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Happy Australia Day!We went on a special expotition this morning to the State Library of New South Wales to see the "Magic Pudding" exhibit that's currently running. For those who haven't heard of it - and I certainly hadn't before I moved here - The Magic Pudding is an Australian children's book written in 1917 about a magical pudding (i.e. baked dessert) that you can eat and eat but it never gets smaller. Oh, and he walks and talks and prefers to be called "Albert." He's owned by a sailor, a penguin, and a koala, and the band of pudd'n owners are beset by pudd'n thieves at every turn. It's all food and fighting, which apparently the author (famous artist Norman Lindsay) thought were the things children most related to. (He's right.) Snookums read it to me over several nights, and I was laughing my head off the whole time. Anyway, the exhibit is of several large watercolours that Lindsay painted of the characters. There are also a few puppets that were created for a famous travelling show based on the book, and a video presentation about the puppets runs on repeat. I absolutely loved the paintings, and I bought a few postcards and a poster. (I have grand plans to knit the pudd'n someday.) We also checked out the other exhibit that's running: "Bondi Jitterbug". It's a collection of photos taken on Bondi Beach in the 30's and 40's. The neatest ones are of "beachobatics," super fit gymnasts and athletes doing acrobatic poses on the beach. Those of you who like stunning B&W photos of half-naked muscle men (*cough* Andrew!) would do well to get over there before it closes. ![]() I love pictures you stick your head through. They had a special setup for this one, where you could hit a button to take a digital photo and email it to yourself. The other one is of a knitter(!) balancing a guy on her back on the beach.
Oscar Contest 2009The Seventh Annual Web-Goddess Oscar Contest is now open for entry! This year's winner will take home a one-of-a-kind pair of Batman and Joker sock monkeys. (I almost didn't do them because it seemed too obvious, but I also couldn't resist the opportunity to make my second Heath Ledger tribute monkey.) I have to say, the Joker monkey is without a doubt the most DISTURBING sock creation of all time. He features hand-hooked green hair, a green waistcoat, a purple duster, and a SUPER-CREEPY painted face. Batman features a utility belt, a bat crest on his chest, his bat mask/helmet, and a long black cape. You could act out your favorite scenes from the movie... or slash fiction! Up to you. More photos and details after the jump. Now go enter! [more...] Sunday, January 25, 2009 Saturday, January 24, 2009
Me: Awesome! Best of Booty is out! (whips out iPhone) Snook: You're putting it on your To Do list? "Today: Procure booty." Me: "Procure booty" sounds like it should be on a pirate's To Do list. Snook: Well, it's always on my daily list...
Friday, January 23, 2009
Edited to add: Durrrr. I just realized that several of you are already following me - though I have no idea why! - so I just added you. Thursday, January 22, 2009
Petey Update: He's doing good, our little kitten. He and Amy still aren't good friends yet, more like co-workers who get along. The friendliest they get is when they wake up every morning at 5:30 and chase each other up and down the length of the house. Last night I startled Petey in the kitchen and he spilled his dish of kibble everywhere, and I swear Amy looked at me and actually rolled her eyes. He was a little weird on the weekend, hiding under the bed most of the day on Sunday. We think it was because we had people over Saturday night and that freaked him out a little bit. We had a hell of a time catching him to take him to the vet on Monday. (Picture two grown humans barricaded in a bedroom both crawling around under a bed trying to drag out a pissed-off cat.) We eventually got him there, and he got checked out and had his second kitten shot. The vet also turned him over and had a look at the family jewels. "My, he's got big testicles for his age!" she said. "That's probably why he's so mischievous." Uh-huh. He won't have 'em much longer! Anyway, I was prepared for him to have a bad reaction to the shot (as Miss Fee reported that his brothers did), but he was fine. He's adjusted to indoor life pretty well, and he hasn't tried to escape at all. And look! I put his favorite towel on the new IKEA cat bed and he actually feel asleep on it!![]() The nominees will be announced in about fourteen hours. The contest will start this weekend, once I put the finishing touches on the prizes. (Yes, I said "prizes" as in plural. You can no doubt guess where I'm going with this.)
"I wish [girls] wouldn't take their chubbiness as a negative thing. There are tons of girls out there who are chubby and attractive, so they should regard them as role models."Viva la chubby!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009 Today's boxing circuit session wasn't nearly as bad as the first. I forced myself to eat a granola bar an hour beforehand, which may have helped alleviate any dizziness. I even managed the squats-while-balancing trick! The only thing I really sucked at was the final abdominal workout. Spudds told me to check out the nutrition guidelines on his site (summary: fewer carbs, more protein, yada yada yada), and to consider coming in for a second session each week. Twice a week? Scary.
Congratulations, Mr. President. You have my axe!I'm going to start using "And my axe!" whenever anybody asks for help with something. Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Update: Correction! Helen had mistranslated the article. It's actually Sydney's top 15 ramen DISHES. The text about each dish has been added to the article. Monday, January 19, 2009
"Can you please advise WHY the 461, 480, and 483 buses no longer travel on to the Domain? ... I looked it up on the site and I can see the notice. Are there any plans to reinstate the route? Why extend it for such a short period of time, print it on all the bus stop signage, and then stop service??"I finally got a reply back today. "These services have been temporarily curtailed from going to THE DOMAIN due to a safety concern by the bus union. They will terminate at Town /Hall. Sydney Buses is attempting to resolve this matter as soon as possible. We apologise for the inconvenience."Interestingly, this all but confirms the rumour I heard over the weekend that the drivers were complaining about junkies hassling them on College Street. But hello, all the Eastern Suburbs buses go that way too! Why the sudden safety concerns for drivers just on these three lines? It's really annoying.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Moorgate Street Macadamia!Last Monday I headed over to Michael's to pick up our veggie box and we got to talking about the neighborhood's "food for the future" plan. There are lots of new fruit trees and vegetables and herbs over near Myrtle Street, but so far none over on Moorgate. Michael mentioned that he still had a macadamia tree that needed planting, and did I know of a spot? That night I sent him a photo of this bare spot in the sidewalk, where a previous tree had been damaged and dug up by the Council. "Perfect," he said. "Come by Friday night and we'll plant your tree." So we did! He and I set to work with shovels and a pickaxe. ("Wow, so the Council gives you permission to bust up the footpath if necessary?" "Um... Let's just be quick about it.") We actually met like half a dozen neighbours in the course of the planting, all of whom thought it was a great idea and pledged to help with watering. Michael let me do the honours of actually planting the macadamia. He suggested we should add some more plants and perhaps a sign to make it look planned and cared for, which should hopefully reduce the chance of somebody vandalizing it. Today, the Snook and I added mint and parsley near the base along with a sign that I painted. ("FREE HERBS - Please leave some 4 others... and help water!") I think it looks really cute! I hope the rest of the street likes it. Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009 Update: Damn. The Snook and I stood for twenty minutes outside in 90-degree heat waiting for Kings Comics to open this morning, only to be told that all the special Obama cover variant issues had already been pre-sold to their standing order customers. Apparently Marvel will be doing a second printing next week that all have the special cover. So I've got to wait.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Earlier this week an email went around the office announcing that the weekly gym sessions would be starting up again. Huh? It turns out that the company pays for an employee circuit training session every Wednesday afternoon at a local boxing gym around the corner. Neat! Not wanting to be the conspicuously absent new girl, I packed my gym gear this morning and tried to look like I knew what I was doing. At 1:15 about half a dozen of us walked over to Spudds Gym on Crown Street. It's a tiny terrace that has been converted into a WORKSHOP OF HORROR. "Spudds" (aka Mark Carroll) is the proprietor, and I soon found out that he was a former Rugby League star (and afterwards bodyguard to Russell Crowe!). Spudds started me on a bike in the "hot room." This tiny room at the back of the gym actually had heaters running to make you sweat MORE. Every couple of minutes we rotated through the equipment, each of us eventually taking a turn in the ring throwing punches at Spudds's pads. Then we had to run around the block. Then we had to do it all AGAIN. By this point I was feeling... not great. Yeah, I'm not in peak shape at the moment, but even when I was my abilities were better suited to endurance than short bursts of power. So when we started the third circuit, I hit a wall. I was supposed to be doing squats with weights in my arms while balancing precariously on half a medicine ball. (No, really.) Suddenly my legs started shaking, and I felt like I was going to faint or puke or cry (or all three). I grabbed my water bottle and waved at Spudds. "Need... air..." I gasped. I stumbled out the door and down the street towards the East Sydney Hotel. I really felt awful, dizzy and shaky. I knew I should walk but I just couldn't. I sank to the pavement and leaned back against the hotel wall. I sipped my water and tried to get my breathing back. A few minutes later, the fog finally lifted and I could think straight again. I walked back to the gym and offered an apology to Spudds. "Hey," he said, "you're doin' great! Now give me a 100 sit-ups." So I pulled out my mat, sat myself down, and did the best I could. I guess that's the best you can offer, right? It'll be easier next week.
Oh good grief. "Knitted graffiti" is in the news again. I noticed a few months ago that somebody was putting it up on poles around Newtown. Look, I thought it was an amusing idea like FIVE YEARS AGO when I first heard of it. But "growing global movement"? Sorry, SMH. FAIL. I bet there have been maybe a dozen people in the entire world who have actually done this in any systematic or legitimate fashion. The rest are just imitating something they saw on the Internet in the hopes people will think they're creative and kooky. (Sorta like the whole "zombie flash mob" thing, which I am similarly bored with. Do I sound annoyed enough? Come on, it's Hump Day.) Anyway, I also think I may have actually contributed to this article. There was a journalist at the TC SnB a few weeks ago, and he asked offhand about knitted graffiti. I tried to impress upon him how NOT A MOVEMENT the whole thing was, but he was not to be swayed. So I gave him Miss Helen's contact information, knowing that if anybody knew the identify of Newtown's "tagger," she probably would. So really, if I'm irritated by the story I only have myself to blame. Hilariously, several different non-knitters sent me that link this morning. It's like they think of me as the official spokesperson for the wacky world of non-traditional knitters.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
As I was walking over to get the car last night, I noticed a couple people setting up a piano in the middle of Chippendale's Peace Park. "What's all this about?" I asked. They said it was part of the Festival, and that there were 20 "street pianos" being installed all over the city. I wondered aloud what they would do if it rained. Six hours later I found out, as I was returning the car to Myrtle Street in the aftermath of a loud thunderstorm. As I walked back to the house, I could hear music playing. When I got close I could see that some kind soul had thrown a large tarp over the piano, and had then crawled underneath to play a little night music. "Now there's something you don't see every day..." (There's a photo on the site of the Chippo piano. They've since moved it onto the grass beneath a tree.) Update: It sounds like they're going to lock it at night to keep drunks from pounding on it at 2am. Good call. Sunday, January 11, 2009
The amazing new three-piece "Blue Midgets" played an impromptu set in the Barkers' lounge room this afternoon. That's Gadgetgirl on vocals, Yankinoz on the bass, and the Snook on lead guitar. (Yeah. We bought another guitar. Like I said, we're obsessed.) ![]()
I wanted to figure out an easy, secure, and free(!) way to sync my Google Calendar to my iPhone. (I know it's now built into iCal, but that's only if you're using OS X 10.5, which I'm not.) This morning I found GCALDaemon, and I quickly had that up and running. It's pretty neat! It provides two way syncing between my Google calendars and iCal, and the iPhone then of course syncs to iCal. So it's perhaps not the most elegant solution, but it'll do the trick until we finally upgrade to 10.5. (And yeah, I could've just used Safari to access Google's mobile calendar site, but where's the fun in that?)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
For those that have one, any good app recommendations? I've got Facebook, RTM, and AroundMe. What else is good? Any usage hints or tips? Friday, January 9, 2009
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009
This past Friday, one of the arguments that the girls were giving me for Twilight's suckitude was that "Lost Boys was so much better!" Really? Because all I remember was Kiefer dangling from a bridge with his lame vampire gang, Dianne Wiest being super stupid and annoying, Corey Feldman having a ridiculous accent, that weird song with the chanting children, and that scene where Corey Haim is singing in the bathtub and his dog saves him from being eaten by a scenery-chewing Jason Patric. And those are hardly Cinematic Highlights For the Ages. Anyway, we may have to put it to the test considering that Popcorn Taxi is screening Lost Boys with a Corey Feldman Q&A on January 21st. (Good grief. Do you realize that movie is 21-YEARS-OLD??)
Monday, January 5, 2009 Sunday, January 4, 2009
Web-goddess is now officially eight-years-old. Good grief. Have I really been doing it that long? Lately I've been spending a lot of time on Facebook, and it's been weird to see how many of my high school and college classmates have kids now. I guess - for better or worse - this blog is my baby. This is what I have to show for the past eight years. Each anniversary has become sort of a special point of reflection for me, when I can look back over the highlights of the past twelve months. As usual, I've compiled some fun statistics to celebrate. (Previously: 2008, 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004, 2003.)
Okay then, what's for 2009? I'd like to keep up my running and improve my half-marathon time, with a goal towards running a full marathon in 2010. Towards that end, I need to drop about 10kg. I'd like to take a few more steps down the path towards becoming a full-time Business Analyst. I'd like to win a blue ribbon at the Easter Show. I'd like to do some volunteer work. Here's to a great year, everybody! Saturday, January 3, 2009
![]() This week Petey saw the vet and got his microchip inserted, which means he's officially OURS. (Snookums insisted I register his name as "Professor Death," which was slightly embarrassing.) He's already much healthier than he was three weeks ago! His coat is getting shiny, and he looks a lot less starved. The huge improvement has been in his sociability. He's gone from being very nervous and skittish to being incredibly affectionate and sweet. He loves to be petted and scratched. He's even letting us hold him and pick him up! We kept him sequestered in the laundry room for the first few days, but we soon gave in and let him have the run of the house. It's been hilarious watching his interactions with Amy. Since he's too small to be a threat, her main reaction seems to be one of SUPREME EFFING ANNOYANCE. He keeps trying to make friends, and she mostly rebuffs him and stomps away. I nearly made her head explode last night when I put down a big bowl of kitten milk, and she was torn between the urge to flee and the greedy desire to slurp it up beside him like the little piggy that she is. (Her pride won out. She gave me a dirty look and slunk away like a sullen teenager.) Progress is happening though. I've seen them touch noses once or twice, and the past two mornings we've woken to the sounds of cats chasing each other up and down the house. (Which is awesome, considering that one of the main reasons we wanted another cat was to give her exercise.) He's just this stubborn little brother, wearing down her resistance. Yesterday morning she was lying on the floor in my office when he crept in and stretched out beside her. I immediately snapped a photo before she remembered that she hates him. Score one for Petey! Friday, January 2, 2009
Today myself and four other ladies-who-shall-not-be-named (though three of them are bloggers and you could probably guess!) slunk into Hoyts Broadway to finally see the awesomeness that is Twilight. I was the only one that had read the book, so they were all coming to it fresh (other than certain details - LIKE SPARKLINESS - that I may have let slip). Anyway, I was pretty much prepared for it to fully suck... and it kinda did. There were a lot of cringeworthy moments, like the whole biology class scene and Jasper's horrendous facial expression and Volchok's scenery-chewing. And it didn't help that one of our group was pissing herself with laughter through all the intense romantic scenes. But at the same time... I also kinda LOVED IT. I know, I know! Yes, the silly hair, the brooding glances, the ridiculous special effects, all of it. It was just ridiculous cheesy teenage melodrama, you know? But so's opera, really, and sometimes I like that stuff. And hey, some reviewers thought it was good! I don't need to be ashamed for enjoying it... right? (I know. I suck.) Thursday, January 1, 2009
Okay, I've had a little sleep so hopefully I can stop ALL-CAPS SHOUTING now. (Sorry about that.) The SMH has posted their official fireworks photos, which focuses on the Bridge and probably looks like the bits you saw on TV. Our view was from a roof in Pyrmont, which meant that while we couldn't see the Bridge itself, we got to watch the fireworks exploding from six different locations. And we were pretty much level with them, which was exciting. Here's the video I shot. (The music is from the party. The spots where it goes dark are where I'm trying to focus on my fellow partygoers, but my little camera just couldn't make them out.) Thanks again to Tim for inviting us!
Also, when we got home, we discovered that Petey had thrown up ON OUR BED. Poor little guy. |
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