Wednesday, April 30, 2008
fire it up
Trapped making endless edits to jargon heavy business writing. why? why can't we have a story? why can't we be a story? It's would be much more interesting than this. And more useful.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
ANZAC long weekend
The bus roars past very, very frequently, it seems. We have a bus stop at the font door. Handy.
I've now managed to cook a meal, and clean the kitchen. It almost feels like a home.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
settling down to the basics
- it's amazing not having any phones ring
- just managed to send twitter to my phone
- messages again - all the way from viet!
- listening to FBI radio
- made a logo for frontpage goastray
Thursday, April 17, 2008
window box
i used to have a window box that i set up little displays in, as the whim took me/
surprise, surprise. i still miss it.
i got to make little scenes and hide behind a curtain listening to random people/
wander past/
and remark.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
boys own war
* except now DrP has realised he no done wash his work pants for monday. ohhh dear. it's a boy thing.
holiday over
My road trip for one was wildly different than planned (or not planned). I expected lots of time laying around the beach, and while i did quite a bit of that - i discovered that it's not possible for me to do that for more than 3/4 hrs. One can swim for a while, get out and bake for a while.. but without company, it grows tiresome just reading a book.
Found some fantastic beaches - South-west rocks has the tranquil peaceful beach on one side, and the shipwrecks and suba diving/surfing beach on the other side. Where you can also swim, but is far more rippy. It was near Hat head which is a fishing/surfing beach.. very quiet with a camping ground and the local lawn bowls club for entertainment. About 5/6 hrs drive from Sydney, just near Kempsey.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Rain on my parade
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Get off yr arts
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Tent
live and learn.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Wilbert has joined the road trip of 1
- i can't drive and read a roadmap
- i can't drive and roll a smoke
- i have also found that good coffee is hard to find
- and when i'm over driving, i'll pay whatever they want for a bed
- that crime novels are very hard to find in central coast opshops
- but they have plently of baby clothes.
So i've brought myself a friend (i've heard that's what people in the know, do, you know) and his name is Wilfred. He's a very cheeky monkey. He's going to pose, without complaints. Note: Master Woss is alive and well (and online even) in Hanoi! Ad there's a storm coming (here, not there).
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Elvis has left the building
An hour later I get a text from R - he's just been paged by airport security. He'd left his visa card at duty-free! He'll be flying out in about 30mins. With all his stuff. Hopefully. And then he'll be in the somewhat capable care of Nick, who will remember to pick him up at the airport. *she crosses her fingers again
i'm off now to my own road trip for 1, and i've just brought 4 albums to keep me amused
- Duffy (like Dusty, only younger, and english)
- Beginners guide to Bollywood music (over 3 hours of hits!)
- Sleepy jackson (everyone says it's good)
- Best of Steely Dan (ricky don't lose my number...)