Monthly Archives: August 2005

Could This Innocent-Looking Neurotoddler…

Henley?

… be none other than notorious master of disguise, Robert Henley?

Or this unfortunate character…

Henley?

…encountered suspended from an electricity pole outside this otherwise unexceptional north Melbourne train station?

Henley's train station?

What about this guy?

On 17/7/05, Robin Hely wrote:
> That damned Henley! He would sell his own Gran for a buck….

When he’s not too busy putting on exhibitions called “Who Is Robin Hely?”, maybe.

And then there’s this. Retrocam goodness! (UPDATE – Or not. Trust me: it was good while it lasted..)

PS I am curious as to who went through my entire archive earlier this evening, looking at pretty much all the comments back to April. Was it you?

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Sometimes I Grow Quite Weary

Well, I do.

More recent search hits:

  • “fuck you by wesley willis”
  • fuck the ato
  • “neurocam surrealism”

(How did this wind up in my referrers?)

Jobs I would rather have:

That reminds me; I have to go to work. I’m half an hour late!

I hate my life.

There will be no new post until Jo pulls her finger out. Go hassle her.

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Crusader Seeks Tamagotchi Ban

Via refused-classification.com.

South Australian No Pokies MP Nick Xenophon said it was outrageous that a toy marketed at children aged four and over featured a pokies-style game.

Mr Xenophon wants the toy banned or at least given an R rating by the Office of Film and Literature Classification.

[Note: There is no ‘R’ rating for computer games, there is only ‘banned’.]

The toy has a G rating.

“This virtual pet encourages children as young as four to participate in poker machine-style gambling,” Mr Xenophon said today.

“Kids become so emotionally attached to these toys that they grieve for them when they die.

“This version … should not be available to children.

“Research here and overseas shows that these games can turn the kids of today in to the gambling addicts of tomorrow.”

One Adelaide father had taken the toy away from his six-year-old son after becoming concerned about the pokies game, Mr Xenophon said.

Incidentally, my second generation Tamagotchi, Bodah, passed away quietly on the 15th of July. He was handsome, but otherwise undistinguished.

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The Horror, The Horror

I had the most horrendous, terrifying nightmare ever last night. In the dream I was only half asleep – I have memories of getting out of bed and walking around my little cupboard – but what was going down was so extreme I must really have been fully asleep. Amorphous, unbelievably malevolent pan-dimensional beings were inside my head and in the very fabric of the air, trying to drive me completely insane in absolutely the worst possible way. And succeeding.

It was really like being in hell.

In retrospect, I find it incredibly cool that my brain is capable of creating such spectacular effects.

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Advisory (& Dan Pritchard)

Posts will likely be a bit thin on the ground this week. I am feeling sick and demoralised and – just for a change – I have a stack of email that I really want to clear.

Jo is taking me to Luna Park on Thursday. It’s just down the road from where I live but I’ve never been. We shall eat faerie floss and go on the Faerris Wheel. If it’s open. Which, looking at their site, it isn’t. Unless it’s school holidays right now. Is it school holidays? It isn’t, is it. Damn.

I’ve also been encouraged to attend a certain event on Friday, which should be interesting.. although I probably won’t be able to say much about it.

What else? Dan “Conchis” Pritchard is drawing attention to himself again. Dunno what it’s about, but it seems to have something to do with the return of the legendary Robert Henley and they’re all over it on the Neuroboards.

Here are some nice bonus pics of The Magus burning which somehow got left out last time:

BurningMagusRevisited

BurningMagusRevisited2

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iPod

Magnus the iPod Mini

My silver iPod mini (codename: Magnus) had been misbehaving; the battery wouldn’t hold a charge for longer than 20 minutes. But it was a gift purchased at Cash Converters and I didn’t have a receipt for it. Still don’t.

I was a little concerned about this, but I need not have been.

I simply went to the appropriate page on the Apple website, gave them my serial number, filled out a short multiple choice test description of the problem, and with no futher questions asked, by some miracle of internet/real-world crossover technology, a new (well, refurbished) one arrived via the analog postal service today, a week later.

PackageFromApple

Now I have to post my broken one back to them and they will refurbish it and send it to someone else. I have this warm, glowing sensation; I’m really a part of something.

Hooray for Apple, the large corporation it’s sort of okay not to despise.

Erroneous power adapter

(Subsequent to actually opening said package: it transpires that Steve & co. have, in fact, sent me a refurbished power adapter, which is of no use at all. Hmph.)

In other happy news, Ms Fits has acknowledged my existence. I feel a bewildering array of emotions. Of course this is a joyous occasion and a vindication of many years of struggle but I am somewhat plagued by a sense of unworthiness.

Also: what am I to do with the rest of my life?

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