Most of our ancestors were not perfect ladies and gentlemen. The majority of them weren't even mammals.

Oh buoy. Geilston Bay. April 2013.

Sunday Stealing: The 5000 Question Meme, The Final Part Two

86. Name one thing that turns your stomach:

Rampart inequity.

87. What was the last thing you paid for?

Some apples.

88. Are you a coupon clipper?

No, but I am open to the concept.

89. Get anything good in the mail recently?

Nobody sends me anything.

90. Which would you rather take as a gym class... dancing, sailing, karate, or bowling?

Of that selection, probably sailing.

91. In Star Trek people 'beam' back and forth between different places. What this means is they stand in a little tube and their molecules are deconstructed and sent to another tube somewhere else where they are reassembled. Only problem is when the molecules are deconstructed the person is dead. When they are put back together it is only a clone that has all the dead person's memories. Is the person who gets beamed the same person on both ends?

Ummmmmmm... Perhaps... [Slowly moves toward the door.]

92. What insects are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid insects.

93. If you could print any phrase on a T-shirt, what would it say?

"You have the wrong person."

94. What's the most eccentric thing you have ever worn?

Some people think that my wearing of shorts in work settings is eccentric. I don't.

95. If you could pick one food that you could eat all you wanted but it would have no effect on how much you weigh, what food would it be?

Hot chips.

96. What are your parents interested in?

Arguing with each other.

97a. Have you ever caught an insect and kept it as a pet?

I've kept the odd grasshopper.

97b. Have you ever caught and tamed a wild animal?

I've kept the odd grasshopper. [Ahem.]

98. What is more helpful to you, wishes or plans?

Plans. Wishes don't get you anywhere.

99. When do you feel your life energy the strongest?

"Life energy"? What's that? Vitalism? Wasn't that disproven in the eighteenth century?

100. You are spending the night alone in the woods and may bring only 3 items with you.

A tent, sleeping bag and something to eat.

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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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