You know your kids are growing up when… When waving goodbye in the schoolyard, the youngest waves enthusiastically, but the eldest does a deliberately low-key waist-level wave back. “Yeah, yeah, see ya dad.” Your youngest explains to you how to use the animation features of Powerpoint. Your eldest decides that a warning on a web ... [More]
I found myself on Sunday morning at Altona Beach, doing the dog-walking thang with Marita and Maisie. All very merry (even better once I shed the excess of clothing I’d managed to bring — memo to self: beach not generally cold in October). Marita had a short distraction to deal with, and I found myself ... [More]
Today in the city I encountered a lost tourist looking for Flinders Street Station (“it’s that big building with the dome”), a Korean student looking for the Block Arcade (“follow me, I’m walking right past it”), and unless I’m much mistaken I passed Katy “Jo Grant” Manning in Degraves Street.
So, let me get this straight… You can start an illegal war based on flawed evidence that most people didn’t believe, then refuse to apologise for it (even when your allies admit their mistakes). You can pretend the war hasn’t impacted our safety, while security specialists are warning otherwise. You can form alliances with a ... [More]
Here is my… morning hair. Brave enough to post yours? Link in the comments or trackbacks. Previous pictures in this series
Forgive me Spurlock, for I have sinned. It has been two years since my last McDonalds meal. But last Friday I suddenly had a craving for a Filet O’Fish, and succumbed to the evil arches. 1 x Filet O’Fish Value Meal please, eat-in. The eat-in muzak has improved a bit, but the food was as ... [More]
Elizabeth Street last night about 6:30. Pedestrians with their umbrellas at the ready. A gap in the rain, but still threatening. Taxis lined up outside Melbourne Central offering a comfortable but pricey way home. Hopefully winter’s last gasp. (Remember that Del Amitri song… “every third car is a cab”. Thankfully things aren’t quite so bleak ... [More]
Remember when John Safran placed a fatwa on Rove? Last night Rove’s offices burnt down. I wonder if John just choked on his cornflakes. (For those who didn’t see the segment, the evidence was clearly stated as faked. Although we saw the fatwa declared, by the end of the segment it was shown being withdrawn ... [More]
The marks on the road were a rather obvious reminder of last night’s apparently spectacular tram mishap outside Glenhuntly Station. Two scores in the road, about ooh 4 foot 8 and a half inches apart, veering away from the tracks at the catch points, across most of the railway crossing, then back onto the tracks. ... [More]
Dear Mr Wrong Number Man, My name is Daniel Bowen. I said as much when I answered the phone. My name is not Ricky Bowden. Never has been. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Good luck in dialling the right number next time.
In order to tell you the weekend’s real estate story, it is necessary to talk about money, and large amounts of it. I earn money. By some people’s standards, it’s a big stack, way more than one might think I deserve for sitting at a keyboard all day, but that’s the way it is, and ... [More]
In leui of a photo today, here is my latest side-project, a collaboration between myself and a few friends…
Madam Fang. A lovely expensive meal on Friday for our anniversary, and as what might have been the last chance to splurge before I got hundreds of thousands of dollars into debt the next day when buying a house (it didn’t happen — more about that later). The atmosphere was lovely, the service was excellent, ... [More]
I woke up early today. Not sure why. Heard the newspaper hit the driveway at 5:52am. Will try and get back to sleep in a minute. … How does one measure an anniversary? From the first time you meet? The first date? The first kiss? The first time… you walk her dog together? The first ... [More]
I’m now fully equipped with cloth supermarket bags, and indeed have been upgrading to the new improved green ones, which keep their shape when the checkout chick/bloke plonks them down to start packing, making everything faster than fiddling with the soft cloth ones. But my use of cloth supermarket bags has been so wildly successful ... [More]
I’ve listened to a lot of crap music in my time, some self-inflicted, some through no choice of my own. Loud walkmans, car radios, in shops, hold music, public spaces… it can come from anywhere. The other night reading Kathryn’s blog I read an entry where she mentioned Bon Jovi. I left an off-the-cuff jokey ... [More]