There's a radio interview with two guys about an airport development, or a development under an airport, or something. The same two guys were talking about exactly the same thing, in separate interviews, a month ago. They might have just as well been locked in a studio together in order to produce the same opinion in a more efficient way. Or then there's an item about water in the outback, and leaks, or bores, or leaky bores, or borey leaks, or at least one of those things. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Work is a drip. I'm out of here. I'm going to throw it all in, and take up charity work for children growing up in poverty in darkest Northcote who have been affected by John Howard's brutal dictatorship. From now on, I'm handing this blog over to a new proprietor, a Southern Right Whale - Charlie, his name is:
Say hello to Charlie, or, as he is called in his own language, Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaoooaaaaae Aeeeeeeeeoooooaoooooooaaaaaa. He likes growing flowers, caring for nature, and children; he unwinds by listening to folk music and drinking soy chai; and he votes for the Democrats, but has many friends in the Australian Greens. I'm sure he'll bring a unique perspective to this blog.
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Charlie is now fielding questions. Please note: if you are plankton, he might try to eat you.
Also, it's breeding season at the moment, so don't be surprised if he tries to seduce you in his inimitable whaley manner. He's quite the Lothario.
Oh dear, I'll have to give this blog a wide berth now. I've been mistaken for a she-whale before.
btw have you tried out myspace? loads of photoshop fun going on there!
I think we need to get a posse together and kill blogger.
Hmmm, maybe I should have let Charlie answer these comments.
Hoorah! Finally some recognition for soy chai, the pinko beverage of choice. As if radicals ever drank lattés. The very word bespeaks Eurocentricity and cow-exploitative dairy content.
You don't soy!
Soy bean consumers really have their finger on the pulse.
I think it may be time for me to reread Heidegger's classic work, "On Beans and Time".
I like Charlie, he has "quality blogger" written all over him.
However, he appears to be upside down in his portrait picture: is he dead?
Charlie just used to be a performing whale, and he likes doing somersaults occasionally. Yeah, that's it.
Would you still like Charlie if he was dead?
Even dead, would still have "quality blogger" written all over him; perhaps more so.
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