My Threadless tshirts turned up today! Yay! I got a Communist Party tshirt – which I’ve been hankering after ever since my bro got one; a Funkalicious one, with a spaceman carrying a boombox; and one that says “Books are good for you,” with a dude eating a book on the front.

Very, very excited.

Nah, not really; but I sounded like it last night. Head cold moved to chest cold, as they do, and of course it flared my asthma. Which is usually only annoying, but I was huffing and puffing like a grampus* all night, and I got maybe a couple of hours of sleep if I’m lucky. Because the inhaler I was sucking on turned out basically to have no drugs in it – I think I was really only getting propellant. Lovely.

*What is a grampus? I have no idea. I believe it’s some sort of marine critter, maybe a whale? – but I don’t know for sure. I’ve just read that phrase somewhere.

Clean coal = cold fusion.

Just my 2c.

Seriously, girls wear stupid shoes for stupid reasons. Like weddings. it was a great wedding, I had a lot of fun – the reception was at Fed Square, and it was brilliant – but the shoes took the shine off. I just should have worn flats and been comfortable.

The friends who got married didn’t realise until last week that it’s Moomba at the moment. As a consequence, we got fireworks at 9.30. It was very exciting – and what was funnier was that there was a speech happening as they started, but he wrapped it up pretty much immediately so that everyone could go out on the balcony and watch the pretty lights. Not just the few kids who were there, but the few 20- and 50-somethings, and lots of 30- and 40-somethings too. All standing around looking at lights in the sky. Brilliant.

SBS is showing some stuff from America about the world’s billionaires. The point of the spot is the women who are (finally) on it. One is JK Rowling – a billionaire from just one set of books!* Another is someone at eBay, another Oprah,** and one from China who did something with paper.

Woohoo! That there are women on there now. Boo hiss that it’s only 1% of the whole list who are self-made women. Hello, gender equality….

*Yeh yeh, plus the merchandising – but still just from one set of books.
**Who, despite being painful, must be one helluva smart cookie, and I can’t help but admire her: female black.

No more Buffalo Chalet?? Very sad indeed… we love it up there in summer.

And apparently Keating called John Howard a dessicated coconut… I love it!

I love this idea – generating power from your body for useful things! Very scifi. I especially like the idea of creating energy to power the lights at your gym while you work out – how motivating is that?? Unless you pedal, you’ll be in the dark… that’s how I’d bill it.

J got out a Bible this morning, in preparation for reading Romans 1 before the sermon… and there was a medium-sized cockroach. Eeek. Then it disappeared; then he opened the Bible, and there it was again, so he squished it in the pages. At least he died in Romans – a righteous death if ever there was one.

I made him open the Bible later and scrape it out, so that some poor Ridley student doesn’t get a shock sometime later. Well, they’ll still get a bit of shock because there was a bit of guts left, but you know….

This a couple of days after chasing a fly in Queenscliff, and Anne finally splatting it, and green stuff going everywhere – it looked like it was fly guts, but it was actually detergent that that was on the fly swat.

Church really was good, though, aside from the cockroach, and then afterwards we had pretty much everyone – maybe 40 or so, including 6 kids and a month-old babe – back here for a BBQ. Great weather for it, which was a blessing, and even better because I didn’t have to provide salads – other people did that. I did have to make a tomato sauce run, though….