I’ve made a few changes to this website over this long weekend. If you’re interested in the details, geekishly or otherwise, read on.
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Billy Law, the photographer I wrote about the other day, has taken an excellent photograph of my partner ’Pong.
For a cranky old Catholic priest from Melbourne, Father Bob has a sense of humour that’s positively schoolboy. Scroll down for the Easter cartoon.
A wooden gate, a veranda flag, a discarded mattress — all have meaning in May Street, St Peters, Sydney. I took this photo on the way to a client’s office on Tuesday.
- Working from 0630 to 0200 is insane. Starting work again at 0730 is worse. But sometimes good clients deserve attention in a crisis.
- Other clients will always be annoying. They’re disorganised, want everything at the last minute, quibble about the cost and then take longer to pay than anyone else.
- Wynns Coonawarra Estate Shiraz 2005 is a very fine thing for dealing with 1 and 2 above. And they have one of the most elegant wine labels in the country.
Thank the gods, it’s a long weekend.
Exhausted. Long day. Dying server repaired. Annoying client’s website almost finished. Still wide awake. I’m afraid that blue LEDs are dangerous. Billy Law (who I wrote about the other day) did a cool photo of ’Pong. He’s good. A friend’s blog posting about Acid-Base Karaoke disappoints: not a great night out, just some thing for teaching chemistry to kids. At least my video of The KLF arrived from England. I have got to start work on my song idea. And I haven’t even written anything about David Hicks’ sentence or the NSW Election. At least Hugh MacLeod is more bitter than I am.
Reason, apart from being one of the 3 Virian Virtues, is supposedly a God-given gift which separates us from the dumb animals. So why do people like Chuck Missler here, working “in God’s name”, abandon Reason so comprehensively when spouting shit like this in support of “Intelligent Design”?
Their mistake, of course, is to use the fallacious argument of personal ignorance: “I’m too stupid to figure out how evolution by natural selection might work, therefore it can’t be true.”
If the Nazis ever return to power, I vote for these people being first into the cattle trucks.
Nice touch: The latest round of Australian Army recruitment posters were designed by the grunts themselves. This one isn’t the winner, but it’s my personal fave.
Author John Birmingham provided the pointer, and amongst the various daft comments from his feral fan base there’s a gem, explaining how the ads reveal the current self-image of the typical Australian soldier.
The SMH claims electricity consumption dropped 10.2% during Earth Hour, but Crikey reckons it’s just “mass hysteria” — in a subscriber-only story which I’ll now summarise for you.
Last night I experienced Dylan Moran’s solo stand-up show at the State Theatre. 90 minutes of superb observations from a bitter Irishman, highly recommended. This morning there’s still one of his images running through my head: “Zebras with crossbows fellating each other.” And I’m buggered if I can remember the context!
I haven’t seen the “official” writings about last night’s Earth Hour yet. I thought I’d record my personal reactions before absorbing the Sydney Morning Herald party line.
’Pong was booked for a photo shoot on William Street for stock agency Gekko Images. Apparently it’s the first time ever that the illuminated Coca-Cola sign in Kings Cross is being turned off. “Magnanimous gesture for humanity,” I think the headline should read. ‘World’s largest caffeine pusher ceases visually polluting one tiny bit of the planet for 3600 seconds.” Their share price plummets as we speak. The moment must be recorded for posterity.
So at sunset I find myself on a train, city-bound…
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