This will hurt me...

Plotters. Hope Beach, South Arm Peninsula. 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... What the Night Sky Would Look Like If the Other Planets Were as Close as the Moon. Australia's universities: from elite institutions to degree factories? What if Barbie Looked Like a Real Woman? Inequality, health and well-being: time for a national debate. When someone close to you dies, the very fabric of your life is ripped to shreds. Is philosophy any consolation? Clive James – a life in writing.

The World's silliest sheep?

Ezra, don't shove your bother's head down the drain...

You silly, silly boy.

Now, who's a silly boy then?

Elvis ain't got nothing on this kid...

Someone is playing silly buggers! Regent Street, Sandy Bay. September 2011. My Top Five Words Favourite Words [Today] The Don't Have A Direct English Translation! Mamihlapinatapei A Yagan word for the wordless, yet meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something but are both reluctant to start. Jennifer and I know this look all too well... Ilunga A Tshiluba word that describes a person who is ready to forgive and forget any first abuse, tolerate it the second time, but never forgive nor tolerate on the third offense. It is safe to say that I am not really an ilunga . Torschlusspanik A lovely German word that literally translates as “gate-closing panic,” but contextually, it implies the fear of diminishing opportunities as one ages. How very appropriate! Ya’aburnee One from Arabic now, a lovely little word that basically means “You bury me”. The desire for burial reflects the hope that one will die before one's partner because of how difficult it would...

Political comment. St George's Terrace, Battery Point. August 2011. Two points: 1) While the use of technology to enable mass production has engendered a number of serious spill on effects - i.e. the rapid expansion of population, the reliance on external energy sources and the creation of mass society - I am reasonably certain that pre-Industrial patterns of life like the (presumably) idealised agrarian might not have afforded the luxury of skipping your 10 am 101A Introduction to Government lecture to scribble some pseudo-anarchic commentary in public property. Certainly, if it did, the punishment for dissenting against the established order offered something of a deterrent . 2) We are already deep into a transformative phase whereby the industrial society (as found in Australia) is evolving into a post-industrial society. If steam power was the trigger for the shift from agricultural to industrial organisation, globalised information technology is driving the new ...

Henry is surfing. Ezra is a crocodile. I am not sure what Jen is doing.

Cotton shorts are not ideal for swimming, Henry...

Somebody isn't paying attention. Expensive apartment block, Wapping. Hobart, October 2010. I cannot speak for you, but my whole family and I find that time spent browsing the brochures one of life’s joys. Oh what joy can be had in casting witty and urbane bon mots about things that we will never want or need! The casual ease with which the mountains of catalogues can be SNIP SNIP SNIPPED! away in dedicated training sessions with the scissors. Indeed, as a very small fellow (still in the rolling phase), Henry used to EAT the junk mail. If I remember it correct, the Harvey Norman furniture (vintage ’07) was his favourite. Whatever the case, the complex above may well not accept junk mail, but it’s certainly getting it .

What's this about then? Go on, have a crack!