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The greatest of faults, I should say, is to be conscious of none.


So the lack of action around these parts has been because I was in Sydney, the city of sin, vice, greed, materialism, selfishness, insolence, corruption, crime, shallow consumerism, grubby sex, hedonistic lifestyles, anti-intellectualism and a poor understanding of Australian Rules Football.

I went to talk drugs. I went to talk alcohol. I'm went to do all of those things that I love to do: interface, move forward, establish linkages, exploit opportunities, advance the agenda, collaborate, communicate, and maybe even eat a little cake...

And now I'm back, and I have photos.

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I like this corner of the city. It´s like a lot of films that I have seen before that It show the future (about the train).
So much crammed all together in that shot. I hope you'll be showing us the rest of the photos.

In my corner of the world, I went to an event where a Christmas tree reminded me of this blog! www.boisedailyphoto.com.
Anonymous said…
I'm looking forward to more photos.

Can we hear more about the cake? ;)
Kris McCracken said…
MDP, the way of the future, the monorail. If only it went for more than one block!

Diva, I will be posting regularly throughout the next couple of days, so stay in tune! I am now off to check the tree.

Jackie, I will have to be honest and admit that I never eat the cake. I have an allergy to [deep breath], peanuts, almonds, hazelnuts, walnuts, chestnuts and even dear old pine nuts, with inevitably means that unless I want to go into anaphylactic shock, I stick to the fruit!

So I could not possibly comment on the cake, aside that there were a number of them, and they were all coated in nuts of all descriptions.
yournotalone said…
That is very unfortunate (the nut thing). Can you eat Siberian Cedar nuts?

The monorail is an awesome addition to the corrupt, sinful, greedy, materialistic, selfish, criminal, consumerist, anti-intellectual... City of Sydney:D
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, I've never had Siberian Cedar nuts, but I suspect that I would have a similar reaction to them as I did the time that I had pine nuts (which required a strong antihistamine to allow me to keep breathing).

I generally avoid sweets altogether, and go the savoury or fruit options when they are there.

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