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Men are slower to recognize blessings than misfortunes.

We watched Shrek the other evening. Shrek one, as in the first. Henry watched it right way through. 90 minutes. A new record!

Civilization is a movement and not a condition, a voyage and not a harbour.

Geilston Bay power poles. June 2010. A short while ago someone asked in the comments to see more of Geilston Bay, here's a start! Here's the view looking south towards the next suburb of Lindisfarne. Geilston Bay itself is a small suburb of Hobart. Technically, it is located in the City of Clarence located on the Eastern Shore of the Derwent River Estuary. It is a suburb abundant with nature, with many houses built right next to the bushland (hence the impressive amount of dead native animals to be found squished on the highway). In terms of 'attractions', well, there is the bay itself, with a Boat Club located a couple of hundred metres from our house. There's the Shag Bay Aboriginal Site , but we're really just talking about piles of discarded mussel shells. I'll be honest and confess an anthropological bias: once you've seen Notre Dame Cathedra l, a midden that dates a few hundred years more recent seems a bit humdrum. There is also a local high s...

No person is ever good for much, that hasn't been swept off their feet by enthusiasm between ages twenty and thirty.

He has a rock, and he's not afraid to use it. Who do you think is in line for a chunk of Metamorphic between the eyes?

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A best-seller was a book which somehow sold well because it was selling well.

There's money to be made here... June, 2010. The prospect of destroying all the evidence is an intriguing one, one that most of us wouldn't mind applying to facets of our own lives. Now, I'm not talking about some Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind expurgation of the self; I'm more about the elimination of proof . What I am proposing is putting yourself in the clear . Suppose that you could discretely arrange for CONFIDENTIAL SECURITY SHREDDING to rock up and remove the evidence , would you do it? Perhaps the question should be what would you do it for?

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.

I'm going for some artsy fartsy framing here. This one is from Opossum Bay back in February. Obviously Henry is up close and personal. That's Mount Wellington in the extreme background, Taroona on the western shore and Jen and Ez wading in to wrestle some Great Whites. I do believe that cranky Hanky is a good inch taller now than he is in this photograph.

Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.

Looking south-east from atop Mount Wellington. June, 2010. I am not sure that I would like to live on top of a mountain. Sure, the views are fine and you can be assured of some peace and quiet. Yet supermarkets are thin on the ground and it gets pretty cold up on tops of mountains. Do you live on top of a mountain? Tasman Bridge on the left, Battery Point and Sandy Bay central, heading down to Taroona on the centre-left. That's Opossum Bay on the hook inlet of South Arm. June, 2010.

You must write for children in the same way as you do for adults, only better.

It turns out, when push comes to shove and the car lays broken down on the top of a mountain, Ezra is of as little use as his father in matters automotive.

The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.

Burst water mains can be annoying. May 2010. Thankfully, we only went without water for a few hours. Henry did have to have a Pommy wash though, which upset him no end. Time for today's Sunday Top Five, where I am listing my Current Top Five Favourite Podcasts ! That's right, since children I now no longer watch TV, I listen to podcasts. In particular, I listen to these podcasts. Tell 'em Steve-Dave Highlight? #18, where Walt explains his theory about midgets seducing paedophiles for the public good. Dan Carlin's Hardcore History Highlight? #27-#30, a four part special - Ghosts of the Ost Front - exploring the German invasion of the Soviet Union, and Soviet response. It's Up For Grabs Now! Highlight? 21/12/2009, where Alan abuses the Hull bench to the delight of the crowd. NPR All Songs Considered Highlight? 10/2/2010 Breakup Songs . For the record, I don't mind Split Enz's I Hope I Never ... BBC From Our Own Correspondent Highlight? Hard to...

Success is simply a matter of luck. Ask any failure.

Dreamboat ala David Cassidy circa '74.

I guess I'm trying to be "above the fray."

Caught by the fuzz. February, 2010. Why is it that I feel guilty whenever I am around police? I never do anything wrong, and I generally have a positive attitude towards them. Perhaps it is my reptilian brain actively repressing something... Happy As The Day Is Long , Edward Taylor I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room. Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, size 9. 1992: Charlie Christian is bebopping at Minton's in 1941. Today, the Presidential primaries have failed us once again. We'll look for our excitement elsewhere, in the last snow that is falling, in tomorrow's Gospel Concert in Springfield. It's a good day to be a cat and just sleep. Or to read the Confessions of Saint Augustine. Jesus called the sons of Zebedee the Sons of Thunder. In my secret room, plans are hatched: we'll explore the Smoky Mountains. Then we'll walk along a beach: Hallelujah! (A letter was just delivered by Overnight Express-- it contained not...

Men are more moral than they think and far more immoral than they can imagine.

Ezra does his Khrushchev impression: Whether you like it or not, history is on our side. We will bury you! It's terribly good.

If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style.

Shags on a rock at Hinsby Beach. May 2010. These fellows are the dreaded Black-faced Cormorant ( Phalacrocorax fuscescens ), also known as the Black-faced Shag . As you can see, it is a medium-sized member of the cormorant family. Noticeably, its upperparts , including facial skin and bill, are black, with white underpants . It is endemic to coastal regions of southern Australia, and feeds largely on small coastal fish is prone to feasting of the brains of pirates. Really. Shag, shag, shag, shag, shag, shag and shag. May 2010.

Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputations can never effect a reform.

Sand worm, or sand? You decide.

Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.

Watch out for those spikey conkers! April, 2010 Theme Thursday and I'm surrounded by Lego Duplo. I'm trying to be funny, but all of my best material is a little BLUE for this audience.