Man's heart away from nature becomes hard.

Shielded from the wind. An unknown beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2012.

Q and A stolen from Sunday Stealing AGAIN! This time, 40 of The Most Random Questions Meme, Part One

1) What side of the heart do you draw first?

I draw from the centre moving to the right.

2) Can you dive without plugging your nose?

Of course. Children plug their nose!

3) What colour is your razor?

Black.

4) What is your blood-type?

A-Negative.

5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?

Jennifer (above).

6) What is a rumour someone has spread about you?

That I am incredibly good in bed.

7) How do you feel about carrots?

I am pro-carrot.

8) How many chairs at the dining room table?

We don't have a dining table. We do have a bench with four stools.

9) Which is the best Spice Girl?

Lebensmüde Spice.

10) Do you know what time it is?

Does anybody really care?

11) Do you know all the words to the Fresh Prince Theme Song?

These questions seem to have been dug up from a time capsule.

12) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?

Press the button and wait. Odd are that I'd have a book with me, so I'd read while I did that.

13) What’s your favourite kind of gum?

I don't chew gum.

14) All’s fair in love and war?

If you say so.

15) Do you have a crush on anyone?

No.

16) Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know the meaning?

Generally speaking, if you know enough to use a word correctly, you know the meaning of the word. If I don't know the meaning of a word, I look it up.

17) Do you like to sleep?

I love it.

18) Do you know which US states don’t use Daylight Savings time?

No. Nor do I care very much.

19) Do you know the words to the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?

I know approximately 87 percent of the words to Total Eclipse of the Heart.

20) Do you want a bright yellow ‘06 mustang?

No, I do not.

Comments

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...

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...

This will hurt me...

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