Tag: general

A note on the mulit-cul­tur­al, mobile soci­ety.
In days of old the peo­ple from a vil­lage or tribe would have all eat­en the same foods, per­haps a whole tri­ble would have not had milk ever, or a tribe that nev­er ate fish. But with peo­ple from vast­ly dif­fer­ent back­grounds inter­act­ing more and more, it some­times becomes tricky to cater to all tastes.
We have almost com­plet­ley lost the tra­di­tion of ‘this is what I like to eat because its what we ate in my town’.
Peo­ples diets are based on what their body does and does­n’t like, and then after that con­sid­er­a­tion, on a wide num­ber of learnt expe­ri­ences and beliefs.
In all, a good thing.
But try cook­ing a meal for a bunch of friends, one a veg­an, one on a glu­ton-free diet, one who can’t have starch, and one who gets delier­ous if he had chilli.

I think the only way to answer this ques­tion is the inter­net way, key­words.
So here goes, in no par­tic­u­lar order:
Cool, con­trolled, hon­est, syd­ney, metic­u­lous, shy, fun­ny, kind, sen­si­tive, ner­vous, loy­al, encour­ag­ing, earth, gay, gen­tle, flex­i­ble, tol­er­ant, emo­tion­al, vul­ner­a­ble, cre­ative, black, fussy, male, goa­tee, style.

Alex, Chris­t­ian, Drew and Richard were all at the Tea Cen­tre this evening.
So I am slow­ly get­ting an idea of who Drew is, what makes him tick, and stuff.
My impres­sion is still that he is a nice guy.
Hmm, the brevi­ty of this post is gonna kill Richard.

Have you ever noticed that those big life chang­ing moments that always hap­pen in the movies don’t hap­pen much in real life?
You wake up one day and realise that your dif­fer­ent to the per­son you were ten years ago… but you can’t say when the change hap­pened, or how, it just did a lit­tle bit at a time.
And your left hop­ing that the per­son you once were and the per­son you are now don’t hate each oth­er.

While typ­ing the per­vi­ous entry I was insert­ing 50 fly­ers in to 50 book­lets. So on my desk I was work­ing on both one of the lat­est forms of pub­lish­ing and one of the old­est.
But all the paper work has remind­ed me of the days of stuff­ing Broadsword in to envelopes. I know I don’t talke about my old fanzine here much (well, ever) but I kin­da miss the phys­i­cal­i­ty and tac­tile nature of it.
Any­way Broadsword hap­pened so long ago its not rel­e­vant any­more.
And no, I’m not putting a link. You all know where it is any­way.

I won­der what great blas­phemies of our time will be the truths for the next gen­er­a­tion?

When a smok­er goes the extra mile to throw their cig­a­rette but so to be sure it lands in a pud­dle rather than just of the ground.

Take the Which Big Broth­er House­mate Are You? test by the Shrine of Insan­i­ty
But I nev­er watched the show, so is this a good result or not?

I’m at school, my new tutor has just spent the last five min­utes explain­ing what http stand for! Not how it works, or how to add a link, just what the four let­ters stand for. I grit­ted my teeth and but up with this last semes­ter…

Woke up at 6:30, threw up and thought to myself:
Why does it always look like car­rots? I did­n’t even have car­rots.
This can’t be good.
Does­n’t taste like car­rots.
Oh no, not again.
Would be worse if it did taste like car­rots.
Did­n’t go to work.
Did­n’t go to school.
Did­n’t go to gym.