Lead: What you say!
Wine: don't think twice
Enjoy your mussels
Guerrilla Gardeners
Strange: Coherence : the Mirage Economy
Growing up: It's never too late
Death: It's what's after life
Words: Extinction
Thursday, May 29
Friday, May 16
Due Recourse
Friday a week ago, following the MAF Policy Conference and after several weeks of a grueling process including a panel interview, I found out that the Ministry of Agriculture and Forestry hired me for a permanent role. I've accepted the position of MSO-Records in Wellington at MAF! I walked out that evening and shared a quietly joyous weekend with Beth, culminating in dinner out together on my 36th birthday. The tumult and insecurity of the last six months drained slowly away, and is being replaced by a necessity of purpose.
This follows our being invited to apply for Residence by NZ Immigration this season. This and the faith shown by my bosses in hiring me into a regular vacancy aids my confidence that the process go well in the coming months. Slowly, Beth and I have stacked a pretty good deck and await only the faceless beurocracy of NZ Immigration now. Here's hoping the current scandal over nepotism by it's head will not adversely effect us.
After joblessness, the most troubling foe has been Landlord Leaky's Moldatorium: a.k.a. our place.. Following the completion of our 6 month lease in early June, Beth and I are moving just over the hill to a sunny flat in Crofton Downs. That's the first stop on the train. Come by sometime, there's room.
Much of this has been hatched and plotted (Hell, all of it was) over the last few months. Dreams to reality. An example of Beth's efforts sown are birthing this weekend in her participation in the 48 Hour film festival that's taking place ( I believe worldwide) this weekend. She can tell you more about that. Mine will be borne on the wings of a jet airliner next month for a visit back to the home territories. I'm hammering out the details but, spirits willing, it will take a similar format to past tours. Cincinnati->Champaign->Denver are on notice!
I do this because we (I anyway, for the moment) can. Beth has little vacation time and will remain in Wellington. I bear little faith that the cost or ease of travel that the last generation has enjoyed will continue. Conversely, my love for friends and family is a greater motivator in the choice to do this now.
See you soon...
Tuesday, May 13
Thursday, May 8
Reads
Blowback: This is (who. we. are.) r.o.e to the homeland after they exported Democracy.
Conservative Kevin Phillips on a goose we all know and love: cooking the books.
What's for dinner?
Take a deep breath, but be choosy where.
the excellent new Orion's Gospel of Consumption
the Webby's are back!!!
Last month they did comedy sketches, now it's commercials. Ya gotta laugh too.
Conservative Kevin Phillips on a goose we all know and love: cooking the books.
What's for dinner?
Take a deep breath, but be choosy where.
the excellent new Orion's Gospel of Consumption
the Webby's are back!!!
Last month they did comedy sketches, now it's commercials. Ya gotta laugh too.
Sunday, May 4
Internet reads I have enjoyed
This is far too rational for CBS News. "Waking Up From the American Dream"(?!?)
Peak Honey. So that's the mother lode! You saw it here first.
Not that you'll have toast to slather.....
Fun with opressors! O yeah, you've been embedded. How does it feeeeel?!?!?
Passing through the homeland: from the EFF. Another way the Feds keep ya safer.
Not even your shoes are safe, I tells ya! And this is fascinating anyway.
Owwch ! Dmitry Orlov:
"Many people in the United States don’t even bother to shop and just eat fast food. The drive to maximize profit while minimizing costs has resulted in a product that manipulates the senses into accepting as edible something that is mainly a waste product. Under strict process control procedures, agro-industrial wastes, sugar, fat and salt are combined into an appealing presentation, packaged, and reinforced by vigorous advertising. Once accepted, it beguiles the senses by its reliable consistency, creating a lifelong addiction to bad food. The chemical industry obliges with an array of deodorants to mask the sickly body odor such a diet produces. Immersed for a lifetime in a field of artificial sensory perceptions, dominated by chemical, man-made tastes and smells, people recoil in shock when confronted with something natural, be it a simple piece of boiled chicken liver or the smell of a healthy human body. Perversely, they do not mind car exhaust and actually like the carcinogenic “new car smell” of vinyl upholstery.
Since good taste is no longer on the menu, the focus shifts to quantity, resulting in appallingly sized portions of undifferentiated protein and starch drowned in fat, administered in national festivals of pathetic gorging, of which Thanksgiving seems to be the main one. But this is all good for business and keeps the cancer, diabetes and heart disease industries humming. This is all very unhealthy, and the effect on the nation’s girth is visible clear across the parking lot. A lot of the people, who just waddle to and from their cars, seem unprepared for what is coming next."
And on that (talking about what we can yet hardly let feel) note; there should be hope.
Last but (in other forums, all there is) not least. For the funny bone; someone's list of the worst music bequeefed by man or woman, on video....Though its smartly limits to the sixties and seventies.
Peak Honey. So that's the mother lode! You saw it here first.
Not that you'll have toast to slather.....
Fun with opressors! O yeah, you've been embedded. How does it feeeeel?!?!?
Passing through the homeland: from the EFF. Another way the Feds keep ya safer.
Not even your shoes are safe, I tells ya! And this is fascinating anyway.
Owwch ! Dmitry Orlov:
"Many people in the United States don’t even bother to shop and just eat fast food. The drive to maximize profit while minimizing costs has resulted in a product that manipulates the senses into accepting as edible something that is mainly a waste product. Under strict process control procedures, agro-industrial wastes, sugar, fat and salt are combined into an appealing presentation, packaged, and reinforced by vigorous advertising. Once accepted, it beguiles the senses by its reliable consistency, creating a lifelong addiction to bad food. The chemical industry obliges with an array of deodorants to mask the sickly body odor such a diet produces. Immersed for a lifetime in a field of artificial sensory perceptions, dominated by chemical, man-made tastes and smells, people recoil in shock when confronted with something natural, be it a simple piece of boiled chicken liver or the smell of a healthy human body. Perversely, they do not mind car exhaust and actually like the carcinogenic “new car smell” of vinyl upholstery.
Since good taste is no longer on the menu, the focus shifts to quantity, resulting in appallingly sized portions of undifferentiated protein and starch drowned in fat, administered in national festivals of pathetic gorging, of which Thanksgiving seems to be the main one. But this is all good for business and keeps the cancer, diabetes and heart disease industries humming. This is all very unhealthy, and the effect on the nation’s girth is visible clear across the parking lot. A lot of the people, who just waddle to and from their cars, seem unprepared for what is coming next."
And on that (talking about what we can yet hardly let feel) note; there should be hope.
Last but (in other forums, all there is) not least. For the funny bone; someone's list of the worst music bequeefed by man or woman, on video....Though its smartly limits to the sixties and seventies.
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