I got a Chromecast the other day. It’s a little thing that I plug into the back of the telly so that I can send videos from the phone or tablet to be viewed on the big screen. Both phone and tablet screens are just too small to be comfortable to watch anything on. The laptop is just bearable but this new thing works good. Now at dinner time, instead of reruns of M.A.S.H. I can watch a 10hour train journey through Norway from the front of a loco.
Last Saturday was Pakofest. Here is a foto of my bruddas and sistas of the Karen community in Geelong. The parade was okay except there was a couple of big gaps in it and because I was not near a loud speaker I thought it was over so strolled off after only two-thirds had gone by. I did manage to bump into some of the last parts again but I don’t know what was going on with the float co-ordination.
Also whatever sliver of tolerance I had for being stuck in crowded throngs is presently gone.
We headed out for a couple of days – it’s always nice to go further west past the Cressy turn-off. It’s hard to not stop at Mortlake for a pie. (above: Mortlake)
I would’ve mentioned the travels earlier but there was not that much special to say. Stayed at Dunkeld one night. A partially successful attempt at seeing a mob of kangaroos at the Dunkeld Consolidated school’s oval. Drove through the Grampians. Stopped at Lake Bellfield.
Stopped at Hall’s Gap, which I found to be surprisingly touristy. Stayed a night in Stawell. There’s a couple of nice old buildings there but otherwise seems fairly unremarkable.
I remember in grade five at primary school for a while the teacher had us doing a project where we’d go outside for a minute each day at three o’clock and record the names of what clouds we could see. So I did know the names of different kinds of clouds at one stage but I suppose I forgot them.
Yes, so we here in Geelong got a bit of rain yesterday. Thankfully nothing really disastrous at home but it was another reminder of how houses in most of victoria are built fairly lackadaisically due to the relatively mild temperatures year-round.
The backyard flooded a bit but it soon soaked in.
And the Charu started freaking out when hail was hitting the back door and window. I opened to the door to show her it was just rain, but plenty of it. I expected she’d understand and back up inside but instead she ran out and disappeared for a while. When she came back she looked like a drowned water rat.
Last week I finished my first term of proper teaching and getting paid for it. Not paid much mind you but it was all pretty stress-free and relatively enjoyable. Back in Korea most of the time I had to cajole the students into being interested in learning the Englishes. But if you live here and don’t know the language you know it as soon as you get to the bus stop.
My class was about half Aghan, half Karen-burmese and two Tibetan guys.
In other news, Big Bash League cricket: making cricket watchable again.
Considering I’ve been paying to have this blog hosted on the internet this last 12 months I really should be making better use of it. At this rate it’d be working out to 3 or 4 dollars per post—not good mileage at all.
Dick Laurent is dead
And by that I mean rest in peace Robert Loggia. I know he was typecast as a mobster baddie but he did it pretty well. My favourite part of Lynch’s Lost Highway :
It’s strange to think that next year both Twin Peaks and The X Files will be returning to TV.
Well it’s only been a month since my last post. Not bad considering how busy I have been getting through the end of study while working at the same time. My procrastination is pathological in proportions! And I spend time thinking about it and at this point I think it has to do with how I don’t seem to feel any sense of satisfaction when I finish something big. Normal people I imagine would pat themselves on the back or celebrate in some small way but I tend to just feel flat and a bit tired.
I do really enjoy the feeling of having the whole day open—nothing to do—and then squandering it doing absolute bullshit. I think I enjoy knowing there’s a bunch of things I still need/want to do, and could potentially get around to doing them tomorrow.
I don’t remember this tree flowering as much as this, this time last year.
I do like mornings this time of year when the weather’s on the upramp and there’s a bit of humidity in the air. I really should spend more time in the backyard.
My itunes music subscription trial is about to expire. That was a quick three months. I won’t be continuing with it. It was kind of cool but I didn’t use it enough to warrant the cost. I did listen to some new stuff but there’s only so much, only a little, new stuff I can consume before wanting to circle back and listen again so that I can get some kind of perspective on it.
I kind of missed out on the whole White Stripes/Jack White emergence and only listened to a couple of those albums now—and he does have a catchy guitar style going. The Dead Weather is good too, with White on drums. They just put out an album: it sounds like Hollywood action movie soundtracks.
I came across the rack of images that were sent off into space on the Voyager space craft. They have a great 70s retro feel and I particularly like this one above which I would informally title, “Food Party!”
Looking through the images I notice the lack of war/conflict photos and how that sits with the interestingly worded statement by the then World President Jimmy Carter—basically saying ‘we hope we can work our shit out and join you’. You’d think they would have at least included a photo of a mushroom cloud.
I am presently watching Breaking Bad. I held off for this long because I wasn’t interested in watching a TV show glamourising crystal meth, and I still don’t like the way it’s portrayed – use of it seems way too casual. In the second season it’s showing heroin use as being more addictive than meth use which seems wrong to me. Although it is a fairly well written show. I guess I’m fairly critical of it because it so hyped when it was running. I don’t know if using different coloured clothes to symbolise different states of mind of walter white qualifies it as the best tv show of the decade.
I still prefer watching stuff where I’m not expecting much and it delivers more. Like, thru the winter, revisiting The Professionals, which was on when I was a kid. British TV shows like this have such a sense of understatement.
I didn’t take any screenshots because I was watching and didn’t want to interrupt myself but I did note things which would’ve been good screenshots. Use your imagination.
Gordon Jackson as Cowley – the original hardarse boss, especially in the 1st season. He only got one episode about him – I guess he was too old and unsexy for the audience—great actor though.
Lewis Collins as Bodie – Collins was basically playing a Daniel Craig-class Bond character in an era when all we had was a discoball Bond. RIP.
The version of the series I found on the great river that is the internet was from the original prints which had aged and yellowed, making London look pretty crusty. But I like it and apparently the remastered dvds look bad.
I.E. doing the Miami Vice look before Miami Vice had even started. There’s no doubt Michael Mann saw The Professionals and was influenced by the triangular chief and two cop buddies format. Miami Vice had a lot more noir-ish baddies-get-killed endings than The Professionals but the connection is visible.
The essence of the understatement: CI5 cops have to drive budget but still sporty cars -> Ford Capri and Escort. Also being creative with budget; doing on-foot chases instead of with cars. Running through building sites, abandoned factories, across rooftops – 1970s parkour.
There was virtually no drop off in the quality of stories either. Season 5 finished and that was it. Nearly every other show I’ve watched that spanned more than three years I can’t remember how it ends up because I lose interest. Not so with The Professionals.
I’ve been so busy I haven’t even been able to get on here to say how busy I am. I also got a note in the mailbox saying a pet rabbit had been found somewhere on the block here last saturday night.
Been doing teaching placement i.e. working and not getting paid. But still interesting. Teaching the english overseas is like The Enterprise’s 5 year mission, teaching it here is like Deep Space Nine, where the action comes to you. Also busy studying and procrastinating about studying.