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The path up is the path down. The way forward is the way back. The universe inside is outside but the universe outside is inside.

Yesterday evening you saw Henry struggle the entire way up The Nut (in Stanley), this fine evening you can see the despicable shortcut that his brother and mother took. We still won.

The boys i mean are not refined

This side of the black stump. Somewhere on the Forestier Peninsula. February 2013. I'm not certain if I'm refined or not. On the matter of girls who buck and bite, well, I think that they have their charms... the boys i mean are not refined , e e cummings The boys i mean are not refined They go with girls who buck and bite They do not give a fuck for luck They hump them thirteen times a night One hangs a hat upon her tit One carves a cross on her behind They do not give a shit for wit The boys i mean are not refined They come with girls who bite and buck Who cannot read and cannot write Who laugh like they would fall apart And masturbate with dynamite The boys i mean are not refined They cannot chat of that and this They do not give a fart for art They kill like you would take a piss They speak whatever's on their mind They do whatever's in their pants The boys i mean are not refined They shake the mountains when they dance

Those who do not complain are never pitied.

Look at Henry climb The Nut! Go on, look at him!

Excessive literary production is a social offense.

Black-fronted Dotterel, or Elseyornis melanops. Marion Bay, Tasmania. March 2013. First Love, Last Rites , Ian McEwan: Cripes, these are some DARK short stories. The blackest of the are the standouts for me, but I suspect that many will have a problem completing. B- . Two Pints , Roddy Doyle: Two old Irish blokes chatting in a bar. D+ . What We Talk About When We Talk About Anne Frank , Nathan Englander: An uneven collection of short stories that (largely) explores modern Jewish identity. Some of the stories completely failed for me, but when he hits - as he does in the powerful "Free Fruit for Young Widows" - Englander manages to widen the historical and ethical perspective and set the full, intractably complex burden of the Middle East conflict on the reader's shoulders. B- .

What is right to be done cannot be done too soon.

Shadowboxing?

God created man, but I could do better.

She blinded me with science. Campbell Town, Tasmania. April 2013. Theme Thursday ? I know, I know! I'm very busy today and I don't want yto face ACCUSATIONS of piking out!

There is nothing which we receive with so much reluctance as advice.

That's right. We've been using Henry as bait for the infamous Blue Ringed Octopus...

It is never too late to be what you might have been.

Flame Robin (Petroica phoenicea). Boat Harbour, Tasmania's North West Coast. March 2013. Wordless Wednesday.

There are many victories worse than a defeat.

Stop! In the name of tidal erosion.

Silence is argument carried out by other means.

Clouds. Marion Bay, Tasmania's South East Coast. March 2013. Sunday Stealing: The 5000 Question Meme, Part Three B 63. What is the kindest thing you have ever done? Just letting go... 64. Have you gone to WTIT's Facebook page and hit "like" yet? If not, why not? (No pressure.) I don't know what 'WTIT' is. 65. What holiday should exist but doesn't? An individually nominated day of self-actualisation. 66. What holiday shouldn't exist but does? Any day that glorifies war and killing. 67. What's the best joke you ever heard? I like any joke that can be a good gauge of someone's sense of humour. For example: Q: What's the difference between Neil Armstrong and Michael Jackson? [Allow some time for them to formulate an answer, most likely centering around walking on the Moon or some such.] Answer: Neil Armstrong walked on the Moon and Michael Jackson liked to fuck small boys in the mouth. No, by no means is this the b

The true humanist maintains a just balance between sympathy and selection.

Henry has both Justin Beiber hair, as well as a mobile phone (albeit a fake one). The lighthouse, alas, is real, but not his.

No one but a fool is always right.

Henry's Easter Penguin. Home, Geilston Bay. March 2013. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... The question of revolutionary violence was one of the most fateful of the 20th century. Many got it wrong. Camus got it right . Surf Lifesaving Australia's Beachsafe website is hands down the best guide to beaches that you'll find. Gender differences: more fictions than fact? Brainy Sports Supplements or Voodoo Pseudo-science? Penis size may be driven by women (oh, and it matters). How might your choice of browser affect your job prospects? A Beginner’s Guide to Immortality. Quite a measured piece by Russell Brand here , probably my favourite of the Margaret Thatcher articles over the past week. I particularly liked this bit: &q

The beginning is always today.

Ezra outruns his mother.

If no one ever took risks, Michaelangelo would have painted the Sistine floor.

Mollusks. Little Coningham Beach, Coningham. January 2013. A wonderful Sunday Top Five today. How Jen And I Spent Last Night (As Expressed Through A Sunday Top Five)! Midnight: Jen catches vomit. Jen cleans vomit off carpet. I clean vomit off two (2!) toilets and a couple of floors. Jen changes vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. I spend half hour consoling vomiter. 1:15 am: Jen catches vomit a second (2nd) time. I clean vomit off toilet and floor. I change vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. Jen consoles vomiter. 2:20 am: Jen cleans vomit off toilet. I change vomit-soiled child. I load washing machine. Jen consoles vomiter. 5:10 am: I clean vomit off toilet. I clean vomit off floor. I console vomiter. 6:15 am: I clean vomit off toilet. I change vomit-soiled child. I console vomiter. I get up. All night: No sex.