It starts out as an exploratory, “Bubba?”, soft and hesitant.
And then a more demanding, “Bubba?!?”
Finally, bellowed, with all his little lungs behind it, “BUBBA!!!”
And that shout snaps me out of my daydream. I turn my eyes to Boy Z who is pointing at a magpie recently taken to flight, no doubt due to an unexpected [...]
Archive for May, 2009
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
Mind the mess
I’m trying to snazzy the joint up a bit, so apologies if things are a bit wonky for a little while. I’ll have it sorted out as soon as possible.
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Sooner or later, darling, you’re gonna get eaten
My pet theory regarding the demise of the Neanderthals is that they were the victim of our Paleolithic ancestors’ more murderous impulses. I know that this sort of flies in the face of the shiny happy sentiment of my post last week regarding the inherent ‘goodness’ of human nature, but I’m nothing if not idiosyncratic.
This [...]
I’m just pulling on a line and sometimes it pulls on me
Boy Z has been swimming since he was about four months old. By swimming I don’t mean the 200m butterfly, of course, but various water baby classes both in Oxford and here in Adelaide. They allow the kids to get comfortable in the water and teach basic safety, something that we felt was important for [...]
I’ll play and you sing
I’ve had this song in my head all day and it featured as our antenatal music for the evening. It was a winner. Little tiny dancing feet.
Pretty great video as well…
A Free Fetus likes it. Boy Z likes it. Dr. O’C likes it. Lest you think it’s just a family favorite, Courtney likes it. You’ll [...]
Can you tell me why the apple trees are dying?
If you’ve not read Trouble’s new blog, Smile Now Cry Later, then stop wasting your time here and go over and check it out. Not only is she a fantastic writer, but she’s got a compelling story to tell. The posts thus far have focused on her couple of decades of experience working with gangs. [...]
About A Dog
The dog.
He’s sort of the forgotten member of the family these days. Quite literally sometimes when, for example, I stumble over a neglected empty water bowl or remember half an hour before bedtime that he hasn’t been walked. I feel bad for him sometimes, he’s been through a lot – with transcontinental moves and the [...]
Don’t you know what they put in it? Well I do. I read it on the internet.
My blog is my home page. I don’t want to spend the weekend thinking about work.
So, to move the last post down the page – behold tolerance…
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More great music from Omaha today. Talking Mountain released their debut long player, “Old Gold, Ancient Jamz” earlier this year and like their fellow Omahans are making delightfully upbeat [...]
I looked down in the sea. I seen the crabs and the fishes doin’ the be-bop-bee
Just when I thought I was out…
Why can’t life be straightforward? Why can’t it be what I perceive it to be – a gently upward sloping line?
I swear that this isn’t turning into a blog about my jobs. But I feel as if I’ve dragged a lot of you along with me on this melodramatic [...]
Warm buttered is good. Oh, let’s just digest.
Watching the rain come in off the Gulf this morning, it became abundantly clear that summer is over in South Australia.
As my mind starts to clear, as the load of a job that went is lifted from my shoulders, I’m realizing that I spent a lot of the summer with my jaw clenched. I let [...]
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