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All is vanity, you know, ALL in the long run is but vanity and vexation of spirit.


When I first moved to Hobart in the heady days of the mid-1990s, I used to have to walk up this lane carrying all of my groceries for the week. The lack of shorter alternative routes should explain the voice. Somewhat unwisely though, I also chose to jog up it every second day for "relaxation". It was an odd kind of folly, and demonstrates the extremes that vanity will drive us!

Go on, here's another one minute poem, this time penned at the bus stop.

indignation
get it?
got it.
et cetera

cornered into thinking
specified instructions
yeah...

and she can tell you
every detail

every fucking detail.
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tony said…
The Devil's In The Detail!
8 March 2009 at 07:58
Sue said…
You're a big strong boy...you could jog up that now with one boy on each arm and Jen on your back!!! hehehe??
8 March 2009 at 08:54
stromsjo said…
I wonder what this lane would be like adding some of the ice we're currently struggling with on side-walks, parking lots or indeed bus stops. On second thought, I don't want to know. Some jogs are simply too exciting.
8 March 2009 at 09:18
KL said…
Seems like a nice little place for some secret romance.
8 March 2009 at 22:41
Anonymous said…
nice shot.. =)
9 March 2009 at 05:44
Kris McCracken said…
Tony, bloody detail!
9 March 2009 at 07:44
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, I struggled walking up with just me and the camera.
9 March 2009 at 07:45
Kris McCracken said…
Per, we don't even get much of a frost here in Hobart, let alone ice!

I slipped and damaged my knee on a wet road not far from where this photo was taken, so I shudder to think how I would go in the snow.

Do people just use treadmills over there in winter (I would)?
9 March 2009 at 07:48
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I'm sure that it happens.
9 March 2009 at 07:52
stromsjo said…
Treadmills are certainly a safer alternative to jogging in an icy landscape. I guess they are becoming increasingly popular. Ice or no ice, it's cold and dark here for several months. Still, having finished a turn at the treadmill it's time to catch that bus by an icy pavement. There's no such thing as zero risk. The elderly are particularly vulnerable of course.
9 March 2009 at 10:41
Kris McCracken said…
Per, I think that we often forget that side of living in a cold climate. It must get dangerous on the roads as well.
10 March 2009 at 12:44
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