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A conservative believes nothing should be done for the first time.

Men in a boat. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Shot Tower, Taroona. May 2013. Theme Thursday already an the theme is 'LETTER'. Today's letter is... V .

A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.

The view down. The top of Shot Tower, Taroona. May 2013. Theme Thursday today and I shall consider things that are SMOOTH, and things that are not SMOOTH. The sweet soulful tones of Marvin Gaye expressing his need for a carnally oriented therapeutic remedy are SMOOTH. The shrill tones of imbecilic media gawkers whose opinion equates to the spasmodic orgasmic delight at the spilling of blood is most decidedly not SMOOTH. The subtle glide of George Clooney as he glissades behind an inconversant seraphic maiden and whisks her off to his bedchamber is SMOOTH. The oafish grunts, thrusts and uncouth posturing of Vladimir Putin as he paws at some guileless strumpet and presents some freshly butchered endangered animal in the attempt to secure some cheap bestial gratification is in no way SMOOTH. Rocks can be SMOOTH as you promenade along the beach skipping stones and gazing at gulls. Rocks are rarely SMOOTH when you're tumbling down the face of a cliff, clawing for some ...

It goes without saying that you should never have more children than you have car windows.

One of the princes in the tower?

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.

Shot Tower. Bonnet Hill, Hobart. May 2013. Still going on the Sunday Stealing Q and A: The 5000 Question Meme Continues... Part Six 131. Can you identify any of the following lyrics? A: Nothing to kill or die for... John Lennon's Imagine , one of the more absurd records ever made. B: Late comings with the late comin' stretcher... A far more likely scenario! 911 is a Joke by Public Enemy. C: I could make a film and make you my star... I'm going to have to plead ignorance on this one. Shot Tower, from the inside. Bonnet Hill, Hobart. May 2013. 132. Are you worried about North Korea? Not in the slightest. Until it's confirmed that they had an apocalyptic religious nutjob in charge, they're not much of a threat. They don't even have air cover! 133. Would you rather be a world political leader or a talk-show host? Neither, really. If you held a gun to my head: give me the talk show. 134. Have you ever given someone a love letter that you wr...

Barbarism is needed every four or five hundred years to bring the world back to life. Otherwise it would die of civilization.

Sharks patrol these waters.

The first method for estimating the intelligence of a ruler is to look at the men he has around him.

I'm not 100% certain, but I think that Taroona High School might well be Rangers' hame ground for the next season in Scottish fitba...

He travels best that knows when to return.

We left him on that rock for fourteen hours to observe the tidal movements and gauge any shark activity in the area.

A great artist is always before his time or behind it.

This is the tissue outside of the vascular cambium. It overlays the wood. This includes the dead tissue on the surface of the stems, along with parts of the innermost periderm and all the tissues on the outer side of the periderm. Some people like to call this the rhytidome. I'm not fussed either way.

A man who pretends to understand women is bad manners. For him to really to understand them is bad morals.

The Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (if you read this, can you let me know?) 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.. Busting a medical myth: shaved hair grows back faster and thicker . Bonus? It was written by Dr Michael Vagg ! A really interesting long interview with Terry Eagleton . This bit in particular caught my eye, "Most people I know in academia want to get out... The neo-managerial ethos has effectively brought to an end a 200-year-old tradition of the university as a centre of critique." Depressingly, I can't help but agree with him. On the development of A Unified Theory of Muppet Types. Who knew Bert and Ernie represent a perfect summation of the entire dynamic of human tendencies and interaction? You might want to read this outstanding essay on measuring happiness . It critiques the new ...

She had a pretty gift for quotation, which is a serviceable substitute for wit.

Here you can see Ezra leading Jen a merry dance down at Hinsby Beach back in May. There is a moment of great joy and celebration when you child first rolls, crawls and walks. Then you realise the magnitude of potential damage that they can do has increased by about sixty-seven thousand percent…

History is mostly guessing; the rest is prejudice.

Hinsby Beach, looking to the south-east. Taroona, May 2010. If I could, I would locate any workspace I would be required to be at each day right on a beach. I am not too fussed which beach, just some beach somewhere, preferably protected from the elements by a well-placed bluff. That and a view off into a vast expanse of ocean with all the glories that sea and sky can conjure up through the day. A small, but well ventilated, glass box set upon a windswept coastline would be a vast improvement on a cubicle, strip fluorescent lighting and the now closed venation blinds that constitutes my vista these days. That’s my dream. What’s yours?

No person is ever good for much, that hasn't been swept off their feet by enthusiasm between ages twenty and thirty.

He has a rock, and he's not afraid to use it. Who do you think is in line for a chunk of Metamorphic between the eyes?

Laziness has become the chief characteristic of journalism, displacing incompetence.

A gum tree in Taroona. May 2010. Following the demands of the readership, today we're venturing into Jamie Oliver territory, so read the following with a li th sp. I have an RDO today, so Henry and I shall celebrate by making a fruit loaf. We will need: 300g mixed dried fruit 450ml hot Earl Grey tea 90g brown sugar 1 lemon, zested 3 cups self-raising flour 1/4 tsp nutmeg 1/2 tsp cinnamon 1 large (-ish) egg 1. Whack the dried fruit in a bowl, mash up a nice pot of Earl Grey and pour the bugger over the fruit, cover with plastic wrap and set aside at room temperature for a good few hours . 2. Preheat oven to 180°C. Mind your wrists. Butter a loaf pan like Des Renford. 3. Strain the fruit, setting the liquid aside for later use , then combine the fruit with the remaining ingredients. Now, here you need to gradually add the liquid, stirring until a soft dropping [ooooh eerrr missus] consistency is reached. Pour into the pan and bake for 45-50 minutes. 4. Meanwhile, make a s...

Liberty for wolves is death to the lambs.

Poor little bugger, already in hand-me-downs... He never even had a chance.

Life is wasted on the living.

Hinsby Beach, Taroona. May 2010. One word: gastroenteritis .

A bad man is the sort who weeps every time he speaks of a good woman.

This one was taken on my birthday a couple of weeks back. There sure was some interesting light going on over the water down south. For a second there, Ez was convinced that he'd seen a sea dragon!