I finally got around to purging the books I don't want and getting rid of them yesterday. After sitting around in 5 large bags for the past couple of weeks, I managed to offload about a third of them at a local secondhand bookstore and the rest went to Goodwill. Purged. Gone from my life. And now in their place I have $35 worth of store credit to get myself a couple of books at the store. (It's a good secondhand bookstore, always full of interesting stuff.)
Next, the great wardrobe purge.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
The 3 Day Weekend Cometh
It's almost home time. I have some beers in the company of mens who like other mens lined up for this evening. It's hot outside. Tonight may even be the first cargo shorts evening of the new season (assuming I can get my fat ass into them). If there is a sudden flurry of scorched retinas, then you'll know I've bared my legs.
I have some knitting get togethers planned for the weekend, some shopping, some things to do around the house, and a big picnic afternoon on Monday.
And hopefully is it comes to a battle of Lust Versus Sanity, lust will prevail.
[Updated: If Friday night is any indicator, so far I'm happy to report that lust has prevailed.]
I have some knitting get togethers planned for the weekend, some shopping, some things to do around the house, and a big picnic afternoon on Monday.
And hopefully is it comes to a battle of Lust Versus Sanity, lust will prevail.
[Updated: If Friday night is any indicator, so far I'm happy to report that lust has prevailed.]
Things To Come, That Never Came
If you were a teenage sci-fi nerd like me, and share my interest in architecture, then you might understand why an impressively long and detailed article about architectural representation in science fiction cinema is enough to give me wood. Really.
It's especially interesting to me when the architecture, usually the city, becomes almost like a character in the film. Think of the dystopian cityscape of "Blade Runner", the future sterile utopia of "Logan's Run", the hypercities of films like "Things To Come" (above) or the nightly changing streets of "Dark City". These cityscapes become both symptoms and causes of the state of mind of the characters, as well as being sign posts that tell the audience this is not what you're used to.
[Link via things magazine]
It's especially interesting to me when the architecture, usually the city, becomes almost like a character in the film. Think of the dystopian cityscape of "Blade Runner", the future sterile utopia of "Logan's Run", the hypercities of films like "Things To Come" (above) or the nightly changing streets of "Dark City". These cityscapes become both symptoms and causes of the state of mind of the characters, as well as being sign posts that tell the audience this is not what you're used to.
[Link via things magazine]
Friday Five
- I am riding a massive sugar high from a slice of a workmate's birthday Pear & Ricotta Tart (with a brulee crust), and a second helping of French Pudding (a bread & butter pudding made with chocolate brioche). I can say one thing about The Christians, they sure can cater.
- I'm anticipating a teary sugar crash in a few hours. (Unless I top up and stave off with a serve of the Coconut & Caramel Tart I passed up earlier of course.)
- I've had a really craptastic week at work this week, and walking to work this morning I actually tried smiling on for size. Just to make sure I kept in practice.
- I saw a teabag lying in the middle of the street this morning. Which struck me as being a curious thing, I mean it wasn't like there was any garbage lying in the street or anything, just this one used teabag. Maybe someone was jogging with their morning cuppa?
- Three day weekend this weekend! Yay! So far the plans involve a couple of social get togethers, and a big picnic on Monday. I don't think I'll have to practice my smiling then.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Tinkering
After more than 3 years of the old dotty template I felt like it was time for a change. Viva la change! I'm not in love with look of things yet, but I'll be stuffing around, tapping things under the hood and sucking air through my teeth like I know what I'm doing over the next day or two, tweaking.
Home Inspiration
Tyson suggested I post a few pics of the sort things I was thinking about for my house, to give you guys an idea. Here's a few things to whet your appetites. Some I own, a couple I'd like to buy, and a few others are just to give you an idea of the sort of things I like.
1. Eileen Gray height adjustable side table.
(I'm the lucky owner of one of these. Gray was a member of the Bauhaus movement and this table designed in 1927 is one of her most famous pieces.)
2. Art Deco smoker's table.
(I found this pic on eBay, and it is exactly the same design as the table top of my table. Someone has removed this top off of its pedestal base at some point and converted it into just a mirror. Mine is still in the original condition, including the swing arm ashtray on one side.)
3. Scandi sofa from Freedom Furniture
(Sorry about the tiny, crappy pic but I had to cut this from their online catalogue. The 2.5 seater has a solid 5 button back, and two seat cushions. I've seen it in the store and it has a nice subtle retro look, without being twee or too bulky. Plus at around $900 it's a pretty good price. I'm not sure what colour I'd go for, maybe a sort of neutral natural linen colour that I can put more colourful throw pillows on.)
4. Isamu Noguchi coffee table
(I love this table, however, I have a bit of a hang up/phobia about glass coffee tables - I always picture myself falling through them for some reason. Irrational I know. Having said that, I'd probably deal with it just to have something this lovely in my house.)
5. Colour!
I quite like neutral tones with accents of strong colour; fresh leaf greens, darker reds, warm orange. My living room is painted a neutral colour called 'Leek', which is basically an off-white with a light tint of green, and one end wall is a deep venetian red called 'Seductress' (don't you love it?). I'm thinking of repainting my currently yellowy cream coloured bedroom (yucky) a similiar colour to the 'Leek'. I have an open fireplace in my bedroom that has a beautiful warm timber coloured mantle above it, and I think this smaller wall is just screaming out to be painted a lovely fresh green. The alternative would be a warmer neutral main colour, and maybe a sort of kumquat orange above the fireplace.
6. Bedroom desk chair
(I quite like this new Jakob chair from IKEA, and at $180 it's very reasonable. I know it looks like I like a lot of chrome furntiure so far, but I'd mix it up with warm timbers to make it all look less clinical.)
7. Inspirational homes.
There are lots of these!
I don't want to copy it, but I like the general style of Nicole & Brandon's house from Apartment Therapy Chicago. Clean lines, warm timbers, colour, a mix of modern and traditional, cool artwork. They even have the same IKEA 'Jakob' chair in their home office. Here's a whole bunch of thumbnails and Nicole has blogged about their home renovation on her blog Making It Lovely.
I hope this gives you a general idea Tyson!
1. Eileen Gray height adjustable side table.
(I'm the lucky owner of one of these. Gray was a member of the Bauhaus movement and this table designed in 1927 is one of her most famous pieces.)
2. Art Deco smoker's table.
(I found this pic on eBay, and it is exactly the same design as the table top of my table. Someone has removed this top off of its pedestal base at some point and converted it into just a mirror. Mine is still in the original condition, including the swing arm ashtray on one side.)
3. Scandi sofa from Freedom Furniture
(Sorry about the tiny, crappy pic but I had to cut this from their online catalogue. The 2.5 seater has a solid 5 button back, and two seat cushions. I've seen it in the store and it has a nice subtle retro look, without being twee or too bulky. Plus at around $900 it's a pretty good price. I'm not sure what colour I'd go for, maybe a sort of neutral natural linen colour that I can put more colourful throw pillows on.)
4. Isamu Noguchi coffee table
(I love this table, however, I have a bit of a hang up/phobia about glass coffee tables - I always picture myself falling through them for some reason. Irrational I know. Having said that, I'd probably deal with it just to have something this lovely in my house.)
5. Colour!
I quite like neutral tones with accents of strong colour; fresh leaf greens, darker reds, warm orange. My living room is painted a neutral colour called 'Leek', which is basically an off-white with a light tint of green, and one end wall is a deep venetian red called 'Seductress' (don't you love it?). I'm thinking of repainting my currently yellowy cream coloured bedroom (yucky) a similiar colour to the 'Leek'. I have an open fireplace in my bedroom that has a beautiful warm timber coloured mantle above it, and I think this smaller wall is just screaming out to be painted a lovely fresh green. The alternative would be a warmer neutral main colour, and maybe a sort of kumquat orange above the fireplace.
6. Bedroom desk chair
(I quite like this new Jakob chair from IKEA, and at $180 it's very reasonable. I know it looks like I like a lot of chrome furntiure so far, but I'd mix it up with warm timbers to make it all look less clinical.)
7. Inspirational homes.
There are lots of these!
I don't want to copy it, but I like the general style of Nicole & Brandon's house from Apartment Therapy Chicago. Clean lines, warm timbers, colour, a mix of modern and traditional, cool artwork. They even have the same IKEA 'Jakob' chair in their home office. Here's a whole bunch of thumbnails and Nicole has blogged about their home renovation on her blog Making It Lovely.
I hope this gives you a general idea Tyson!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Shocked By The Power
Amongst all of the other things I like to think about myself, I like to think I'm hard to shock. If not unflappable, well then at least hard to flap. However I was being a total comment whore checking the comments on some of my previous posts, and the following comment from my friend Graeme about our night out on Friday stopped me dead in my tracks...
I was a bit worried about Andrew though - he's so mopey without a boyfriend. He *really, really* needs a boyfriend at the moment.
Which *really, really* surprised me. (BTW - this isn't a criticism of Graeme, just hang in there until I get to the point in my eccentric fashion.)
If you've ever been in a situation where you think you are giving off one sort of vibe, only to find out that people are getting something completely different, you'll know where I'm going with this. I felt pretty good on Friday, tired and a bit back-sore, but having fun being out with the boys. Enjoying myself. So I was kind of surprised and perturbed that Graeme thought I was mopey.
What's interesting to me is if there was a disconnect between how I think I'm acting, and how other people perceive me, you know? That's my point here. I generally feel like I'm a self aware person. Obviously nobody can control how other people perceive them, and everyone filters what they see through their own set of beliefs, assumptions and opinions. But a big disconnect like that is startling.
Or maybe I just think too much. :)
Gimme Shelter
Maybe it's the sap rising quality of Spring, maybe it's a feeling that I need some change on the homefront, but I've become obsessed with the idea of re-doing my house. I've taken to stalking my favourite interior design related websites (Apartment Therapy, Desire To Inspire and Design*Sponge just for starters) flicking through furniture catalogues and dreaming about paint chips.
I'm in a small rental, which puts the brakes on a bit, but I rent from friends and have some leeway to do minor works to the place. For starters I'm thinking of repainting my bedroom. I'm also on a tight budget, partly because I committed myself to the concept of updating my home electronics over the next 3 or 4 months.
For starters it's time to buy a new sofa. My poor old sofa is looking like a disaster these days, the upholstery starting to wear through. I thought about recovering it, but I'm not even that keen on the shape of it anymore. My taste has moved towards more of a streamlined midcentury modern look, and my sofa is more of an oversized roll armed country style.
(The thought of getting the sofa out of my house is daunting, I remember the struggle the removalists had getting that sucker in...)
What I don't want to do is make my house look like an IKEA room set, or too self consciously retro. I already have some nice pieces, a small circular Art Deco smoker's table (with a groovy etched deer design in the mirror top) and an Eileen Gray side table that I love.
Anyhoo, I'm not sure where this ramble is going but if anyone has some suggestions for other inspirational design blogs hit me up in the comments. Too many ideas are never enough!
I'm in a small rental, which puts the brakes on a bit, but I rent from friends and have some leeway to do minor works to the place. For starters I'm thinking of repainting my bedroom. I'm also on a tight budget, partly because I committed myself to the concept of updating my home electronics over the next 3 or 4 months.
For starters it's time to buy a new sofa. My poor old sofa is looking like a disaster these days, the upholstery starting to wear through. I thought about recovering it, but I'm not even that keen on the shape of it anymore. My taste has moved towards more of a streamlined midcentury modern look, and my sofa is more of an oversized roll armed country style.
(The thought of getting the sofa out of my house is daunting, I remember the struggle the removalists had getting that sucker in...)
What I don't want to do is make my house look like an IKEA room set, or too self consciously retro. I already have some nice pieces, a small circular Art Deco smoker's table (with a groovy etched deer design in the mirror top) and an Eileen Gray side table that I love.
Anyhoo, I'm not sure where this ramble is going but if anyone has some suggestions for other inspirational design blogs hit me up in the comments. Too many ideas are never enough!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Visual Noise Or Layers Of Meaning?
I suspect the answer is "both".
I took these pics last weekend, while wandering the back lanes of Newtown. I think tagging is a particularly noxious form of visual noise, especially in the disrespectful way that taggers delight in defacing otherwise pristine objects. A ruined sculpture in a park near me is a perfect example.
However, tags and other forms of grafitti obviously have a language of their own. Meanings, varying from "I was here" to "Fuck you" probably. Layered like this they become almost runic, archane, indeciferable almost but still with meaning to those in the know.
Ugly to my eyes, but I guess I'm only one beholder.
I took these pics last weekend, while wandering the back lanes of Newtown. I think tagging is a particularly noxious form of visual noise, especially in the disrespectful way that taggers delight in defacing otherwise pristine objects. A ruined sculpture in a park near me is a perfect example.
However, tags and other forms of grafitti obviously have a language of their own. Meanings, varying from "I was here" to "Fuck you" probably. Layered like this they become almost runic, archane, indeciferable almost but still with meaning to those in the know.
Ugly to my eyes, but I guess I'm only one beholder.
Monday, September 24, 2007
A Weekend Most Excellent
I know the title of this post kind of says it all really. It kind of shows my hand before the cards have even been fully dealt. Don't tell, show right?
The weekend kicked off with a Friday night out with James and Graeme, trawling (trolling?) the hots spots of Oxford Street - The Midnight Shift downstairs, The Oxford, Palms. I hadn't been out on Oxford Street for ages, and it was fun for a change. Palms was the most fun, and I even managed to get my dance on. I've still got moves.
Saturday morning involved a haircut and a bijou hangover. We love Haircut Day! This Haircut Day involved blonde streaks, and while I quite like the end result it's not as good as I have had in the past. A bit too subtle, just a general lightening rather than the sunkissed surfer boy I was hoping for. Whatevs. I don't hate it, and I've had a few compliments this morning so it can't be all bad. The EGO must have it's way.
Post haircut I met up with Mikey (the lovely ex), his new boyfriend Evan (who is absolutely adorable) and a friend of Evan's (the handsome Paul) for brunch. Afterwards, in the early afternoon, Mikey, Evan and I headed over to The Bank Hotel to laze around on their luxe banquettes, sip a few wines and watch Fashion TV on the big screen.
You have to try real hard to get that much gay in one sentence.
Sunday I had a sleep in, futzed around at home doing laundry and such, and then headed to pub knitting at The Courthouse Hotel. The weather was glorious, once you were out of the cool wind, and I even got a little sunburnt. (Still not quite sunkissed surfer boy, but you can try right?) Then home in the late afternoon to finish getting the weekend's chores out of the way, and watch the trainwreck that is this year's Australian Idol. (No link, they're not deserving.)
So, as I stated a weekend Most Excellent. You?
The weekend kicked off with a Friday night out with James and Graeme, trawling (trolling?) the hots spots of Oxford Street - The Midnight Shift downstairs, The Oxford, Palms. I hadn't been out on Oxford Street for ages, and it was fun for a change. Palms was the most fun, and I even managed to get my dance on. I've still got moves.
Saturday morning involved a haircut and a bijou hangover. We love Haircut Day! This Haircut Day involved blonde streaks, and while I quite like the end result it's not as good as I have had in the past. A bit too subtle, just a general lightening rather than the sunkissed surfer boy I was hoping for. Whatevs. I don't hate it, and I've had a few compliments this morning so it can't be all bad. The EGO must have it's way.
Post haircut I met up with Mikey (the lovely ex), his new boyfriend Evan (who is absolutely adorable) and a friend of Evan's (the handsome Paul) for brunch. Afterwards, in the early afternoon, Mikey, Evan and I headed over to The Bank Hotel to laze around on their luxe banquettes, sip a few wines and watch Fashion TV on the big screen.
You have to try real hard to get that much gay in one sentence.
Sunday I had a sleep in, futzed around at home doing laundry and such, and then headed to pub knitting at The Courthouse Hotel. The weather was glorious, once you were out of the cool wind, and I even got a little sunburnt. (Still not quite sunkissed surfer boy, but you can try right?) Then home in the late afternoon to finish getting the weekend's chores out of the way, and watch the trainwreck that is this year's Australian Idol. (No link, they're not deserving.)
So, as I stated a weekend Most Excellent. You?
Just Buy Me A Beige Cardigan
Some slippers. A hot water bottle.
Because apparently I'm an old person. I have sciatica, according to my doctor. That's like an old person thing, right? Like listening to talkback radio and eating caramels. Like greeting cards with pastel roses on them and "where did I put my glasses?".
Because apparently I'm an old person. I have sciatica, according to my doctor. That's like an old person thing, right? Like listening to talkback radio and eating caramels. Like greeting cards with pastel roses on them and "where did I put my glasses?".
Friday, September 21, 2007
The Lust List: "So You Think You Can Dance" Edition
Note: We're only in the 2nd week of the competition here, and it's already over and done in the US, so please avoid spoilering the winner in the comments! Thanks.
Dance schmance, the important competition is the who's hot/who's not one, right? OK, actually I do watch it for the dance, but a little bit of pretty never goes astray.
Here are my own idiosincratic rankings.
9th Place: Cedric
Too under the radar for me. Several episodes in and I was all "Cedric? Oh, him."
8th Place: Hok
Hok's ranking is primarily for Crimes Against Hairdressing.
7th Place: Jesus (Not that one, a different one.)
Nice looking guy, and also a great dancer, but suffers a bit from Cedric Syndrome in my opinion. I just haven't really noticed him that much yet.
6th Place: Jimmy
Sweet, quite cute, but doesn't really stand out in the crowd.
5th Place: Dominic
A pocket rocket with a slight Leguizamo-esque air about him. Great ass, as evidenced by the 'disco' routine trousers. Once he dropped the BBoy 'tude and posturing he was much more sweet and likeable.
4th Place: Ricky
Ricky has a slamming bod and is a really great dancer, but I dunno, he has a weird intense energy about him that I find a bit off putting.
3rd Place: Neil
Cute, boy next door. Has a twin brother.
2nd Place: Danny
(First, shoot the photographer - this is a crappy pic to be used as the official pic. It makes him look half asleep.)
Tall, lean, slightly camp sounding Danny is built like a racehorse, all long limbs and finely sculpted torso. Beautiful to watch. (Interesting factoid: he's the adopted brother of last year's little cutie Travis.)
1st Place: [TIE] Kameron & Pasha
Ah, Kameron. Sexy, lovely dancer, seems to (sadly) really like the ladies. Has the kind of moves that make me think dirty, pervy things.
Pasha. This is actually not a very flattering photo, because he looks much sexier on the show. Handsome, lovely soft Russian accent, great dancer and a bit of a goofball. Once he busted out of the Russian Ballroom Dancer mode he suddenly got much, much sexier.
Dance schmance, the important competition is the who's hot/who's not one, right? OK, actually I do watch it for the dance, but a little bit of pretty never goes astray.
Here are my own idiosincratic rankings.
9th Place: Cedric
Too under the radar for me. Several episodes in and I was all "Cedric? Oh, him."
8th Place: Hok
Hok's ranking is primarily for Crimes Against Hairdressing.
7th Place: Jesus (Not that one, a different one.)
Nice looking guy, and also a great dancer, but suffers a bit from Cedric Syndrome in my opinion. I just haven't really noticed him that much yet.
6th Place: Jimmy
Sweet, quite cute, but doesn't really stand out in the crowd.
5th Place: Dominic
A pocket rocket with a slight Leguizamo-esque air about him. Great ass, as evidenced by the 'disco' routine trousers. Once he dropped the BBoy 'tude and posturing he was much more sweet and likeable.
4th Place: Ricky
Ricky has a slamming bod and is a really great dancer, but I dunno, he has a weird intense energy about him that I find a bit off putting.
3rd Place: Neil
Cute, boy next door. Has a twin brother.
2nd Place: Danny
(First, shoot the photographer - this is a crappy pic to be used as the official pic. It makes him look half asleep.)
Tall, lean, slightly camp sounding Danny is built like a racehorse, all long limbs and finely sculpted torso. Beautiful to watch. (Interesting factoid: he's the adopted brother of last year's little cutie Travis.)
1st Place: [TIE] Kameron & Pasha
Ah, Kameron. Sexy, lovely dancer, seems to (sadly) really like the ladies. Has the kind of moves that make me think dirty, pervy things.
Pasha. This is actually not a very flattering photo, because he looks much sexier on the show. Handsome, lovely soft Russian accent, great dancer and a bit of a goofball. Once he busted out of the Russian Ballroom Dancer mode he suddenly got much, much sexier.
Sadly, Not For Your Ears Only
My office mate, The Loudest Person In The Building has the radio on her desk set to a soft rock/oldies station. Currently it's playing "For Your Eyes Only", the overwrought Bond movie theme by Sheena Easton.
Only for yooooooooouuuuuuu!
Good old Sheena. How she found the time? What with being Queen Of The Jungle and all.
Only for yooooooooouuuuuuu!
Good old Sheena. How she found the time? What with being Queen Of The Jungle and all.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Pamela Dale
I'm totally entranced by the work of artist Pamela Dale, since I saw a profile of her and her work on last weekend's Sunday Arts show. I love her large scale works done solely in blue; hommages to draftsmanship, humour, blue & white porcelain and the natural world. Gorgeous. And some have cheeky Lemurs in them. What's not to love when there are cheeky Lemurs?
French Pheasant, 2003
Call Of The Wild, 2003
I fell in love with her collage works; assemblages of maps, champagne labels, shopping bags, chocolate wrappers and more, all sewn together with red thread into gorgeous representations of clothing and shoes. Sadly I couldn't find any decent pics of them, even on Pamela's own website, but here is a tiny promo pic of her alongside one of these works:
The baroque shoes made from the labels & foil wrappers from champagne bottles and French chocolate wrappers were particularly lush. Apparently she spends a some of her time at parties salvaging discarded champagne bottles. Recycling of the most fabulous kind.
A Kick Up The Jacksie
A smack around the chops. A swift boot to the arse. A ticket to Get Over It City, express.
All the above are what I feel like I need. I've been so tired, sore, lethargic and lacking in motivation for much of this week. Blah de blah. I blame my back and the tail end of my cold for a good chunk of that, but the rest? Eh. You know when you look at yourself in the mirror and think "C'mon now lil' soldier, enough is enough".
I'm off to see the doc about my back tomorrow, worst case scenario is another prolapsed disk. I had one about 6 years ago, that took 6 months of physiotherapy to fix. Some, but not all, of the symptoms are the same - so I'm crossing everything I can, you know? If you feel like doing that too, then it would be mucho appreciado.
I also kind of became indirectly linked to the retrenchment of 3 part-time employees. The new role I'm taking up here at work is part of a restructure that sees the disappearance of 3 part-time admin positions. I'm not saying I'm responsible, but I am working right alongside these 3 people and by being here I've allowed them to make the changes they've wanted to for a while. Yes, the mood is a bit tense.
So, it's been a tough week. I don't know about you guys, but it's kind of easy to focus on the negatives during a week like this. You know? What starts out as being tired, sore and stressed at work ends up being why am I still single?, I feel fat, my living arrangement needs an overhaul, Australian Idol is really, really shit this year...
So. My plan for the rest of the week is to get my back seen to, have a haircut and some blonde highlights on Saturday, maybe go and see Hairspray (or some other piece of puff) and buy that ticket to Get Over It City. One way.
All the above are what I feel like I need. I've been so tired, sore, lethargic and lacking in motivation for much of this week. Blah de blah. I blame my back and the tail end of my cold for a good chunk of that, but the rest? Eh. You know when you look at yourself in the mirror and think "C'mon now lil' soldier, enough is enough".
I'm off to see the doc about my back tomorrow, worst case scenario is another prolapsed disk. I had one about 6 years ago, that took 6 months of physiotherapy to fix. Some, but not all, of the symptoms are the same - so I'm crossing everything I can, you know? If you feel like doing that too, then it would be mucho appreciado.
I also kind of became indirectly linked to the retrenchment of 3 part-time employees. The new role I'm taking up here at work is part of a restructure that sees the disappearance of 3 part-time admin positions. I'm not saying I'm responsible, but I am working right alongside these 3 people and by being here I've allowed them to make the changes they've wanted to for a while. Yes, the mood is a bit tense.
So, it's been a tough week. I don't know about you guys, but it's kind of easy to focus on the negatives during a week like this. You know? What starts out as being tired, sore and stressed at work ends up being why am I still single?, I feel fat, my living arrangement needs an overhaul, Australian Idol is really, really shit this year...
So. My plan for the rest of the week is to get my back seen to, have a haircut and some blonde highlights on Saturday, maybe go and see Hairspray (or some other piece of puff) and buy that ticket to Get Over It City. One way.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Christmas Gift Idea?
Inspired design, a lung shaped ashtray. Brilliant!
I can think of a few people I should buy this for.
I can think of a few people I should buy this for.
Esther
They called her "Esther, The Crazy Cat Lady".
Until one day the cats suddenly all... left, and Esther had the last laugh.
Until one day the cats suddenly all... left, and Esther had the last laugh.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Occupational Hazard
I just had a phone call with an elderly client of our service here at work, during which she launched into way too much detail about washing her nether regions, as she put it 'when required'.
a) No matter how hard I pretend, I don't think she was referring to the Dutch, b) ewww and c) let's hope the 'requirement' = 'daily'.
a) No matter how hard I pretend, I don't think she was referring to the Dutch, b) ewww and c) let's hope the 'requirement' = 'daily'.
Ideas. The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly.
Ideas. Funny old things, ideas.
I've started and trashed a whole bunch of blog entries this morning. You know, some days the muse whispers and other days... ..::crickets::.. ...well, she keeps her own counsel.
Some apropos stencil art from the back streets of Newtown.
Most of the ideas I've had today revolve around a) not working, b) not being single and/or frustrated, c) not being tired, d) not having the tail end of this cold anymore and e) not having my current back pain issue (I'm seeing the doc about it on Friday, earliest appointment I could get). I know, exciting. I also had a brief and promptly banished idea about crushing someone's head between two very large objects, but I choose not to dwell on that one.
Yah, one of those sorts of days so far.
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