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Life is not long, and too much of it must not pass in idle deliberation how it shall be spent.

Dolly Parton wrote a song once that went exactly the same way.

what I couldn't write / swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship / and drifted away

Shouting giraffe. Howrah bike path, Howrah. November 2012. We're off to some long forgotten beach today to test the fellas out with yet another treck around some cliffs. Ezra doesn't know it yet, but I'm preparing him for a couple of decent hikes in January up and down some of Tasmania's finest East Coast National Parks ... Meanwhile, enjoy a poem. To Friends behind a Frontier , Tomas Transtromer I I wrote so meagrely to you. But what I couldn't write swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship and drifted away at last through the night sky. II The letter is now at the censor's. He lights his lamp. In the glare my words fly up like monkeys on a grille, rattle it, become still, and bare their teeth. III Read between the lines. We'll meet in 200 years when the microphones in the hotel's walls are forgotten and can at last sleep, become trilobites.

Instead of needing lots of children, we need high-quality children.

According to the International Dairy Foods Association - operating out of Washington, DC, in the United States of America - mint chocolate chip is the 10th most popular flavor of ice cream, and comprised 3% of all ice cream sold in the year 2000. Ezra is trying to push it up to number four right off his own bat...

To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.

We need a bigger boat. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Bellerive. November 2012. The Midwich Cuckoos by John Wyndham: Fantastic premise slightly undermined by sloppy execution. The great set up is spoiled by too many lengthy, turgid monologues. That said, the central theme (i.e. human/ species 'nature', survival and society) is a powerful one, and the conclusion (albeit somewhat predictable) delivers. C .

Example is leadership.

Solo Right 68 Hand Off on Three. EZRA! HENRY! Black Over, Black Over, 43. SET! Hut! HUT! HUT!

Golf is more fun than walking naked in a strange place, but not much.

Leaving on a jet sea plane. In front of Mount Wellington, Hobart. December 2012. Theme Thursday today and it's all about the IMAGINATION. You know, IMAGINATION. Flying pigs. Alien abductions. Reward for merit. That kind of thing. Like this plane. Chartered by an "Ashok Kumar" out of the city of Kanpur in Uttar Pradesh, the plane was loaded with a collection cheap plaster statutes of the oft-overlook Saint Chrysogonus. Naturally, people viewed Kumar's actions with suspicion. After all, what would the son of an impoverished street poori-sabji seller be doing shipping religious knick knacks at the arse end of the world? Despite what you might think, Ashok's motives were pure. Well, pure in the sense that love, lust and the desire to disrobe in front of the extraordinarily beautiful and nubile young seamstress from next door is an entirely reasonable motivating force in the life of any young man. Obviously, you need to shift an awful lot of curried treat

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

[Insert twenty-six year old Malcolm Fraser joke here.]

To be witty is not enough. One must possess sufficient wit to avoid having too much of it.

Dead babies. Bellerive boardwalk, Bellerive. November 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

The difficult part in an argument is not to defend one's opinion but rather to know it.

The fine art of the handwritten letter shall not die while Henry strides the Earth!

There are always three speeches, for every one you actually gave. The one you practiced, the one you gave, and the one you wish you gave.

A particularly good win in Bananagrams. Home, Geilston Bay. November 2012. Sunday stealing Who Are you? Part 7 – It is Over! Part 7: Self Image 84. Describe the routine of a normal day for you: Wake up. Check my RSS feeds. Read up on what's happened overnight. Get up. Have a shower. Get dressed. Have breakfast. Feed children. Catch the bus. Walk to work. Work. Walk to bus. Catch bus home. Converse with family I. Cook/ eat dinner. Converse with family II. Wash children. Read stories. Put children to bed. Go to bed. Surf the net. Seduce wife. Sleep. 85. What is your greatest strength as a person? I have a certain firmness of resolve... 86. What is your greatest weakness? I have a certain firmness of resolve... 87. Are you going to run for President in 2016? President of the Board? It's unlikely... 88. Are you generally self-contained? Absolutely. I am an Iland, intire of it selfe ... 89. Are you generally organized or messy? It depends on my mood. I am ca

I've got to start listening to those quiet, nagging doubts.

Something... Somewhere... Out there...

Is it a right to remain ignorant?

Angel. Kirksway Place, Battery Point. November 2012. Christ I've been busy today...

"Politics" is made up of two words, "Poli", which is Greek for "many", and "tics", which are blood sucking insects.

Long Henry Silver or Calico Henry?

A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.

Merging roads. Underneath the Tasman Bridge, western shore. November 2012. Sunday Top Five again and My Top Five Action Adventure Computer Games! Zak McKracken and the Alien Mindbenders The Walking Dead Broken Sword: The Shadow of the Templars Maniac Mansion The Secret of Monkey Island/ Monkey Island 2: LeChuck's Revenge/ The Curse of Monkey Island/ Escape from Monkey Island/ Tales of Monkey Island