Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Maguk
le Vons' Trephina Gorge Beans
Saturday, August 22, 2009
dusty social skills?
if you spend a lot of time on your lonesome (ie. a fisherman, a road train driver, or artist), you may be wondering why the few social encounters you do have leave you feeling a little nervy or awkward. Whilst on your own you think some wacky shit maybe for hours or days. You arrive at a social occasion with a head full of wacky shit going around in your head and you cant really listen to people. It might be an idea to write a page or two of stream of consciousness wacky shit. Let it all out, before the social event, just to clear your brain a bit. The brain gets dusty. Not saying there's no truth in the dust and it shouldn't be spoken, but the brain, can need an oil change, some new lubricant or a bit of a clean out. I haven't yet tried this excercise so I hope you go well enjoy your socializing.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
a dream I don't have many
I went to see barry humphries live on stage, at somewhere like the arts centre, there wasn't too many people in the audience, and barry was doing his usual pick people out of the crowd and include them in his joke telling. I felt really hot flustered and irritable so I walked outside the theatre into a kind of saloon bar with big blokes behind the bar. a lady( kind of a freckly model) who was situated near one of the walls gave me a cup of water from one of those glug glug glug water stations. I slumped against the wall on the floor and she lay down with me and put her head on my chest. I noticed how freckly her arms were.
a painter
Saturday, August 15, 2009
the red centre
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