Saturday, June 25, 2016

Blog a Day June:Exhaustion

I'm finding that there is only one  fix for exhaustion.

That's do absolutely nothing.

So I'm holed up in a swanky hotel doing just that. Okay there's a bit of uni reading I need to do, but I've had a long bath, a gin and tonic, I've gone out and had a burger for dinner (Hungry Jacks, when only the best will do) and I'm ready to have a good lie in tomorrow morning.

And hopefully I wont be falling asleep by midday tomorrow.

At least being away from home I'm not tempted to do anything more than watch telly and read a book.

And at least next week things calm down a lot and the biggest thing that needs doing is the ironing and seeing Dave the Trainer (Cleo is away for a few weeks).

It's good.

I'm going back to my king sized bed with the 1000 thread count sheets now.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Blog a Day June: Things about today

Things you need to know about today.

1. Britain voted to leave the European Union (The Brexit). The result of which is it appears the sky is falling. David Cameron has resigned as British Prime Minister - which may not be a bad thing. Yes, the move towards nationalism is freakishly scary. Yes, the markets have taken a tumble. This should be temporary if other big events like this are anything to go by.

The thing to remember is that the sun will rise tomorrow and the world will go on. Part of me is laughing about the fact that sometime down the line the Brits will have to join the "other nationalities' queue at major European airports - but as an Australian passport holder I'm used to this. I sort of laugh at the thought of the queues getting longer.

The voice of the disenfranchised is rising. Pity it's so nationalistic.

2. I voted today. Got that out of the way as I am "travelling" next Saturday. I was even sort of pleasant to the guy handing out Liberal propaganda - and didn't say something along the lines of "You've got more chance of getting a wank off the Pope than having me vote for your mob". As always, I voted under the line. I also took a black pen in which to vote. I always vote in pen - never trust the bastards.

Glad that is over.

3. Went and saw Double Indemnity at the MTC tonight. On the good side, the set and costumes were good. Underlit and drab, but good.

Okay, I was really underwhelmed and would have happily walked out at interval. The accents were annoying. The reviewer at the Fairfax pretty much says it all. Just read this and I agree with all he says - including the fact that the girl who played the secretary was the best thing about the whole thing. Not a complete dud, just not a favourite, unfortunately.

4.  I'm a perfume junkie. Luckily kept my purse in my handbag. Juliette's got a Gun's Lady Vengeance seems to be my next fragrance pick. Just wish it wasn't so expensive.

5.  Though it's been a hugely busy week, and it's been fun, gee I'm glad it's over.

Looking forward to getting into the gym on numerous occasions next week, once I'm back from my travels.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Blog a Day June: To Do List

It's a quick list blog today. Easier than trying to find a pen something decent. I'm too tired for that. It's hell week.

So, things I have to get done tonight:

  • Pack for the weekend (half done)
  • Get the council minutes done for the lodge (next week job)
  • Do a load of washing (done)
  • Get out the second duvet as it is freezing and it's double duvet time (done)
  • Get my coffee ready for the morning (done)
  • Work out what I'm wearing tomorrow (done)
  • Cut my toenails
  • Maybe do some ironing
  • Tidy up a bit - haven't been home all week - must be done. 

This would all be easier if I didn't turn on the new season of Orange is the New Black on to avoid the football.

Oh, I've just checked the scores.  Jay is a one eyed North Melbourne supporter. I'm a Crows Supporter. We beat them by 33 points. I'm not allowed to talk about the footy for the next few days.

Something better will come tomorrow.


Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Blog a Day June: Fuck You, Scott Morrison

Our delightful federal treasurer, Scott Morrison (hereafter referred to as ScoMo) went on the record today to say that he’s experienced bigotry.

Really. Sco Mo. Experience bigotry? Seriously.

ScoMo is, now let me see:

  • White
  • Middle class
  • Middle aged
  • A member of one of those happy clapper religions (I think it’s Hillsong he belongs to. I’d really like to know how much money Hillsong gives to charity…. Hmmm)
  • University educated
  • Oh and he allegedly has a penis – we can’t be sure, but we’ll give him the benefit of the doubt.

 And he claims he’s been on the tail end of bigotry?

This is the bloke who:

  • Started the trending in keeping boat arriving asylum seekers in tropical gulags not much better than a concentration camps when he was the Minister for Immigration
  • Who blamed one of the asylum seekers for getting himself murdered – see it was his fault he allegedly went outside the camp. Think is, the poor fellow never left the camp. Didn’t bother with a retraction for four days.
  • Attacked the President of the  Human Rights Commission for speaking out against his dreadful, toxic and evil regime
  • Wants us to have a non-binding and ludicrously expensive plebiscite to decide the marriage equality laws - something that could be done in parliament in an afternoon - oh no - we need to get a hateful campaign up and running.
  • Can't run the country's books - mind you he's doing a slightly better job that the last middle aged, white, middle class, Catholic, university educated white man who was in the job.
Seriously, fuck you Scott Morrison.

Like you know what it's like:
  • To be spat on in the street for not being an incompetent politician, but just being yourself
  • To not be able to hold your partner's hand in public for fear of negative commentary or worse
  • To not be able to ratify your relationship in the eyes of the law
  • To know that your partner won't automatically receive your super payout when you die because your relationship isn't legally recognised
  • To not have all the rights that you, you white, allegedly heterosexual, middle class, middle aged, allegedly Christian (still looking for evidence of that one other than the Hillsong link) male enjoys.
And you claim you know what bigotry is?

Well, although or most esteemed Attorney General, George Brandis says that we all have the right to be a bigot, seriously, you seriously don't have a fucking clue.

Also, need I remind you that this government is:
  • Run on the grounds that the Church and State are separate
  • You REPRESENT YOUR CONSTITUENTS - you're not there to lambaste us with your backwards and incompetent beliefs
  • As Treasurer, surely it would be far better for the country if we just legislated marriage equality rather than spend in excess of $150 million dollars on finding out that 70% of the country want to happen NOW
Oh, and seriously, if you don't like gay marriage, just don't marry a gay.

You really want to tell me I can marry as much as I want  but my wonderful step-sister and her long term partner can't.

Fuck you, Scott Morrison. 

Oh, and while I'm here, you can tell Cory Bernardi can go fuck himself too. Hopefully South Australia has the good grace to ditch the cretin this election. That the South Australian Liberal party should hang their collective broad-churched heads in shame. It's enough to make me ashamed to be South Australia.

Seriously, you deluded, wasteful, ignorant, bigot. Fuck you.

(That feels better. Sorry for the swearing)


Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Blog a Day June: Phew

I thought I'd lost my phone last night. For me, this is akin to losing my right arm. Things don't feel right without my phone being nearby. My phone acts as:

  • My main method of communication
  • My document repository
  • My diary
  • My entertainment portal
  • My newspaper
  • My weather vane
  • My political ally
And the list continues.

So I left work yesterday, pretty sure I'd got everything off my desk.

I went home and read a bit of my book which was due to be finished by tonight.

I got ready for masons.

A couple of documents were sent over to the phone for use at masons for use in the meeting.

I had a quick dinner.

I collected my mason's gear.

Then I got to mason's to find that the docs I needed to reference that were sent to my phone were not available as my phone wasn't in my handbag.

Could I remember where I put my phone. No. I know I was reading my kindle on the train, but not my phone.

After mason's I looked for said phone. It was nowhere to be found. After about half an hour of searching, I was starting to get a bit edgy. Maybe I'd left it in my locker at work by accident? Maybe it had fallen out of my bag on the train? (Unlikely)

So then, for the first time ever, I remember that the iPhone has a  find my iPhone function.

I logged into the rather slow broadband, typed the question into google and made my way to the Apple Cloud.

I pressed the button marked "Find my iPhone" and a map appears.

The phone flashes it's location on the map, which happened to be exactly where I was standing. I was half-expecting it to be flashing at my office address.

 Then pressed a button so that the iPhone made a sound. An annoying peep came from the direction of the couch under the ironing pile.

This is the best iPhone function ever. I would have been looking for the phone for weeks.

I've still no idea how the phone came to be at the bottom of the ironing pile, but at least the bloody thing was found.

Monday, June 20, 2016

Blog a Day June: Film Review - Me Before You

There has been some controversy over this film in the last week. Some have likened it to a disability snuff film. Others have said it's a load of sap. Other's are enraged that the film tackles the subject of euthanasia in the guise of a love story.

I'll put my hand up and happily say that I loved JoJo Moyes' "Me Before You". It was put up as one of our book group books this year - and though I'm rather happy it didn't get up for this year's list, I'm glad that I found my way to this and I'm glad that I've read it. I think the other reason I'm happy to champion both the book and the movie is because it does put in a position where your forced to think about something that you either haven't thought about, or don't want to think about.

Dying with dignity.

The crux of the book is that Louisa Clark, played by Game of Thrones star Emilia Clark is a bit of a waste of a woman working in a local cafe. After she's made redundant, she takes on the role of carer for a rich arsehole who's a quadraplegic. The plot continues and we find out that Will is down to go to Dignitas to shake this mortal coil in six months - and it appears that it's then Louisa's self-appointed mission to get him to change his mind and live.

Of the good things of the film - the setting is great, much of the film was located in Pembroke in Wales. It is a pretty film with pretty people in sumptuous locations. Sam Claflin's chest hair is rather yummy too.

Emilia Clarke does light up the screen as the hapless, slightly gormless and very lost Lou. She's an incredibly likeable, though her saviour complex does run thin occasionally. The film lacks the depth given to her in the book. Her rather hopeless family are all as described in the book.

The film doesn't stray far from the book either, though it lacks a lot of the back story that really makes the book special - in particular, why Louisa is so stuck is not explained in the film, whereas in the book, you get to see more of Lou than just the bubble head she's often portrayed in her cinematic persona. Janet McTeer and Charles Dance are made to play Will's parents, giving gravitas and breeding to the role.

Matthew Lewis has outgrown his Harry Potter character of Neville Longbottom and now does a good line in gormless as Lou's dreadful boyfriend, Patrick.

What is expected, but disappointing about the film is that you don't find out as much about what Will is going through in the film. The book has the luxury of giving the reader insights into Will the able bodied man, which takes the book further. Pit this against the hopelessness of Lou's situation and you get a bit more edge to the plot. Being such a pretty film you can half forgive this.

As to the disability aspects of the film, it's not advocating euthanasia for the disabled in any way, shape or form. You learn very early that Will, once he has his mind set on something, goes through with it. This is one man's journey. The film in no way advocates this for all. If anything, the rest of the characters try to get Will to change his mind.

What I did like about the film is that it opens up the conversation about what is most often seen as an unpalatable subject. That and the film's message - which is you only have one life to live, so go live it.

The film is worth a viewing, more for the scenery and the sappy love story. Take some tissues and prepare to be just a little bit confronted by the decisions some people make.



Sunday, June 19, 2016

The Jackal's Meme

A nice short meme for this week. Like it. As I have a heap to do and it's a busy week, short and quick is good.

The questions, as always, come from Sunday Stealing.

Question 1: Who is your favorite Musical Artist?

Today, my favourite musical artist Alanis Morrisette. But that is just today as I feel like being a bit angsty. Ask me the same question tomorrow and you will get a different answer.

Question 2: What is your favorite album by that Artist?

Jagged Little Pill. I've got it on in the car at the moment.



Question 3: Who is your Favorite Blogger?

Why Sunday Stealing of course. I'm pretty fond of Elisabeth at Sixth in Line too - I aspire to write as well as her.

Question 4: If you could meet anyone (dead or alive), who would it be and what is interesting about them?

I would love to sit down with William Shakespeare and find out all about him, his life and his plays - and I'd have to ask him if it really was Kit Marlowe who wrote for him.

Question 5: What did you want to be when you grew up?

A writer or a doctor or an astronaut. I became a writer.

Question 6: What is the most interesting piece of Trivia that you know?

The platypus is a mammal that lays eggs and the the male has spurs on it's webbed feet are poisonous.  the Dutch word for platypus is vogelbekdier.

I know all sorts of strange crap, but this is the best I could come up with on short notice

Question 7: If you could live in any point of history when would it be and why?

William Shakespeare - just so I could find out if he really wrote those plays.

Question 8: What do you think of the election in the U.S. so far?

The American political process is one of the most terrifying things I have ever witnessed. Which sort of beats our hum drum election process where you half tempted to fall asleep with boredom.

Question 9: What is your favorite TV drama? What do you like about it?

I've just finished watching the first series of Outlander. It really is just Scottish historical porn with Jacobites and kilts, but if you suspend your belief and get on with the job of enjoying the story, it's great. Sumptuous sets and a good story, even if it is a bit unbelievable. The talent is pretty cool too.



Question 10: What is the most interesting job you've ever had?

I don't think I've ever had a really interesting job - or one that is interesting to other people. I was a dustman for a day and emptied Cliff Richard's bin. I had a job where I was developing training for electricity meters.  What I do isn't empirically interesting, though it does keep my mind occupied.