A Greenpeace report report commissioned by Greenpeace that came out last week says, among other things, that eating more kangaroos is better for the environment than eating beef, on the basis that less land clearing is required, and kangaroos don’t produce the methane gas released by cattle and sheep. I assume they’d also consume less ... [More]
For his birthday, Andrew asked for a few bloggers to post something on a topic of his choosing. He asked me for: The time you had such a bad experience on public transport that you rang the minister or one of his minions, or similar. I had a think about this, and I don’t think ... [More]
For all the problems you see around the world, Melbourne has, I think, been generally peaceful when it comes to race relations. Indeed, there are plans afoot to permanently implant some cultures’ businesses into particular city streets — an extension of the concept already used in Chinatown that would spread to the Greek precinct, the ... [More]
In what might become a tradition (by my count this makes the fourth time in the last few months) Premier Brumby and Public Transport Minister Kosky took a train ride yesterday to make an announcement, this time at Jolimont, then caught a train to Parliament. (You could tell Brumby doesn’t catch the train much; the ... [More]
With the Aussie dollar at a 20-year high, I’m sure I’m not the only one considering splashing out buying stuff from Amazon or other offshore etailers. I’ve already got some DVDs on the way (The Goodies LWT and Spaced; neither of which are available in Australia) and am considering a few books and things as ... [More]
I could grumble about the trains yesterday, and the apparent lack of security on the last weekend of the school holidays that allowed 16 trains to be vandalised, but I won’t, since I already did that on Twitter (live from the scene, as it were). People complain about railway station car parking. That there’s never ... [More]
Interesting article about the vagaries of “secret” suburb names. It reminds me of the time a colleague told me he was buying a house in Travancore. I had no idea where it was. It turns out to be a pocket of Ascot Vale, but the name is one that I’d suspect is rarely seen outside ... [More]
People must think I look like I know where I’m going. I seem to frequently get asked for directions. And maybe they’re right, as it seems like I’m usually able to help them. The bloke on Centre Road, wanting to get to Chadstone? By car? Okay, go straight down Centre Road, left at Warragul Road, ... [More]
Whoops. How could I forget, it was our fourth anniversary today. A speedily organised lunch and a bunch of flowers later, I think I got away with it. Must remember next year. If we were married, it’d be Fruit and Flowers this year. Though there are claims the modern gift equivalent for four years is ... [More]
There were a lot of families on the trains last week. Many off to the Show, or the Fed Square Pixar exhibit, or the Thomas Live shows at the Tennis Centre. There’s something that’s pleasing about seeing a bustling busy city railway station (provided there’s plenty of space and it’s not too packed). Be it ... [More]
I remember reading about our local mayor, and the way she used to complain she didn’t appear enough in the council-produced newsletter. OVER-WORKED City of Glen Eira CEO Andrew Newton has enough on his plate chasing $40,000 from [a] sacked councillor … but now he’s had to listen to [the Mayor] wail about her photo ... [More]
When they wrote the footy club songs, they got together an old familiar tune and lyrics which are generally way over-the-top for most circumstances, basically proclaiming the team is invincible. If only it were true. The Geelong Football Club song is called We Are Geelong, sung to the tune of Toreador from Bizet’s Carmen, a ... [More]
My friend Greg is on a quest to become an evil genius. He spotted an abandoned missile base for sale on ebay, and is trying to raise the money to buy it. He writes: “People have donated to help some ditz pay off her credit cards, some kid go to college, some stripper get breast ... [More]
The train was coming, so I ran into the station and scrabbled for my Yearly ticket. But I couldn’t find it. It wasn’t in my wallet. I pulled all the extraneous crap out to look for it… stamps… business card… Brumby’s baked-goods-frequent-eater (or whatever it’s called) but no luck. Dammit. The train came and left. ... [More]
Most bizarre thing seen in the shops recently: DVD Fireplace, $19.99. Clive James used to show this kind of thing on his TV show. Video fish tanks, fireplaces, washing machines… does anybody really buy this stuff?
So there we go, the series has ended. Some great episodes. The Runaway Bride: Enjoyable enough. Loved the highway chase scene — and the way it captured the excitement of the TV audience in the little kids in the other car. One day the ABC programming people will learn to programme Christmas specials at Christmas, ... [More]