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Door to door...

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 04:56:02 GMT

I came down stairs this morning to find my partner had situated a stool in our otherwise empty hall. On the stool there was a shiny new super-soaker water pistol...

Door to door salesmen: you have been warned...

From the sublime to the ridiculous

Mon, 28 Jul 2008 06:41:50 GMT

Cirque du Soleil - Dralion
A thing of beauty and majesty - music, choreography, acrobatics - spectacular beyond my ability to describe.

Sexpo
Boring. Bland. Vanilla.
Even the strippers were sub-par...
You would think that at a sex expo there might have been a bit of a focus on sexual health? Nope. Nada.
If it wasn't cheap and nasty and in a plastic wrap with a price tag on it, it wasn't there.
Utterly disappointing.

Government Forms

Thu, 24 Jul 2008 11:15:16 GMT

Thrilled.... yes I am thrilled beyond reason!

My dear (live-in) friend K described me as her "heterosexual life-partner" on an Australian Government form...

I love K and I love government forms :)

Signs and Portents...

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 05:32:46 GMT

Pavementomancy is a developing science and as such I am happy to announce a new sub-field.

While trying to determine the meaning behind the signs and portents that I see each day I have come across one which I think is a message from 'beyond'; and I think the message is for me.

The configuration (as always, in Guihen St):
A smashed telephone handset set atop the neat and tidy back seat from a small hatchback (the 'wide' half including seat and back.... if you follow me).

I pondered this while sipping my antejentacular latte and reached the following conclusion:
The Universe is telling me to get of my fat behind and call some of the people I have been neglecting.

I will be interested to develop some heuristics to determine the difference between configurations which are 'portents' and those which are 'communications'....

Irony is...

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 03:40:58 GMT

the word "dwarves" written in 6 foot tall letters on the side of a building.

Don't know why its there, don't really care - but it made my day.

Side note:
"Dwarf" is one of the 3 words in the English language that starts with the letters "dw". Brownie points to anyone who can tell me the other 2
:)

Pavementomancy

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 00:58:39 GMT

Each day when I walk to work I notice random things that have appeared on the footpath; totally random things.

Considering humanities tendency to try and fortell the future through the oddest means (chicken entrails, bones, sticks, psychic hotlines...) it has occurred to me that maybe I can start a new kind of occult science based on the things that I find on Guihen St each morning...

Recent items have been....

- The legs of the world's ugliest coffee table
- The perfectly preserved and arranged wings of a minor bird. Still attached we the bare skull and shoulders and a short part of the spinal column. (This was an oddly disturbing find - must be very portentous).
- Thousands of rubber bands. (Seriously - they were everywhere....)
- A pile of nuts, bolts and washers. A few meters on, a can of spray oil...

Still a work in progress this one (like any true science :) ), but I have decided to call it pavementomancy. Any thoughts on how to extract meaning from the signs I see each day would be gratefully received.

Moonlight Drabble

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 04:46:34 GMT

Drabble: A vignette is exactly 100 words… This is my first attempt :)

Set during Moonlight ep 1.04 “Fever” when Beth comes to save Mick as he lies dying in the bathtub of a seedy motel…

At some point, you’re going to have to stop me

I bite down and her gasp of pain sweetens the blood searing my tongue. Mouth working against her arm, my senses are overwhelmed by the taste, the smell, the feel of her skin.

My body cools as I heal and the desperate, all-consuming need diminishes. The savage creature I strive to deny is sated; the man I wish to be struggles to the surface.

She wouldn’t allow me to sacrifice myself. Instead, she gave me hope I can be better than the monstrous thing I was forced to become.

My heart aches – Love will never be a strong enough word.

Kudos to the pod people

Fri, 16 May 2008 03:50:41 GMT

My partner recently proved conclusively that if you put an 8GB ipod through the washing machine then store it in a bucket of rice for a couple of weeks, it will work just fine.

So I say again Kudos to the pod people. I may not like ipods, but I gotta say they are well made.

On a side note - my partner sometimes thinks so far outside the box, I gotta wonder if they even remember what the inside of the box looks like....

The start is where we start from...

Wed, 07 May 2008 11:28:33 GMT

Okay... from this you might (just) be able to deduce that I am a Torchwood fan... but probably not.

There has to be a first post.

It doesn't have to be good.

I take comfort from that :)