Friday, March 30, 2007

marble talk

and while we're talkin' marbles*:
Jane's Marble Collection

There's some Odd Large Cats (which makes it a Friday kind of post), among the Slags, Sulphides and Swirls...

Thursday, March 29, 2007

slow meme


As well as getting reacquainted with my books lately, I've been rediscovering my ephemera. Which means I've finally got around to scanning my Little Fork in response to I like

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

misc links

Some blogs (and how I got there):

One + One = thr33
Design, media, clulture and more
(via Troppo's Missing Link)

RetroLife - Mid-Twentieth Century Living...Today!
recommended by PK

And Lexicon Harlot
by Alexis (with whom I exchanged very small talk among the ottomans at the recent blog meet)

and two blogs I found while compiling that strange Google Images post:
A poem should be like an eye chart...led to this post from 2003(17/9) at Upsaid/Oolong on U.S. Poet Laureate, Billy Collins
and more recently, Search-Word Poem/(the words that get you here)

and does the amount of bicarb soda...
led to the local 2paw
Two Golden Labradors, books and food I adore, TV & films galore, knitting, craft and a whole lot more......
(I can never resist a Labrador)

Monday, March 26, 2007

stamped 'shark'

Greg Norman's Infamous "Lost" ball

(Found wandering around Google Images)

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Friday, March 23, 2007

bubbles and bowls

I was recently explaining boynton to an off-line friend.
Oh you know I said, unable to think outside the tag cloud.
His eyes glazed over.

However, googlers make me feel hip as they search for (eg) does the amount of bicarb soda affect the height of bubbles produced when vinegars added and poems on lawn bowls.

So often, better results can be found via Google Images

Which is a not so random roundabout way of linking to Google Blogoscoped: random portraits randomly juxtaposed with random actual search queries

via the presurfer

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

nostalgia hit

...announcing the Gala Opening...

Yes Moomba is the season for nostalgia.
And I was almost hit on the head with nostalgia last week when my bookcase collapsed.
I was reading Graham Kennedy's Melbourne at the time, which is full of photos like this and this.
Actually it was mainly poetry and penguins that collapsed around me.
And top of the pile was Things Fall Apart.

Friday, March 09, 2007

fido friday


Moomba 1967

everything is worn down to dirt and dust in the parks
and gardens wear their recycled water signs warily
as neighbours who dourly lob buckets from the shower
think about dobbing in those profligate hosers and sprinklers somewhere
and all the elms are heat stressed
and everyone is stressed and losing it in traffic or watching the news
and every second grevillea is starting to die,
and the work is drying up for Jim's mowers and tennis coaches
but in Melbourne nonetheless, there's that shift from heatwave into vintage Moomba weather in March, which is a beautiful balminess.