30 June 2008

May The Force Be With You

I was just ordered to put this on my blog.

In the words of the musician:

"Me playing Star Wars on the bagpipes while wearing a Darth Vader mask from Wal-Mart (Vader was framed, btw) and wearing a green Guinness T-shirt.

Does it get any more awesome than me? No, probably not."

It may or may not surprise you that I have harboured a secret ambition to learn to play the bagpipes for many years. My perfunctory research revealed that they are a surprisingly expensive instrument. It's just that whenever I see a marching band, I feel a pressing need to grab a sword and roar into battle. Therapy would be required to determine if this desire predates my viewing of Braveheart.

Speaking of going into battle, I greatly enjoyed the article Coming out fighting about Australia's Defence Minister, Joel Fitzgibbon.

28 June 2008

A Dictionary Too Far Away

I am in Adelaide with good company. One of the chief pleasures of the time I spend with my friends is words. It is not merely conversation, but lexical speculation which verges on bombastic. What does inchoate mean? Over dinner, we had a dad-off, with my father’s SMS reply beating a direct call to another. It is fair to say that the city of Canberra has an inchoate vibration, but is the character of Adelaide really chthonic? I think that is why I like living in Canberra now so much. Walking the streets of Adelaide, I can’t see myself living here again. Its inhabitants lack the pervasive aroma of bureaucracy that I have grown to love for one.

Cows are bovine, pigs are porcine, sheep are... ovine. As in, ‘Her actions portrayed an ovine acquiescence.’ Indeed. It is not every day that one gets to use the word panegyric either. (On reflection, speaking of myself in the third person is a foul habit I should not cultivate.) Luckily, my propensity to mispronounce obscure words provides seemingly endless amusement. The remedy advised was to always take my first instinct and then do the complete opposite.

My family is well. I bought a charming travel fragrance for mum, early birthday presents for my sister and a spectacularly sized chocolate fish for my brother. My father as always requires only kindness and respect.

Kung Fu Panda
is the best movie I have seen for years. Don't miss it!

"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." Master Shifu

Now playing: The Dresden Dolls - Delilah
via FoxyTunes

27 June 2008


Invariably we will be treated to the inane refrain of sad misguided fashion pundits: "The tie is dead."

I don't think so!

20 June 2008

the weather

Today's precis from the Bureau of Meteorology is:

"A little rain at times."

How whimsical. Anyone could look out the window and say that.

Why aren't you people studying meteors?

17 June 2008

Don't Forget to Vote

Seriously, I am reading Inventing a Nation by Gore Vidal at the moment. I have barely started it, but I already know that the Republicans are the kin of the Anti-Federalists, who favoured states' rights over a strong central government. It is under 200 pages, so I can soon tell you how it goes.

14 June 2008

I've Got The Power

I found the video below on Crikey. I have to say that Gore Vidal totally cracks me up. He is so righteous and sharp. Years ago, I tried to read his autobiography Palimpsest, but it was torture and I gave it up half way.

This week I discovered The Thick of It. I have always been a huge fan of Yes Minister and Yes Prime Minister. The Thick of It brings the leitmotif of these shows into a new century: the relationship between government, the public service and the people. The grand illusion of power. The Thick of It is brutal and brutally funny. Be warned that it is full of language that would make Gordon Ramsey blush.

Good Day Sunshine

I had a dream. Last night to be precise. It was long and complicated, but all that remains is the quantum of desire.

A box of promise, empty of fulfilment.

Come inside, I have exactly what you want.

Hang on, it’s empty.

Too late, it’s shut.

I know that is a little bit vague, hence the quantum.

Today was one of those days: when meditating is as natural as breathing, as natural as being, as natural as nature even. Entering into the heart of love I become the life of creation.

The first and the last
Message of life:
And you will never get.
-Sri Chinmoy

This sums up much of my experience. What a breath of release; it is a lesson that bears endless repeating. Gone the bitter draft of being, welcome the laughter-life of seeing.