So yeah - Toots & I went to Canberra the weekend before last.
We grew up there. I left in 2004, and haven't been back since 2005 (previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously).
I Facebooked the whole trip from beginning to end in status updates and pictures from my phone. Which gave me a thrill. Fuck you if you can't understand.
(No seriously - fuck you, dear reader. Fuck you to hell. I hope your face is revoltingly disfigured by a horrible flesh eating virus. I really mean that.)
The 'Tendo suggested I post the whole mini-feed saga in all its glory here. But even I have my limits.
Here's some pictures and audio, though. Hover for captions etc.
Saturday
(To be continued.)
Bitches who know how to treat their slaves right.
One such ultrastar of an individual graced Chez Hagakure's now-vacant second bedroom last weekend whilst on an all-too-brief-and-rare visit to Teh Melbourne.
It was, as always, a total & unmitigated pleasure to accommodate her.
(Previously.)
So yes: about a month ago I accompanied my colleague and fellow Merrie Scrambler Major G to Rainbow Serpent. She'd scored a free ticket and needed a handbag company; we went halves.
It was incredibly excellent.
I captured a lot of media, and thankfully had the foresight to copy it off my phone before it died. Then my computer died. Etc blah blah.
Here at long last, etc.
To be continued.
Starring Johnny Coburg (nb liable for nothing) and Sjorka The Sorcha (please note: liable for nothing), as themselves.
No liability was incurred.
At an impromptu picnic on a hillside next to the Myer Music Bowl. Seriously.
He said his name was 'Gerling', but his true identity was unmistakeable.
I went to the Meredith Festival on the weekend.
It was awse, and then some.
(From their Frequently Given Answers:
No, it is not possible to sneak in. Vicious dogs and armed mercenaries patrol the fences.
NB This is a total lie.)
(To be continued.)
This was originally rendered as a video (y'know, duh), but the video component didn't really work out. I almost canned it completely but in the end I decided the audio was worth salvaging.
It's called "Adam Tenex". From conception to completion, the entire project took six and a half minutes. I am a genius.
I am going to submit this to Are You Hungry as an audition demo. I think they could use my genius.
UPDATE - I made a better version. This one took about an hour.
On the upside (of being delayed by 24 hours) I got to send my postcards personally, and to spend all night loitering in central London. There was no downside really.
In other news: Vale RAW. May the fnord etc.
As told to j hawthorne.
~'s extraordinary invention, The Discombobulator (tm) astounds and delights jaded party guests who thought they'd seen everything:
And we didn't end up setting fire to anything! But I expect it was for the best.
Hosting by Steve Cronin. (Thanks Steve!)
About two weeks old now. I never did find out why he got assed. He was a good operative; Charles loved him, which is rare. It's mysterious.
I'm so proud.
I would normally keep such a thing out of the public sphere, but she posted mine.
From "Collected Stories", 1994, University of Queensland Press.
Reproduced without permission
From: Trysting Fields Central Communications
To: Operative [Censored] AKA Li Han, Blog Boy From Space
Date: Saturday 2nd July, 2005
Received in the early hours of this morning.
Bless.
(I think she resents her moniker, though.)