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|Friday, March 27th, 2009|
|the odds, what are they?
So my awesome beautiful talented buddy juju
told me a story a long while ago. When she had to travel interstate, she opted for the train. It turned out that she was sitting next to the especially extraordinary Alan Brough
. Frankly, the idea of sitting next to Alan Brough (a contender for my ideal dinner party) for hours makes me feel a little tight in the chest, but that's beside the point in this story.
Once Jules' trip was over, she headed back to the interstate train. Who did she sit next to? Alan Brough
. So for you, I pose my first question. What are the odds??
They weren't travelling for the same reason, so they weren't automatically starting and finishing their trips at the same time, let alone catching the same train, let alone sitting next to each other, again. Tell me about those incredibly small odds.
The reason why I thought of this historical event today is that while I was doing my grocery shopping, I glanced at the people alighting from a nearby tram. One of them was Alan Brough
. I did an embarrassing double take - you know the kind, the 'I know you from somewhere - oh wait you're famous - oh god I looked twice and now I look like a fool' kinds of double takes. BUT it got me to thinking.
If Jules had caught the train interstate and back with some random stranger instead of Alan Brough
, and they'd been the one to get off the train while I was toting a box of dairy- gluten- soy- free goodies, I wouldn't have known. It made me wonder, how often does that kind of thing happen, and we just don't know about it??
How small is the world really, anyway?
Hmmm, introspection. Hmmm, rhetorical questions. It just got me thinking. This in itself was a rare enough even that I considered it worth sharing. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Anyway, just for something completely different, here's a picture of me and Alan Brough
|Thursday, March 26th, 2009|
I just posted fashion parade pix on Facebook, and another person confused me and Morgain... do we even look alike? Weird. Anyway, have a photo.
If you're my friend on Facebook, there's a couple more there, but only a few so far. If you're not my friend on Facebook.... why not?
|Wednesday, March 25th, 2009|
Not much cheers me up faster than a good, friendly cat. Meet my friend from this morning, Cookie:
Excuse the sleepy face. She just wanted lovin', while I was having breakfast. She was on the next door roof and she told me she wanted a hug, she told me. So I climbed up to get her. We got in trouble, but it was worth it. Illicit love is always worth it.
|Monday, March 23rd, 2009|
|so I think THEY can dance
Are you ready for incoherence? Ready? Ranty rambly post dance class mode - thought about trying to write something legitimate but too tired AND too wound up - but dance class tonight - awesome. What a lot of dashes. Dash - dash - dot. I mean dash-. In the first class I lead and we did the charleston, fun, but in the second we did Lindy Hop oh baby, oh baby. I followed, but it was still fun. Following is hard, i'm not well into giving over control of my body. It's like acro, I'd much rather base than fly. But sometimes it's good to be out of your comfort zone. Right? I guess...
I love dancing. If I could just dance and surf for the rest of my life I'd be happy. With a little acro thrown in. And maybe some food and sleep.
Anyhow, have a YouTube video of Swing Patrol dancing at the Spiegeltent. The guy closest to the front in the black vest is one of my teachers. I could totally have a crush on him if I tried. So I won't. But my teachers ARE pretty great.
Here are some people lindy hopping. Is that the right verb? I can like totally dance like this, fo sho. Like, whatever. Maybe one day. But I *can* do quite a few of the earlier lifts. I think I'll have to show this clip to Sal and she can teach us some more of the moves. Hot, man. Hot.
For those interested parties, the fashion parade went really well. Not only were we one of the few parades that consisted of more than walking (or stomping), we also looked like we were enjoying ourselves, and we all looked tremendous because CJ is extraordinary. And the jive dancing was great. I'll share photos when I have some. For the meanwhile, here is me and Ohana
, still wearing some of the professional makeup and fashion parade goggles, respectively. Maybe I should learn to apply eyeshadow. Apparently I have a great brow line. Whatever that means.
|Thursday, March 19th, 2009|
|if you jump out now you can reach the shore
Ok folks, I'm completely sorry about spamming this all over myriad social networking places. But not sorry enough not to do it. SPAM.
So, against many multifarious odds, I'm in a fashion parade. Not just a two bit fashion parade in my backyard (because I don't have a backyard), but a parade in L'Oreal Fashion Week. Will I be the only chubby model in the whole festival? Probably! But I'll look totally hot doing it, hopefully. But the problem with making a statement is that it can be risky and scary, so I'm broadcasting to as many supportive people as I can so I have happy smiling faces looking at me, not scary judgemental faces.... y'know.
So, you Melbourne peeps should totally come. I'll be doin' a little jive dancing (and maybe some jive TALKIN') and perhaps some acrobalance; there'll be puppets and dancers and contact juggling; and it'll all be to a Mojo Juju soundtrack, as if you needed any more reason.
Gratuitous promo shot:
" This Saturday, 21st of March at 11:50 at Rose St Artists' Market in Fitzroy, come see a display of beauty and decadence as Twisted Fig puts on a fashion show unlike others you've seen before or ever will! Displaying the creations of CJ Baxter (Twisted Fig
) adorned by the craftsmanship of Brent Dakis (Depths of the Never Never
) and Greg Mann
. The show will involve exciting acts, acrobatics, juggling, and eye candy. "
Be there! or be elsewhere.
|Tuesday, March 10th, 2009|
|rumours have been greatly exaggerated.
Yes, friends and comrades, what you have heard is true - blutack and yarn are not especially helpful tools when you need to repair your glasses. But I gave it a good solid crack. Fortunately, while doing so, I remembered my glasses repair kit. Voila - fixed glasses.
I write this entry with two purposes - bucking my own trend of one-entry-every-two-months, and also to calm myself down, because for some reason I'm working myself into a complete lather about uni. Panic panic panic. It's only the second week, calm the fuck down.
I did eat some stale sweet potato chips and a gluten free chocolate biscuit and that helped a little. Really, I think the answer is to pretend that nothing is at all the matter and just suck it up. Also, I should go to the train station because sub-conscious avoidance isn't a winner.
|Sunday, March 8th, 2009|
|Самый дорогой предмет
Gawd, I go away for 6 weeks, and when I come back people are only posting their tweets. I subscribe on Twitter already! Twitter suits my attention span much better. Bek's life fits into 140 characters. Thankyou, the end.
I miss the beach. I fear I've missed my chance to surf again, this year. Maybe I should invest in a wetsuit. I'd rather pretend I'm so fucking tough that I don't need one. Acknowledge weakness. I can do it.
Has anyone else noticed that the cheerleader on So You Think You Can Dance looks quite a lot like a vampire from Buffy? Wow, tangential.
So, how've your lives been? I started studying, again. Librarianship died a vaguely painful death. I got a bit sick of the resonance of truth when people told me - constantly - they couldn't imagine me doing it. So I'm doing graphic design, and one week in, it's already more fun. Who knows how well I'll keep up, but I'll enjoy it in the mean time. One of my classes is full of font nerds. I thought I was the only one.
In the rest of life, I've been swing dancing, acro-ing and playing a lot of scrabble. What have YOU been doing?
While you're thinking of your answer, check out this amazing Russian photo essay of people with their most expensive possessions. (in English
, or Russsian
Konstantin Bayev, Samarskaya Oblast. Aquarium, 7000 rubles ($196).
|Thursday, January 22nd, 2009|
|my 2008 - stolen from Kat who stole it from Ann
Where did you begin 2008?
In the hills in Northern NSW with my uncle and family. Superfun. Good solid family.
What was your status by Valentines Day?
Were you in school anytime this year?
Had a good solid crack at Information Management, in the hopes that I could be a librarian. Noone could imagine it of me, and then I didn't hand in any assignments. Also did a sewing course at RMIT.
Did you have to go to the hospital?
For a weird combination of co-incidences, including blood, vomit, cat scratches and a sinus infection.
Did you have any encounters with the police?
Got breath tested a couple of times.
Where did you go on vacation?
Daylesford. Japan. Hobart. Pambula.
What did you purchase that was over $100?
Japan Rail passes. Hot British engineers' boots. Probably some other stuff.
Did you know anybody who got married?
My step-sister, and everyone thought I was from the Turkish side of the wedding. Bunch of people I went to school with.
Did you know anybody who passed away?
Did you move anywhere?
What sporting events did you attend?
Roller derby. Brunswick womens' AFL. Lots of circus.
What concerts/shows did you go to?
Nine Inch Nails, Billy Bragg, Anti-Flag, Ikochi, Babylon Circus... surely there was more?
Describe your birthday:
Drunken. Surprisingly large, for a combined party of two unsociable hermits. I was dressed like Hunter S. Thompson. Surprisingly convincing but not at all flattering.
What is the one thing you thought you would not do, but did, in 2008?
Performed in front of a crowd.
What has been your favorite moment?
Eating okonomiyaki with Anna, Amelia and her family in Hiroshima. Ahh! Das ist heiss!
Any new additions to your family?
Furry little new housemate, my cousin Jett, and my step-sister Grace's foetus, who I like to call Gracebaby.
What was your best month?
Make new friends?
Yeah, lotso them, through circus and craft.
Favorite night out?
Karaoke with Amelia and Anna. Drunken contact juggling with Ohana at drag kings. Circus fundraiser night, working the bar with Kel. Any time I was a drunken floozy but didn't get in a compromising position.
Other than home, where did you spend most of your time?
What do you mean, OTHER than home? Any non-home time was spent at Anna's, in Geelong or at circus.
Have you lost any friends this year?
I haven't seen many people, so I'm not sure. Got an ultimatum last week, from a person who is pending serious ditching.
Change your hairstyle?
A few times. Got a haircut from my housemate. Learnt a few good Fifties styles.
How old did/do you turn this year?
as in, 2008? 24.
Do you have a New Years resolution?
Not especially. I have plans for the future, though.
Do anything embarrassing?
Lordy, yes. My best effort was telling someone that her girlfriend wanted to sleep with me, because I didn't know they were together. Hell, I was dressed - and behaving - like Amy Winehouse. Drinking gin out of a wine bottle. Something trashy HAD to happen.
Buy anything new from eBay?
I facilitated Anna buying a BMX and a helmet. And I bought some postage stamps.
Get married or divorced?
|Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008|
Thanks to accordingtoann
for this particular diversion.
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Put a star next to the books you’ve seen the movie version of :P
1. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkein
2. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
3. The Bible (Various Contributors)
4. To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
5. Cloudstreet by Tim Winton
6. Harry Potter And The Order Of The Phoenix (Book 5) by J. K. Rowling
7. Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell
8. The Hitch Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy by Douglas Adams
9. The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown
and Catch 22 by Joseph Heller
10. A Fortunate Life by A.B. Facey( the rest of the top 100...Collapse )
|Thursday, August 14th, 2008|
can I just tell you all how good it feels to hurt hurt hurt from physical activity? if anyone's trying to catch up with me in the evenings these days, out of luck - I have general circus training Monday night, Aerials Tuesday, a new and wonderful craft group Wednesday (yesterday I learnt to embroider! finally!) and acro balance Thursday. By Friday, all I want to do is stay in and sleep, and sleep good. And maybe watch So You Think You Can Dance. Sometimes it's good to be a dag. And a nerd.
You can dance, you can dance, everybody look at your pants.
|Saturday, August 9th, 2008|
|it's juicy natural fruit!
Who am I to buck the trend? I'm going to write about the Olympics. And You're going to Like it because if you don't, you won't get a post for another 13 weeks, probably.
In the tradition that Kat and I had of the last couple of major tournaments, I have adopted some things to watch during this Olympics. My team is Portugal; my event is the beach Volleyball (it's not a sport, it's a recreational activity!) because my mum's friend's daughter is competing; and my theme song is the 'peaches and apricots - pineapple!' song from the Goulburn Valley ad that the Awesome Foursome were in.
Anyway. That's all i got for youse. Go look at my other blog
for real news. Pineapple! Go banana.
|Monday, May 5th, 2008|
yooose! i'm going to Japan. tomorrow. it'd really help if I'd packed. Oh well, I've got like a whole 12 hours for that. And maybe some sleeping too. Anyone want any presents?
i think, if I can work out how to do it, I'm going to document it at a deed without a name
. Look, if you like. Don't look if you don't like.
|Thursday, February 28th, 2008|
So further to a conversation I had with indigo_star8
, I want Richard Gill to be my grandfather. And for a wee bit of illustration, he plays the narrator in this tiny snippet of Rocky Horror (it's just a jump to the left...) Also, enjoy the actual original writer and director performing. And watch to the very end. just, like, watch it.
|Friday, February 22nd, 2008|
ok, like, i don't want to alarm youse all, BUT LIVEJOURNAL, I AM CHEATING ON YOU. An d not just with FaceBook this time. I have a *new blog*.
it was born today, you wanna look? Not pretty yet. But Born. Might get pretty, maybe. Youse guys can see it all from the very beginning, it's like looking at the baby in hospital when it's wrapped up tight in a blanket and it still has a pointy head. SO DON'T TELL ME IT IDN'T PRETTY, coz it's head might get rounder as it gets older.
It's ALL ABOUT CRAFT. And whatever else i want to put in. a deed without a name
Do you know where the name is from? If you do i might give you a prize. Maybe.
I think i will probably keep this one. Truck along with the random and meandering and personal. Wheeee. I'll keep reading the flist like i do, anyway.
It's cold today. And rainy. How cold is it? VERY COLD. Ok, 19. OK FINE, 23. But it's the end of summer, i'm not used to it. And windy! It doens't say good things about whether Marti's picnic tonight will be a success. Ah well, I wasn't going anyway, I've got the i-forgot-to-take-my-meds-this-morning shakes.
|Tuesday, November 27th, 2007|
today my extra healthy consumption has seen the intake of a grand three tablets of two different medication types, and one grape. Now I am thinking of having a glass of wine for breakfast. At 3 pm. Move over Atkins Diet.
|Thursday, November 22nd, 2007|
so i learnt to surf, and now I know what I want to do for the rest of my life.
|Friday, October 19th, 2007|
i applied for a job at a library, and I didn't even get an interview. the qualifications required are year 12 English. I have three relevant degrees. I know they probably wrote me off as overqualified but it was my current perfect job, and lawd, it's hard not taking it as an affront to my person. Not even good enough for reshelving. Fuck.
so i've been having wak dreams again. anyone out there good at dream interpretation? night before last i had my all-time, new record breaking worst dream ever, in which I witnessed the particularly gruesome death of a friend. It was nasty
. Worse still, is my last really-fucking-bad dream, maybe 6 months ago, involved the death of the same friend. It's not even like I'm particularly concerned about this friend, not more than usual, anyway. What does it mean?? wwwoooeeee!!!
In other news, my housemate left ABC Classic FM on, and oh, I am enjoying it.
Also, Happy Birthday Cara ijjies
That is all.
|Sunday, October 14th, 2007|
the internet is SO BORING.