If I have a thousand ideas and only one turns out to be good, I am satisfied.

Scratches. Emu Heights, Burnie. February 2012.

Tuesday Q and A today and this week we visit The Eve Was Framed Meme. A good mix of questions here, including a few that we haven't seen before!

1. Why is your favourite colour your favourite?
Blue is my favourite colour because I like the colour blue. Why? I dunno. It looks decent on me. The ocean is often blue and I love the ocean.

2. Do you prefer dogs or cats or do you just hate animals, and want to kill baby seals?
I prefer cats but – to be frank – I’m happiest when animals are running around outside as part of nature.

3. How much time do you spend on the computer?
A lot. Probably too much.

4. Not including porn, what do you do on the computer?
Work. Read. Play games. Watch things. Communicate. The usual.

5. Are you a clock-watcher?
A watched clock never boils!

6. What do you/did you look for in a partner?
Extreme attractiveness.

7. What type of clothing do you prefer?
Casual clothes. I like shorts.

8. What is your favourite type of music?
I couldn’t pick one type. I like all sorts.

9. Do you believe in the paranormal, Ghosts, ESP, levitation, spoon bending?
I am a man of science. While I understand that many are attracted to the allure of things that lay outside the range of scientific experience, I find that most things have a reasonable rational explanation.

10. The most important question: Do you have a inie or outie belly button?
Innie.

11. What kind of car do you drive?
I don’t drive. I walk. And catch the bus.

12. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun or The Boys Are Back in Town?
I like both, but Girls Just Wanna Have Fun just pips it. It’s an incredibly good pop song.

13. Camping or the Ritz?
The Ritz. By a long stretch. We haven’t evolved all this way just to end up cramped and cold and being eaten alive by mosquitoes!

14. What food are you craving RIGHT NOW . . . did you eat it?
I have a reasonable constant craving for hot chips every second of the day. I haven’t had hot chips for four months. I tell myself that in the denial of my desire I am truly liberated. It’s working for the moment.

15. The most thrilling place you've ever visited. Why?
I was awfully excited to visit Prague. Lots of history all about and it was different enough to be thrilling but similar enough to not overwhelm.

16. If you could slip into the skin of one public figure – celebrity, artist – who would it be?
Rupert Murdoch. Just to see what mischief I could get up to.

17. Look up from your computer. What do you see first?
Four bananas and three apples.

18. Sum up your philosophy of life in one sentence. You can borrow it from someone else, if you'd like.
Anyone who isn’t confused doesn’t really understand the situation.

19. Name the one thing you just don't understand about kids today.
Tricky. Sometimes I wonder how kids ever make it out of childhood, the way the carry on sometimes. If you mean ‘kids’ by ‘young people today’, I do wonder how they’ll cope if the gizmos and gadgets all suddenly stop working. That is a very Western-centric take on it though...

20. If you could steal one work of art from a museum or gallery, which would it be?
I’d rather not. I’m not much of a thief and it is selfish to take something that everybody should be able to enjoy and lock it away for yourself. I would accept a nice print of Paul Klee’s The Golden Fish or J.M.W. Turner’s The Fighting "Temeraire" tugged to her last berth to be broken up though. Of perhaps Bouguereau's La Naissance de Vénus for the bedroom...

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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