00In Central Victoria, water is scarce. No one waters a garden; the streets have a tired, dusty feel, and even when purple-grey clouds mass overhead, there's only a sense of foreboding, not hope: thunderstorms also bring lightning, fire.
This hot day, I drive to the Castlemaine public pool from my hideaway just outside town. Most reasonable-sized towns in Victoria have pools like this, relics JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-6698455022412646702008-06-22T20:35:00.001-07:002008-06-22T20:36:43.457-07:00things don't seem to be going well for my aspirational friend. his blog of affirmations is now a spam blog offering cheap loans. pity. I was kind of hoping he'd get the big house, the fast car and the beautiful wife.
I am still not Married Johnny Depp.
so this affirmation thing is bs, decided once and for all.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-19890333599939018432008-04-08T20:22:00.000-07:002008-04-08T20:33:11.590-07:00Safari on Mac and Javascript, they are not friends. I keep not being able to use drop-down menus, and now the draft function of Blogger is crashing Safari. and anyway, the draft from New York that I wanted, the one about how I used to adore Dave Eggers and his mob unconditionally, but the turning away of my disappointed four-year-old in the rain from the Superhero Supply Shop has brought about JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-61892268369453668302008-04-08T20:14:00.000-07:002008-04-08T20:17:29.545-07:00nothing on email. coffee not kicked in yet so randomly went to Blogger and clicked on a recently updated blog (they flash past like express trains these days).
and found this - the 2013-dated affirmation blog of a man who is probably in Indonesia or Malaysia or similar, probably has nothing (particularly not a house like this or a woman like this), but who clearly has some strange cargo-cult JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-14814674561048298732008-04-01T19:58:00.000-07:002008-04-01T20:14:30.564-07:00two posts to put up on one day; and as it's "a poor sort of memory that works only backwards", I'll do today's now and the one from two weeks ago later.
Jet lag. Like a dream of being awake in the middle of the night; but it's bright and trams and bikes are rolling by. I wake up at 6.30 am. It's not ligt yet; it could be midnight (it is in Vegas).
By seven, the sun is just rising. I keep it JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-30898844036391396972008-01-29T20:07:00.000-08:002008-01-29T20:08:16.766-08:00oh hooray. another movie. my average must be approaching one a quarter. and, strangely enough given my stated preferences and tendency to hide my eyes behind my hands when there's blood on the screen, another very violent one. No Country for Old Men; you don't need me to tell you it's good; none of the reviews I've read, however, noted the originality of the dialogue and the depth of JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-39372557103714948802008-01-25T03:21:00.000-08:002008-01-25T03:30:22.645-08:00Fridays are Mummy Days at the moment. Today seemed a particularly long one, possibly due to the prone form of Daddy lying in the bedroom having a sick day off work while I cleaned, cooked and amused the child. Fortunately there was a visit from the grandparents to break up the uninterrupted joy of motherhood.
reading: David Sedaris. If I'd been born gay and Greek in the American midwest, I couldJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-61732943042785946382008-01-21T19:27:00.000-08:002008-01-21T19:29:15.525-08:00horrifying fact: the review of Eastern Promises below, dated October 25, is the last time I saw a movie.
maybe it's because I've been bouncing out of bed early to ride every day, but I just don't seem to have the stamina for movies that finish after 10 any more. good legs, underdeveloped mind...JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-88106453356607314792008-01-09T16:06:00.000-08:002008-01-09T16:35:45.656-08:00What do you do when you've tidied up your study, packed away all the 2007 calendars, re-sorted the unread books piles, written a list of places to submit work and connected up the new keyboard you got for Christmas?
Right. You blog. Consider this my official procrastination blog for 2008.
Year began well with a brilliant camping week at Cape Conran, though there wasn't much surf (didn't I JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-35924812771968312802007-10-25T04:40:00.000-07:002007-10-25T04:46:12.164-07:00ah, the things that drive one back to blogging.
like being alone in the house after 9.30, so it's too late to call anyone...and not strictly alone, as husband and kid are both in bed...and really, really wanting to rave about the movie you've just seen...so of course you think "I'll blog it".
I've always had time for David Cronenberg's particular weirdness. And ever since Lord of the Rings, JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-26757477414302557292007-09-10T18:56:00.000-07:002007-09-10T18:57:29.850-07:00hey, now I'm getting really narked. the archives only go back to 2001. this blog is way older than that.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-59316440900668370572007-09-10T18:55:00.001-07:002007-09-10T18:56:00.208-07:00right, so now I have archives but this newfangled xml thing won't accept my old list of images, links etc. I did save a copy of the html, but when I try to put it back, it spits it right back at me. so I'm stuck with this new look and no pix.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-23979811849712527292007-09-10T18:33:00.000-07:002007-09-10T18:34:10.864-07:00ah, this I remember. stuffing around for ages trying to get the blog to look right. sigh. memories. archives missing, will find. :)JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-32302151157692003982007-09-10T18:22:00.000-07:002007-09-10T18:30:56.903-07:00February? really? if it didn't contain a lot from when I blogged ten times a day, I'd let it die a natural death.
what have I done since February? got back on my bike. doubled my swimming session distance. tried to surf (and have the sandpapered knees to prove it). not read enough books. completed my honours thesis. set up a rental flat, which is supposed to be my mini-job. worked a little, butJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-24838774320645002142007-02-21T19:16:00.000-08:002007-02-21T19:18:05.914-08:00gotta say, the crazier Britney Spears gets, the more I like her. so she shaved off her hair? big deal. it's hair, people. just hair. so the pop idol isn't staying clean and pretty? why should she?JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-74446713761576017562007-02-13T20:22:00.000-08:002007-02-13T20:26:29.648-08:00actually, the comic book show is still on, until 25/2. so now I have to choose between that and the Arkley at the NGV. no time to do both.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-92153483336228119232007-02-13T20:02:00.000-08:002007-02-13T20:08:33.462-08:00I'm on Blogger New, whether I like it or not. Noticed in the process that I have made 1,906 posts to this blog so far, even though I treat it like an ugly cousin to be kept in the basement these days. (all complaints about that comment to jennysinclairATgmail.com please - I've realised lately that I'm missing out on criticism of me because I have been inactive in the blogosphere)
anyway, the JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1166572411653659012006-12-19T15:52:00.000-08:002006-12-19T15:53:31.726-08:00the litmusphere; an online version of a print magazine I was in a while back. go and surf around; lots of slightly odd writers and illustrators from Melbourne and beyond.JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1162614458853171472006-11-03T20:26:00.000-08:002006-11-03T20:27:38.900-08:00 3000 in the east villageJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1162464698242621582006-11-02T02:47:00.000-08:002006-11-02T02:51:38.286-08:00more apts, , and moreJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1162119058633451442006-10-29T02:50:00.000-08:002006-10-29T02:50:58.680-08:002br in the village; expensive, but JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1161911286647118842006-10-26T18:07:00.000-07:002006-10-26T18:08:06.690-07:00village flatJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1161909140337129002006-10-26T17:32:00.000-07:002006-10-26T17:32:20.340-07:00anotherJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1161908931716435942006-10-26T17:27:00.000-07:002006-10-26T17:28:51.776-07:00/begin NY obsession/
an apartment in the East VillageJShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2802553.post-1160540563850048402006-10-10T21:17:00.000-07:002006-10-10T21:22:43.886-07:00seeing as it's now compulsory, I finally went and looked at YouTube. and I'm sure there are gems in there. but so far I've watched three foolish-dancing videos, one commercial but sexy rock video, one incomprehensible video, and one video of a dog of the same breed as mine playing soccer. there was also one of a dog "doing his business" but I can see that for free at home. the "channels" seem JShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13386459708827691889noreply@blogger.com