good grief

Have I really not posted since christmas? Surely there was a data leak and I lost a couple of posts.

Anyway, I have been meaning to say that it’d be good if someone made a website where you could review things you’ve bought — six months after you’d bought them because by then you really know what it’s like. Most things you buy online you can leave a review on the business’ website but only two weeks after.

Also the whole thing of smart phones actually making life easier is going backwards. Now the companies focus on rubbish like making a better selfie or tuning your head into an emoji. How about (since you’re already tracking my every movement, Google, et al) letting me know there’s a massive traffic jam on my usual route to work before I start out on my predictable Tuesday morning journey.


Well I just missed posting before christmas but here I really like this youtoob channel of christmas albums:

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My nanny (maternal grandmother) had this one on LP and I eventually inherited it. Look at that photo of Barbara Streisand.

And here is a mini-review of “youtube red”. It’s a subscription service that youtube offers, its only benefit being that when you phone’s screen darkens, the youtube stream keeps playking, so if you’re listening to an album in the car, for example, it keeps going. Youtube must  be tripping if they think anyone would pay 15 dollars a month for this. I used a three month free trial. Nearly all music uploaded to youtube is done without the artist’s permission, so they get nothing.  The only time when I think it’s okay is like the example above – an old album that probably isn’t even on official streaming services like apple music, let alone available to buy outright.


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Got out to Red Rock Christmas eve morning. I really like that part of the world. I feel the ancientness.

Here’s why Doug DeMuro should have his own TV show


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Because he has the same boyish, wide-eyed enthusiasm for car journalism that the 3 ex-Top Gear presenters used to have… back when the were _good_ (circa early 2000s). Also it’d help if Doug had someone to hold the camera for him, and to suggest different ordering of shots.

And that’s where I was going to end it when I first thought about writing this post 3 months ago. But then again, maybe he’s doing fine on Youtube with no one to tell him what to do, and making plenty of dosh from internet ads.

about a new tv and some things on tv

I got a new TV. It’s an LG 4K dealy. It’s taking a while to get used to how it makes things look different. I’ve had this situation before, where the tech has got ahead of the performances transmitted through the tech. For eg. a couple of years ago I decided to watch the start episode of NCIS New Orleans. It had a couple of actors in it that I liked plus it’s an interesting city. For about the first 8 episodes of season one it was amusing how predictable the plots were. I could guess who the villain was. But then episodes got better and the plot arcs got longer. It’s the only show I can compare how it looked on the old tv and now on the new. It looks strange now. I can see how they’re just a bunch of actors standing on a set. The details are too clear.

We just finished watching the second season of The Man In The High Castle. One of the rare shows that has a complex storyline. As a sign of how life is changing, independently of eachother Je and I both admitted that we now identified with the Nazi parents, obergruppenfuhrer Smith and his wife (as opposed to identifying with younger people or whatever).

Lastly, it seems that everyone in the whole world except me politely ignored this little travesty from last Saturday’s AFL Grand Final, Dustin Martin giving a nazi salute. I don’t know if it was meant as a joke but it’s in poor taste.

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the traveller

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I found this picture on a clothes shopping website. I like it because it reminded me of viggo mortensen in the movie _The Road_. The beard and the jawline I guess. And the hood. This guy looks like he’s hiding from rabid cannibals — that’s why he’s crouched down and I suppose he’s on that clay tennis court because he’s scrounging for food…? Or tennis balls.

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And then, two times now Aldi has sent me this image in their email newsletter catalogue. WHAT THE FUCK? pixelated genitalia on a ‘gummi bear’? The naked form of a candied bear is a beautiful thing, Aldi, not something to be looking askance to.

Man being a parent is hard work. Sleep deprivation has taken on a meaning deeper by magnitudes. I can remember back working in Korea and at times I would wake up and the first thing I would think is Oh I’m tired and as soon as I’ve finished my shift I’m coming straight back to bed. Now, I don’t know if it’s because I know that such luxury is not an option, or if it’s something else but I just zombie on through the day with a lot less sleep, but probably more caffeine.

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And he just wants to go. I sit him on the front porch and he’s down and off towards the footpath as soon as he can get there. I don’t understand it – where does he think he’s going?

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Blinkin Park

If majority means more than half then I’ve lived the majority of the last 20 years in geelong west. And a week ago I moved out of there. It was good being a bit closer to the middle of town and being able to walk 5 mins to a good fruit & veg shop but the feel of Pako street has changed a lot since when I first started walking up and down it.

Anyway while the new place is in a slightly more distant orbit, the house itself is way better. I hadn’t realised how used to the draftiness I had become. We really should’ve got out of there 18 months ago. It’s hard to think of a single point on how the last place was better than this one, except perhaps that the shower will be less convenient to clean here due to the tiles. Large north facing windows at the front are fantastic. Despite the rent being more here we’ll probably save money due to not using a heater 24/7.

plinking away

I know I haven’t been blogging here much lately and it’s not because odd little things haven’t been popping into mind that I thought worth mentioning but because of what you see here:

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Not yet one year old and already hacking away. I leave his room with the door open to go wash something in the kitchen. Ten seconds later this is where I find him. He’s opened 20 new windows on Chrome and is typing weird symbols into the searchbar.


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  • This is a patent for magnetic baby food and a magnetic  spoon for baby. Done.
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  • The funniest show on “TV” at the moment is Last Week Tonight with John Oliver. I say “TV” because it is actually on TV, but just not in Australia which is disappointing because as I say is it does provide a good chuckle each week not to mention an in-depth look at one topic. The most recent episode was on the recent British election and Brexit. No other media I’ve bothered to look at mentioned Lord Buckethead.

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sprayed my crocs

The standards are actually a respray. Did them in silver about 8 months back. Of course, paint won’t stay on rubber forever but the silver wore down into a grungy but not unpleasant grey. So the colours were chosen knowing the original rubber colour will partially come back through soon enough.

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White Bistros done with a base layer of Yardmaster Pennant Blue, MTN Hardcore Indigo Blue around the bottom and a speckling of spatty Sugar Giggles.


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The old standard black ones I did with Ironlak Soviet then a misting of Montana White Redblack.

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I wouldn’t call myself a hoarder but I do have trouble throwing things out or selling things that I think are worth something but which everyone else thinks are worthless.

Even this wrecked up cardboard box from the old FASA star trek rpg is difficult to let go of. Interesting how Leonard Nimoy is more often used as the singular iconic image from the original series, moreso than Bill Shatner.


Update on cats n’ mice: mousetrap activated, mice haven’t sprung it or been detected recently. Tabby cat may have learned lesson re territory after getting splashed; has not been seen recently. Charu back at work — brought a fresh rat to my bedside last night at 3am.