History is a race between education and catastrophe.

I rarely see any action inside. East Derwent Highway, Geilston Bay. November 2010.

My Computer Meme!

Which do you prefer laptop or desktop?

I use both. The grunt of a good desktop is nice, as is a big screen. If I’ve lot’s of typing, the desktop is also superior. However, the laptop good for browsing in bed. Surfing the net while on the dunny is also easier with a laptop. My answer? Depends on the task!

How many computers do you have in your home?

Four, although only three are set up. In terms of ‘ready to go’ – one desktop PC and two laptop Macs. Wireless Internode Extreme ADSL2+ means we’re connected 24/7!

Where do you keep it?

Desktop = in the living room (to the side); Laptop [x 2] in the bedroom.

PC or Mac?

I use both every day, but at heart, I am very much a PC man through and through.

Make?

Ummmm. My brother made it.

What is your processor?

Intel (??)

How much Ram do you have?

2 gigs.

How much hard disk?

250 gigs, although I’m permanently running a terabyte drive off the side these days.

Operating system?

Windows 7. It’s a beautiful piece of work.

How old is the oldest computer in your home?

The one in the cupboard is coming on eleven years old. This may explain why it’s in the cupboard!

Do you watch movies/television on your computer?

Far, far more often than I do on the television, actually.

Top three favourite games?

That’s a very difficult question. Just three? Can't do it! Take your pick from the Civilisation series, the Sim City series, the Championship/Football Manager series, the Hearts of Iron series, the Call of Duty series, the Monkey Island series and Sid Meiers’ PIRATES!

Webcam?

Christ no!

Most used program?

At present? Probably Firefox.

Browser of choice?

I do love Opera very much, but of late I have been using Firefox.

When are you going to upgrade?

Jen may well be getting a new computer for X-mas, which means she’ll hand down the new-er laptop to me, and the older laptop will go to Henry and Ezra.

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...

There was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong.

Here is a self portrait. I’m calling it Portrait of a lady in a dirty window . Shocking, isn’t it? However, it is apt! Samhain , Nos Galan Gaeaf , Hop-tu-Naa , All Saints , All Hallows , Hallowmas , Hallowe'en or HALLOWEEN . It’s Theme Thursday and we’re talking about the festivals traditionally held at the end of the harvest season. Huh? No wonder Australians have trouble with the concept of HALLOWEEN. For the record, in my thirty-two L O N G years on the planet, I can’t say I’ve ever seen ghosts ‘n goblins, trick ‘n treaters or Michael Myers stalking Tasmania’s streets at the end of October. [That said, I did once see a woman as pale as a ghost turning tricks that looked like Michael Myers in late November one time.] Despite the best efforts of Hollywood, sitcoms, and innumerable companies; it seems Australians are impervious to the [ahem] charms of a corporatized variant of a celebration of the end of the "lighter half" of the year and beginning of the "darke...

In dreams begin responsibilities.

A life at sea, that's for me, only I just don't have the BREAD. That's right, Theme Thursday yet again and I post a photo of a yacht dicking about in Bass Strait just off Wynyard. The problem is, I am yet again stuck at work, slogging away, because I knead need the dough . My understanding is that it is the dough that makes the BREAD. And it is the BREAD that buys the yacht. On my salary though, I will be lucky to have enough dough or BREAD for a half dozen dinner rolls. Happy Theme Thursday people, sorry for the rush.

This will hurt me...

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