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I would not know how I am supposed to feel about many stories if not for the fact that the TV news personalities make sad faces for sad stories and happy faces for happy stories.


Exploring the boundaries. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. August 2013.




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Have you ever clicked on an ad on the side of your screen by accident?

I used an ad blocker, so not for a very long time.

When was the last time you were disappointed?:

I'm often disappointed! The everyday Australian disappoints me all the time.


Do you like the smell of rain?

I love the smell of rain. Especially in a rainforest or on a remote beach somewhere.


What was the last thing you took a picture of?

A shadow.


When you go to McDonald's, what drink do you usually get?

A bottle of water.


What were you doing today at 2:15 in the afternoon?

It isn't 2:15 pm yet. What I will be doing is boarding a bus to head over the river and pick up the kids.


What's the nickname of your home state?

One of the less cruel nicknames is The Apple Isle.


What's the worst type of weather in your opinion?

Grey, cold and unmemorable. I don't mind heavy rain or storms, or the very cold days with a clear blue sky. The monotonous grey depresses me though.


Do you have a Kindle, Nook, iPad or none?

None of the above. The boys were given an iPad, but I never touch it.


Would you rather read or write?

It depends on my mood.


When was the last time someone took a picture of you?

Last weekend someone.


Do you own a pair of slippers?

I do indeed.


Name something negative that you hate about yourself:

'Hate' is a very strong word. Sometimes I wish that I had more patience.


Is your house currently hot, cold or just right?: ?:

It should be warming up nicely.


Is there a Dead End road near where you live?

Literally or figuratively? You might say yes to both.


Do you roll your eyes often?

I try not to.


Growing up, did you see your cousins often?:

Not really.


Where was your first job at?

Delivering newspapers.


When's your birthday?

It's in May.


Is life a party to you?

No, but I really don't like parties, so that's probably a good thing.


Who are you tired of seeing in the news a lot?

There's a reason that I don't watch TV news and rely instead on a conglomerate of RSS feeds.


When was the last time you flew a kite?

A couple of years ago now. I enjoy it more than the kids, I think.


How long have you had a blog?

Cripes. Going on seven years now.


Have you ever had to call and complain about a product you bought?

I have. It's usually more an issue of service.


Name something positive you love about yourself.

I'd like to think that I provoke thought in other people.

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