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I rode a bike up Mount Hotham with 550-odd other similarly deluded people.
I get to spend the afternoon doing marking. So boring. In between marking I am watching episodes of The Dead Walking, which (up to episode 2) is very very good.
Local Greens branch Xmas BBQ. I supplied the beer, but the bloody gas bottle was nearly empty, and stopped pushing beer out after about 4 jugs (so I’ve brought most of the keg home).
With two grandsons living with us one 24,the other 16 both into computers, I have noticed neither of them watch TV its either on line games or DVD’s this despite the family in general being politcaly active. Is this unusual or the norm amoung the youth of today. Every where one looks the young have earphones on connected to some device, the older grandson glances
at the funnies and the letters to the editor plus the daily cartoon everything else ignored. No chance of these two being brainwashed by shock jocks or the MSM. Am I along in this situation
Absolutely the norm Bilko. I teach film and television. None of my students watch free to air tv. Its all DVDs, websites or VOD. To quote a friend; “it’s about watching stuff, on stuff, when you can be stuffed”.
Bilko, I think I’ve read (in newspapers, maybe) that TV execs fear they’ve lost 20-something males to video games, pr0n and DVDs, and won’t get them back, and that TV for 20-somethings is basically aimed at women. Certainly when I was in London the only people I knew who talked or cared about TV in this age group were women. Men were only interested in the internet and/or computer games, and if they watched tv shows it was in the form of downloads or dvds. Maybe they would tune in for the symptoms or an HBO special (if htey have cable).
So, completely normal.
I wrote over a thousand words about Don Dunstan’s pink shorts and have barely scratched the surface. So to speak.
DInr – go the keg
Rained on and off here all day.Need to exercise a bit .So I cleaned up this room a bit more .Recognised that I need to reread a few books on maths I have,and found my own understanding of old radio sets and general electrical electronic things have vastly improved,without that being organised into categories of knowledge and doing.I think that may of been due to the fact,the air blowing through the room has improved,whilst very cold,re-organisation has brought that result.A Book on Integers with the name Stephen Hawkings on it will be given priority if this rain pattern continues.Last month’s rain was above average here.
We continued the end-of-year search for new housemates. Three of six are leaving this year so we’re interviewing people and it’s kinda boring. Our ads are specific (we’ve learned): no meat, smoking or cars. We still get people replying who can’t do those three things. We have the usual “eco-friendly mature responsible” guff as well. But one today got really, really angry when I responded to her “but I have a car” email “Sorry, but we are looking for someone environmentally friendly”.
In other news, I biked round with the big bike trailer and helped Pat move the bed, couch and books today. I built a trailer specifically so that I can bike-move big furniture. Here’s a couple of photos of the trailer from other moves:
http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1A7DYHcZIBAjRyuSiVEe3A
http://www.flickr.com/photos/noaddedsugar9/4306417846/
Dr Cat – a highly commendable effort. But how many of those thousand-plus words were about Steele Hall’s role in DD’s couture? Would Dunstan have flown as close to the sun if he had been pitted against a lesser opposition leader?
And how did one small fishpond of a provincial city come to have two such notable political leaders?
Fascinated, the keg was full of beer of my own (but not one of my better efforts, if I’m honest). It’s back in the beer fridge and connected to the larger CO2 bottle again.
Funny, and yet apt, that you should ask, TFA; the answers are (a) Yes indeed, some of them, and (b) No, probably not. The elevation of Hall to the LCL leadership was one of the things that panicked the state ALP into replacing the 67-year-old Frank Walsh with the 41-year-old Dunstan as leader, and therefore Premier, in 1967. The power of television was involved. At 14, I was just starting to pay attention, and was impressed by the drama of two young and principled leaders slugging it out. They don’t make politicians like that any more.
For the answer to your final question, you will just have to buy the book. Bwahahahahahaha,
I don’t know that Hall had a lot to do with the couture qua couture, though. Is there something you’re not telling me? And if there is, could you please, erm, tell me?
Gosh, Dr Cat, I’d clean forgotten Frank Walsh. I’m a few years younger – I was 14 when George Duncan drowned – so Walsh predates my lived experience of local politics.
As much as I wish I had a juicy tidbit to offer regarding Hall & Dunstan’s dress sense, it was a throwaway line. OTOH there could have been substance to it. After all, Adelaide is the city where the unlikely never occurs, but the improbable is almost assured.
And ain’t that the truth… and as you say, what a spectacle it was (even if Dunstan shackled himself to the wrong side of the Chowilla-Dartmouth debate).
Spent most of Sunday stuffing myself at a Xmas function, because I’ve been really depressed over the last three days. I have had a nasty trojan horse virus on my PC, and it kept on freezing up. I feared I would lose all the movies and music I had downloaded over the years. When I got home this evening, I managed to open one of my virus blockers, and updated it. It flushed out over 90 little nasties from my machine, and now it’s running just fine and I feel a whole lot better thank you very much.
Fine & SG thanks for the info so I wll not worry too much they should end up almost normal.
I had a pizza for dinner on Sunday night at the new pizza bar that’s opened in Stanley Street Woolloongabba.
Spent most of the weekend reading Ron Chernow’s Washington. A Life. An excellent biography. Still reading it – its over 800 pages long.Visitors, Saturday afternoon.
Saturday night watched DVD of Beckett. (Peter O’Toole/Richard Burton.)
Sunday -Reading, + a little bit of note-taking from Washington bio. Watched Sunday night TV. Thought Bed of Roses was boring, enjoyed the Lennon stuff. Watched bits and pieces on the SBS’s.
Had lunch at a friend’s house and stayed until nearly 10.00pm listening to the rain and offering useless advice on how to tune in her new set top box.
For dessert, had a gi-normous serves of the most delicious, airy marshmallow brown sugar pav made by the other guest at our soiree accompanied by a bottle of Anita Goode’s delicious Wangolina Station Section 57 Riesling.
Scoffed another humungous serve for dinner/supper. Bloat to the nth degree.
@ Paul 17:
The pizzas there can’t be half as good or inexpensive as the ones at the pizzeria that has stood at the Woolloongabba end of Mowbray Terrace since at least the early 1980s.
Paul, I keep telling you that books will rot your brain. All you need to know about Washington can be learnt here.
On the moon, it’s always lunchtime!
Vale, Mr Squiggle.