Thursday, December 29, 2005

cheesy whine

Oh dear, that last post sounded a tad whiny didn't it? sorry. My family has a long and distinguished history of gifts that ummm, errrr, well, to be honest, suck. I'd have been happy with a little gold lucky cat for 3.50. Oh wait, I did get that, I bought it for the kids to give me, after I realised my hints were for naught. heh.

Went down to Spotlight today to get some more shiny sparkly things to make the rest of the pens with. And a new pillow. I'm like the princess with the pea lately, except it's the pillow not the mattress.
I gave some old guy a thrill when he overheard my part of a conversation in the bedding section, " But I like sleeping with nothing on". His reaction cracked everybody around us up, we were talking about top sheets on the bed when it's so hot, not clothing. Geeez.

Bloody RoboSapiens. Who thought of a robot that throws more crap on the floor for me to pick up? Must have been a male. heh.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005


I got what I have lusted after for years as a Christmas present.

A fluoro lime green laundry basket.
Oh and a bonus gift of
a set of plastic storage containers and a bag of Christmas tree decorations.
Aren't I lucky?

Friday, December 23, 2005


I laughed my head off at this post, and some eejits have the hide to moan that he's boring. Which btw, would be the people on Santa's shite list as he's not boring at all. He's also been in my blog links for ages, so you can click through there if you want to go to his front page.
Well? wotchya still here for? shoo, go read Bill Sticker.
Walking the Streets: Mail from Santa!

Dear Troll baby, don't even bother to email me with your assinine comments about how saying HoHoHo or Merry Christmas is politically incorrect. Instead, take the time to consult your dictionary for the meaning of assinine. It will expand your mind. HoHoHo, Merrrry Christmas!

Bad to the Bone Bloggin' fool...

Ok, first off I have to say, it was my Gt Gt Uncle who was an activist/dissident, with his own file and stuff, me, I'm like a baby one compared to him. I only get in people's face if they step in my space, then I don my split personality cape [lucky I'm a gemini, hey?] and swat back. Just ask my mate the ex pollie. I think he's fishing in the Gulf now.
In my latest web wanderings, well, I didn't go far actually, it was in my logs today [so sue me, I'm lazy] I found a referral for a Cyveillance technorati search, they have their very own category! See what happens when you aren't upfront, people get curious, links are made, categories formed, and next thing you know you're blackholed & banned all over the world. I wonder what would happen if I posted a disclaimer saying I'm not a blogger but a splogger? heh.
They must be working on the theory that If you Blog, you are Bad! Blogger! and crawling from blog to blog in an effort to track down us Bad Bloggers who write about taboo subjects, like Robbie Williams.
Now, excuse me while I go adjust my mask.
Brownie, you better go get your whiskers groomed & sharpen your claws *g*

Technorati Search for:

For the stats baby:
Feelin' - Don't poke the grumpy bear
Hearin' - Dancing with tears in my eyes - Ultravox

Monday, December 19, 2005

What's next?

Honestly, in the last 3 months we've had so much drama in our street, it's unbelievable! Spiked tyres up and down the whole place [13 all up] they stole the top spikes of a neighbours fence to use & just to maximise the expense they spiked the walls of all of the tyres. Flying eggs all over the place, shopping carts hanging from street signs, Windscreens being smashed, front & back and even a hit'n'run with a parked vehicle.
Then this morning, Elvis and his friends captivated the whole neighbourhood. This afternoon as an encore, we had a brawl next door, lots of swearing and abuse, you get the picture. Cops turned up and took my name as a witness. They'd parked their cars outside our house, so it was a bit hard to ignore when they took it to our footpath as well.

Our street currently holds the record for the most entries in a single Neigbourhood Watch newsletter this year.

WTH happened to a lazy summer?

Dietary Advice

Bloody Hell! I lost 6 kg's in 3 days with this bug. Ewwwwww. I really don't recommend it as a diet though. Bet I'll put it back on in the next few daze. Ahhh, ham, cherries, watermelon!
Surgery Rescheduled for Febuary. Yeehaaa.

Weird goings on overhead today. 3 choppers in the sky, Ch 7, police and Elvis. Ch 7 must be doing a story on Elvis, he was doing skim runs with the water from the lake behind us. Looked pretty cool in close up action!
Bought everybody out around the neighbourhood for a gawk, free entertainment for the day. We all thought there must have been a major accident on Old Dandenong Rd until we saw Elvis zooming around dumping water & refilling.

Hmmm, maybe they should put Elvis to work up in Cronulla. Cool them all off. Although, I do like Crapping on about whatever I feel like's idea of water cannons filled with dye.

EDIT: NOT Elvis the singer, Elvis the fire fighting helicopter! Puhleeese, I am not quite that nuts yet.

Well, No rest for the wicked! LHAT.

Feelin' - Chirpy!
Hearin' - Advertising Space - Robbie Williams

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Oh dear, pass me a tissue

Yikes, I must really be sick or I'm getting old and mushy. Leo Sayer singing Happy Christmas at Carols on the Domain had me in tears.
I keep wondering what our little one's are going to grow up like, seeing all this hate in the world. Yes, every generation for a long time has grown up with some kind of conflict/racism happening, but I can't remember such open hatred here before.
Not happy, Jan.

The HOFF can sing. scary shit. Altho, the dramatic poses put me off a little. He must be from the dramatic pause school of music.
Here was me thinking the Hoff's Christmas cd email I got was yet another Hoff spoof. Obviously not.

Did you know Leo Sayer moved to Sydney and released a new cd? No? Me either. I do now though, after being told by the presenters every time they went to them. Ok, well not every time, but it seemed like it. Why don't they just give his home address out and be done with it. heh.

WTF? Nikki Webster straightened her hair. Ohhhh Noooooo, she doesn't look like her without her curly hair. Being a straight haired girl, who lusts after curls, it causes me severe heartburn when curly girls straighten their hair. Harumph.

Oooooh, spunky Italian guy alert!
Patrizio Buanne, I must admit I do have a soft spot in my soul for a crooner and he is apparently taking on Anthony Callea. Dunno about that, but he dresses like a Rat Packer, which is kinda cool.

Human Nature are back.
I think I better take a bex and have a nice lay down.

Feelin' - still slightly sick
Hearin' - Carols in the Domain

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Theatre Appt

No surgery tomorrow, I have Yoda's virus. So they can't do the gen anaesthetic, so it's being rescheuled.
Still can't go to Green Day though :-(

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Root planing by Quadrants

Mia [kidlet formerly known as BattleQueen 3] woke me from a nanny nap this arvo gibbering absolute rubbish and jumping up & down like a complete lunatic whilst simultaneously waving her mobile around like she was wielding a light sabre.
She's won VIP tickets to Channel V's 'What you Want' Kate DeAraugo's concert or words to that effect. I'm still trying to shove my heart back in my chest & retrieve my fingernails from the ceiling.
So, she's having a good weekend, on Saturday she goes to Green Day, yes, in the Idiot Zone, nothing like killing your hearing at an early age. The MOTH has to take her as I have a theatre appointment with a lovely man on Friday *g*
Ok, ok, I'm having day surgery with a dentist under a general anaesthetic, so I won't be a happy lil vegemite for a couple of days. Root Planing by Quadrant does not sound like it's going to be enjoyable. Well, not as much as if I was at a Green Day concert *sigh*

This should be good, I'll be moaned at for the next few years about him having to go. ROFL You thought I was joking about him only liking Pop Tart music, didn't you?

Hearin': Swallow my Pride - Ramones
Feelin': ripped off by the universe


I am not really a grammar or spelling nazi and don't like to correct people as a rule. But there's one word that seems to be everywhere I go lately and drives me utterly batshit. That would be the latest cool buzz word, 'Anyways'. Every time I see that word spoken or written I have to quell a near irresistible urge to put my hands around their neck. It's not cute or warmly folksy to me, it's just stupid.

It's ANYWAY. Adverbs cannot be plural. No Anyways about it.

In any way or manner whatever: Get the job done anyway you can.
In any case; at least: I don't know if it was lost or stolen; anyway, it's gone.
Nevertheless; regardless: It was raining but they played the game anyway. "

Monday, December 12, 2005

Just for shits'n'giggles

What makes Jetstar think that someone who is stupid enough to take a butane gas can on a plane, not only once, but TWICE is going to have $100,000- to reimburse them?

I'm also curious as to why the passengers luggage was not searched when they landed, BEFORE they put them on other planes. DUH. What was sposed to make me feel safe on a plane? Oh. Riiiight. Security screening processes. So,why do I have to take my shoes off if they don't check the luggage for all prohibited articles? Just for shits'n'giggles obviously.

Jetstar may sue man who grounded flight - Queensland - Breaking News 24/7 -

About the other major news today, Yobbo's the lot of them, both sides. Every. single. one.
Now the tourism board has their theme for next year's Essence of Australia campaign "Yobbo's R Us". The pollies also have their main diversionary tactic for the next 6 months to take the focus off the IR changes.

Ok, is it just me or is the general IQ level of the population dropping like a stone? Why would you be picking flowers at a zoo anyway? They must have run out of free plants at her local council. Silly woman.

Lion bites woman's fingertip off - Top stories - Breaking News 24/7 -

Vale Diane

My friend Diane died unexpectedly, I didn't go to her funeral as she lives in the US & by the time I got there, it would have been too late. After being ill for many months, she was diagnosed with cancer 4 days before she died.

I first met Diane in 1998 when I went to Los Angeles to see Lord of the Dance, we stood in queues for hours waiting to see the troupes dance at tapings of tv shows and then all met out the front of each show and intermissions to scope out empty seats closer to the stage. We were part of a group called Flatheads made up of Lord of the Dance fans from all over the world who congregated at the original site's guestbook. She and her daughter made special ID tags for all of us to wear, which took them ages with our names and tiny unicorns on them. I met several wonderful people who have become like family to me, Diane was one of them.

Diane and her family drove me to Vegas for 3 days, we saw Troupe 3 dance each night, hit the strip and crammed as much fun as we could into those 3 days. Her husband & son slept in my room, so the 3 of us could continue with the girl talk about the dancers until early morning. She made sure I was introduced to those she knew and teased me about being shy, yet travelling across the world by myself. Most of our real life and phone convo's consisted of Huh? and Pardon? due to the different accents. heh.

We also went to the Star Trek themed casino and she laughed herself silly when someone thought I was the actress who played Kira Nerys in Star Trek: Deep Space 9 and asked me for an autograph. Ever since then, she always called me Kira. She howled with laughter when the Klingon guys walked up behind me and didn't let on that they were there until one put his hand on my shoulder and growled something about evil humans. I must have jumped 10 ft in the air with fright, she thought it was hysterically funny.

We laughed at the tourists who held books up in front of naked statues outside Caesars palace and shrieked our heads off when we realised the guy next to us wasn't wearing a thick scarf but a Live snake. Diane introduced me to some disgusting concoction called a carpetbagger steak, it was her favourite food.

The last few years had been hard on her family, her husband was injured at work and had to retire, so Diane started freelance editing to help out financially, her daughter was injured while teaching dancing and developed CFS. She had trouble walking for a long time, but thought it was due to her back & leg, although she was often in pain, she rarely complained. She wasn't bitter at going through hard times though and her emails were always positive and happy mostly. She was truly one of the nicest people I have ever known.

I miss her heaps.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

I am not a Xerox machine...

I reckon after reading this latest story on the BBC site,
Bolshevik Brownie might be right about the knock on the door at midnight. They seem to be serious about this 'the internets is subversive to commerce and must be stopped at all costs' theory.
Good thing she's a feisty feline so they won't get her either. Having 9 lives probably comes in handy too.

Further to my visit from the cybercops the other day, I read a BBC article [linked below], which caused my eyeballs to perform dangerous gymnastic feats and shot my eyebrows through my hairline, which, is definitely not a good look for me btw. That's in addition to causing the crime of stupidest run-on sentence in history.

The way this crap is going though, you won't be able to even sing along to a favourite song in the shower or you'll get slapped with breach of copyright, fined & sent to stir for a few years. The Day the Music died, indeed.

Parents, if you hear your kids playing something over and over trying to work out the lyrics or work out the music for whatever instrument they play...
For they are evil and must be stopped before they cripple the music industry. They belong in jail. So sayeth the man. Yeah, I can see it now-:
"Wotchya in for dude?"
"Errrr, playing Smoke on the Water on my guitar with illegally obtained tabs I got by replaying the song a hundred times on my iPod. I made the mistake of writing them down & showin' me mates."

Better not step near a karaoke machine then, the text lyrics running along the bottom are probably illegal too and you'll get arrested. Forget drugs, the clubs will all be raided for illegal text activity. Although, in all honesty, a convincing argument could be made for shutting down karaoke nights at the best of times. heh.

Oooh, And what about all us evil bloggers who put the song title in each post? Or GASP, post the lyrics to a favourite song? Shit, better chuck us hardened criminals into jail as well.

Who's gonna fund the court system to handle the extra load and the extra jails that would be needed? Not the fat arse sitting behind the desk counting his pennies saved from the latest tax minimisation scheme, that's for sure.

ROFL, I guess this post is guaranteed to bring the cybercops back for a quick visit. While they're here, I'd like to point out to them that they are breaching MY copyright if they store any of my images.

and, no. Still no illegal music,lyrics or scores stored on my site.

Mr Keiser said he did not just want to shut websites and impose fines, saying if authorities can "throw in some jail time I think we'll be a little more effective".
BBC NEWS | Entertainment | Song sites face legal crackdown

Friday, December 09, 2005

Rock gathering

I have a headache. Why oh why do husbands try to *fix* things, which they broke *fixing* in the first place?

I. am. not. washing. clothes. by. hand.
nor down by the creek with a rock *rolls eyes*

I'd rather have an asset division and buy a new washing machine.

I am so mean. heh. I really do have a headache though, caused by being hunched over a lightboard all day, correcting and re-drawing light pencil lines. Husband is off to buy yet another belt for the machine.

Washing machine 2
Husband 0

Hearin' - Made in Heaven - Queen [ Ironic, huh? LOL]
Feelin' - cranky

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Art & Beer...

all in the same place! Seriously though, I have been to Broken Hill many times and it's a great place to go. The colours there are gorgeous.

But through some quirk of fate, Broken Hill and its surrounding towns have perhaps the highest concentration of artists in the nation.
Travel - Broken Hill - Australia - Creative space -


I noticed a weird hit in my stats today, from the company below. Strange type of company server to be wandering through my site, so I was curious enough to go see who they are & what they do. Apparently, writing Robbie Williams in a post recently is enough to draw the cyber cops to see if I am pirating music & storing it on my server.

What's really funny, is that a lot of bloggers do what I do, have the *current music playing* text list at the bottom of their posts. So, they're gonna be trawling the net for a lot of ghost entries with no music attached to them. Very efficient. I wonder if this is why they are trying to hit people with such huge fines, the amount of money they're paying for the dud hits?

Actually, no, I don't believe in ripping off artists trying to make a living. I think the artist has the right to make money from his/her work. I damn well expect to get paid for my work and don't appreciate someone else profiting from me without my agreeing to it. I've got kids to feed & music to buy.
So, while I may listen to the artists free streams from their sites, I buy the music. I'm still a tangible cd type of chick though, so I generally buy the cd and pay through the nose, even though I know the artist doesn't get a huge cut.
I did try Bigpond music, but don't like Win Media player due to problems I had with it, but I absolutely LOVE iTunes and will use that instead now it's here in Oz, I've already bought 3 back catalogue items I wanted.

So, the first link is to their official site, note to the boys, if you DON'T want someone to notice you trawling & blogging about it when bored, change the name. DUH.

Cyveillance Online Risk Monitoring and Management

Cyveillance Exposed

For the correct recording of statistics, I am
Hearin' : Electric Jesus - Adam Thompson [Yep, bought & paid for!]
Feelin' : creative

Monday, December 05, 2005

Toxic Culture: Paintings by Matthew Jackson, Elements Gallery 340 Hay Street Subiaco

One of my friends on LJ, Matthew Jackson just opened his exhibition called Toxic Culture. He also has a website MATTHEW JACKSON / artist
After watching this series grow over the last year, I have to congratulate a truly gifted artist on his successful exhibition. WTG Mate! Apart from being a great artist, he's a wonderful person and deserves this.

Read this review, go look at his work:

artwall: An independent site for art reviews.: Toxic Culture: Paintings by Matthew Jackson, Elements Gallery 340 Hay Street Subiaco

I just snorted coffee out my nose!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Do I miss this? errrr...

The bank, which has been holding workshops to show staff the "full potential" of their new corporate attire, was proud of the way its staff presented to the public, Mr Harley said in a statement.

Herald Sun: Bank sorry over grooming [05dec05]

Sunday, December 04, 2005

The artist as brand - Arts - Entertainment -

Good article on US artist, Barbara Kruger

I relate completely to this sentence, except I'm stuck in the chrysalis stage.

"My work as a designer morphed - with a great deal of change - into my job as an artist."

The artist as brand - Arts - Entertainment -

Friday's Feast

When do you feel impatient?
When I have an idea for a design or painting. It's gotta get OUT!

How many times in your life have you had a broken heart?

Name a book you would like to see made into a movie.
Battle Axe by Sara Douglass

Main Course
If you could thank one teacher for what they taught you, who would it be and what would you thank them for?

Bob, he taught me with great patience to gild and introduced me to Illuminated Manuscripts & books. I have alot of knowledge about a dying art thanks to his willingness to share and encouragement. He's also a kickass artist.

What is your favorite kind of pie?

Shephards pie

Friday's Feast - a buffet for your brain

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Energy Fiend ? Death by Caffeine


Energy Fiend ? Death by Caffeine: "After 124.57 cups of Brewed Coffee, you'd be pushing up daisies "

I'm alive, I'm alive!

Made it back alive, in one piece and only got lost once. Which bright spark put an Avalon airport exit sign next to the Melb Next Exit sign? Dipshits.

So, I got off onto the Western Ring Rd, then detoured back via Pascoevale Rd. Only screamed at the MOTH once over the phone, when he said he knew where I was, but didn't. He was already as pissed as a fart. So, some guy at the servo told me how to get back onto the Tullamarine Fwy because if I'd followed the inebriated one's instructions, I would have ended up in Wodonga.

The minute I got on the Monash freeway it started pouring and didn't stop until I got home again. Typical.

So, should be a piece of cake from now on! heh.
Then again, now I won't have an excuse NOT to pick someone up at the airport LOL

Friday, December 02, 2005

fish and fear

Argggggggggggh. I am going nuts. I can't quite get the right combo of colours for a celtic tropical reef image I'm working on.
Off to start again. This is like the 10th version of it I've done. Although, I can just about do the celtic knots in my sleep now ROFL and the little fishies are cuties. Good practice though! and I'm getting lots of of it! heh.

I'm also working on a 7 deadly sins image as a Christmas present for a friend, so I might switch to that one before I start foaming at the mouth.

After all that, I'm putting everything except the exhibition stuff online and my new logo is ready to go.
By Monday I swear, LHAT

I have to drive across Melbourne tonight to pick my Mum up from the airport, of course it's raining like crazy here *sigh* The MOTH is off on a boozey night at the mess, so I have no choice. Can you believe I drove in LA after a 14 hr flight, on the wrong side of the car, on the wrong side of the road in peak hour on freeways.

And I'm scared to drive across Melbourne by myself *rolls eyes at self*

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Breaking in the shower

I managed to get myself trapped in the shower for 30 mins today. It's a 3 door glass thingy and each of them move. In opposite directions and at funny angles as it turns out and not wide enough to make a space to squeeze out through. Even more so when you break the plastic hinges in desperation.
Of course, I didn't want to break it to get out, so I tried the Send hubby vibes thing, thinking he'd worry when I didn't turn up for lunch and come looking for me. Nope.

So, I ended up saying really bad things to the door, then being nice, then after the water ran cold, I pushed on it until the hinge broke and I could lift it out.

Get to the MOTH's place of employment and he's out the back having a brew with the boys! After he stopped laughing himself stupid at my expense and telling everyone,
He says he took off his wife vibe receiving antenna while he was working.
How rude.

Remind me to take out a bigger insurance policy on him as a Christmas present.