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A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.

Tasmania is Australia’s island state. We're actually made up of 335 separate islands, each one completely surrounded by water. Thus, we have a lot of beaches. Ezra has run across a great many of these islands, and is confident in his opinion that we have the best beaches in the world . Given time (and the effects of global warming), we'll have the water temperatures to match!

Only the madman is absolutely sure.

Where are you headed? Denison Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. It is Theme Thursday and there seems to be some complexity about the spelling of 'COMPLEXITY'S'. It would seem to me that complexity would only become COMPLEXITY'S in the context of the marking of possessive case (i.e. "for COMPLEXITY'S sake, the apostrophe can be useful".) If we're not talking about the possessive, and purely the plural, 'ies' comes into play (i.e. "there are many complexities in the world of grammar"). Perhaps the use of the possessive is deliberate, and I have a cheek to even raise it. In which case, I apologise. Carry on!

It would be bad form for me to describe people I don't know and don't understand.

A great big sky on a great big beach. Denison Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. Another pilfered Sunday Stealing Q and A! The 5000 Question Meme, Part One 1. Who are you? I’m Me. Who are you? 2. What are the 3 most important things everyone should know about you? 1. I’m trying my best. 2. I really just want to be left alone. 3. If you’re nice to me, I’ll be nice to you. 3. When you aren't doing memes like this one what are you doing? One of: working; childrearing; housework; cooking; reading; sleeping. 4. List your classes in school from the ones you like the most to the ones you like the least (or if you are out of school, think of the classes you did like and didn't like at the time). ? What level of school? I spent a lot of time in schooling. Classes I liked (high school): social science and English (subject to certain teachers). Classes I disliked (high school): maths; metalwork; music. Classes I liked (university): political theory; history. ...

A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.

Puffer fish puffs no more. Denison Beach, Bicheno. January 2013. For today's Sunday Top Five I thought I'd share Five Maxims To Live By! Don't shit where you eat. Try to be nice. Get on with it. This too will pass. You're a long time dead.

If human beings had genuine courage, they'd wear their costumes every day of the year, not just on Halloween.

Preparing the jellyfish prison...

A suicide kills two people, Maggie, that's what it's for!

Flower. Sandpiper Cottages, Denison Beach, just north of Bicheno. January 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... Given that - and I don't mean to shock anyone - at some point we're all going to die, it is an odd thing that so many just can't bring themselves to speak about it . ' A tale of two cows ': an info-graphic that you should have a look at. About: The babies who nap in sub-zero temperatures... "In its original form, Double Dragon is, if nothing else, a game in which Lynyrd Skynyrd fights to rescue America from The Ramones, The Village People, and Grandmaster Flash." Dan Whitehead of the Gameological Society has written a wonderful essay on Double Dragon and how gaming reflects a culture's changing re...

A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking.

Banksia, Bicheno. Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. The Clown , Heinrich Böll: By cripes this is a good book. A really, really good book. Incredibly depressing, but brilliant. Think Rabbit, Run with a greater focus on inner metaphysical distress. It's exploration of a broken heart makes it a rough read, but Böll is one of the World's greatest authors. I'd rate this one a must read. A+ .

Anger is like those ruins which smash themselves on what they fall.

Collecting jellyfish. Denison Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. With regards to these jellyfish (above), the lads and I assumed a peacekeeping mission to fish these stinging beasts of the deep out and lock up in a specially designed Jellyfish Maximum Security Prison! Indeed, once we received orders to cease activities, we'd detained at least forty of the beasties. It was all to nowt though, as it seems that the East Australian Current - which you might know from Finding Nemo - shifts warm water from the tropical Coral Sea right down to the Tasman Sea, all the while depositing creatures of all shapes and sizes well out of their element. That is, the water here in Tasmania was far too cold for these jellyfish, and they were all dead by the next day (as confirmed by the amount of dead jellies littering the sea floor seen on our snorkelling expedition the following day). Anyway, to the Q and A! Again, I've pilfered it from Sunday Stealing: The Meme From Suburbia...

The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it.

Harvesting seaweed? Easy!

It usually takes me more than three weeks to prepare a good impromptu speech.

Sea weed. Denison Beach, near Bicheno, Tasmania's East Coast. January 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... Interesting fusion when an NBA player merges Marxism and a critique of modern mental illness . The sky. Cheating in sport is as old as sport itself. Tasmania on the bumpy road to economic sustainability. Describing shark encounters as 'attacks' is misleading and outdated, researchers say . Did dinosaurs love their children? If emotions are something special to humans, how and when did they develop?

Man will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.

Superb Fairywren (Malurus cyaneus), Sandpiper Cottages, just north of Bicheno. January 2013. Theme Thursday today and are we going to share SECRETS? SECRETS? Believe it or not, I'm not sure that I have any. SECRETS aren't much use to me. Sure, it's not uncommon that I come across matters or details that are confidential, personal and not to be shared; but they're not my SECRETS, and ultimately not particularly interesting to anyone other than those who own them. No, I have no abandoned wives or children. No tawdry affairs of the heart (or trousers). I don't know where the bodies are buried nor do I care to know. I've never stolen, borrowed or begged. Never bashed, molested or borrowed. Never been blackmailed, blackballed or blacklisted. I've never even received a parking ticket! Boring? Perhaps. Predictable? Hopefully! Consistent? Consistently. No, no SECRETS. No clandestine covert underground undisclosed surreptitious hush-hush fur...