Puberty Blues

Nah, yeah, its grouse. They pash off & stuff? And Debbie and Bruce, they were going round together, but she was a dud root, so Bruce told Straccy to tell Vicky to tell Sue to tell Debbie that she was dumped? And Gary is a good surfer and that, but Vicky pashed off another guy and they had a root and then Gary got stoned and sprung em rooting and he was gutted.
Catch up episodes on the ten websites, laydeez. http://ten.com.au/video-player.htm?movideo_p=48039
This show is very funny and twists the knife.
Fabulous 70s reminders from the show:
- ham steaks topped with a ring of tinned pineapple ( I feel sick thinking about it)
- drink driving was funny & no one was concerned about the danger (which was of course still present)
- People sat in the sun till they burnt, in the quest for a tan. Then they peeled the skin off and did it again.
- 'cover your heads girls' dad says to the girls during a sleepover. Then he saturates the air with aerosol insecticide.
- Chiko rolls (I feel sick thinking about it)
- Storm Boy at the Drive In!
- smoking was sooo cool (comeon mamas with older kids, tell me thats changed..)
- being pashed off!
Not so fabulous 70s reminders:
- Misogyny EVERYWHERE
- kids being date raped and gang raped and other kids looking on with no understanding of what was happening (please tell me thats changed..)
- bullying cultures in schools being par for the course (please tell me....)

Watch this if you can my friends. This really is AWESOME and reminds me how important the original book is re Oz culture.

And BTW!
our long time missing Jonesy's written some fab reviews of the episodes so far on his website 'Change the Channel.' He's at

http://ctchannel.wordpress.com/2012/09/05/review-puberty-blues-episode-4/

in the same vein, but more

owing to kid #2's current fascination with the Charleston, I've been trawling through endless toobs.  I like this one.  give a good look at those crazy kids what invented modernity :D

Charleston? or Melbourne Shuffle?

Seriously, what are we gonna do?

You lot horrified by whats happening to our newspapers? Speshlly our political commentary? Any idea who's left the Fairfax papers? I dont know if there's anyone left whose columns I want to read. Shaun Carney, David Marr, Misha Shubert, Adele Horin, Simon Mann, Julie Szego...these names may mean nothing or everything to you. They're some of my favourite reading. As the fabulous John Birmingham (blogger, Brisbane Times writer, author of 'He Died with a Felafel in his Hand' and one of my fave writers via Fairfax websites) put it:

"Elvis has left the building. And BB King. And Mick 'n' Keef. And Frank and Dean and Sid Vicious and Kurt Cobain and Dirk Diggler and Kermit the Frog, and Buffy and Faith and Ripley for good measure. That's what it feels like when the talent leaves the building. That's what Fairfax felt like last Friday when hundreds of years of experience walked out the door for the last time."

(His whole article re this stuff is great. He goes on to rant about the benefits of amateur blogging, ahem.It's at the link below)
Read more: http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/opinion/blogs/blunt-instrument/the-fifth-estate-comes-forth-20120903-25ac3.html#ixzz25XhjMCjo

One of the only things that makes our stupid, mental politics palatable is flicking onto a column filled with the measured reasoning of Shaun Carney or the fabulous prose of David Marr. Glad Katherine Murphy's still around. Peter Hartcher is NO substitute for Sean Carney as political editor. Tony Wright is good, but not amazing. Michelle Grattan survived, hehehe. Praise be, a number of the columnists on the ABC website are still there and still worth reading (heres looking at you, Annabel Crab, Mungo McCallum, Barrie Cassidy..). They're there...for now. But I am afraid. For years I've lived with the sense that there are a pile of people in Canberra called pollies making decisions about the country, and that there are genuinely some journos who listen as best they can and WANT to tell us what they find and what they think of it. And they've ALL GONE AT ONCE.
I trusted them, goddammit. I dont want my political commentary flavoured by tabloid crap. I want to read bloody good minds unpacking complex ideas and occasionally having a giggle at the antics of the pollies who cooked the ideas up.
sooooo.....I've tried Crikey but I'm struggling with their format. Anyone come across other alternative news sources?

Ahoy!

...just resigned from one of me three jobs.
I'll miss the dosh but looking forward to the peace of mind....
How goes it luvvies?
Looks like I have some reading back to do..

more from season two

my hubby's favourite superhero, BULLSHIT MAN.

much as I loathe Gervais, I do love Pilkington.

bits from season two.  who doesn't love this show - silly and stagey as it sometimes can be, Karl lifts it out of the ordinnaire :D

dear me

LB

versatility #1

versatility #2m and my favourite

the versatility of the pines

location shot

this is where we were on sunday, though clearly I didn't take this pic!  on that, it's a bit of a stretch to call this "severe weather", when it's quite usual in winter.  oddballs, these stormchasers :p

anyhoo, whilst wandering about in the snowy pines, kid#1 and I launched into a hokey rendition of the old bluegrass standard, "in the pines", at the top of available lungs. funness :D

X Factor

..teehee
Anyone in?
Parenthood suits Guy. Love him...

yesterday afternoon

self portrait above, and lazy concession to art underneath.  minus 5 with windchill.  happy happy!

jesus mortensen - aka, beard 3

beard 2

beard 1

the beards of historical hornbags - tortological tartery

what's that?

more beards?

STRONG Argument in Favour of Beards...

Ned Kelly with beard...such an outlaw..sigh...

Ned Kelly without beard. Creepy dude, could have got work on horror films with Peter Lorre

at age 18
 early 20s

a bit older
blurry but bewdiful
 all kinged up and trucking a leatherman mo.

doing blue steel

historical hornbags, revisited.

was chinwagging with the ladypeeps the other day, and we had a bit of a brainstorm on the topic of yesteryear spunks.  came up with a number of contenders.  not easy, neither, as any tally is going to be limited by lack of photographic evidence. one is forced to consider just the last 100 years or thereabouts.  anyway, to cut what was a 1.5hr brainstorm down to it's pointy end, the 'winner' was universally agreed upon.  he meets all the yewshall criteria (he was indeed, a VERY handsome man), plus gained bonus points for mystery, violent death at a young age (relatively speaking), deification, and high order posturing in OTT uniforms.  no brainer who it is, but will forthwith blog a truckload of pics anyway :D

the sky is falling

as per yewshall I'm down to my last bit of week and squeezing in a bit of bloggery.  no newsy news up our end - working lots and watching australians participate in some sports thingy (apparently other countries are involved but we haven't seen any).  red letter day today, though - as follows:

snowed ten minutes up the road last night. melted now, a'course, but fact remains.  20 minutes further up, it's blanket coverage. I gather similar conditions are blessing the entire east coast at the minute. mexican relations tell me it's blizzardy and nippier than a nun's undies, and report from pals on the piste is non-stop powder falling - horizontally!

anyway, kids'll be met this afternoon with parkas/beanies/gloves for some after school snowbloke buildage and general carousing in the white stuff.  we should get an hour or so in before we lose the light.  home to a glass of rouge ordinnaire and a toasty fire .... ahhhh, bliss!

catch yooz next week.  hopefully with all ten toes intact.  -2 mornings here, and top temp in the hills of 5. balmy :)

Hi Hampastie!!!!!

...oi laydeez,
was contacted by an old foruming pal today, from way way back on Unofficial (pre our ten forward thread- once upon a time that site was rocking). She was wondering where the Unofficial site had got to. I'vetold her the spammy story and subsequent bellyup and pointed her in our direction here & I'm trying to coax her to post....hello Hammie...phone home, phone home.....

holas

felicities and such

bettsy boopsy, sent you an email last week but just found it had bounced so you may not have recieved.  pertaining to our epic fail (as the kiddies might say) weekend of no socials. 

wilms, travels north and husbot related crankiness? september, yessiree!  october we may be down your way after all, toooooooooo :D

back snortly.  like wilmsworth, I'd rather be blogging :/