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Showing posts from August 19, 2012

The gift of admiration as indispensable if one is to amount to something; I don't know where I would be without it.

Henry is an I-Pad man. Ezra is a Sony gamer.

stands / shy, uncorseted, tucking in / stray ends of hair

Who's that knocking at my succulent? The bakyard, Geilston Bay. August 2012. Could this possibly be the return of the ...[shudder]... TERRORGNOME ? The Young Housewife , William Carlos Williams At ten AM the young housewife moves about in negligee behind the wooden walls of her husband's house. I pass solitary in my car. Then again she comes to the curb to call the ice-man, fish-man, and stands shy, uncorseted, tucking in stray ends of hair, and I compare her to a fallen leaf. The noiseless wheels of my car rush with a crackling sound over dried leaves as I bow and pass smiling.

Grub first, then ethics.

Someone has eaten the chocolate mousse! Who was it?

Genius begins great works; labour alone finishes them.

Henry's feet. Long Beach, Sandy Bay. August 2012. This week I'm introducing a new rating system AND limiting myself to one sentence. Vlad , by Carlos Fuentes: Dracula comes to Mexico City. Slight, but quite well done. B- Life and Fate by Vasily Grossman: The great Soviet novel. Immense. A+ They're a Weird Mob by Nino Culotta (John O'Grady): Aged well. Remains very funny. B

Children need models rather than critics.

Handsome Henry harpoons harmless harlot's hearts!

Almost every desire a poor man has is a punishable offence.

Clock. G.P.O. Building, Elizabeth Street, Hobart. July 2012. Theme Thursday already and I am yet again filled with empty PROMISES. I PROMISE to make sure that I remember Theme Thursday. I PROMISE to try harder. I PROMISE to be nice. I PROMISE to do my best. I PROMISE to stop I PROMISing.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.

Ezra closes in on Henry...

Difficulty is the excuse history never accepts.

Word gets around. Sandy Bay Rowing Club, Sandy Bay. August 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Creativity is not the finding of a thing, but the making something out of it after it is found.

Yes Henry. I get it.

As great minds have the faculty of saying a great deal in a few words, so lesser minds have a talent of talking much, and saying nothing.

ACHTUNG! East Derwent Highway, Lindisfarne. July 2012. I'm in Launceston today (should be getting my speech notes finished up about now), but that won't stop the Q and A. Yet again, it is filched from Sunday Stealing,the The Authentic Meme . This week, with a picture! 1. How long have you been blogging? Over six long years. 2. Did you go to college? I went to college and university! 3. Where have you travelled? A lot less places than I would like to! Look up last week’s response and will get an idea... 4. Which celebrity do you get mistaken for? I am rarely mistaken for anybody these days, but in my time I have had references to (one-time) Australian quick Brendan Julian ; a young Jeff Goldblum ; Scott Baio (there is a story to that one); and the bass player from Blur. 5. What are your three biggest pet peeves? Wilful ignorance, a lack of integrity and intellectual snobbery. 6. What is your favourite movie? I shall cheat a little bit and say Krzys

Change your life today. Don't gamble on the future, act now, without delay.

This was taken just before Ezra decided that wearing shorts at zero degrees Celsius on a cold Sunday morning was decidedly not something that he approved of...

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and bacon.) 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... The public implications or pubic hair... A repository of Turkish recipes online... In search of a baby called Derek... A good little discussion and collection of photos in this little piece, The photographer’s war: Vietnam through a lens .

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

The king of all he surveys!

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Morning has broken. Sandy Bay, as seen from Battery Point. August 2012. Sunday Top Five? Okay, My Top Five NINE Ugliest Australian Football League Jumpers Off The Top Of My Head! West Coast Eagles 2000 Away. The 'Classic' Port Adelaide, circa 2000. Port 2007 Away. Adelaide 2011 Away. Brisbane Bears 1987 Original. Collingwood 1996/7 Pre-season (with muscle magpie). Hawthorn 1996 Pre-season abomination . Of course, the all-time WORST jumper is the one that goes by the moniker scared person's underpants , yes it is the 'classic' Hawthorn 1980s !