Wednesday, May 31, 2006
I'm not good and ready just yet
So 96 years ago today Elizabeth Blackwell died. I didn't think that meant very much until I discovered that she was the first woman to ever earn a medical degree, way back in 1849. I read her bio and she seemed like a great lady, setting fine examples of how all women should empower themselves, but I do have one bone to pick with her...

If she'd never dared to become a doctor, then it's highly possible that we wouldn't have to put up with this woman on TV:



I'm thinking of starting a Grey's Anatomy drinking game - everytime she says something that makes me roll my eyes and say "bitch!", we take a shot. Who's in?


Tuesday, May 30, 2006
I'll stop the obits when I'm good and ready
I didn't know of anyone famous who died today however many years ago, so I did a quick search and what did I come up with?

Joan of Arc. Dead for 575 years today - I shit you not.

As for me? Today I broke my own personal record for consecutive days of being alive. And yes, that's as exciting as it gets.

So now you know why the lives of dead celebrities are more interesting than my own.


Monday, May 29, 2006
Don't want to weep for you, don't want to know

Jeff Buckley has been gone 9 years today - and the intro to 'Grace' still fills my heart up every single time.



Sunday, May 28, 2006
Lights will guide you home
Today is 8 years since Phil Hartman was murdered.
The last few posts have been quotes from Phil's 'NewsRadio' and 'So I Married an Axe Murderer' characters; the man had a genuine gift for comedy that is truly missed.
Things will not improve tomorrow.


Saturday, May 27, 2006
Fortune Cookie
"'Good fortune happy lucky big time for you and the family'... Never really understood what that one meant, but it always stuck with me."


Friday, May 26, 2006
Vickie
"Now this is something the other tour guides won't tell you. In this particular cell-block, Machine Gun Kelly had what we call in the prison system, a "bitch". And one night in a jealous rage Kelly took a make-shift knife or "shiv", and cut out the bitch's eyes. And as if this wasn't enough retribution for Kelly, the next day he and four other inmates took turns pissing into the bitch's ocular cavities. This way to the cafeteria!"


Thursday, May 25, 2006
Bitchcakes
"Nobody cares how beautiful the souffle is when the appetiser is turds in a blanket."


Sunday, May 21, 2006
364 days til my birthday...
So I have passed unceremoniously into my 26th year - big ups to me. Let's hear it for cheaper car insurance and being halfway to 50.
I took it easy on the diet this weekend so I could relax and enjoy my birthday without counting points, and as it turns out I am more relaxed now when dieting. I did enjoy myself, true, but I am completely over it now and I am looking forward to eating normally tomorrow. On Friday I went to the movies and had some popcorn and real Pepsi (that was great), then on Saturday I had a sausage mcmuffin etc (for anyone counting we're now up to about 21 points), parisienne shortbread, garlic prawns, chilli bread, veal in a lemon and butter creamy sauce, plus free birthday tiramisu (412 points). Then today I went out for lunch with my Dad and had a glass of wine, some garlic bread, some antipasto, crusty bread with olive oil and vinegar, and some chorizo/cheese/olive/basil pizza (49.8 million points). I am so glad it's over, as delicious as it all was. Next year I'm just going to stick a birthday candle in a rice cake and be done with it.
I'm shocked to discover that my 'diet' is now more normal to me than my old eating habits. My my, folks, I think I have a new lifestyle.

P.S - If you see my little tracker move backwards this week, don't worry. With my new dietlust 'I am not worried, I am not overly concerned'.


Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Uprounding
  • I got so frustrated at work today I thumped my desk, and now my knuckle hurts. I'm holding out hope this is somehow covered under Workers' Comp and I can have some time off on the company dime.
  • On Rove Live tonight they're paying 2 people $20,000 to get a tattoo on their butt stating whether they scrunch or fold. I'd do that for $20,000.
  • I just got a payrise - more money! I'm sensing a theme.
  • I got a cheque back from mean old insurance agency today, they've decided their premiums were too high. God bless them.
  • I've now lost 6.2kg (that's a stone believe it or not) with not a great deal of effort. My pants all look like clown pants now, but I don't care. Yesterday I could have murdered someone for some KFC chips and gravy, but besides that I'm fine.
  • Why do I keep getting stabbed with underwire? Why?
  • I am truly in love with the voice of Neil Young. Weird and unexpected.
  • Oh yeah, it's my birthday on Saturday. I keep forgetting.


Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Finally
Welcome back boys - it was a long 336 hours.


This morning on the radio a woman said that alot of people feel as though they've bonded with the photographs of Brant and Todd, and that they've befriended them in their hearts. I'd say that's about right. The above photo is of the guys walking out of the mine as promised - having just spent two weeks in what was essentially a crawlspace. My favourite moment was when the guy removed the tags that indicate they're down the mine, and put them on the "Safe" board. Ha!

The new Federal Budget was announced tonight - yet again we have the best tax breaks for the rich, because they obviously REALLY need them. How much does a Federal Treasurer get paid, Mr. Costello? Lucky me, I fall into the income bracket that's received the least reduction in tax rates. Fuck you very much.


Sunday, May 07, 2006
There is something very wrong
Here's a quick update for you:

Sophie Delezio is doing better than expected, she's in a chemically induced coma and will be on life support for at least the next few weeks. She has a punctured right lung, bleeding in the left lung, broken jaw, shoulder and facial injuries.

Brant & Todd are still underground - they were hoping to have them out last night but rescuers ran into some kind of rock that's 5 times harder than concrete and are having trouble getting through. Mining experts are bringing in some sort of explosive that we're hoping will work miracles without collapsing the joint. I'm still scared.

Channel 9 / 60 Minutes reporter Richard Carleton (who, without meaning to be disrespectful, was fond of wearing ladies frames) has just had a heart attack at the Beaconsfield mine while covering the rescue, and has been pronounced DOA at the hospital.

What's with this shit?


Friday, May 05, 2006
Everything is not about me.
If you're living in Australia there are only 3 people on your mind right now: Brant Webb, Todd Russell and Sophie Delezio.

Last Tuesday, on April 25th, there was some seismic activity that caused a rock collapse at a gold mine in Beaconsfield, Tasmania. There were 3 men who didn't make it back out of the mine, and nothing was known about any survivors until April 27th when they found the body of Larry Knight. Things weren't looking good, with so much time having passed and no sign of the other missing miners. Then on Sunday night - after 5 nights spent 1km underground - thermal imaging cameras picked up Brant Webb and Todd Russell very much alive. They're now about to spend their 11th night in their tiny little hollow underground, waiting for rescuers to be able to reach them. A pilot hole was formed from the outside to where the guys are situated so that they've been able to send in food, water, messages from home and of course iPods. What mining disaster would be complete without an iPod? A 1-metre diametre hole is being made through the rock by some huge boring drill, that is taking forever to reach them - much better than rushing right in and collapsing the place I say - and the whole country is waiting and crossing their fingers for Brant and Todd to finally come up to the surface. These guys are amazing - spending so many days trapped in a very small little area, where they can hardly move at all, and they spend all day cracking jokes. They've requested the Saturday paper so they can look for new jobs, they claim they're staying in a 2-star hotel (and they're the 2 stars), hell they even had Dave Grohl offer to meet up with them for some cold beers anywhere, anytime - just because he heard they requested some Foo Fighters for their iPods. I'm an atheist, so there's no one I can ask for help on this one, but I am so scared something will go wrong and they're not going to make it back. I think everyone feels as though they know Brant and Todd now - for another accident to happen would be devastating.

Speaking of another accident, we have Sophie Delezio. In 2003 Sophie's day care centre had a car crash right through it, before catching on fire and bringing her within an inch of her life. She was pinned under the car and ended up losing her feet, her ear and some fingers at the age of 2, and she has other disfigurements no child should have to live with. Tonight she was being pushed in a pram across a pedestrian crossing by her carer when she was hit by a car. She had a heart attack shortly after and was flown to hospital in critical condition - though now it seems her injuries aren't as bad as they first thought. Sophie's going to be on life support for at least the next few weeks, and I heard that she now has some bad facial injuries on a face which was surprisingly undamaged from the first accident. Which makes you just have to ask the question - why THIS little girl? Why on earth should 1 of these things happen to a child, let alone BOTH of them?

Sometimes you feel like not tuning in to the news.
I know it doesn't mean much, but Brant, Todd and Sophie - I'm thinking of you.


Tuesday, May 02, 2006
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