Twelve years ago a bloke in Sydney and I conspired on a cartoon about the last Gulf War. It seems timely to dig it out again now.
The weekend of living dangerously
The theme of the clash of western vs. (other) culture continued for me on Sunday night when I watched The Year Of Living Dangerously on DVD. Why this movie? Well, because it turns out that my Dad knows the author, Christopher Koch. And (wait for this) Koch apparently admitted when it was pointed out to ... [More]
The war entry
As I think about world events, and look through my diary entries for this month, it occurs to me how self-absorbed I might seem. This is not really the case – at least I hope it isn’t, though I’m not about to use this an excuse to launch into a 3000 word study on how ... [More]
Portent of doom
Age Green Guide, 20/3/2003. Why is it whenever I get hooked on a show, they take it off air? (The Sopranos finished this week, too) If ever a portent of doom from the impending war appeared, it was yesterday’s weather around Victoria. Bymid afternoon a huge duststorm blanketed much of the state, providing an almost ... [More]
The anticool
Well I told all the people at the blog meetup tonight that I’d post this. So I’d better do so. A message to the bloke sitting opposite me on the train this morning: Hey mate, you may find it effortless to look terminally cool sitting there, but it all went out the window when you ... [More]
I’m not feeling too crash hot today. The soreness from Saturday’s walk has just about worn off (and leaves me thinking that in future more regular, gentler exercise is needed to gear up for such a full-on experience). But it’s mostly the remnants of last night. There’s two reasons one might be clutching their stomach, ... [More]
Up and down mountains
I woke up yesterday morning to find that only half the newspaper had arrived. The newsagent lady said that they’ve had other sightings of the newspaper thief prime suspect. I really must get my film developed and hand over the photo. Anyway I met up with Josh and Pete and we drove to a spot ... [More]
Every once in a while I’ll read something that speaks volumes to me. This excerpt is from Ben Elton’s "Blast From The Past", which I’m reading at the moment: Every golden generation, every fresh-faced group of friends, must statistically contain those who will fall prey to the sad clichés of life. The things they never ... [More]
Fun for the whole Family
An interesting dream last night. One of my ex-girlfriends (which one I don’t know, the dream didn’t reveal it) turned out to be related to one ofthe Sopranos, but it was like the Sopranos set in Melbourne. The cops were closing in fast on her, and she’d decided to skip the country, to move to ... [More]
Soaking up Moomba
Last night, after lazing much of Saturday, I headed into the city to soak up some Moomba atmosphere. Okay, so I really only got off my arse to go in because of the freeWhitlams andPaul Kelly concerts, but any excuse will do. Neither disappointed. I haven’t seen The Whitlams play before. When I first saw ... [More]
On Thursday night I went through the small pile of stuff from the insurance people. Most of them were bills for the one amount, the last couple with increasingly desperate and/or threatening sounding cover letters. The last one was for $110, and claimed that debt recovery procedures were about to commence. I finally paid their ... [More]
I discovered today that the block of flats I rent in is up for sale, by way of that most subtle of indicators, a "For Sale" sign nailed onto the front garden wall. The damn landlady must have been planning this for a while, as I seem to recall a month or two back spotting ... [More]