As requested.
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Filed under Photos, Self Analysis, Whack
Salmon Semi-Functional (ala Teigan)
You will need:
- Roasting potatoes
- Pumpkin
- Broccoli
- Dill, rosemary & salt
- Ginger & garlic
- Salmon cutlets
- Spinach (or alternately lettuce, if perchance the spinach you thought you had looks like this:

… and smells even worse) - Soy sauce
- Honey
- Parsley
- A lemon







coriander and a little parsley. Cook as one would a steak.


spinach lettuce, and stir through the juices in the pan.

spinach lettuce, accompanied by boiled roast potatoes in their jackets and some steamed butternut pumpkin and steamed broccoli.


It worked for this fish wuss.
(Thanks, SFHB.)
Bonnie & Clyde
This morning I cannot stop playing the cover of Serge Gainsbourg’s Bonnie and Clyde by Boyd Rice and Giddle Partridge which is currently available as a stream from their joint MySpace page.
Go and listen to it! It’s great.
The first bit is, anyway. Unfortunately it fades out after two minutes.
I wish they’d hurry up and finish their album. I will buy it if I have to.
I Don’t Want To Work In A Streetcorner Newsbooth, Apparently
So, as planned, I conducted some research this week into the question of how one gets a job in a streetcorner newsbooth.
This research took the form of patronising several of said newsbooths scattered around the Melbourne CBD, as a pretext for asking the people working in them how one comes to find oneself in their enviable shoes.
But not a single one of them would tell me – on the grounds that I was better off not knowing.
Quoth the guy in the booth on the corner of Queen & Bourke Streets: “It’s shit, mate. You have to get up at 5am every morning.. stand in here all day.. It’s – trust me, you do not wanna work in one of these.”
They all said basically the same thing.
Inevitably, part of me suspects some kind of conspiracy.
But a larger part was basically convinced.
Filed under Work
My Head Hurts
And we didn’t end up setting fire to anything! But I expect it was for the best.
Filed under Audio, Drunkenness, Night Time, People, Video
Remember, As You Stare Into The Lettuce..
…the lettuce stares also into you.
“The Nietzschean diet has its critics. Detractors say the diet’s actual nutritional requirements are vague, that it provides no concrete plan for progression toward weight-loss targets, and that the book consists mostly of unclear and unusually harsh sets of inspirational logical lacunae.”
(via Technoccult.)
Filed under Found, Heh, Philosophica
Ambitions, Revisited
Last July I posted a list of ambitions.
Time for a review.
- To work in a streetcorner newsbooth. Partly a joke – but I’d still quite like to do this. I suspect they’re basically owner-operator kind of deals, though. Gonna look into it this week.
- To become a cult leader by rising to the front ranks of Neurocam and then either taking it over, or creating a sizeable splinter group. Done. I became the head of Neurocam last August (and was subsequently deposed in November). Being a cult leader was fucking cool, if extremely intense and an insane amount of work. I want to be one again some day, in some form. It suited me nicely.
- To write a throwaway novel (“which I am doing in November“). As things turned out, I was too busy fulfilling ambition no 2 to do this last November. So I’ll do it this November.
- To make an album, provisionally entitled ‘Everyone’s Too Stupid‘ (“which I will do next year when I have more time”). A change in outlook has seen this one deprioritised – although I might still release a compilation of Mishuki One‘s recordings for Hagakure 419 under said title, if a sufficient number of them accumulate.
- To study for and obtain a degree in Creative Arts from Melbourne’s premier university (“guaranteeing me a colourful and lucrative subsequent career as a Creative Artist”). I intend to begin persuing this one next year. Unless my career takes off stratospherically between now and then, of course.
- To finish reading “The Magus” by John Fowles, and then to ritually burn it. Done.
- To have fun and not care about people.
- To be beautiful.
- To be loved. Realisation of these three remain works in progress, although great strides have been made (admittedly, in some cases, made then lost) on all fronts.
Material things I wanted:
- An umbrella. Acquired.
- A preamping device for my microphone. Latterly I’ve been using my soon-to-be ex-housemate’s guitar pedals for this purpose. But they’ve stopped working – I think because the audio-in jack on my eMac is fucked. (Along with several of the USB ports.) But – see above – evolved approaches have rendered this less important than it used to be.
- A Bigpond Movies membership. With a Blockbuster just down the road, this has become less desirable. Although I would like to join ACMI, whose lending collection goes places theirs, frankly, doesn’t.
- A region-free DVD player. Acquired. (It isn’t really region free. But it’s okay.)
- A better camera. Acquired.
- Peter Greenaway DVDs. Some still pending, some acquired. In one case acquired (see previous link), then rendered unplayable due to careless handling.
- See also: Amazon wishlist. Note: the DVDs on this list are for reference only – although I know you’d love to buy them for me, I’m better off with locally-purchased Region 4s (see above).
Updated want list:
- More driving lessons. I started learning to drive in March last year, but stopped in September, due to being too busy & stressed. I’m no longer too busy/stressed, but I am too poor. Shall recommence when it becomes viable.
- A cat. Once my domestic arrangement stabilizes somewhat – and again, given sufficiently consistent income.
- New trainers. Soles of my current trainers:
- iPod Mini repair. I bought a little 512mb Shuffle after my 4GB Mini broke for the second time late last year. At around $150 this was a substantially cheaper option than getting the Mini fixed. At this rate I will be able to get a Nano for less than the cost of getting the Mini fixed. In any case, I miss my Mini.
post-op.org
Whilst faking being dead, I started an exclusive secret messageboard with Kybalion and Lady J for lovelorn former Neurocammers. It’s kind of died a death itself. That’ll teach me.
But it’s still there. And if you’d like to join, now you can! Simply submit the following details:
- Your former operative name
- Why you became an operative, and why you stopped being one
- Why you would like join the board
- Your opinion, if any, of Mr. Robin Hely
Your deepest desire, or your greatest fear- The most memorable dream you’ve had this week
- The colour and style of the underwear you are currently wearing, if any
Cactus Postscript
The cactus suggested, amongst other things, that I should return to life and start blogging here again, although it’s simultaneously rendered me kind of speechless. In a good way.
Perverse. I blame myself for eating a psychoactive cactus during a Mercury Retrograde cycle. Heh.
Actually I don’t.
I have no regrets. It was ace.
Anyway, we’ll see what happens.
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