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Exploring the boundaries. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. August 2013. collapse Have you ever clicked on an ad on the side of your screen by accident? I used an ad blocker, so not for a very long time. When was the last time you were disappointed?: I'm often disappointed! The everyday Australian disappoints me all the time. Do you like the smell of rain? I love the smell of rain. Especially in a rainforest or on a remote beach somewhere. What was the last thing you took a picture of? A shadow. When you go to McDonald's, what drink do you usually get? A bottle of water. What were you doing today at 2:15 in the afternoon? It isn't 2:15 pm yet. What I will be doing is boarding a bus to head over the river and pick up the kids. What's the nickname of your home state? One of the less cruel nicknames is The Apple Isle . What's the worst type of weather in your opinion? Grey, cold and unmemorable. I don't mind heavy rain or storms, or t...

I ran. I ran so far away. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. August 2013. This Theme Thursday I am thinking that if I were a LIP, which LIP would I be? Labium superius oris is nice, but Labium inferius oris is surely only inferius in nóminis only. The cupid's bow has autant de charme and the tuberculum labii superioris the kind of stout reliability only found in Hungarian washerwomen Golden Retrievers. I am told that women are attracted to men with masculine LIPS. That is, LIPS that are not too big or not too small, can chop firewood and know where and when to take her in hand. So if I were a LIP, I'd be a proud LIP. A LIP worth loving. A LIP worth loving, living and dying for.

I doubt very much that your mini pack of rainbow Mentos are there, Henry...

Bubbles. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. June 2013. Theme Thursday ? Of course! There is JUBILATION in the nation even when they’re facing castration while avoiding the conflation of causation and damnation. I express a fixation for an excess of flirtation that at its very foundation is a classic formulation of cessation of narration through the privation of starvation and the utter stagnation and frustration of mindless gyration. The feeling of admiration, extreme adoration. Adulation of creation, a negation of temptation. Translation and inflammation, your vocation a vacation. A summation of elation to consternation and fragmentation and immediate detonation (followed by a dissipation and distillation): devastation. JUBILATION? Try ‘deflation’, ‘degradation’. Lubrication? Exclamation! Toleration? Confrontation. Abdication? Germination. Abrogation? Desperation. A classy accusation, a little affectation, a positive affirmation, an allegation, an avocation. ...

Patchy sunshine. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. 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... 10 fascinating facts about woolly mammoths. How to make a Naked Egg. Six Communication Tricks That Will Get Your Kids to Cooperate. Freddie Mercury and David Bowie’s isolated vocal track for Queen’s “Under Pressure”. The German Granddaddy of Crystal Meth. Australia’s farming future: Tasmania. Why Finnish babies sleep in cardboard boxes.

Formally a crab. Bellerive Bluff, Bellerive. April 2013. A vintage Sunday Top Five today that I know the whole World has been waiting for. Yes, it is My Top Five Favourite Tracks By English Post-Punk Weirdos, The Fall! Blindness Totally Wired Theme From Sparta FC Reformation The Classical

The last races of the season. Boats on the Derwent Estuary, as seen from the rocks at the bottom of Bellerive Bluff. February 2013. I shall plead for your forgiveness on today's post. The dual forces of illness, work deadlines and the unwavering challenge of two loud children have made it a little too hard of late...

Gull. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. February 2013. Sula , Toni Morrison: Part-critique of heterosexual institutions, part-exploration of friendship amid a backdrop of family, love, race, and the human condition. Very strange. B- . A Swell Looking Babe , Jim Thompson: Another one of Thompson's odd blend of hard-boiled crime noires and Freudian psychodrama (this one from 1954). The Oedipal subtext is not exactly subtle and the apparent central action of a vicious robbery really is a subsidiary plot to the real drama taking place inside our central character's head. I enjoyed it. B .

Ezra carefully makes his way across the geological formations that you'll find around Bellerive Bluff.

According to the International Dairy Foods Association - operating out of Washington, DC, in the United States of America - mint chocolate chip is the 10th most popular flavor of ice cream, and comprised 3% of all ice cream sold in the year 2000. Ezra is trying to push it up to number four right off his own bat...

Henry leads the way!

Beach-coming weather?

Ezra is a little slow off the mark.

Ezra and Henry are firm adherents to the belief that Tasmanian sand is the finest sand in the whole wide world (and probably the wider universe /s). Although Ezra was concerned with the level of brown in this particular sand that he found at Bellerive Beach, he judged it's texture and humeur above average .

Dude trying to get to a ship. Bellerive Beach, Bellerive. September 2011. One day that will be Ezra and I in that kayak, with Henry and Jen close behind trying to splash us. Of course, we won't accept that kind of carry on and will utilise a few of the old WWII depth charged I bought on E-Bay to unsettle them. Knowing Henry, he'll be be well armed with rocks and Jen will use some of those feminine charms and attempt to distract me (again). In the event of this, we've got our hands on some long-redundant titanium tetrachloride to use as a smoke screen.

Beetlemania #1. Bellerive Beach, August 2011. The Heart of the Matter by Graham Greene is essentially a book about unhappiness. Like most of Greene's great novels, it pursues one man's journey through a series of moral dilemmas as the 'righteous' are tested. Oh how they are tested! The character of Henry Scobie is probably Greene's greatest creations, a British colonial police officer stationed in some backwater West African town during World War Two. A Catholic, Scobie is indeed a righteous man who pays (in spades) for that trait. Happiness, duty, pity and piety beguile Scobie as he journeys down a path that willingly secures his own eternal damnation (while we watch). Indeed, any tale whereby damnation is assured through and excess of compassion is bound to be an interesting one. To add to the uplifting tone, the book is also about failure: failure to love, failure to be loved, failure to communicate, failure to please, failure to protect; indeed, Sc...

This seagull is checking out the potential Sheffield Shield final location. Bellerive Oval, Bellerive. March 2011. Top Five Cricket Teams. Tasmania Tasmania Tasmania Tasmania Tasmania

First rule of the beach on windy days: when heading upwind, keep one’s mouth closed .

Sometimes you do not really know what you are looking for until well after you have found it. Therefore, I expect that the lads will be able to brief me more fully on what exactly it was that they were looking for in approximately three (3) months time.

This seaweed appears to be waving hello. Bellerive Beach, December 2010. Why? Why not. Why not indeed! Because. Because why? Just because. Just because I said so. Why? Because! Why not? Because. Because why? Why because? ? ? ? ! ! !