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The most thought-provoking thing in our thought-provoking time is that we are still not thinking.


A view from the toilet. Mayfair Plaza, Sandy Bay. November 2011.

Theme Thursday already, and today's post comes from INSIDE the toilet here in the complex where I toil away. There are a few options if you are in need of a lavatory during business hours, but I prefer this dunny.

For one, it is close by. A quick nip through the car park, and you're in the privvy!

Secondly, how many times can you say that you've enjoyed the magnificent (and not at all repetitive) artistic styling of Stark (Sandy Bay's answer to Banksy) while sitting on the can?

Certainly, other johns might not be so decorated with the detritus of urban decay, but I find those loos, khazis and latrines far too cramped for my style. Honestly, who wants to go about one’s business like one of those calves penned up in a veal factory farming enterprise?

Not this little black duck!

If I have to use a bathroom INSIDE, I need space. I need to be able to stretch my legs out lift my arms up and roar like a wild beast.

Or something.

Yes, a decent WC really needs to be generous with its space. Really, must we be confined and crowded and rushed and hushed while we absolve ourselves of our sins? (I think I’ve invented a new euphemism there.)

No, I don’t want to be stuck in a netty like a head in a submarine!

Give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. Don’t fence me in…
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Roddy said…
You don't have a toilet in your office??
The cutbacks are becoming personal.
1 December 2011 at 18:10
Arnab Majumdar said…
The most interesting ideas and observations seems to come our way while we're sitting on the loo, don't they? :D

Cheers...
1 December 2011 at 18:23
Brian Miller said…
i hear you man...gimme some space when it s time to hit the head...nice expansion too on all the names of the bathroom...
1 December 2011 at 22:00
Mrsupole said…
I am not sure why but I now have that song "Taking care of business..." playing and playing in my head.

And since we are on the bathroom subjects, how does one use a bade without falling into the dang thing. They just look so uncomfortable even though they serve a good purpose, I think.

Great take on inside and glad you have a place to spread out.

Thanks for playing this weeks TT again, can't wait to see what you do next week.

God bless.
2 December 2011 at 01:49
Laurie Kolp said…
The thinking pot(ty)... I like it!
2 December 2011 at 02:36
Harnett-Hargrove said…
Indeed, Stark is no one-trick-pony!
Happy TT. -J
2 December 2011 at 06:33
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all. Been a bloody busy week this week.
3 December 2011 at 18:24
Anonymous said…
i know what you mean about stretching your legs. that's why i like to go into the handicapped stall. but, i was in a wheelchair for a month, and then i had to use it, so if you do use it, get out fast, cuz the people in a wheelchair don't have a choice if they are in a rush
4 December 2011 at 09:07
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