I'm sitting in on a Zoom call. It started at 7 pm.
7 pm on a Sunday night.
I'm wanting to write a poem to the rhythm of Green Eggs and Ham.
I'd rather be watching The Block. It is on in the background, but it's not being watched as the meeting requires some attention. It's not a long meeting. But it is 7 p.m. on a Sunday night.
I do not like these Sunday zooms
I do not like they make me snooze
I do not like the way they drone
I do not like how people moan.
I do not like this committee
I do not like the jobs I'll see
I wish I could be somewhere other
But then I'd be in lots of bother.
I do not like these Sunday zooms
I feel I'm trapped in some dark tomb.
It's amazing what you can do with the camera off the mute button pressed. Then again, I knitted a blanket during defect triage at another job. Boring meeting, camera and microphone off.... time to be productive.
The song of the day comes from the ADHD brain searching for lyrics, because I want to be anywhere but here....
Welcome to my unmedicated brain. This is what happens when I skip my afternoon dose of Ritalin.
I'm trying to get myself back to Melbourne after a relaxing overnight stay in Sydney. I'm getting myself packed up and ready to go to the airport. What fun!
So, let's get the questions out of the way. As always, the questions have come from Sunday Stealing.
TRUE OR FALSE
1. I'm married.
What would I want to do that for? False.
2. I'm raising a teenager.
Wouldn't like to do that either. False.
3. I recently vacationed in California.
A year ago, almost to the day, I was in Los Angeles for seven hours as I changed planes on the way to London. Sorry, not a fan. It was no holiday for that seven hours. Not a fan. Not a vacation either, just a transfer. The rest of the holiday was great. False.
4. I have traveled to Asia.
Many times. True.
5. I have a dog.
I have a cat. Would love a dog, but not in my current living situation. False.
6. I received money from a class action settlement.
We're not as litigious here in Australia, though I have my name on a class action over some of an airline's actions. So, for the moment, false.
7. I've been in the waiting room when a family member had surgery.
False. I have been sitting with family waiting for the outcome of a surgery, but that was at my grandmother's place while my uncle had open heart surgery. Same same but different.
8. I have attended a convention.
True. For technical writers and freemasons. Not at the same time, however.
9. I subscribe to my local newspaper (either print or online).
True. I have a digital subscription to The Age - although I sometimes wonder why - the standards have gone down. At least it isn't Murdoch slop.
10. I recently had work done to the exterior of my home.
False. I rent my flat - that's the body corporate's concern.
I've always loved the film Practical Magic (1998). I mean, what's not to love? Witches and love and curses and Margaritas. I'm in. Regardless, I went into the sequel with some trepidation. After seeing the truly dire The Devil Wears Prada 2, I was wondering how they could bollocks this up.
Thankfully, they didn't.
This has a couple of things going for it. Firstly, this is based on a book - The Book of Magic by Alice Hoffman. Secondly, she had something to do with the writing of the script was written by women (Akiva Goldsman had a hand in writing the first film). So, we're off to a good start. It's also not a carbon copy of the original film. Thank goodness.
The movie starts two decades after the last film finished. Sally Owens (Sandra Bullock) has not let her children, Kylie (Joey King) and Antonia (Maisie Williams) that they are witches. The Owens course, where none of the family are lucky in love, or if they do partner, the partner dies a premature death.
Sally's sister, Gillian (Nicole Kidman) is her happy-go-lucky self, but Sally has shut herself away from love, and to a point, life.
Their aunts, Jet (Dianne Weist) and Franny (Stockard Channing) are still kicking around. It's sighting of a death watch beetle that urges one of them to find a book that can help to reverse the family curse, especially after young Kylie falls in love and her love is put in peril.
I don't need to say more about the plot, other than the sisters end up in England and meet up with Ian Wright (Lee Pace) - an academic who has the knowledge to help them out.
As I said earlier, as sequels go, this is not bad. The script is good, the acting good, sure there are a few hiccups, but nothing that is too jarring. To be honest, I just sat back and enjoyed this perfect Friday night film fodder.
One other thing, the director of this film, Susanne Bier, has directed some fantastic films - including one of my favourites, After the Wedding (2006). It's the Danish film that introduced me to Mads Mikkelsen - it's also a fabulous film if you want something really different. Bier knows what she's doing.
I was pleasantly surprised with this sequel. It's go enough heart, wit, fun and drama to keep me occupied and engaged. I cried at the end too.
And yeah, it's about witches. I'm just supporting my tribe.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere at work is somewhat testing at the moment. We've had a spill and fill. Thankfully, as a contractor, I've not been affected, but it's been hard to be around the low energy. Another good thing is that worst of the restructure is over and my team have had the outcomes they have wanted.
Also, as my contract is up at the end of the month, I've been looking for work. There is a chance that I'll stay on where I am, then again, I may not. I had a good interview on Wednesday with an energy company. The interview was pretty good - but as this is for a year's fixed term contract, if they're actually interested, there will be another one or two interviews. We'll see. Regardless, it was great to get an interview, and if this isn't the job, the right one will come my way.
So, due to all of this uncertainty, I got out my trusty tarot deck to have a look at what's about. I shuffled and chose three cards.
The Knight of Pentacles.
The Page of Pentacles.
And The Sun.
I've been reading long enough to know these are good cards. At a base level, money is coming in. I have to keep at it and know that I'm being looked after.
I also ran the cards through ChatGPT - interested in their take on things. This is what it came back with:
That’s a very positive three-card pull. All three cards point toward steady progress, practical effort, and ultimately a happy or successful outcome.
🌱 Page of Pentacles — The beginning
The Page of Pentacles is about a new opportunity with real potential. It can represent learning, starting something practical, receiving an offer, or deciding to invest time and energy into something that could grow.
The Page says: pay attention to what is being offered to you, even if it seems small at first.
It’s an earthy, grounded card—less about wishful thinking and more about “What can I actually build from this?”
🐎 Knight of Pentacles — The journey
The Knight takes the Page's initial idea and says stick with it.
This is probably the clearest card in the deck for slow and reliable progress. It suggests patience, consistency, responsibility and doing things properly rather than rushing.
Together, the Page and Knight are particularly interesting: something starts as an idea or opportunity, then becomes something tangible through persistence.
There may not be dramatic overnight changes. Instead, you're being encouraged to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
☀️ The Sun — The outcome
And then you get The Sun, one of tarot's most unequivocally positive cards.
It represents joy, clarity, confidence, success, vitality and things coming into the light. Something that may currently feel uncertain can become much clearer.
The Sun also suggests an outcome where you can genuinely say, “Yes, this was worth it.”
🔮 The three together
I'd read the sequence as:
Opportunity → commitment → success.
Or, more personally:
Something worthwhile is beginning. Take it seriously, nurture it, and don't be discouraged if progress is gradual. Your persistence has the potential to lead somewhere genuinely joyful and successful.
What's particularly lovely about this spread is that The Sun doesn't appear to be promising a lucky shortcut. It's at the end of two very grounded Pentacles cards. The message is more like:
“You've got something good here. Put the work in. It can flourish.”
As somebody who reads well and has trained in tarot, it's not a bad reading. Still, I don't think ChatGPT will ever take over as a tarot reader, but it was a fun exercise.
And as I keep telling myself, I'm going to get a job, it's going to be great, and I make my own luck.
When I come back from being away over the weekend, I'll put in a few more applications.
I am exactly where I am supposed to be and I am supported by the universe.
I saw something on social media today - this bloke, who's platform is him ranting,"I BELIEVE THIS AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND". He's pretty funny. He often does suburb reviews.
Today, he was pontificating about biscuits. And the worst biscuits.
Ah, found it on Youtube.
And see, I don't agree with him on some of his list.
Sure, Marie biscuits are only there for making pie crusts, and even then, I prefer to use Nice biscuits.
It's a fair call in regard to the ginger nuts. They are only good after they've been dunked in tea or coffee for a few minutes, save you crack a tooth.
The only good ANZAC biscuits are home made. I had a colleague in Darwin who made the absolute best ANZACs - and I refuse to have them when they have been bought from a store.
Kingstons are making a resurgence, particularly after the viral Kingston Peach crumble recipe has been doing the rounds.
And I agree with what he says about the Orange Cremes. They really are the Turkish Delight of the Assorted Creams pack. (Says she who loves Turkish Delight - often have one in the fridge.)
But he can leave the Chocolate Digestives alone. For me, they're a throwback to England - and they provide heaps of roughage, so you don't need to take Metamucil.
And he does have a point with the Hundreds and Thousands biscuits - they're just badly produced fairy bread. But they still have Tic Tocs! I used to love licking off the icing as a kid.
We also deviate on the Lemon Crisp. They're my absolute favourite. They don't taste like multi-purpose cleaner. I don't buy them, because I inhale them. I love the touch of salt on the surface - it's like eating a Margarita. And they aren't too sweet.
Of the Arnott's stable of biscuits, I also adore Venetians. The currants and the white icing. They're thin and crispy. Love them. I've introduced many friends to these.
I'm also amazed that he didn't bring up Iced VoVos - as they are nowhere near as good as they were when we were kids. Now, they have next to no toppings. The marshmallow used to be soft and fluffy. Not any more.
On my worst list you find the following:
Marie (cardboard substitutes)
Milk Arrowroot (they dry your mouth out - may as well be eating a Sao)
Chocolate Scotch Fingers (why ruin a good thing with chocolate?)
Milk Chocolate Royals (Too sweet, too fussy)
Orange Slice (as above, nobody likes them, they just fill in the assorted packet)
Oh, and any fancy flavour of Tim Tam that deviates from the plain. We don't need Iced VoVo Tim Tams - just fix the original Iced VoVos for pity's sake.
Oh, and one last favourite, the Arnott's YoYo. It's something that you tend only to find in Adelaide, city of all good parochial food stuffs. Best served with lashings of butter while singing the YoYo song.
You don't believe me? Just as the Nutbush can get any Australians in a room up on the dancefloor, the YoYos song will get anybody from Adelaide over the age of 45 singing a stupid advertisement from the 70s.
I fear I may have some unpopular opinions here - but please, give the name of the person who loves Orange Cremes. They don't exist.
Why does the cat demand I make the bed for him in the morning so that he can sleep on it? If it's not made by the time I start work, he's at me until I make it. Of course,. I make the bet most mornings as, like I was told at a child, what will the burglars think if I don't make it. (I can't be the only one told lies by my parents - like what will the doctors think if I get hit by a bus wearing dirty knickers, or how you'll get stuck with a nasty expression on your face if the wind changes... the list is endless.)
Regardless, this six-kilogram, lazy, fur-clad terrorist insists that HIS bed is made before he lies on it in the morning.
Secondly, why does he demand that I share my sushi with him. It's only sushi that he will sit next to me and pull my hand, with a handroll, towards him with a paw. He likes the rice it seems. He really likes sushi. Go figure.
His other big antisocial habit is wiping his bum on the mat outside the kitchen door.
I've been feeling off colour for a few days. I'm seeing the doctor tomorrow. It's low grade but annoying. This is not helping me write.
I asked my writing First Monday's Writing Group what to write - and they said name the best young adult novels I've read and why. So here goes.
The Book Thief by Markus Zuzak - why - because who knew Death could be such a compelling narrator. (and yes, this is a Young Adult novel).
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas, about a girl from the wrong part of town in a private school and how race affects everything. It's amazing.
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. The first book in the series is a masterpiece.
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green - two kids with cancer meet and fall in love. I bawled buckets over this one.
The His Dark Materials series by Philip Pullman - amazing for its world building and an alternative Oxford.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky - a definitive 90s coming of age story.
And it pains me to put these on this list, but Craig Silvey's Jasper Jones and Honeybee are incredible, however, the actions of the author have had him cancelled. His works are wonderful. The authors actions are not.
3. I need to write to the real estate agent about the cockroaches. I don't like cockroaches - however, there appears to be an infestation in the ground floor flat in the block over from us (possible hoarder making life difficult.) I'm two floors up, I'm clean and I don't leave rubbish lying around. Everybody on the block is complaining about this. The girls who live about him can't use their kitchen. Not happy.
However, cockroaches are better than huntsman spiders and the cat enjoys killing them.
4. I've been enjoying the second series of The Gentlemen - but it's got very dark. Eddie has got very dark.
5. Coles Wensleydale with Cranberries is the bomb.
6. I need a bowl of ice cream now. And some panadol.
7. Writer's Group might just get me off my arse to tackle the next bit of this novel. 1997 - here we come.
