April 30, 2012. Going once, going twice...! Sold to the man chewing
his left elbow. Yes, ladies and genitals, the deal is done, and I am now
the owner of an old slide-on that's seen better days but, hopefully, still
has a few left to see. Meanwhile, I've confused the hell outta Oregon Richie...
he still thinks I bought the Windsor in Queensland. Nope, I've ended up
with the old Freeway just up the road from here at Laurieton. I'll deposit
$3000 into the seller's bank account today, then the balance on Thursday,
after which the seller will deliver the camper to my abode where it will
sit on legs until I manage to sell the Ute and buy a trayback replacement.
Meanwhile, I feel kinda numb. I've actually done it... I bought a camper,
and it's left me practically penniless. But, dear Breth, within the next
few months, I
will have a complete "rig" - to use an Oregonian term - that will take
me far and wide, across the endless plains and fertile fields of the Land
TX Greg is not so convinced about the wisdom of my decision: I still
wish you would consider some small caravan. Found
a really neat one........ Way more storage (frees up the Ute's bed
too) than a slideon. Easy to hitch up and tow, so can be left at the campsite
and frees the Ute to runabout. I really like the poptop over a tent camper,
easy set up, and solid side walls!!!
Well, the slide-on has solid side walls and NO set up! There are advantages
and disadvantages no matter what I get, and I've given long and detailed
consideration to all of them over a couple of years (with a couple of major
boo boos along the way). Besides, nothing's set in stone. If I don't like
the slide-on at some point, I can always sell it and get something else.
But, the way I see it, can you imagine hauling
a caravan along a road like this? Or trying to find a double-length
parking space in the main
street of Braidwood? Even the horse and buggy has a problem. And, of
are problems like this one.
The last time I bought a house (not counting Bluey and Das Busse) was
in 1978, which is about the same time the slide-on came into the world
(1980 I think Dan said). I remember thinking "what the hell have I done?"
after I'd signed on the dotted line for $31,000. These days, $31K doesn't
even buy a decent new motorhome. But I don't care about the Joneses. How
would a vintage slide-on look on
a ute like this one? If it looks familiar, it's a Holden similar to
Tough Titties. Which reminds me, I haven't thought of a name for the slide-on
yet. How about Trailer Trash? Actually, the more I look at the pics on
eBay (and I have several times), the more I think of it as my new "home".
I haven't really had that feeling of "belonging" since I sold my little
joint in Glebe 21 years ago.
NC Art read an article in the New York Times: "Homophobic?
Maybe you're gay," and says, This bears out what many people realized
a long time ago. Art. Yep, nothing new about that.
Just got an email from Art to say there was no Waffle on the 30th. He's
right ya know. It's the 1st now and I've just woken up, realizing I didn't
post this yesterday. Oh dear... Gary
April 29, 2012. Oregon Richie thought that photo yesterday looked
very much like Cody. Yep, and there's a good reason for that... it was
Cody. TX Greg wanted to know if I have any more "unpublished" photos. Nope.
That's it. The pic would have been taken in 97/98 when Code was 15/16,
prior to meeting Mark. Was it Steve who introduced Code to floral boardies?
Those khaki ones look a bit lamo.
Greg also pointed out that I missed winning last night's auction of
the Freeway camper by mere seconds. Yes, I knew it was close. I was hesitant
about bidding again because it was stretching the budget a bit too far.
Also, I had a feeling I was destined to buy the Windsor in Queensland for
$3500. Not as many goodies, perhaps, but in better overall nick. Or as
Lost the bid by only 26 seconds. Maybe that's a good thing,
Windsor looks in way better shape :)
The seller of the Windsor wrote and said she'll phone me after 10am
today. She phoned last night but I was in bed already - Lindsay took the
call. So I'll know soon enough what the story is. It's too far away to
inspect before making a commitment to buy, so I'll have to commit sight
unseen (apart from the pics) and then drive almost all the way to Maryborough
which will involve an overnight stay in a hotel/motel somewhere. Remember
Tamworth? Sight unseen? $3500? Das Busse? The Nightmare? I don't expect
a repeat of that little adventure but nonetheless I do hope I can manage
to chew what I'm biting off this time.
I just noticed the add-on rear view mirrors attached to the original
wing mirrors on the ute carrying the Windsor. I was wondering about that.
Seems like the wider body of the camper necessitates an expanded view.
That'll take a bit of getting used to... as well as the lack of vision
through the rear window. I reckon one of those reversing cameras might
come in handy as well.
The other day NC Art talked about Australia's rainforest and how it's
been decimated since the "invasion" by white Europeans. Here's part of
an email I received from Get Up this morning: Right now the ancient
Tarkine rainforest is under threat from being open cut mined. Thousands
of GetUp members took action and challenged Federal Environment Minister
Tony Burke to visit the area, to experience it for himself, before he considers
applications to mine the area. I just returned from showing the Minister
around the Tarkine forest, and I wanted to give you the inside story on
how the campaign is going. We
recorded a 2-minute video of the visit you really should see.
Lynne, the lady with the Windsor, phoned to say there's a bloke arriving
at her place today to have a look at the camper. She'll let me know if
he buys it. Meanwhile, she told me that the bloke who owned it before her
had it on a Falcon tub ute and said it was too heavy - that it slowed the
ute on hills and caused fuel consumption to skyrocket. Maybe she was trying
to get rid of me. In fact, I suspect she was because she added a couple
more reasons for me to lose interest in the camper, like how expensive
the hydraulic legs are to fix (and that one of them was dead already),
and how she's had to add airbags to the rear suspension of her Hi Lux 1
tonner to handle the weight. However, she also said she's selling the old
camper because she bought a newer one with a shower and loo... which weighs
even more! Ooer!
So, ladies and genitals, here I am back at square 1. No, I'm not. I
just got an email from eBay to say I've got a second-chance offer on the
Freeway. The winning bidder reneged (he's not a local so it wasn't because
he saw the camper in the flesh). But the seller says there's a local who
is interested, and if I don't respond within 24 hours, he'll take the other
guy's cash. It's all so confusing. I think Lynne's stories have turned
me off slide-ons unless they're sitting on a heavy-duty truck chassis.
Then again, what Lynne said might be a whole lotta bullshit. Check out
this thread I found about old
Ford utes and slide-ons. It's about a third of the way into the
So what am I gonna do? The Freeway is cheap, particularly considering
it's bristling with extras like a/c, solar panel, deep cycle battery, 240v
inverter, CD stacker, 2 x awnings, elec water pump and stainless steel
tank, wind-up legs, gas/elec fridge, stove, extra storage bins, etc. Sure
it's got a few dings but that's expected for less than $5000... and unless
I win Lotto I'll never have enough to buy anything better... and probably
never see an opportunity like this one again. So, that's it. Do it or don't.
There's no in between. Gary
April 28, 2012. When did I buy my Porta Potti Continental? I
think 3 or 4 years ago - used on eBay. It has a pretty small seat so I've
always wondered if it was a kid's model, and I got dudded. I've not used
it yet but for some reason this morning I decided to do a little investigating
via Google and found this. For your info, mine has twin chambers and
the plastic bellows are fine. I'm not sure why they call it the Continental
though... maybe Europeans have smaller bums.
Meanwhile, the slide-on camper took a $600 leap late yesterday up to
about $2750, which is not surprising. And I expect it will take a few more
leaps before the end of the auction at about 7 tonight.
However, the saga is but beginning BECAUSE quite by accident, as I was
checking out something else on the net, I saw a message "you
may also be interested in this". Hello? $3500? That's pretty cheap,
but it's in Queensland, quite a distance from here. The camper is designed
for a tub ute like mine which means I don't need a trayback. At least not
yet. Somewhere down the track, I'll get a trayback so that I can put those
two vacant spaces on each side of the camper floor to good use by installing
metal storage boxes... and maybe a couple more below the tray as well.
And now to surfing. NCArt wrote: The Endless Summer? While reading
a story on Kelly Slater I had to think of Cody. Slater is possibly the
greatest in the sport and won competitions around the world, including
one at Bell's Beach in Australia in 2010 when he was nearing forty. Injured
in the first round, the consensus was that he was too old, but he came
back and won. According to the writer, he fell in love with the sea at
five years of age, got a belly board at eight, but decided to stand up
on it because it was too tame. Interesting story and interesting man.
Yes, The Endless Kelly. Cody mentioned him often in dispatches and obviously
had a high regard for his ability. Cody also mentioned his dad teaching
him to surf in the "mush" when he was a "little Cody" because he wanted
a surfing buddy. And he got one. But it wasn't just the surf Cody loved,
it was the sea itself... something Mark came to realize after he took an
interest in sailing. Of all the summer jobs Mark could have taken after
he graduated from high school, it had to be sailing; something about which
he had never expressed one iota of interest during his school years. The
only other job Mark had after school was in a pizza joint as a waiter...
and suddenly Cody and Co were spending half their lives there hehe.
Well, the auction for the camper with all the goodies - the one just
up the road at Laurieton - has 1.5 hours to go, and is still currently
sitting on $2750. The seller of the other one in Queensland hasn't responded
to my email or phone call yet. By the time you northern hemisphericals
read this, it'll all be over... and I'll either have a camper or I won't.
April 27, 2012. Yes, dear Breth, it's a lot harder to find a
camper in my price range than a ute, so if I'm lucky
enough to get this one I'll be laughing. One of the great advantages
of this camper is storage... there's a stack of it. Bit of a shame about
the Ute though... it ain't easy to find one as good as mine for what I
paid, but she's a tub ute and not suitable for this camper. People with
lotsa money don't have these problems, ya know. BTW, the seller has uploaded
more pics of the camper since yesterday.
The auction ends about 7pm tomorrow, and there have been about 2000
visitors so far. My bet is that bidding will start getting pretty lively
just before the auction is due to close, and I suspect final bidding will
be close to the $10K mark (unless I'm the only one who recognizes what
it's worth). Being a Saturday night might help - not so many people at
home and/or on eBay. Fingers crossed but I don't like my chances.
I notice bidding started at $1, but has slowed a lot since getting to
$2K. It's the serious guys from here on in. There are also a couple of
pop-up camper trailers (those with canvas pop-out beds at both ends) at
good prices but, despite being tempted to change my mind, I prefer something
that sits on the ute tray and doesn't need setting-up on arrival (or separate
registration). A slide-on is also much easier to park in the street because
it only occupies one car-length.
I've been watching bidding on a Coleman
pop-up camper which hung around $3050 for ages and then jumped to $3555.
It's still there with 10 minutes before the auction ends. Incidentally,
it's about 10 minutes away from where I live! And yes it's tempting hehe.
5 minutes to go. 1 minute to go. Up to $3605 with seconds to go! Sold at
$4070 at the last possible moment hehe. Jeez, talk about nail biting.
I expect the same thing to happen tomorrow night with the slide-on...
serious bidders going beserk at the last minute. I'll be very surprised
if I manage to stay in the bidding. But... ya never know. Gary
April 26, 2012. Pay day, bills day, wtf day. Wouldn't it be nice
if the government paid me about 10 times more than I need for bills and
stuff? Then I'd have all that loverly money to play with.
The night shot of the courthouse I took last night ain't bad... nothing
award winning... but at least it won't be a big deal with future night
shoots. The more you understand about all those knobs and dials and buttons
on a sophisticated DSLR the less daunting they are... AND the more useful
they are! Anyway, after spending the past 14 months taking pics of the
Taree Courthouse renovations, I've
finally put the album together.
My Thomas the Tank Engine money box was getting pretty heavy so naturally
I was getting increasingly curious about how much loot I'd managed to stash
away in dollar and two dollar coins. I took it to the bank today to have
the contents counted by machine. Surprisingly, there were two other
people ahead of me in the queue...so I'm not the only hoarder. Anyway,
despite the heavy weight of the coins which I figured might be somewhere
around the $500 mark, mine totalled $363. Oh well... So I paid it off my
slide on camper that "could" be a bargain depending on how the bidding
goes on eBay. The auction finishes in about 2 days, and currently the bidding
is increasing by $25 increments. I've asked the seller a question about
the base... are the two side storage boxes removable so that the camper
can fit a tub ute. If not, and I bought the camper anyway, I'd have to
get a trayback. The thing about this particular camper is that it has a
lot of goodies, like roll-out awnings, 4-wind-up legs, solar, 240v inverter,
etc... AND it's at Laurieton, which is between Taree and Port Macquarie.
Just up the road! Compared to what I've seen for sale elsewhere over the
past year or so, it's gotta be worth about $10K at least. To my mind, it
would be worth buying and storing until I got myself a trayback ute. But
that depends on the bidding... if it goes over $5K it'll be out of my reach.
As of now, it's just below $2200. Stay tuned. Gary
April 25, 2012. Last evening, I took the camera up the road and
learned quite a few lessons in how not to... But I also learned quite a
few lessons in how to... take night shots, that is. What I really need
is a tripod as tall as I am. The one I have is about 5' which means I have
to stoop to adjust things (in the dark), and that can be a real pain. In
any case, the last couple of nights' boo-boos have taught me some useful
tricks - and all in the space of about an hour. Tonight, it'll be a case
of third time lucky...or maybe third time ready.
In the process of learning about night shoots, I've also learned a thing
or two about aperture priority mode and shutter priority mode. Auto mode
can't blur running water, for example. You need to select a slow shutter
speed for that. And to blur a background, you need the right aperture.
Manual focus helps as well. Auto is great for a vast range of shots but
certainly not all. I used to know all this stuff back in my manual camera
days but I've lately become a slave to auto. Getting lazy in my old age.
It's ANZAC Day in Oz (Memorial Day in the US). Anyway, it's the day
we commemorate all those who have fought in various wars down through the
years, beginning with WWI (and the Boer War in our case). In Oz, it's the
only day of the year that the Law turns a blind eye to the playing
of Two Up by diggers in pubs and clubs, which is where they retire
after Dawn Service and The March through town.
I just heard a fighter jet fly low overhead. That's not something you
hear every day in Taree. Speaking of jets, here's something NC Art wrote
the other day that I forgot to include: Our local newsrag reported today
that Qantas Air has given General Electric (GE Engines) a fat contract
for engines to be built in a plant right in our area. A big cash infusion
would do wonders for local optimism.
This is a more recent dispatch from Art: Click, got your picture!
I have a snapshot of my father taken with a Brownie box camera. Better
than most of the stuff I see from a cell-phone source, to boot. And the
old Kodak with lens perched on an extendable bellows track was no slouch
either. And the best nature shot I ever got was with a $49 Canon taken
of Mt. Ranier with doughnut cloud circling the peak. This was from an airline
window with the lens contacting the glass to prevent reflection. A fluke,
but a nice one!
Someone said fitting a Box Brownie inside a cell phone is probably not
a great marketing idea. But it's true that the old Box Brownie did a great
job. I have scores of family photo album pics taken with one of those things.
I also remember the old Kodak
bellows cameras. One thing I learned only recently was that Kodak invented
digital photography. My first digital camera was a Kodak (which I still
have). Now I also have 3 Fujifilm and 1 Sony.
Art continues: Go take some pix of koalas before they are extinct.
From an estimated 10,000,000 when the white men invaded Australia, there
are now but about 10,000 left. The eucalyptus trees they preferred have
nearly been all eradicated in the name of progress. And, the ones left
are being finished off by cars and dogs. If you're interested, go to National
Geographic on line to see photos and map of the east coastal forest as
it was and as it is now. A lot of the change has occurred from 1950 to
I managed to take in early 2011... the only pic of a koala so far.
I'm aware of the decimation of rainforest in this area. Taree and the entire
Manning Valley together with many neighboring areas were major timber producing
regions up until relatively recently. Just a block from this house is a
large motel/restaurant complex that used to be a timber yard a few decades
ago. Nonetheless, timber remains a viable industry in many parts of the
mid north coast but with selective logging and continuous reafforestation.
I saw a program on telly recently about a bloke who built a house of
straw. Not only that, he set fire to it and proved that it was fireproof.
Straw is cheap, plentiful, and renewable. He also said straw could be used
instead of forest timber to make toilet paper and paper towels. 26 billion
rolls of toilet paper, worth about $2.4 billion, are used every year in
America alone. So who cares? How many straw houses are being built in your
neighborhood? What does a
straw bale house look like?
Some stores decided to close today, being a public holiday. However,
the supermarket opened at 1pm as did the department store (where I bought
a Fiskars pruning saw for $10) but the pharmacy decided to remain closed
so I dipped out on my medication. It's for cholesterol so I guess it's
not life threatening. Lindsay is getting all domestic as well because he
splurged on a stainless steel kettle for about $20. Hehe. It's not a bad
looker either... a bit of class from a most unexpected source.
Oh... and how am I feeling today? Not too badly. Seeyaz tomorra. Gary
April 24, 2012. Oregon Richie's mom passed away peacefully last
evening. She was 93 or thereabouts. Richie was there at her bedside, along
with the rest of the family. That's about it, isn't it. Raise a family
and pass on the genes. Anything else we leave behind is a bonus. I'm still
working on my legacy hehe.
I'm hoping it'll be a photo, or maybe even a couple. I could be wrong
here but I think this is Australia's
most famous photo (as opposed to icon). It was taken by Max
Dupain in 1937. Anyway, legacies are for the living to be concerned
about. Once the sun stops shining, that's it... no more hay.
'Nature, forever unvanquished by the ages, is a bounteous blessing
to the life of man. We all need nature far more than it needs man.'
Max Dupain 1988
I'm going through Dupain's Exhibition Photography on the official website
just to absorb what he saw as worthwhile photographing. He spent a lot
of time visiting places familiar to my parents as well as me during my
youth. His work is not only very interesting but also very relaxing to
study. At the end, I felt rejuvenated and convinced that the world is not
such a bad place to be in.
'All I want the audience to say about my work is - "that's beautiful".
I know this is ... out of kilter with the contemporary view of world events,
industrial societies...wars, horror, violence and the desire for power.
But if photographers want to expose all this and try to change the social
pattern - they're welcome.' Max Dupain 1980s
I've taken a lot of pretty ordinary photos in my time but also some
worthwhile ones. Maybe I should switch to black and white. :o)
I'm not sure what the ratio of worthless to worthwhile should be but I'd
reckon if 1 in 100 shots turns out to be a "Sunbaker" you're doing pretty
Of course, when Dupain was running around taking shots with his Rolleiflex
or whatever, not many people owned a camera, and if they did it was probably
a Box Brownie. Since the advent of the internet and the digital age, there's
been a revolution. Now anyone with a cell phone has a camera, and they
carry it wherever they go! An increasing amount of footage used by Television
News is shot by amateurs using their cell phones. I wonder what Dupain
(1911-1992) would have said about the digital age and the explosion of
camera devices. Gary
April 23, 2012. TX Greg found a couple of vids about that snow
canyon I posted yesterday. That's a cool pic of the Tateyama
Kurobe Alpine Route in Japan. What a drive.... And here's another
one: Here's how
they clear the road.... What I want to know is, when that all melts
does the road turn into a river???
What surprised me was traffic driving on the left. I didn't know that
was the case in Japan. Greg also says he's sorry to learn that the latest
radiation dose is getting to me. Yes, it is but it's starting to abate.
When I spoke to the nurse at the hospital a couple of days ago, she said
it'll get worse before it gets better. And then before ending the call
she said, "Enjoy your weekend." Hello? Anyway, it was pretty bad over the
weekend but I think that's when it peaked. It's not too bad today (Monday).
At least the swelling has subsided a little.
Last night I took a few shots of the flood-lit police station and courthouse
but they didn't turn out very well. Some of the lights were brighter than
others and it seems the camera had difficulty getting a good average reading.
Most of the shots were over exposed. So it appears I'll have to experiment
with manual settings and do the ol' trial and error trick...take several
shots using different settings and pick the best. It was also a pain in
the ass working with a tripod in the dark, trying to get my horizontals
and verticals right.
As I took the last shot, a car appeared in the police station driveway
so I took the tripod out of the way, and stood back. It wasn't a police
car so I figured someone had finished their shift and was going home. But
the car stopped as it reached me and the window wound down. It was a young
woman who asked a few questions including, "What are you doing?" I figured
since I was holding a tripod and camera it was pretty obvious but I answered
anyway, and explained that the flood lights weren't switched on during
the day. She finally got the message, wished me well and drove off. Not
very bright some of these cops ya know.
Next time, I'll try B setting (bulb) which allows the shutter to remain
open as long as the shutter button stays pressed. Normally you would use
a remote shutter release but I don't have one. And I won't bother with
a tripod. I'll steady myself against a tree or pole or whatever, or maybe
use a monopod. It can't be any worse than last night's results.
Paul from Joburg wrote: Have you seen the movie: "World's greatest
dad!" (Robin Williams) Do you have something to do with it? Very similarities
in there... He's talking about my relationship with Cody, but the answer
is no to both questions. However, Cody did wish me Happy Father's Day one
time - the first and last time anyone has.
Meanwhile, NC Art reckons I should check my watch: Actually you must
have slept 24 hours instead of 12. There was no Odyssey posted for Saturday!
Anyway, hope your misery abates sooner than quickly.
For the past hour, I've been watching short photography tutorials on
Youchewb. There's a heap of them and they're all pretty informative...
not to mention free! Knowledge is power, right? Gary
April 22, 2012. 12 hours sleep last night, and several long naps
during the day. I feel a little better today but still not hundreds (as
Cody used to say). I spat a bit of blood last night so maybe it's true
and not metaphorical about the razor blades and barbed wire in my mouth.
Until the effects of the last blast of radiation subside, I'm afraid
there's no chance of jumping into the Ute to look for somewhere to do a
photo shoot. I'm just too preoccupied with the soreness of my mouth and
tongue. However, I'm gonna try my first night shoot tonight, just after
dark when the new courthouse and the old one next door are lit up. They're
just a short walk up the street. I'll use the old S7000 on a tripod with
"night" setting, where I choose the scene (night) and the camera chooses
the aperture and shutter speed (up to 3 seconds). Since I don't have a
remote shutter release, I'll use the self timer which delays the shutter
by a number of seconds to prevent camera shake.
I've had that camera about 4 years and it's taken me all this time to
get around to a night shot. I'm such a pathetic scaredy cat.
As to the short film that won Tropfest NY in 2008, Mankind Is No Island,
looks like there's a copyright issue. The Australian producer has made
it unavailable in the USA (perhaps at Tropfest's request). The film has
attracted over a million views on Youtube despite being unavailable in
the US, which says a lot about its popularity.
I slept several hours today which gave me some relief from the mouth
soreness. I'll stay awake for a while now, drink a can of nourishment,
watch a bit of telly and hope that I can sleep another 12 hours tonight.
I could take pain killers but I'd rather not. I'm hoping I'll be almost
back to normal-ish tomorrow or at least by Tuesday.
Here's a pic a friend sent me today. I've never seen anything like it,
and I wonder what kinda monster machine cleared all that snow!
I'll let you know tomorrow how my night shoot turned out. Gary
April 20, 2012. Got a call from Port Macquarie hospital's oncology
to ask how I'm fairing after the last blast. She wasn't surprised to hear
about the soreness, so I suspect she's aware of the extra zing they put
into the final dose. She said it'll probably take a week to settle down.
It even hurts to speak!
The weather has improved... nice and sunny and warm today, and will
continue that way for several days. So if I'm feeling okay I might jump
in the Ute and find something to photograph. One exhibition I'm curious
about is a display of famous hats (or at least hats worn by famous people)
at the local art gallery. That could be fun, and even artistic!
I'm keen to try the new camera's video capability, which allows use
of the zoom... not that I'm a fan of lots of zooming in vids but it could
be handy. The question is... what'll I do a vid of? I'd actually like to
do a serious short film one of these days. Here's one by an enterprising
Aussie that won quite a few awards. It's called Mankind
Is No Island, and is shot entirely on a cell phone.
Sorry for the shortie again today folks, but the only way I can deal
with the soreness of my tongue and jaw is to sleep, or at the very least
remain still. Gary
April 19, 2012. And another wettie. It'll improve from
tomorrow they say. I checked the weather map and almost the entire east
coast of Oz is WET!
I've decided... no more tube. The stuff in the cans doesn't taste THAT
bad so I'm drinking 3 a day orally. All I have to do with the tube is take
water through it occasionally (flush it) to keep it clean. If my weight
remains consistent over the next 2 to 3 weeks, then I'll inform the hospital
and make arrangements to have the tube removed. It's a real pain in the
ass ya know. I've gotta remember it when I roll over at night in bed, it
gets tangled up in my clothing during the day, and it's a bloody nuisance
when I shower.
I informed Lindsay this morning as I emerged from the loo that the light
bulb in the toilet needed replacing. "Yeah, I know," he said, "it went
last night." Oh? Last night? And he didn't replace it? Anyway, I did.
Front door's been busy today... the doc, meals on wheels, my special
food, and my new/used camera! The camera was well presented, still in its
box just like new, except for a few minor blemishes. It was immediately
obvious that the S1800 not in the same class as my S7000 (which retailed
at about $1000 new). The S7000 is sturdier, bigger, features manual as
well as auto settings, has a hotshoe for external flash, a bulb setting
and a manual focus ring. But the S1800 has a super zoom and more megapixels.
The S1800 also doesn't have a threaded lens barrel so you can't attach
filters or a lens hood unless you have an adaptor. An eBay seller in the
States has them, plus the filters and other goodies. But I might try the
camera as is before I spend any more dough. The use of a hood on a wide-angle
zoom of the S1800's capability could cause vignetting. The two main advantages
of the S1800 over my other cameras is its awesome zoom capability and the
fact that the zoom can be used while shooting video. That will be very
useful in certain circumstances.
NC Art wrote and said he had a bit of trouble accessing the Odyssey
site. I had a bit of trouble with intermittent connection yesterday too
- maybe it had something to do with the heavy rain up and down the coast.
Art also commented on beaches and how things have changed: What happened
to Burleigh Heads reminds me of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. When I was
young the beach was about all it had, and a good one. One could drive into
"town" and rent a cottage for a night or a month. For a short stay we brought
our own food and alcohol of choice. Sunning and swimming was daytime activity
and a visit to the Pavilion at night. The Pavilion had an open-sided dance
floor connected to a fishing pier. Boys hunting girls and doing that motionless
dance step; motionless except for slow pelvic gyrations. Now the place
we knew is a traffic clogged area of tourist trap souvenir shops, bars,
and "private" clubs where anything is ok until the police bust in. The
beach lovers have moved north along the coast and stay in high rise air
conditioned hotels with full service dining and valet service. This is
I don't believe it is progress, Art. But you know what they say about
supply and demand.
Anyway, I haven't been feeling all that well today. I think the hospital
gave me a mega blast of radiation last week, and it's beginning to tell.
My tongue and lower jaw/teeth are particularly sensitive, and I'm salivating
too much. Last night in bed, I had to swallow every few minutes or so which
meant I couldn't sleep properly. Also the saliva tasted gross. It's not
so bad today but it's still uncomfortable. It'll pass, of course, but the
only way I could get through the day was to take regular naps, which explains
this short waffle. Seeyaz tomorrow. Gary
April 18, 2012. Another wettie - a good day to stay indoors.
The recent radiation must have upset my tongue and jaw so I won't even
bother trying anything adventurous with food for a week or two. I had a
terrible time with meatballs and spag last night even though the meatballs
were small. Just when I think I'm making improvements, those zappers come
along and bugger everything up again.
My dietitian phoned and said the aim now is to get rid of the stomach
tube. So what I have to do is take one of the cans of stuff I normally
use with the tube and pour the contents into a tall glass. Add milk, flavoring
(coffee, chocolate, vanilla, etc) and ice cream and whip into a shake.
Then consume orally. If I can do that with one of the three cans I consume
a day and keep my weight consistent, great. Two cans a day? So much the
better. And three? Goodbye tube. Mind you, I can drink the contents of
the cans straight but it doesn't taste all that good.
I was telling Richie the other day that the road pictured below (April
16) with the old Wolseley and Ron was the main drag down the south coast
all those years ago. It was very much a string of sleepy little villages
back then. But things have certainly changed in recent times - check
this out. Here's a pic of Burleigh
Heads up near the Queensland border during the '60s with lots
of campers in their caravans. This is Burleigh
Heads today. Burleigh Heads is between Coolangatta and Surfers Paradise.
I was there in the early '60s when there were NONE of those high rise buildings
to be seen anywhere along the coast. The only holiday accommodation available
was a camp ground, a caravan park or a room in a guest house.
Mind you, I won't be staying in anything flash on the Odyssey. Simple
and basic - that'll be me. Jeans, flip flops and T. I prefer it that way.
Not sure what the story is today but I've been sleeping a lot. Could
be something to do with last week's radiation, or even the weather. Anyway,
whatever the cause, my creative juices are not flowing, so we'll see what
happens tomorrow. Gary
April 17, 2012. TX Greg is at it again. This time he's commented
on Ron's surfboard: I see a surfboard on the Wolseley. I didn't know
(or remember) that YOU were a surfer??? You're right... I wasn't. But
I did try standing on that thing a couple of times in VERY shallow water
while Ron took some pics. I used to have the photos but the 35mm slides
must have perished cos I don't have them anymore. Greg also sent this link
to a turkey balls
fest in the US. Ugh! They've gotta be joking, right?
The wet weather has really set in here in li'l ol' Taree... heavy rain
and flash flooding for the rest of the week, easing next Sunday. How dreary!
One thing I'm gonna have to do on the Odyssey is stay one or two steps
ahead of Mother Nature and keep an eye on the longish-range weather forecasts.
I don't wanna get stuck camping in mud. Eeek!
Got an email to say the seller of the Fuji S1800 posted it today. I
paid for it on Saturday. Hello? Oh well... that means I'll probably get
it Thursday. The current weather is not exactly conducive to photography
anyway so it's no biggie... it's just that I'm curious to have a fiddle
with it, and check that 18x zoom. That should be fun!
I suspect by the time I'm ready to get a slide-on camper, I'll swap
the Ute for a trayback.
I've noticed that maybe 80% + of used slide-ons for sale are designed for
traybacks. They sit higher than those designed for tub utes (like mine)
because the flat tray is above the rear wheels, but they do have some important
advantages. The width of the floor area is as wide as the tray (the full
width of the vehicle), which provides more storage space (usually accessible
from outside the ute via side boots). Vacant areas forward and aft of the
rear wheels, beneath the tray, can be used to hang extra
storage boxes. And lastly, reversing under the raised slide-on to re-position
it on the tray is easier.
Anyway, whether that happens or not dozen madder. If I find a slide-on
to suit a tub ute before I sell the Ford, fine. No worries. First in, best
Lookie, lookie, it's late already and I dunno where the time went. Yes,
I do... I was daydreaming about stuff and lost the plot. Anyway, time to
think about feeding this old bod and maybe catching up with the news on
telly. This new digital wide-screen cheapie works really well ya know...
audio is a bit tinnie but otherwise it's a ripper. And I like all the free
digital channels as well! Gary
April 16, 2012. Roite, Mundee mornin, and not a very nice one...
cloudy and gray with a distinct possibility of drizzle.
Remember I said I had some fragile old slides digitized recently? This
is a pic of my Wolseley 1500's timber dash. I thought it was very posh,
but in fact it was fulla bloody rattles. All the screws had worked loose.
The Wolseley was my second car, bought in 1964, and that pic was taken
from our drive looking across the road at the houses opposite.
Here's the Wolseley again but this time somewhere on the south coast
of NSW back in '64. My mate Ron and I went on a camping trip for 5 weeks
around Christmas, stopping at various beaches along the way. The car had
run outta petrol so Ron volunteered to hitch into the nearest town. He
was just about to raise his leg and fart as I took that pic. He managed
to hitch a ride back as well so he didn't have to do much walking. And
the song I remember from that trip? The Righteous Bros - You've Lost That
I Googled a few recipes, looking for an easy gravy to go with the turkey
balls I'm gonna make later. I found one, but I also found a
great recipe for chicken balls for kids. Kids recipes are more fun.
:o) Turkey instead of chicken? No problem.
Anyway, it's too easy, and they're oven baked, not fried so I can have
them with sweet chilli sauce instead of gravy. Can't wait!
TX Greg suggested I had problems with the Fuji zoom on the weekend because
I was gawking at the talent on the beach instead of paying attention to...
whatever. *ahem* The nerve of that guy! Anyway, he said what I really need
is a zoom like this. Yeah right... Lesson No. 1 in being inconspicuous.
I started fiddling around with the Remington shaver last night and got
frustrated with trying to read the little booklet's cleaning instructions
and deciphering the drawings. So I got an idea. Youtube! Sure enough, I
found a couple of really helpful vids there that explained the procedures
clearly, and showed EXACTLY how to remove and replace parts. So now I'm
ready to try it... when my whiskers grow a little, that is. I have none
on some parts of my chin and jaw, and almost zip on my neck thanks to the
radiation. Cool with me though. I couldn't care less if they never grew
back. Actually, it's the ones up my bloody nose and in my ears they shoulda
gotten rid of! And my feral eyebrows! Those things go bloody beserk if
I don't trim them.
The turkey balls are in the oven... should be ready in about half an
hour, with a bit of a shake or two during the process to even the cooking.
My tongue is still a bit too swollen to be eating such stuff but bugger
it... I can't wait. I'll just try a few and dip them in sweet chilli sauce.
Well, not so easy. The tongue is so damn big it makes it difficult to
get the turkey balls in my mouth for chewing and swallowing... but I can
JUST ABOUT manage, if I take it slowly and carefully - one at a time. I
think the swelling will go down in a few days to a week... I'm still fresh
from the last radiation. Oh well, I'll save the remaining turkey balls
as leftovers and put them in the fridge for later. Grrrr.
It's late in the afternoon now and, sure nuff, it's been cool and drizzly
all day. Not a good day for camping, folks! Not a good day for trying to
eat turkey balls either as it turns out. But... not to worry... things
will get better. I'll be less ambitious tonight and have soup for dinner...
April 15, 2012. Well, the
Crowdy Bay photo album is now posted. Some pretty pics there, including
a couple of the kookaburra who was responsible for jamming my Fuji zoom.
But I got a few good shots of him anyway.
Meanwhile, I Googled the zoom problem and found a forum. One guy had
a solution without having to send the camera away for repair, so I figured
I'd give it a go. But before I could unscrew the lens-barrel to expose
the zoom sheath, guess what? The problem disappeared! So now the camera
is back to normal! BUT, last night, thinking that I was probably gonna
have to trash the camera, I checked eBay and found a later model (2010)
with all kinds of tricky gizmos including an 18x optical zoom for $129,
and the auction only had an hour to run. Yep, I won the auction and got
the camera for $130 (with free postage). How's that for a bargain? The
18x optical zoom + 6x digital is equivalent to a 500mm telephoto which
used to be as long as your arm, and with this camera it can be used while
taking HD video... great for things like surfing footage. Check
out the S1800 review here.
The scary thing for the high-end manufacturers like Canon and Nikon
is that these far cheaper alternatives are giving the big guns a serious
run for their money. And Fuji is leading the charge.
Here are a couple of comments on the pics of my radiation mask. This
one is from TX Greg: "smug" no way, it's cool to see a smile on
your face again and that youre winning this battle :)
Funny, but I'm not thinking of it as a "battle"... more like a process
or an experience that will lead to a positive result. I'm not feeling negative
about it at all... although a couple of months ago I was not so confident.
BTW, smiling is not so easy yet cos my lower jaw is still a bit stiff and
And this one from NC Art: That radiation rig you had on looks like
medieval chain mail the knights wore under all the metal suits of armor.
All dressed up, but couldn't mount the horse without a boost from a couple
of servants. What stupidity. As for shaving, I don't like it myself so
I limit myself to once a week. Hehe....
My face I don't mind it,
You see I'm behind it;
It's the people out front gets the jar.
Yes, I'm always shocked by what I see when a photo is taken of my face.
It looks so different from this side! Far less distressing.
Showered, shaved (no, not the Remington... it needs to be on charge
for 24 hours before first use), and currently munching on a kids' snack...
cheesy macaroni in beef sauce. It's got 'Parental Supervision Advised'
printed on the pack. But that's cool... I didn't break or spill anything,
and it tastes pretty damn good. It comes in a small snack-size microwavable
tub, and it's a good source of protein (which is what Cody used to say...
but we won't go there). I'm actually getting pretty adept at keeping my
numb tongue away from my teeth as I experiment with more "lumpy" stuff.
Mmmm... it actually IS good! One of the dietitians at the hospital suggested
them... she gives them to her kids when they pester her for something to
eat. And they were on spesh @ 2 for $3.
100 years ago, the unthinkable happened to the unsinkable. TX
Greg sent this link to a CBS report.
Anyway, I've been buggerizing around this afternoon and the time has
vanished. Enjoy the Crowdy Bay pics. It's time for me to do the usual telly/dinner
thing and then catch a good night's sleep. Actually, that's one thing I
don't have a problem with... sleep! 10 hours no worries. Gary
April 14, 2012. What a perfect day weatherwise! I left Port Macquarie
about 8am but not before one of the other lodge guests gave me a tip about
taking the coast road from Laurieton to Crowdy Bay. I shoulda known better...
I got lost... So I went back to my original plan and turned off the Pacific
Hwy further south and did a bit of a photo shoot around the national park
camping area and also Crowdy Head. I can tell you one thing... it ain't
crowded! Miles and miles and miles of pristine beaches and only a handful
of people (metaphorically speaking). It's a bit late now so I'll post the
album tomorrow. However, I will post this shot.
If I look a bit smug it's because I don't have to wear that bloody radiation
mask again! Talk about claustrophobic! You can see a couple of the clamps
they use to keep your head pinned to the bed frame. The fit is as tight
as a second skin. And in case you're wondering, Buckeyes is the Ohio footy
team Sean follows. The shirt is one of the 10 million he's given me already
over the years.
I had a prob with the bigger Fuji after the shoot at Crowdy Bay. The
zoom jammed, and I can't free it. Looks like a repair job but that could
be more expensive than what the camera is worth, especially if I have to
send it to Sydney. The camera is 8 years old. It would be a shame to trash
it because it's a great camera. If I do trash it, I'll get another Fuji
because I've got a lot of Fuji accessories. BTW, the above pics were taken
with the little Fuji compact held at arm's length.
Did a little shopping back at Taree... mostly FOOD including a few experimental
goodies that are "almost" normal food (if you count kids' snacks as normal).
But I did lash out on some turkey mince/ground that I'll roll into small
balls (mixed with onion and herbs) and fry before smothering them in some
sort of chicken sauce/gravy. I should be able to handle that. Maybe with
a bit of mashed spud. But tonight I'm gonna try scrambled eggs again, this
time without the sticky cheese that caused me all kinds of grief last time.
Apart from food, I bought a new Remington 3-head "pivot and flex" titanium
bladed shaver (cord and cordless - rechargable). You can even wash the
thing after shaving. How cool! It's the mid-range F5790 model and was on
spesh at $96. I've always been a regular blade shaver but I HATE shaving,
so what the hell... I'll give this thing a shot.
What an exciting day! I should get out more often. Pity about the bigger
Fuji though. I really like that camera. Gary
April 13, 2012. Bloody acronyms! I was watching a news program
last night on telly and everyone was talking about the introduction of
the GFC. What the...??? So I did a Google... Global Financial Crisis.
The Westpac rescue chopper was back again but this time it hung around
for a while, probably waiting to take the patient somewhere else after
emergency treatment here. I watched it start up again, rise a few feet,
turn 180 degrees, gain a bit more height and then tilt forward as it headed
off. They don't seem to tilt forward as much before heading off as they
used to... this thing was almost level. Anyway, they're bloody fascinating
machines. I've always found them so.
Speaking of machines, the radiation monster gave me a zap under my head
yesterday and again this morning. Dunno what that's all about, but the
machine has about 4 large arms that rotate and swivel and stretch as they
search for teensie bits of the patient to micro toast. This afternoon I'm
due for my last zap... the final quarter of this April quad. Then it's
wait and see time until the end of May when I'm assessed.
Nothing wrong with my appetite. Just back from the canteen with a "Flake"
chocolate bar, another Bago Bluff boysenberry yoghurt and a triple size
ANZAC "that might be a bit hard for you, darling" biscuit. But then the
lady said, "It'll be alright if you make a cuppa and dunk it." I agreed.
Besides, I've eaten all the freebies in my lodge room.
Just heard on the news that North Korea's latest attempt at launching
a long-range missile failed miserably, consistent with their previous attempts
during the past decade. And I understand that security guard Zimmerman,
the guy who shot young Trayvon, allegedly in self defense, has been arrested
and charged with 2nd degree murder... a good thing in my opinion.
And a Qantas airbus has completed a test flight from Sydney to Adelaide
using biofuel made from recycled cooking oil obtained from McDonalds restaurants
in the US. It's 4 to 5 times more expensive than regular aviation fuel
at the mo but is expected to be in regular use in the relatively near future.
Well, my last radiation zap is over and as a parting gift they gave
me the mask. I've taken a few photos but I can't upload them to this netbook.
I'll do it when I get back to Taree tomorrow. I can't say I'm a big fan
of cancer or its treatment but I have quite enjoyed the company of the
staff here, including Paula who manages the Rotary Lodge. They've all been
great, even Dr Scruffy. So in a way I'm sorry to be going. One thing they
all agreed on is that I fit in quite well cos I'm as nutty as they are.
Actually, I guess that's gonna happen a lot on the Odyssey... getting to
know people and then having to move on.
And moving on is what I'm about to do... Watch a bit of telly, sleep
with the ghosts again (there are some weird noises in the early hours in
this room lemme tellya, knocks and bangs and rattles... noises I don't
hear during daylight hours), and take off early tomorrow morning. I'll
do a detour to Crowdy National Park on the way back home and do a photo
So far, nothing untoward has happened on this Friday the 13th, but that
could change depending on the ghosts tonight. :o)
April 12, 2012. Mmmm, mmmm. This is good! Just back from the
hospital canteen. I was starving! So I bought a tub of natural yoghurt
smothered in crushed, mixed berries. The yoghurt is firm and fresh, almost
like soft ice cream and the berries are awesome! The brand is Bago Bluff
from the local dairy co-op, and far better than anything I've tasted from
the supermarket. Wow, I had no idea yoghurt could taste so damn good! The
container is fairly generous too, 250g. Not bad for $3. The canteen is
run by a group of ladies and some of the hot food there looked delicious,
like their own home made chilli chicken or rissole burgers. Ohhhh... how
I wish I could eat solid food!
The radio therapy machines have been suffering a few maintenance problems
today so the operators are way behind. I had to wait 2 hours this morning,
and I expect they'll be late again this afternoon. Oh well... At least
this time they'll ring my lodge room and let me know when they're ready.
It's only a minute across the car park.
Oregon Richie was born this day in 1956, which makes him 56. He was
better looking then. But '56 was a significant year for Oz. It was the
year TV was introduced Down Under as well as the year Melbourne hosted
the Olympic Games. Holden jazzed up the last of the iconic FJs before they
were replaced by a new model, and I was 12 and in my second last year of
high school. It was also the year my eldest nephew was born.
I think the '56 Olympic Games were the first to be televised. But we
didn't have satellites back then so the footage (did we have video tape
back then?) had to be flown overseas before it could be telecast.
Bob the receptionist phoned my room and told me to get my butt over
there for radiation, but then I went crazy and started entertaining the
other people in the waiting room. It was fun actually, and I was getting
some good laughs. But my dietitian interrupted and took me to another room
to give me a lecture about eating more stuff with lumps. Fair enough. The
sooner I get rid of this stomach tube the better. She also gave me a bag
of samples that I can take orally... high energy stuff.
It's late now and I better post this Waffle, and then attend to... I
won't call it dinner. Next zap 8am. Gary
April 11, 2012. Here I am at the Rotary Lodge, Port Macquarie
for the third time. Yep, it certainly flies. The young doc (the scruffy
one) said, "I saw you the other day!" I thought he meant somewhere in Taree
but no, he said he saw me down by Flynns Beach, Port Macquarie taking photos.
That was on the Saturday morning a month ago before I drove home! See what
I mean about flies? By the way, the doc had had a haircut and trimmed his
beard, and was looking almost human. But then I checked his shoes under
the desk and they were still scuffed hehe. Anyway, he asked me a bunch
of questions about the radiation treatment and how I was fairing, and then
checked my neck for lumps. He'll assess my progress again in six weeks,
which is about the same time the Sydney specialist will check me over.
The hospital was super busy this morning because of catch-up after the
NC Art wrote:
While Americans are moaning over jobs being outsourced
to China, etc., for the cheap labor, one industry is impervious to such
a fate. That is a genuine American product highly prized in other parts
of the world. Australia and Canada are large importers, while some places--Muslim
nations in particular--make poor customers. Anyway 60 countries are now
customers, including the Philippines, Mexico and Vietnam.
The product: Sperm! Frozen of course.
It is a growing commercial venture with an increase
from one sperm bank in 1965 to 675 today. And its value in 2008 was worth
$67 million. Men with PhD degrees command higher fees than lesser intellectuals,
but any healthy guy can donate.
Finally we have a recession proof business model
that's fun! Masturbation rules!
I watched a program on telly recently about a bunch of young people
who discovered they were siblings because they had the same donor father.
He was eccentric to say the least... a dropout who lived in an old motorhome
parked at a California beach. He was heavily into conspiracy theories as
well, something about government agencies kidnapping citizens. The kids
were happy to have their curiosity satisfied but, after meeting their biological
father, were not keen to establish any kind of ongoing relationship. And
I can understand why.
Some time ago I watched another program about sperm donors. One of them
was rejected because his sample lacked the minimum sperm count. It was
a huge blow to his ego. He was devastated!
British Boy Band One Direction arrived in Sydney this morning to the
howls and screams of fans. Their first down under tour was booked out in
3 minutes, and they're the first British group in history to debut at No.1
in the US with their debut album. The boys all auditioned separately for
Britain's X Factor and failed to make the cut, so judge Simon Cowell got
them to form a band. Not a silly idea as it turns out.
Anyway, the presenter on ABC radio this morning as I drove to PM was
talking about how each generation has its own boy band. I forget who hers
was but 20-something years ago they toured Oz and she wrote a letter to
her favorite member and sent it to the hotel where they were staying. She
professed her undying love and carried on with all the usual fan hype but
was later totally crushed when her letter wasn't answered. Hehe. Funny
now but not back then.
I've been through the crush thing a few times. How embrarrassing! Not
to mention dangerous. Crushes can be incredibly intense. There's a chemical
produced by the brain that can cause us to become obsessed with another
person for no logical or rational reason ... can't remember what it's called,
but it was mentioned on Justin's blog some time back. Anyway, that's one
drug that can't be outlawed cos God made it. Gary
April 10, 2012. Justin posted
this link on his blog - Emmanuel Kelly's performance on X-Factor. Emmanuel
is a victim of chemical warfare in Iraq. He and his brother were found
as infants in a shoebox by local nuns and placed in an orphanage where
they were adopted by an Australian woman.
I'm usually skeptical of the way talent shows portray the reaction of
judges and audiences towards contestants with a disability, and obviously
I'm not the only one. Here's a critique
of Emmanuel's appearance by a fellow stage performer who is also disabled.
Meanwhile, NC Art wrote: Go to Smithsonian.com/titanoboa for a lookee
at what's being discovered (or uncovered) in Colombian (South America)
coal mining pits. Talk about BIG, the Paleocene epoch had some hot spells
and heavy snakes!
Here's a link to Huffington
Post's article on the Titanoboa which includes a link to the Smithsonian
magazine's article about Columbia.
Yesterday, I asked Steve W why it took 40 years for him to tell me I
was an excellent DJ: I like to give a "considered" opinion……….and I'm
a very slow considerer!!!
I chatted with Averil yesterday and mentioned the Graham Nash thing,
and not knowing that he was the founding member of The Hollies. After I'd
talked for 5 or 10 minutes about Crosby, Stills, Nash and The Hollies,
Averil said, "He died in a plane crash, didn't he?" "Who?" "Buddy Holly?"
"What's Buddy Holly got to do with it?" "That's who I thought you were
talking about." Sheesh.
Gloucester is a small town about an hour's drive west of here with a
population of about 2,500, so I wondered what rents were like there compared
to Taree. I happened on a rural property about 10 minutes out of town.
Looks to me like a self-contained flat attached to a house. My guess is
that the farmhouse is occupied by a widow (judging by the feminine touches
to the decor) who is looking for company as well as a bit of extra income.
check out the photo album and the views. Looks like a stunning place.
Well, no more freebies in the stomach-tube din dins department like
it's been for the past couple of months. My dietitian has registered me
with the Home Enternal Nutrition program so that I can buy it "at the special
price" and have it delivered. But I'm not sure how long I'll be needing
that stuff, or when the tube will be removed. Maybe someone can tell me
these things when I'm in Port Macquarie over the next 3 days. But I'm not
counting on it. Hehe. Yeah... Fawlty Towers.
This is the time of evening I should be thinking about what I'll have
for dinner. Grrrr. I miss breakfast and lunch but most of all I miss dinner.
And to make it worse, I can smell Sue's Meals on Wheels, which are prepared
by the commercial kitchens at Club Taree. Grrrr II. Anyway, I'll post this
Waffle and turn on the telly. Then tomorrow morning it'll be off to Port
Macquarie for my final series of zaps. Gary
April 9, 2012. Speaking of Cody (which I was yesterday), TX Greg
has organized Cody's new guestbook and archived all the old stuff on Codysworld.
So any time you wanna say g'day, you know where to go.
Meanwhile, Steve W wrote: As a past DJ (and an excellent one I may
add, as I listened to you every morning getting me off to school when you
were at 2GO), like yourself, how could you not remember that Graham Nash
was part of the Hollies!!!! Anyway, dozen madder, just get well and get
on the trip. By the way, another legend of the radio past, Ian MacRae is
getting a new radio station on the air in Sydney's West……there may a job
going for you!!!!
You can only remember things you know or knew, Steve. And there's a
helluva lot I don't know and never did. Ah yes, Ian MacRae. He used to
say things like "how's your left elbow?" The
article about the new radio station 2GW (greater west) is a year old.
Is that the station you're talking about? Anyway, Macca has put on weight,
but he's still got lots of hair. As to me working in radio again, I don't
think so. Radio studios have clocks on their walls to constantly remind
you that certain things need to be done at a certain time. I'm past all
that now... I don't even have an alarm clock. Well, I do but it's not switched
The first thing I noticed about that studio was NO TURNTABLES! And no
cartridge machines either. I
go back a long way, ya know.
Oregon Richie turns 56 soon and is starting to look for positive aspects
to aging, hehe. He sent this Huffington Post article about the "mature
brain" and its "boundless potential". To my way of thinking, life is
about being productive PERIOD... no matter what time of life it is. Playing
golf or fishing all day ain't my idea of being productive. I figure you're
gonna "rest in peace" for long enough, so you might as well make the most
of the time you have on this planet.
By the way, last night I watched Australia, the Time Traveller's Guide,
about the jurassic period when Oz had its fair share of dinosaurs, including
herbivore that weighed 400 tonnes. Obviously those blokes wouldn't
survive in the harsh, dry environment of today's Oz but back then, 100
million years ago, give or take, Australia was one big lush tropical rainforest
from coast to coast with lots of dino salad.
Queensland has the world's only known fossilized evidence of a dinosaur
stampede, where scores of smaller dinos standing on the muddy banks of
a billabong were surprised by a large carnivorous dino and scattered in
all directions. Broome
in Western Australia is well known for its dino footprints, while Coober
Pedy in South Australia is well known for its opalized dino bones.
When Europeans first settled Oz they thought it was a "new land". How
wrong they were. Oz is as old as the Earth itself, 4.5 billion years. Which
makes me wonder if Benny watches science programs. Probably not. It's interesting
to me that science can't claim anything to be fact until it can be proved,
and yet religion can claim the existence of an invisible deity and the
resurrection of Jesus into Heaven on the third day after the crucifixion
with no proof whatsoever. The problem with science is that all it offers
is knowledge whereas religion offers salvation and a free harp.
And that's it for Easter Monday and the Easter Holiday weekend in Oz.
I heard on the radio this morning that holidaymakers eager to beat the
traffic home were themselves clogging up the main arteries back to the
cities. Then they'll be back at work tomorrow and the rush and bustle of
peak hour. Sheesh. What madness! Here in Taree, peak hour lasts about 5
or 10 minutes. Gary
April 8, 2012. I got the idea for Aussie Odyssey about 4 years
ago, and since then I've paid about $20,000 in rent. Now that's the kinda
dough I could have used instead to buy a pretty nifty camper. Yeah? There's
gotta be a lesson in there somewhere.
Well, in a few days from now I'll be in Port Macquarie again for my
final blast of radiation therapy. But of course, the result of that won't
be known for some weeks or maybe longer. I suspect they'll call me back
for some kind of medical assessment in May. Meanwhile, they'll be encouraging
me to take more food orally. They work in mysterious ways up there at Port
Macquarie hospital... not a very talkative lot.
Anyway, I'm looking beyond that... I'm not gonna sit around here twiddling
my thumbs forever. It's time for a bit of action! Trouble is, I need to
be motivated. Cody motivated me. Steve motivated me. J motivated me to
write the books. And then Aussie Odyssey motivated me for a while, but
I started getting lazy... or maybe I ran outta places to go around here.
I found it increasingly difficult to get off my butt and GO somewhere,
mainly because I'd have to turn around and come back home. If I had a camper
and could stay wherever I happened to be, there'd be no problem. Also,
if wherever I happened to be was new to me, I'd automatically be motivated
to investigate the local scene and take lots of piccies!
You see, dear Breth, a bloke like me needs to be constantly stimulated
in order to be motivated, and that means a regular change of scenery. NC
Art wrote to say he'd re-read some of my old stuff: Last night the diary
of Daniel popped into my head and I made an association I had missed while
reading his unlikely tale. It was about his trip to SA for a swim competition
and other odd entertainments with Kyle and his buds. At one point, they
met a redheaded teen from Oz who called himself Gary! This young fellow
with green eyes had some hankerings he did not understand until....WOW...he
read the full book and loved it all. What else did I miss about an author
putting himself in a fictional story? Hehe, just coincidence I guess.
Something my older bro once said comes to mind. He was talking about
the odd behavior of teens, and how they needed to do silly things on their
road to maturity "to get it out of their system". Well, I never did. As
a teen, I was too sensible to be silly. I missed out on all the crazy stuff.
So when I wrote Daniel, I saw it as an opportunity to go back to my teen
years and "get it out of my system". I was so successful, I could never
write that kinda stuff again... not in a fit. As my mother used to say
boys and their weird ways, "he's just going through a phase".
What did Cody once say about me? "You're pretty teenie for a fossil."
Hehe. Yes, I was, but not any more. I'm old and grumpy now.
It's interesting that I was never able to act on stage; to change my
persona and assume another character. But I could do it in private, when
no one was looking, and I could also do it in my head. When I wrote about
Daniel I became Daniel, when I wrote about Paul I became Paul, and ditto
all the other characters, including adults. I remember young Danny from
California, a fan who truly believed that Daniel and Paul were not only
real people but also separate individuals. He was shattered when I told
him they were both me. But he got over it after a while, and we became
good friends. That happened with quite a few fans.
Anyway, that was a phase... the MrB phase... a part of history that
will never be repeated... just as Cody's life will never be repeated (or
anybody's, for that matter). Gary
April 7, 2012. Religion in politics? As one commentator on Planet
America said, America has been about religion right from the very beginning.
G & G... God and Guns. It began with the Pilgrims. It spawned Billy
Graham. It even gave rise to a new religion, Mormonism. It has "In God
We Trust" printed on its banknotes. And its presidents end their speeches
with "God Bless America".
A prominent American evangelist said that 61% of Americans have at least
some religious belief or attachment compared to Canada's 20-something percent,
Britain's 17%, and France's 10%.
Here in Oz, our Prime Minister, Julia Gillard, is an athiest, female,
childless, unmarried, and living with a man. Her Minister for Finance and
Deregulation, Penny Wong, is the first openly lesbian member of the cabinet.
Wong became a proud mother recently when her partner gave birth to a daughter.
Yes, we do have a religious right here. But unlike America, where the religious
right is pretty much exclusively associated with the Republican party,
it's evenly spread across both sides of the Australian political spectrum.
Anyway, it appears that religion in politics and/or politics in religion
in America are here to stay, like peas in a pod.
Here's what NC Art has to say about the subject: About the only thing
to say about religion in politics or politics in religion is that they
make strange partners: Incompatible and mutually destructive. Each corrupted
by the other until both are twisted into One Great Lie. Oh well, whaddaya
expect from humans? We even screw up the weather, huh?
Art also suggested I use a blender to puree any food with lumps or chunks
in it. Well, I don't have a blender. Never bothered to buy one or use one.
By the way, that savory mince and vegies didn't work last night. Too lumpy.
Never underestimate the value of a skinny tongue with feeling, ladies and
genitals. It's there for a good reason. Meanwhile, nobody seems to know
when mine will get back to normal.
Sue has had a busy day today - two falls. And Lindsay has had a busy
day cursing her, and threatening to put her into a nursing home. He won't,
of course. He needs his inflatable doll. What a pair. Meanwhile, I've been
mulling over my future, trying to make sense of the uncertainty. I become
a little concerned at times about not belonging to any one or any place.
Independence is cool but it can also be kinda scary, ya know, especially
when you're getting a tad long in the tooth.
I've had a few stays in hospitals lately... two weeks at Royal Prince
Alfred, and two shorter stays at Port Macquarie. The only visitor was my
ex-neighbor in Glebe who brought me the wireless modem for my netbook.
Having no visitors is not something that bothers me particularly, but it
does remind me of where I stand. Be careful of what you wish for, yes?
But despite my misgivings about traveling solo around Oz, being by myself
much of the time, and having to rely on you-know-who for everything, it
does sound a tad more exciting than living in a flat next to a bunch of
geriatric neighbors. It also sounds a tad more exciting than waiting for
my cancer treatment to end, and my wounds to heal. Sitting around here
doing bugger all is driving me nutz. Gary
April 6, 2012. My friend Mieke sent this link to an
amazing musical performance. Blew me away. Loved the understated humor
Here it is, after 3pm already. Another perfect day weatherwise and I
was tempted to go somewhere, but running around with a stomach tube dangling
in the breeze ain't a good look. So I napped a little and pretty much wasted
a nice day. Shame on me.
Crosby, Stills and Nash are on tour in Oz at the mo. I watched an interview
with Graham Nash as a photographer. He carries a camera everywhere he goes
- "When Elvis Presley comes around the corner riding on the back of an
elephant, I'll be ready". He said he fell in love with photography at age
10. I didn't know he
was born in England or that he was a founding member of the Hollies.
I thought he was always a part of Crosby, Stills, Nash (and sometimes)
Young. Anyway, he's a keen photographer and has had a lot of his work published.
At one stage of the interview, he referred to his "eye" for photography,
which I thought was interesting because quite a number of his shots are
candids... spotting something unusual and capturing it before it vanishes
forever. I gathered he's more into candids than posed shots. Also interesting
was what he said of his music, "I write in pictures."
I like all of CSN and the Hollies stuff, but one that really stands
out for me is Marrakesh
Express. Now that I'm aware of Nash's background, yeah, I can recognize
the Hollies and the English accent in that voice. When Nash was getting
the Hollies organized, I was taking a photo of my dad's Standard Vanguard
and my Wolseley 1500 through the open window of the back room above the
external laundry at 40 Garrong Rd., Lakemba. Just behind the lattice fence
is my favorite tree (a camphor laurel) that I practically lived in as a
kid. I can remember taking that pic cos I thought I was being rather creative.
My dad had a Kodak Box Brownie but he only took photos when there was
an occasion, like a family gathering, outing, or an event like a birth
or Christmas. I never waited for an occasion... those two cars parked in
the backyard was occasion enough for me. I just wish I'd ALWAYS carried
a camera. There were times I had one, and times I didn't. These days, people
have them built in to their cell/mobile phones which they are never without,
and they have the internet as their "family album".
God knows how many pics I've taken for Aussie Odyssey already... probably
thousands... and I haven't even started yet! By the time it's all over,
it'll probably be millions. Hehe. But the fact that thousands of pics of
Oz and its various icons, landscapes, cities, towns, etc, already exist
doesn't bother me at all. I reckon there's always a new way to see something.
proved that when I went to Sydney late last year.
Anyway, I'm gonna experiment with a bit of savory mince and vegies tonight
and see how I go. The sooner I get used to eating with my mouth the sooner
I can get rid of this damn stomach tube. And I'm looking forward to Planet
America on telly tonight... the program will be about religion in politics.
April 5, 2012. Easter long weekend. I'm constantly surprised
by people who factor Easter into their schedule. Like, I can't do this
cos it's Easter or I'll be doing that cos it's Easter or "Have a nice Easter..."
To me it's just another 4 days and I forget that other people don't see
it that way.
I heard on the radio that traffic is chaotic on the Pacific Hwy with
holiday-makers leaving early to avoid the... yeah, right. Sorry guys, but
it seems like everyone else had the same idea. At least the weather is
great for the holiday weekend... lots of sunshine, blue sky and warm temps.
I made the mistake of Googling my ex-biz partner's name today and it
appears he's been doing quite well back in Canberra, using his contacts
in government and semi-government organizations to set up a production
business of which he is CEO. His resume looks pretty impressive but, then
again, he doesn't call himself "silver tongue" for nothing. I still think
he's a creep so maybe it's all bullshit. But he can be quite pursuasive
and it doesn't surprise me that he's done a Phoenix. Makes me wanna puke.
On the other hand, maybe I should try doing a Phoenix of my own! Got
any suggestions? How about taking a trip around Oz and documenting my experiences?
Of course, it's all been done before... so how can I make my attempt different?
I think I'm all thunk out today. Been sitting here writing stuff and then
deleting it. Writing more stuff and then deleting it. I reckon nothing
much will happen until I actually get my act on the road... then I should
have oodles of stuff to write about. In fact, I think the Waffle page will
disappear in favor of a daily journal. The only reason Waffle exists at
the mo is cos I ain't goin' nowhere! But that's okay... I'll just be rearranging
some of the furniture when I make the changes.
Many of the travel journals/blogs I've seen on the net are inconsistent
and/or haphazard. They make an entry and then there's nothing for weeks
or months. With me it'll be daily, and that's that, even if I happen to
stay in one spot for a week or so, I'll still have plenty to report. At
times when I'm out of range and can't get on line, I'll write anyway, and
post it when I'm back in touch. The Camps book, which lists all camp sites
around Oz, uses symbols to let you know which sites have internet/phone
access and which don't, so I'll always know in advance whether I'll be
in touch or not and can advise you accordingly.
Too much thinking and not enough typing today, dear Breth, but that's
the way it goes sometimes. Checkyaz tomorrow. Gary
April 4, 2012. TX Greg wants to know if the Ute smells like a
new car. Nope. She's a bit ancient for that... 20 years old next year.
But you can buy scented stuff which works pretty well. Greg also drew my
attention to a couple of typos I made yesterday. Hehe. He's getting even
for me being picky about his. Basically, this laptop keyboard is ultra
sensitive, and if I don't lift my fingers above the keys when they're not
being used, and they accidentally touch something, they'll send all kinds
of weird messages to the CPU. However, I can't blame keyboard sensitivity
for spelling mistakes.
NC Art is being cheeky as well: Even at 29, Gary Kelly looked like
a smartass. Meh!
Hmmm. Well, one of my bosses called it 'charisma' hehe. But I think
Art is closer to the mark. The problem was, I was blissfully unaware of
my limitations, and took on roles for which I was never formally trained
and often ill equipped. If I'd realized how hopelessly inadequate I was,
I would never have had the temerity to volunteer my services. It's the
same with the Odyssey... the only reason I think I can do it is because
I don't know I can't.
Here's something interesting ... a
blog run by Chris and Amy who are currently touring Oz. They refer
to Oz as 'Down Under' so they must hail from 'Up There'... somewhere.
TX Greg got a bit of a surprise at work today: This morning I was
emailing and joking with you and a few hours later we're
sitting at work in horror watching this live...... Over twelve tornados
this afternoon but a miracle no deaths reported yet. Some homes in one
spot wiped off their slabs. All safe here and no damage, this time. I thought
of Cody this afternoon and one of many reasons I admire him. His slogan
about always hugging his parents before he left the house, coz you never
Yep, scary stuff alright... trailers being tossed about like sheets
of paper. Anyway, I'm glad you remained a spectator and avoided becoming
a victim, Greg.
Another terrible story is that college shooting in California. Sadder
still is that it's only a matter of time before the next one occurs. Also
getting prominent news coverage here is the shooting of that young black
boy by a security guard.
I watched an interesting piece about compulsory voting versus voluntary
voting last night. Some Aussie got fined for not voting and he's challenging
it in court. But one Aussie commentator who spends much of his time in
the US said he's always being asked by Americans to defend compulsory voting.
He made this point about what's happening in the US at the moment with
the Republicans: America has high unemployment, a housing problem, an impossible
debt, an unpopular war in Afghanistan, etc, and yet Rick Santorum is talking
about moral issues such as same sex marriage and contraception. Why? Because
where you have voluntary voting, politicians need to attract voters by
bringing fringe issues to the fore; emotive issues that appeal to minority
groups such as the religious right. The Aussie also pointed out that no
country has voluntary taxation hehe.
Had a techie here fixing a prob with the comp's auto backup to the external
hard drive. "You could do with more RAM," he said. So I asked him if the
internal HDD of a laptop could be upgraded and he said yep. So after Easter
and my last radiation zap at Port Macquarie, they're the next jobs... RAM
and internal memory.
The thing that annoys me about techies when they try to teach you something
or explain how something works, is that they insist on sitting in the driver's
seat, pushing all the buttons, while you sit to one side watching a blur
of action without understanding any of it. I used to be a driving instructor,
and I can tell you that I never sat in the driver's seat and taught a pupil
sitting in the passenger's seat. A pupil learns by DOING.
Anyway, it's late and time to post this stuff. I'm getting a little
ruffled by too many things happening at once. Gary
April 3, 2012. Chewsday already. The upholstery bloke drove me
home this morning and will phone me this afternoon when the job
is finished. He was quite impressed with the old Ute as he drove it to
my house. "Good old truck, these," he said. The sign outside his biz says
'Motor Trimmer'. Shortly after I arrived at 8am the guard dog gave me his
sniff of approval, and then stood there waiting for a pet.
As TX Greg said, Tripod closing
HTML-Gear was no April Fool's joke. So now they're offering another
free web site building program. What happens when that one eventually closes
down? Like I wrote the other day, I run my own web site... I don't trust
Greg also got Oregon Richie mixed up with Rich (TVRman). He thought
Richie sent me the old comp to get me outta trouble. Nope. I didn't know
Oregon Richie back in the late '90s. Greg also said I mentioned my tongue
is still numb but that I neglected to say whether or not my speech has
improved. Yeah, I'm talking a little better (so others say)... and more
clearly. Back in January, when I was in Royal Prince Alfred, the bloke
in same ward as mine who had the same operation (but by a different surgeon)
couldn't speak at all! He was also given a tracheostomy.
I forgot to mention that when I drove uptown the other day, I got caught
at the railway crossing and had to wait for a freight train to pass. I
should've brought a cut lunch. How long are those things? It seemed to
go on forever! So I had time to wonder how many individual trucks it would
take to carry a load that big. The train was being hauled by 3 locos, manned
by two men. Seems to me that rail is by far and away the most cost effective
way to move stuff around but it doesn't appear to be as popular as road
transport for some reason. I suspect rail doesn't promote and market itself
And here we are, ladies and genitals, a little after midday and the
Ute's hack home looking like a million bucks with its new floor carpet
(charcoal gray)... which fits perfectly. Cost $180 for fitting but it was
worth it to get a professional job. On the drive back to the workshop,
the upholsterer raved about the Ute again, and how well she handles...reckons
it's probably had a front-end suspension job. As a motor trimmer, he's
into doing up old cars, especially utes. He drives a new Holden ute.
And speaking of cars, does yours fly? Well,
if it doesn't then it's outta date. However, what I wanna know is what
are you supposed to do if a cop flashes his lights and orders you to pull
NC Art wrote: The document I sent is one that was drummed into my
head as an apprentice printer. Every journeyman printer knew it by heart
and usually had a copy posted in the print shop somewhere. I had one that
was lovingly printed in a beautiful old type face on aged parchment in
gold leaf frame. All us old printers believed the manifesto was our bible!
With the age of real mass mis-communication no one gives a shit! Click
here for the page Art is referring to, and then click Text version
of This is a Printing Office below the graphic.
Yes, times change. In the early days of radio (the 1920s and 30s) ABC
newsreaders in Oz used to dress up in a suit to read the news even though
the audience couldn't see them. Hehe. Now it's jeans and sneakers.
Who dat? Ooer! Dat me! Well, it was me back in 1973, which would make
me 29 at the time . The photo was taken by a mate at a place called Bowraville
near Nambucca, not all that far north of Taree. And no, it's not a dirty
shirt... it's an old 35mm slide, one of 60 I had digitized and picked up
And now it's time to depart, dear Breth... nothing like the Ascension
into Heaven or anything like that, no, just an ooroo before I post this
Waffle and go about my nightly duties. Gary
April 2, 2012. TX Greg has been busy with Cody's guestbook: The
Book Archive is complete: It links on Cody's main page under "Old Guestbooks".
Well done, Greg. I checked some of the early entries and saw TVRman. A
was a car he had. Anyway, I was dead broke and using an old 486 comp which
was too slow to run a web site (although Kostik disagreed, and said he
was running his web site with an old 486 hehe). Anyway, Rich (TVRman) sent
one of his old pentiums from the US to Oz to help me out. The damn thing
was as big as a fridge. That was about 13 years ago when MrB and Daniel
were just starting out. For me, it was another lifetime ago.
I also made a couple of small changes on Cody's page. I reset the
margins so it will look good on both the new wide screens or the old low
res. Also I removed the "Recent Updates" and replaced it with a
link to some awesome webcams in Cape Town :) I see the old guest book
is still up, so will wait to see what they really do. When or if they do
delete it, I can create a simple guest book right on the site that also
stores it there. Hope that all looks good to you :)
Yep, it all looks great, Greg. Thanks for all the hard work, m'boy.
Simple guest book, huh? Aussie Odyssey had one at first but the operators
closed it down and I didn't bother with another. Does AO need a guest book?
Meanwhile, my mention of the early days of TV yesterday got NC Art reminiscing:
In 1948 I joined a small group of college mates
for a trip from Athens, GA, to Atlanta, GA to
behold the wonders of television. Radio Station WAGA was about to launch
the first televised programming in the state. The folks at the station
were positively giddy with anticipation of this great leap forward. Of
course it was primitive in appearance and remained so for another decade
of snail paced improvements.
And in my tiny home town in South Carolina, people
were acting like kids before Christmas as they fretted away the months
before Charlotte, NC station WBT would become WBTV! A friend bought his
mother an expensive floor model set and proudly parked it in her living
room. Ms. Marie was thrilled--until the first commercial she saw was for
personal deodorant. Sternly advising Joe that such personal things were
not mentioned in polite society, she ordered the beast banished to his
bedroom. She never watched TV again!
I did not even own a set for many years. The
lady who I was to marry had one in her apartment--a five inch table model!
We did not watch TV much since courting was strenuous sport and much more
This week finds me gnashing my teeth over the
spotting service from internet service. Crawling speed, disconnects, dropped
signals, and devil knows what all. We still ain't got it all together,
Yes, I too have had more than my fair share lately of slow speeds and
assorted problems with internet connection. But back to the introduction
of TV, it wasn't launched
until 1956 here in Oz, to coincide with the Melbourne Olympics. Even
jazzed up the old FJ a bit. Color TV wasn't introduced until 1975.
I'm not sure if the PAL system refers to both B&W and color, but apparently
Oz waited for the European/Japanese PAL system to become available because
it was superior to the NTSC system used in America. The Yanks rushed in
and got the booby prize hehe.
Meanwhile, I gotta learn the difference between 'with' and 'and'. Yesterday,
when I saw the word 'puree' on a Weight Watchers' tub of fruit, I thought,
"Hello! Something other than pureed apple!" And I bought 4 tubs, one of
which I opened just now. Hello? Chunks of peach? What happened to the puree?
Oh... the label says peaches WITH mango puree. Not 'AND'. Anyway, it ain't
puree... it's juice. So here I am struggling through the chunks of peach
with a tongue that doesn't know what its doing. The tubs weren't cheap
so I'm not gonna throw them away. You'd think a former advertising writer
would know better, yeah?
Surprisingly, I am getting through it... being careful to chew the cubes
of peach and not my numb tongue. So basically, it's the numb tongue that's
preventing me from eating regular food... that's all. It's still swollen
but not too badly.
Oregon Richie wrote: I noted what ART had to say yesterday and he's
fairly well spot-on with his view. So many Yanks DO indeed think
they are exceptional and one-up on the rest of the world and when they
manage to discover that some nations are a bit better off, have better
national services and a higher standard of life they get sort of pissed.
How dare they !! Curse them Aussies !! Damnation to those Norwegians
!! Don't they know that WE are AMERICANS, for crying out loud !!
That said, American culture and innovation have had an enormous impact
on the world... and this here new fangled internet thang is just one example.
Mind you, it took the Krauts to come up with something
like this, and the Poms to come up with something
like this, and the Aussies to come up with something
Funny about the past, innit. You feel like you can go back there and
see things as they were. On my right is an old '40s bakelite valve radio
that once broadcast the end of WWII, the coronation of Queen Elizabeth
II, all the old radio serials and quiz shows and, of course, the coming
of television. I like things that remind us of the past. Well, some of
it... not all of it.
Time for a spot of potato and leek soup in a mug, I reckon, and a bit
of telly. In the morning, I'll take the Ute to Taree Upholstery to have
the new floor carpet installed. How exciting! Gary
April 1, 2012. It was 10am at this time yesterday, and now it's
only 9am. No daylight saving. I dunno why they call it daylight saving.
I tried it once. I took a glass jar outside and filled it with daylight,
and then screwed the lid on and brought it back inside. But the daylight
disappeared. Don't ask me where the hell it went cos I don't have a damn
Speaking of disappearing, TX Greg wrote about his success with saving
Cody's guest book entries: I think it was easier to reformat the stories,
hehe. But it's saved and I'm working up the pages :) Should only
be about five pages. A ton of cool old memories :) Hopefully will have
ready tomorrow. BTW> I am deleting out all of Geoffrey's BS entries!!!
Yes, that was the SA bloke who said he was familiar with Cody and a
friend of Wingnut. Some people will do anything to be noticed. More recently,
a reader of The Codeman wrote and said this was definitely
Cody's local beach. Whether that's the case or not, I'm not sure.
NC Art also had something to say about internet mischief: This Internet
thingy is one strange beast. Whatever we do with it in the 'privacy of
our own home' stays graven in stone for all ages to come and prying eyes
of hackers to see. Conversely some master of the universe can and will
wipe out grand chunks of literature, history, science research at whim.
Ars longa, tempis whatever. Or not. What a world is this hi-tech age.
What a world indeed. But we only have the past to compare it to hehe.
It may look pretty ordinary by comparison to what lies in store 50 or 100
years from now. But I suspect the days of wonder are disappearing. When
I was a kid, the latest model Holden was featured as news on the front
page of newspapers, and people crowded around the windows of shops that
sold TVs to watch the flickering black and white screens. One night, our
family went to my elder bro's girlfriend's parent's house to watch their
telly, one of the first in Sydney. It was a PYE and I was 12. We tend to
be pretty blasé about such things these days.
Back from checking out where Taree Upholstery is, and it's a good thing
I did. Took a while to find it, which is not what I wanna be doing on Tuesday
morning when I take the Ute there to get the new floor carpet installed.
Then I did a bit of shopping and found some interesting things... passion
fruit pulp in cans to mix with creamed rice. Pureed peaches and mango (because
EVERYTHING else seems to contain pureed apple which is pretty damn tasteless),
some more potato and leek soup which is yummy, and custard.
Lindsay is watching football on telly and keeping Sue informed of who's
a dickhead and who's not. Mind you, according to him, they're all dickheads.
Sheesh, he's such a twit! And he might as well be talking to an inflatable
doll because Sue has no idea what the hell he's babbling on about.
Last time I was at Port Macquarie I took a few pics around town. Next
time, in 2 weeks, I'll turn off the highway about half way back to Taree
and check out a place called Crowdy Head. There's a couple
of camp grounds there, and I've often thought it would be a good place
to "test" the slide on camper for an
overnighter when I get it.
And there goes the first day of April, quick as a flash, gone forever.
I'll have to turn on the telly news to see if I missed anything. Gary
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