Evolution is what it is. The upper classes have always died out; it's one of the most charming things about them.

Mount Wellington with snow. Geilston Bay. July 2011.

Fifteen stolen questions to get me started this week...

1. What has been your longest love relationship?

Ten years, and counting.

2. What was the last gift that you received?

Two fry-pans and a knife.

3. What do you spend your extra cash on?

This does not compute...

4. If you could live anywhere would you live?

On a bloody great big boat, with all mod cons and easy access to moorings the world over.

5. Who's your cell provider?

Huh? I've never been to prison.

6. What's your favorite mall store?

Mall? As in 'Pall Mall'? I like New Zealand Natural.

7. What's the longest job that you've had? (No parenting does not count!)

For an unbroken period in the exact same role? Not very long, I suppose. The correct answer is "Policy, Research and Communications Manager" at the Alcohol, Tobacco and other Drugs Council for (approximately) one year and three months.

8. If you won the lottery, who'd you call first?

The lottery people, to confirm how on Earth I managed to win the lottery given that I've never bought a ticket in my life.

9. If you won, how would you spend your money after investments?

After securing a solid income base that does not require working out of home, I'd set to working organising a year long tour of the globe!

10. When was the last time you went to church (or a religious house)?

Crikey, that's a hard one. Maybe it was St. Sebaldus Church in Nürnberg, which would make it December 2003.

11. What's the biggest lie that you've heard?

"I promise..."

12. When you go out with your friends, where do you go?

HAH!

13. When was the last time that you cried?

August 3 2010, while on the Glenorchy Express via New Town.

14. What food do you hate?

Peanuts. To be fair, I hate anything that is out to kill me.

15. What do you like best about yourself?

A full head of hair and a good dose of ennui!

Panorama of Geilston Bay, as seen from the punt. Geilston Bay, July 2011.

Comments

Kris McCracken said…

None?!?!

13 August 2011 at 09:30

Hold me now, oh hold me now, until this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide, to face Van Dieman's Land

Theme Thursday again, and this one is rather easy. I am Tasmanian, you see, and aside from being all around general geniuses - as I have amply described previously - we are also very familiar with the concept of WATER. Tasmania is the ONLY island state of an ISLAND continent. That means, we're surrounded by WATER. That should help explain why I take so many photographs of water . Tasmania was for a long time the place where the British (an island race terrified of water) sent their poor people most vile and horrid criminals. The sort of folk who would face the stark choice of a death sentence , or transportation to the other end of the world. Their catalogue of crimes is horrifying : stealing bread assault stealing gentlemen's handkerchiefs drunken assault being poor affray ladies being overly friendly with gentlemen for money hitting people having a drink and a laugh public drunkenness being Irish Fenian terrorist activities being Catholic religious subversion. ...

Something unpleasant is coming when men are anxious to tell the truth.

This is the moon. Have I mentioned how much I adore the zoom on my camera? It's Theme Thursday you see, and after last week's limp effort, I have been thinking about how I might redeem myself. Then I clicked on the topic and discover that it was BUTTON. We've been hearing a lot about the moon in the past couple of weeks. Apparently some fellas went up there and played golf and what-not forty-odd years ago. The desire to get to the moon, however, was not simply about enhancing opportunities for Meg and Mog titles and skirting local planning by-laws in the construction of new and innovative golf courses. No, all of your Sputniks , "One small steps" and freeze dried ice cream was about one thing , and one thing only : MAD Now, I don't mean mad in terms of "bloke breaks record for number of scorpions he can get up his bum", no I mean MAD as in Mutual assured destruction . When I was a young man you see, there was a lot of talk about the type of m...

But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave.

Can you believe that it is time for Theme Thursday already? Today we are not talking chocolate , toddlers , mess or ignominy . No, today we're dealing with ANIMAL . Now I could have posted a picture of a possum, numbat, wombat, wallaby or any other furry killing machine that roams our fair isle, but I figure that I'd use a far more deadly creature as an example of an animal . Some people - I know them as fools - have chosen to embrace that highfalutin idea that human beans are for some ungodly reason superior to animals. Of course, what these imbeciles seem to forget is that were are simple animals ourselves ! Anyone with a baby, toddler, teenage boy or Queenslander in their household could tell you this. Look at Henry [above]. One chocolate frog in the back of the car on a sunny day and all of a sudden it's Elagabalus meets Bacchus for a quick shandy in the Serengeti and we're down on all fours carrying on like a cat in heat. Fair dinkum, anyone who chooses to ...

This will hurt me...

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