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Every form of addiction is bad, no matter whether the narcotic be alcohol or morphine or idealism.

You're so vane. Corner of Brisbane and Elizabeth Street, North Hobart. July 2013. Q and A time and today I am Thinking about ... Feeling: Relaxed. Reading: After The Wall by Jana Hensel. Listening to: A history of the Vikings. Wondering: About how those Viking coped in the cold. Looking forward to: A few days of peace and quiet. Missing: Oddly enough, the early morning walks! Watching: Jen, Henry and Ezra become absorbed into the weird world of Minecraft . Why do they feel the need to bash those sheep to death with a mallet? Eating: Lots of soup. Making me happy: Doing my own thing!

A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.

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.

Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses.

Ramus. St David's Park, Hobart. July 2012. A belated Q and A, again stolen from Sunday Stealing: The 88 Meme: The Last Part ! 69. Song you're thinking of right now? Even the Bad Times Are Good by The Tremeloes. 70. Want someone back in your life? Not particularly… 71. Will tomorrow be better than today? It is extremely unlikely. 72. What's the colour of the underwear you are wearing? Black, with a white waistband. 73. Who was the first best friend that you ever had? I’ve never really been a ‘best friend’ type of fellow. If I am honest, it would probably be my wife. 74. How do you react when someone disappoints you? Usually with disappointment. There’s a resignation to the fact that people generally let you down. 75. Is there anyone who understands your sexuality? I’m not even certain that I understand it! 76. Are you a naturally happy person? Or is your happiness forced? I don’t ‘force’ those moments that I am happy (or appear to be), but I woul...

I don't like to talk much with people who always agree with me. It is amusing to coquette with an echo for a little while, but one soon tires of it.

Oh for a change of batteries... East Derwent Highway, Geilston Bay. August 2011. It seems to have been grey and raining in Hobart for the past fortnight. I expect that this is my memory playing tricks on me and it has actually been just six days; but a more complex equation seems more realistic: 6 days x [1 three year old + 1 four year old] = 27.73 days (equivalent). I'll be frank and suggest that the multiplier probably needs tweaking, given the particular force of the psychological correlate of Henry's immense physical strength (from an amplitude perspective) [i.e. he is very loud]; and the increasing frequency of Ezra's manifestation of a loss of control and frustration [i.e. temper tantrums].

A difference of opinion is what makes horse racing and missionaries.

Heading in a north easterly direction. Looking up from the vantage point of Bathurst Street, Hobart. March 2011. I stick the thumb out, but they never stop. Why not?