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Above us, the waves. Fishers Point, Southwest National Park, Tasmania Stealing again from Sunday Stealing . Currently, I am... Reading ... Pat Barker’s latest book, Noonday . Writing ... a blog post! Playing ... Minecraft, on survival mode on the Playstation 4. Watching ... Limmy’s Show. Trying ... to figure out what to do next. Cooking ... lots of curries. Drinking ... plenty of water. Calling ... all the shots. Pinning ... the blame on someone else. Tweeting ... the time and distance that I’ve run. Crafting ... lots of pick-axes! Doing ... whatever it takes. Going ... hard at the ball. Loving ... a bit of peace of quiet when I can get it. Hating ... the increasing pace of time passing. Re-Discovering ... the joys of shepherd’s pie. Enjoying ... myself immensely. Thinking ... far too much for my own wellbeing. Feeling ... like another swig of water. Missing ... out on foot rubs. Hoping ... that the creepers don’t ruin m...

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 .

Fallen tree. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Wordless Wednesday. Flowing water. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013.

Oh buoy. Geilston Bay. April 2013. Sunday Stealing: The 5000 Question Meme, The Final Part Two 86. Name one thing that turns your stomach: Rampart inequity. 87. What was the last thing you paid for? Some apples. 88. Are you a coupon clipper? No, but I am open to the concept. 89. Get anything good in the mail recently? Nobody sends me anything. 90. Which would you rather take as a gym class... dancing, sailing, karate, or bowling? Of that selection, probably sailing. 91. In Star Trek people 'beam' back and forth between different places. What this means is they stand in a little tube and their molecules are deconstructed and sent to another tube somewhere else where they are reassembled. Only problem is when the molecules are deconstructed the person is dead. When they are put back together it is only a clone that has all the dead person's memories. Is the person who gets beamed the same person on both ends? Ummmmmmm... Perhaps... [Slowly moves toward th...

Good snorkelling. Bicheno Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. Sunday Top Five ? Okay. See the picture above? How about Five Things That I Saw While Snorkelling Around In Bicheno (Despite The Very Cool Waters And The Distinct Lack Of A Wetsuit)! Macrocystis pyrifera Oligoplites saurus Latris forsteri Sepioteuthis australis Cheilodactylus spectabilis

We need a bigger boat. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Bellerive. November 2012. The Midwich Cuckoos by John Wyndham: Fantastic premise slightly undermined by sloppy execution. The great set up is spoiled by too many lengthy, turgid monologues. That said, the central theme (i.e. human/ species 'nature', survival and society) is a powerful one, and the conclusion (albeit somewhat predictable) delivers. C .

Sometimes I feel/ like my only friend. Tasman Bridge, looking south. September 2012. Here are the Top Five Reasons This Sunday That This Sunday Top Five Is Essentially A List Of Why This Sunday Top Five Is Why I Have Not Done A Sunday Top Five! An artistic expression of the principle of least action . Or at least a Sunday Top Five-related variation on the theme The Anna Karenina principle . Or at least a Sunday Top Five-related variation on the theme. The Euthyphro dilemma . Or at least a Sunday Top Five-related variation on the theme. Issues related to the identity of indiscernibles . Or at least a Sunday Top Five-related variation on the theme. An intense fear of conforming to the mediocrity principle . [Ahem.] Or at least a Sunday Top Five-related variation on the theme. Thank you. You can move along now.

Boats on the Derwent. Just off Tranmere, as seen from Sandy Bay. August 2012. Father's Day? Sunday Top Five? I have an idea! My Top Five Interesting Dads In The Animal Kingdom ! Lions . Greedy and lazy buggers, lion fathers. They occupy most of their time lying about in the shade, waiting for one of their wives to bring home dinner. Female lions do pretty much all of the hunting and almost all of the parenting. Of course, this bugger likes to eat first, and is happy enough in lean seasons to let everyone else starve to death rather than go without a feed... Emperor Penguins . You probably already know this, but this dedicated dad holds his missus's eggs on the top of his feet, covering them with his belly for two months in the frigid Antarctic... without eating! Where is is partner? That's rights, she's off shagging and eating! Grizzly Bears. These bears like their own space, they really do. They also like to eat. A lot. Which means that if mamma bear doe...

No smoke on the water. The River Derwent, Sandy Bay. August 2012. Two books this week. First up, The Death of Grass by John Christopher. This is a neat little post-apocalyptic novel that centres around the human response to a virus that kills off all forms of grass. While the swiftness with which society reverts to savagery strikes me as perhaps a little off, there is great power in the descriptions of man's culpability for the disaster. Indeed, this one is a very prescient book. Recommended. Second up is The Dying Animal by Philip Roth. For a book that is ultimately about sex, it wears out its welcome reasonably quickly. A couple of imaginative paragraphs aside - Roth can write, after all - you can't help but think to yourself, 'get over it, you filthy old bugger!' Only for the keen.

The cold, cold water. Franklin Wharf, the Hobart waterfront. June 2012. Forgive me, for I am in one of those "what really is the point" kind of mood this week. Nomenclature , Alan Dugan My mother never heard of Freud and she decided as a little girl that she would call her husband Dick no matter what his first name was and did. He called her Ditty. They called me Bud, and our generic names amused my analyst. That must, she said, explain the crazy times I had in bed and quoted Freud: "Life is pain." "What do women want?" and "My prosthesis does not speak French."

Water. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Battery Point. July 2012. I've decided to cancel today's Sunday Top Five and go to the beach instead. Probably a bit too cold to swim, but not to have a stroll.

Events underwater. Just off Errol Flynn Reserve, Sandy Bay. December 2011. Today for Theme Thursday I want to talk about taste. It is generally agreed that there are five basic tastes. Today’s theme is one that does not agree much with me: SWEET. I may be SWEET, but I have no great desire for it. People go on about SWEET want it, are addicted to it and in some cases are enslaved by it; but it has never particularly rocked my world. You see (and you would never guess this by the blog) I like Bitter , Sour and Salty. I have some time for Umami , but it is a clear runner at number four in my list. Colourful events underwater. Just off Errol Flynn Reserve, Sandy Bay. December 2011.

I see sea green. Bellerive Wharf, February 2011. Any questions? If someone wrote a book about your life, what would they title it? Good question. Hmmm. How about Mental Disintegration: the challenge and art of cohabiting with two tyros ? Do you like to sing in the shower? Yes I do. I sing tunes from the hit parade re-worked with dirty lyrics. What do you do when (you think) no one is looking? I look. Did you ever have a teacher who picked on you? At least one for certain. She was a sour old cow. The others, well, maybe they had a point… Describe yourself in a single sentence. I fall down a lot.

Take me to the April sun in Cuba. Hey hey hey.

Ezra is one of those people that - from a mere glimpse - you can tell whether he is smiling or not. Consider his ear: happy, sad or ambivalent?

Duck, duck, Goose. Geilston Bay, July 2010. What could be more relaxing on a Saturday morning than a stroll down to the bay to feed the ducks, talk to the geese, and warn your children not to fall in the water? Ka 'Ba , Imamu Amiri Baraka A closed window looks down on a dirty courtyard, and black people call across or scream or walk across defying physics in the stream of their will Our world is full of sound Our world is more lovely than anyone's tho we suffer, and kill each other and sometimes fail to walk the air We are beautiful people with african imaginations full of masks and dances and swelling chants with african eyes, and noses, and arms, though we sprawl in grey chains in a place full of winters, when what we want is sun. We have been captured, brothers. And we labor to make our getaway, into the ancient image, into a new correspondence with ourselves and our black family. We read magic now we need the spells, to rise up return, destroy, and create. What will be the ...

Late afternoon looking over Geilston Bay to New Town. July 2010. Last one! 91. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI? Very much. With extra wasabi and pickled ginger. 92. LAST THING YOU WATCHED? Ezra laughing. 93. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Tomorrow. 94. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? Too scared. Jen would not approve. 95. SUMMER OR WINTER? It is currently winter. In winter, I miss summer. In summer, I miss winter. I’m complex. 96. KISSES OR HUGS? Kisses AND hugs. I’m greedy like that. 97. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE-NIGHT STANDS? Marriages. 98. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS? Those short of blogging ideas. 99. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS? Automatons. 100. CREATE YOUR OWN QUESTION! What next?