Brawl with a pig and you go away with his stink.

Things are looking up. The corner of Campbell and Liverpool Streets, Hobart. September 2013.

A long-delayed Q and A stolen again from Sunday Stealing. This time, Meme 325!

Something that’s holding you back from achieving your dreams:

Life!

Something you think you could win an award for:

Irritability.

Something you fear more than anything:

Caring what people think.

Something you wish people would understand:

That life would be much easier if they were a little nicer to each other.

Something that keeps you going everyday:

The promise of sleep.

Something amazing that happened last Summer:

Henry and I saw a foot-long weedy sea dragon while snorkelling at Opossum Bay. We were less than a metre away for a good couple of minutes.

Something you hate that people say:

The casual use of the word ‘bogun’ in work contexts.

Something you refuse to pay money for:

Friendship.

Something you wish you could have told that person that you never saw again:

“It’s not the end of the World…”

Something that really stands out about last year:

I felt fitter and healthier than I have in years.

Something you like that everyone else thinks is weird:

I like obscure forms of Hungarian stews.

Something you do when you’re trying to calm down:

I go into the laundry and count to ten.

Something you do when you wake up at three AM:

Try to go back to sleep.

Something amazing that’s happened this year:

I managed to snare a very good job.

Something you love doing on cold rainy days:

Go to the beach!

Something you listen to when you’re in a really good mood:

Marvin Gaye.

Something that irritates you more than anything:

People who celebrate their ignorance as if it were something to be proud of.

Something you’re addicted to/ can’t stop doing:

Walking.

Something that really stands out about you:

I have magnificent legs.

Something about you that’s like everyone else:

If you prick me, I bleed.

Something that makes you change the channel:

Having the television on alone makes me leave the room. I fear that TV has passed me by.

Something you think about every night before you go to sleep:

I think about sleep.

Something that you don’t think will ever change about you:

I’m certain that I’ll never feel like a proper grown up.

Something about you that you think will soon change:

I might start wearing a wetsuit.

Something that broke your heart as a child:

Too much saturated fat.

Something that really sparks your interest:

Russian history. Particularly the pre- and post-revolutionary period.

Something that truly disgusts you:

Killing and harming animals for pleasure.

Something the opposite gender has complimented you on:

A decent pair of legs and a pleasing sense of humour. A deadly pair, you’ll agree.

Lost inside an adorable illusion and I cannot hide, I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside, we could've made it cruising, yeah.

Yes it is Theme Thusday again, and today we are talking GLASS . I've three possible hooks to hang my [glass] hat on with this theme. First, the photo! Yes, it is the river again from an odd angle in an interesting light. You can just make out the bottom, which should tell you that I'm right on the shore. In some ways, the distortion of the stones below the surface reminds me of ye olde glass windows, what they call "cylinder blown sheet glass". You can still find some of this around Hobart these days. Thw second link comes from a trip I took to Venice a few years back. You're probably aware that Venice was (is?) a glass-making centre of excellence. If you have ever been there and taken the tour of the glass factories, you might be familiar with the sheer amount of coloured glass that sits at the bottom of the water there. These fragments of glass have been worn down and had their edges dulled by their time in the water, which makes them ample keepsakes for the ...

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. ...

Happy anniversary baby, got you on my mind

No it is not a webcam, but this photograph was taken a mere forty-five ago on my way in to work. Here you can see a good old fashioned Hobart autumn morning, with the rain pelting down and me getting drenched. This one was taken on the corner of Macquarie and Elizabeth, while I was waiting for the lights to change. Come on Ampelmännchen ! Today is my wedding anniversary, an apparently I need to be showering Jen with leather -related goodies. Va-va-vaVOOM! To you Jennifer, here is a poem I wrote this very morning. Anniversary I love you i love you iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE you I love YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I LOVE YOU iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou Happy anniversary

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