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The utmost extent of man's knowledge, is to know that he knows nothing.

Henry eating an apple pie ice cream at Dark MOFO. Ice cream is a surprisingly delightful treat knee deep in Winter.

Moonlight coldly calling me over the snow...

The Moon! The Moon , Gunnar Ekelof The moon passes her hand softly over my eyes, Wakes me long into the night. Lonesome among the sleepers, I lay wood on the fire, fuss about with smoking sticks, Move quietly among the shadows, shadows flapping high Above the brown logs, richly Decorated with glistening fish-lures... Why did I wake? Lonesome among the sleepers, Backs turned to the fire, I open the door quietly, Walk around the corner in the snow, tramp on the clumps, see Moonlight coldly calling me over the snow... Why did I wake? Lonesome among the sleepers, Backs turned to the fire, I open the door quietly, Walk around the corner in the snow, tramp on the clumps, see Moonlight coldly calling me over the snow...

His huff arrived and he departed in it.

The World's silliest sheep?

The proper words in the proper places are the true definition of style.

A shag on a rock. Flowerpot Point, Blackman's Bay. June 2013. The Gift Of Stones , Jim Crace: A tale set as a small village of tool makers in the Stone Age is pushed aside by the emergent Bronze Age. Crace has created an evocative tale of the impact of change on ordinary people through the eyes of a couple of beautifully constructed characters. Lovely stuff. B+ .

The world would be happier if men had the same capacity to be silent that they have to speak.

Hank. Have you spotted any partisans yet?

The intelligent man who is proud of his intelligence is like the condemned man who is proud of his large cell.

Sand. Hope Beach, South Arm Peninsula. June 2013. Theme Thursday and I am a bit pressed for time. You see, I am about to take a JOURNEY. A JOURNEY away from my current job and return to the ever-loving bosom of the bureaucracy. Yes, the public service is sweetly calling me back. Not long now, my darling. Not long now…

The secret of getting things done is to act!

I'm not quite sure of the location of the sun for this one Ez. Let's just take a few test shots and see how we go.

Most of what we call management consists of making it difficult for people to get their work done.

Ship at rest in Winter, full moon behind clouds. Princes Wharf No. 1, Sullivans Cove. June 2013. Wordless Wednesday.

I yearn for you tragically. R. O. Shipman, Chaplain, U.S. Army.

Your challange today is to... ... spot Henry .

Housework, if you do it right, will kill you.

Jen on the rocks (taken from the ice cold water). Clifton Beach. May 2013. Another Q and A pilfered from Sunday Stealing. This week I am dreaming, with the IF I WON 100 MILLION DOLLARS.... meme. What kind of car would you buy? Do they drive themselves yet? Where in the country would you move to? Somewhere warm and near a beach. What kind of house would you buy? A decent-sized one with good soundproofing. Would you give your family any money? If they promise to leave me alone. What charity would you donate to? None of them. I might find some microcredit organisation to help out. Would you give your friends any money? Do they have a convincing business plan? Where would you go on vacation? Everywhere! World tour... What luxury item would you buy first? I would enquire about top notch cameras, diving gear, kayaks and perhaps get a quote for a sauna. Would it change your life? Bloody oath would! Would you save any of it? I'm a saver by

God put me on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I am so far behind that I will never die.

They opted out of a swim that day...

Be not astonished at new ideas; for it is well known to you that a thing does not therefore cease to be true because it is not accepted by many.

Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 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... On why it is good to be wrong. The Cross-Cultural Manufacturing of Beauty. The beam is 15 kilometres high. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. When New Yorkers Lived Knee-Deep in Trash. A Billion-Pixel View of Mars From Curiosity Rover. The base of the beam. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. The 10 Dumbest Things Ever Said About Same-Sex Marriage. The Ruins of Nan Madol. Directly below the beam, looking up. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. Why arts and science are better together.

Feeling unique is no indication of uniqueness.

One Henry. On the rocks. Shaken, not stirred.

It infuriates me to be wrong when I know I'm right.

Rope. Sullivans Cove, Hobart. June 2013. Sunday Top Five ? Of course. Here, have my Top Five Records By Paul McCartney After He Left That Band That He Was In Before He Was In Wings! Maybe I'm Amazed , Paul McCartney Let Me Roll It , Paul McCartney & Wings Jet , Paul McCartney & Wings Mull of Kintyre , Wings Coming Up , Paul McCartney.