This will hurt me...

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

I ran. I ran so far away. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. August 2013. This Theme Thursday I am thinking that if I were a LIP, which LIP would I be? Labium superius oris is nice, but Labium inferius oris is surely only inferius in nóminis only. The cupid's bow has autant de charme and the tuberculum labii superioris the kind of stout reliability only found in Hungarian washerwomen Golden Retrievers. I am told that women are attracted to men with masculine LIPS. That is, LIPS that are not too big or not too small, can chop firewood and know where and when to take her in hand. So if I were a LIP, I'd be a proud LIP. A LIP worth loving. A LIP worth loving, living and dying for.

Rocking out with a... light sabre?

I doubt very much that your mini pack of rainbow Mentos are there, Henry...

Octopus's garden? Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. August 2013. Wordless Wednesday.

Ezra, der Mann lebt an der Unterseite einer Klippe!

Angry crab is... angry. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. July 2013. Wordless Wednesday. Angry crab's house. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. July 2013.

Bubbles. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. June 2013. Theme Thursday ? Of course! There is JUBILATION in the nation even when they’re facing castration while avoiding the conflation of causation and damnation. I express a fixation for an excess of flirtation that at its very foundation is a classic formulation of cessation of narration through the privation of starvation and the utter stagnation and frustration of mindless gyration. The feeling of admiration, extreme adoration. Adulation of creation, a negation of temptation. Translation and inflammation, your vocation a vacation. A summation of elation to consternation and fragmentation and immediate detonation (followed by a dissipation and distillation): devastation. JUBILATION? Try ‘deflation’, ‘degradation’. Lubrication? Exclamation! Toleration? Confrontation. Abdication? Germination. Abrogation? Desperation. A classy accusation, a little affectation, a positive affirmation, an allegation, an avocation. ...

Patchy sunshine. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. May 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... 10 fascinating facts about woolly mammoths. How to make a Naked Egg. Six Communication Tricks That Will Get Your Kids to Cooperate. Freddie Mercury and David Bowie’s isolated vocal track for Queen’s “Under Pressure”. The German Granddaddy of Crystal Meth. Australia’s farming future: Tasmania. Why Finnish babies sleep in cardboard boxes.

Formally a crab. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. April 2013. A vintage Sunday Top Five today that I know the whole World has been waiting for. Yes, it is My Top Five Favourite Tracks By English Post-Punk Weirdos, The Fall! Blindness Totally Wired Theme From Sparta FC Reformation The Classical

Hmmmmm. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. March 2013. Theme Thursday already and there is a nasty little FRAGRANCE about. A stench. A stink. An odour of disrepute. No putrefaction, but something ominous. A bouquet of disagreeableness. A whiff of repugnance and an aura of unpleasantness. And I'm not talking about the fish.

'er indoors outdoors. Bellerive Esplanade , Bellerive. January 2013. A tricky Theme Thursday this week: CONFESSIONS. CONFESSIONS? Here are my CONFESSIONS... 1) I don't rate dogs. 2) If someone tells me I'm "nice", I don't take it as a compliment. 3) I think that people that enjoy the television show Friends must be a bit simple in the head. 4) If I can bring myself to forgive, I really don't forget. 5) Even though it probably isn't true, sometimes I am convinced that collectively, human beings have entered their highest stage of stupidity over the past fifteen years. 6) I have been known to truncate a storybook in the evening to ensure a quicker transition to bed. 7) Sometimes if I say, "It's not you, it's me", I really mean "It's definitely you". 8) Inwardly I judge people who take the elevator rather than the stairs very harshly. 9) I'm more offended by Lord Monckton's supremely rotte...

He thought that he had cut his lip. He did not.

In the footsteps of Charles Darwin. Waverley Wildflower Walk, Bellerive. December 2012. Let's call this Sunday Top Five Five Things That Just Might Surprise You On This, The Ninety-Third Anniversary Of Poland's Wedding to the Sea ! The probability that, in a set of randomly chosen people, of finding a pair who the same birthday will reach 100% certainty when the number of people reaches 367. Moreover, 99% probability is reached with just 57 people, and 50% probability with 23 people . Researchers from the University of Queensland found that for every hour you watch TV you may shorten your life by as much 22 minutes . Furthermore, it suggested that watching TV could increase your risk of developing Alzheimer’s disease. Bill Clinton only sent two e-ails as President of the USA . Nikita Khrushchev "we will bury you" speech that escalated the Cold War was probably a mistranslation. It received as threat to bury the U.S. with a nuclear attack. However, the ...

He doesn't even show caution on the downhill curves!

Big stride Hen. Big stride.

Ferns. Waverley Flora Park, Bellerive. December 2012. Sunday Top Five ? Okay, My Top Five Reasons For Not Doing A Top Five Today! I don't feel like it. I REALLY don't feel like it. Whining children are annoying me. I have washing to hang out. I don't feel like it.

Don't fence me in. Waverley Flora Park, Bellerive. December 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Ezra carefully makes his way across the geological formations that you'll find around Bellerive Bluff.

Ezra and I enjoyed a light little jaunt rowing around Kangaroo Bay at the recent Seafarer's Festival down in Bellerive. Henry politely declined.