Month: September 2007
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Sunday Papers
A friend and I were chatting about this over dinner the other week: that we love reading how the couples met, how they are planning to spend their honeymoons, and where they were planning to live. They’re such a barometer of society, and maybe even of the economy. I’ve noticed,…
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Diana
Often when you go to the opening night of an exhibition, there’s a bunch of hangers-on who’ll stand around quaffing the wine and consuming the canapes, but who pay very little attention to the exhibition itself. That was not the case at launch tonight of “Diana – A Celebration” at…
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Pizza Tuesday
I had a takeaway pizza for dinner tonight: one of those really delicious Crust Pizzas that I have enjoyed previously. I don’t know why but, coming home from work today, I was really quite tired, and collapsed on the couch almost instantly after I walked in the door. I don’t…
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Great Views
As someone who works from an inside office on the second floor of a building in Ultimo, I couldn’t help but be impressed as I gazed out the window of Governor Phillip Tower. Sneakily, I took a photograph, worried that I might be picked up by a security guard concerned…
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Being Adventurous
I don’t exactly know why I took a photograph of a cup of peanuts at the pub on Friday night. I mean, I’ve always been reminded of that statistic – though it’s probably an urban myth – that when tested, the average hotel bar peanut bowl contained traces of fourteen…
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Ephemeral
As I’ve been starting work early the last two days, I’ve been coming home mid-afternoon. Well, not exactly mid-afternoon, more like four o’clock, which is still a fair bit earlier than when I arrive home most days. It’s been great to get home while it’s still daylight, to wander around…
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Robyn (Live in Sydney)
Until my friend Patrick messaged me the other week, asking if I wanted to go see Robyn perform live in Sydney, I had only a vague knowledge of the Swedish pop star. Intrigued, I took the opportunity to visit her MySpace page and listen to a few of her songs,…
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Nude Protest
About the only thing that made me smile at today’s Anti-Apec Protest in the city was the two naked guys with socks covering their genitals. Although I’m not entirely sure about the point they were making – I couldn’t read the badly-written signs they had covering their rear-ends – they…
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Discarded Couch
I was awfully tempted to hook the baby-poo couch to my back and walk it up the stairs when I saw it in the back laneway the other day. Although the colour is hideous, it looked extremely comfortable to my couch connoisseur’s eye, and I thought it would have looked…
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Airport Reading
For my recent trip north I bought two books at the airport; one going up and one going down. As I’m quite interested in politics, especially the electoral process, on the way up north I settled on “The Crikey Guide to the 2007 Election”. Although I found much of the…
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My Apec Story
I felt a bit like Muriel yesterday at Coolangatta Airport. You know the scene in “Muriel’s Wedding” where Muriel has returned briefly to Porpoise Spit for a funeral, has breakup sex with the sexy South African swimmer she married, and now finds herself contemplating her future, returning to Sydney? Yeah,…
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Visiting Brisbane
Although I lived in Brisbane for a total of four years back in the 1980s, I felt like a stranger in many ways when I arrived there on Thursday afternoon. First, I found myself a little disoriented, as I arrived at the airport and headed straight for the train. Second,…