aimless

or maybe a bimblelog...

to bimble

to wander aimlessly or stroll/walk without urgency to a destination.

 
Wikipedia: List of British English words not used in American English*

via the presurfer

*or in this case Australian English, though most of the words are familiar.

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Comments: aimless

mmh I thought that was "wombling" or "mooching"
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 30, 2005 12:35 AM

mmh I don't womble, but I do mooch.
I mooch too much, probably.
Posted by boynton at October 30, 2005 12:13 PM

To womble is to lurch and mumble like a wombat, no?
Posted by Kent at October 30, 2005 06:53 PM

Weapons Of Mass lurching?
Bat-talions of mumbling?
Posted by boynton at October 31, 2005 10:33 AM

tumblin'

A tumblelog is a quick and dirty stream of consciousness, a bit like a remaindered links style linklog but with more than just links. They remind me of an older style of blogging... kottke

from the comments:

tumblelog." Yet another Web 2.0 invented word*

Linklogs are so Web 1.0.*

 

via bifurcated rivets

another take

spooks

I'm rather fond of Lambert Hendricks and Ross so this track - Halloween Spooks - is a find. Kind of goes with the decorative pineapple.
(via PCL Linkdump)

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Comments: spooks

Whoah! My thirteen year old is having some of her friends over for a Halloween sleepover, so I must pull this site up when I get home. We can burn the most disgusting CD of shrieks, screams, bad Halloween tracks, gurgling noises...

They have just tentatively started doing the trick-or -treating thing around where we live. The neighbours don't know what's going on, panic and give them whole packets of stuff at a time.
Posted by Helen at October 28, 2005 01:45 PM

Hmmm...Halloween-creep...
Is it taking hold here?

That track is great for yoko-like vocal flourishes.

* Don't miss PCL Linkdump- lotsa audio there

and just seen via quiddity:
http://swapatorium.blogspot.com/2005/10/nightmare-on-elm-street.html
Posted by boynton at October 28, 2005 01:54 PM

tropical

Quite by coincidence after blogging about vintage pineapple plants, I found a vintage Golden Circle Tropical recipe book when I was out looking for Deighton.* I could share the aerial view of cannery which includes a small formal garden, yet this image somehow resonated.
Maybe it's my missing gravatar or a clever idea for Cup Day...

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Comments: tropical

Robin Boyd might have had a point. (Unlike modern pineapples, which for some inexplicable reason are all appearing in the grocers this summer with neatly shorn craniums.)
Posted by laura at October 28, 2005 08:49 AM

I guess you could substitute a bunch of asparagus or something for the spikes.
Posted by laura at October 28, 2005 08:50 AM

Yes I read about this new trend at your place, Laura.
Pineapples sans crowns or 'topless' varieties rule apparently.

"TRY ‘TOPLESS' PINEAPPLES
The traditional pineapple is becoming less important as people are discovering new varieties of ‘topless' sweet pineapples coming from Queensland. Consistently sweet and low in acid, they have a high Vitamin C content, pleasant crunchy texture and are less fibrous. Minus leafy tops these pineapples are more compact and easy to carry home. It was always an old wives' tale that plucking a leaf from the top indicated ripeness. A fragrant tropical aroma is the best indicator of ripeness and flavour as pineapples don't ripen after harvesting. (Incidentally, the reason tops are removed is to grow more pineapples !)"
http://www.harrisfarm.com.au/news3.htm

Dunno about the Old Wives' Tale but the Old Wives'
decorative arts will indeed be challenging...
apsaragus...celery, parsley, spring onions...?
Posted by boynton at October 28, 2005 12:4

ridin' of which

Wendy James sent me an email about the recent (second) launch of her novel.
She also sent me a link to Gizoogle, which transizlates urls or text into rap speak...

Ridin' of which, we had a second launch yesterday in old hometown (arranged by very stoked brotha in law) so tha review was a bootylicious way ta S-T-to-tha-izzart tha day dogg. tha launch itself was a bit of a hoot -- lots of rellies -- mah dads elderly aunties (who i aint seen since we lived in bourke, almost 30 years ago) came & all mah husbands very very big family where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'. tha speech was delayed, coz a few of tha blokes had ta go n wizzatch tha cox(?) plate being run (it was held at tha rsl), tha fellow who launched tha book n gave tha pizzle away (mizzuch gang bangin' frizzay tha audience) n we out. all tha shawty children behaved in a completely feral drug deala hatin' no respect fo` tha sillies mak'n speeches. good fun. tried hard ta git smashed afta, but am runn'n out stamina.

 
Meanwhile: Rich period detail and a humane realism inform this stunning debut.
SMH review of Out Of The Silence
 

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Comments: ridin' of which

I especially like the "shawty children behaved in a completely feral drug deala hatin' no respect fo` tha sillies mak'n speeches" bit -- they were dealing in bits of chewed up sandwich & biscuit, actually....

And thanks fo` tha link, Miss B.
Posted by wen at October 27, 2005 12:37 PM

Diznont mention it...

And we dare disnont mention tha pizzle.
Coz ta give tha pizzle away is tha worst thing in tha world.
Posted by boynton at October 27, 2005 01:35 PM

What sort of a person reads during the Cox Plate?

http://governor_general.blogspot.com/
Posted by wen at October 27, 2005 03:14 PM

The bookies if the favourite storms home?

(Somehow I managed to miss one of the great racing moments. I forgot)

I'm hoping the GG drops by before next Tues with some tips. (ie 2nd and 3rd place - I hope the Diva wins)
Don't care if tha GG gives tha cup pizzle away ;)
Posted by boynton at October 27, 2005 09:25 PM

dalek music

Mr. & Mrs Dalek's musical evening.
 


Now (thanks to TT) when I see Dalek I think Vintage Osterizer.
(Guess Lounge music would be on the osterizer menu or some retro mash)

and who knew that Blendie was a dalek?

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Comments: dalek music

meanwhile the more authentic S&P shakers

http://www.forbiddenplanet.co.uk/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=5727
via:http://del.icio.us/kevan/daleks

(the osterizer - which was generally an unfamiliar word in ostralia? - is more your example of 'found/ dalek'...)
Posted by boynton at October 28, 2005 02:06 PM

fully functional

bar briefcase (via collision detection)



seems to go with the cell phone hip flask

meanwhile make mine a chocolate thanks

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Comments: fully functional

If James Bond were a mixologist this'll be inside inside his brief too
Posted by Russell Allen at October 26, 2005 07:41 PM

.007?
Posted by boynton at October 27, 2005 10:05 AM

other dogs

A small footnote, but I read this quote by Murray Bail in The Guardian posted at Ramage:

It is only a matter of time in a Russian novel before a sturgeon arrives on a plate, a "fine sturgeon" or a "large sturgeon". It is like the appearance of bicycles in Irish novels, or the dog wagging its tail in every other Tom Roberts painting.

don't know much about Irish bicycles, but dogs in Roberts paintings?
Off-hand can only think of the Breakaway... even the iconic bailed up shearing the rams don't feature a dog, wagging or not.

anyway googling did not shed any light but did lead to this NGA Children's exhibition Dog (which only works here in IE)

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Comments: other dogs

Flann O'Brien's molecule exchange theory
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 24, 2005 07:48 PM

I always tought that was by McCubbin.
Posted by boynton at October 24, 2005 08:51 PM

aah McCubbin - didn't he do Afterbathing at Baxters?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 24, 2005 09:25 PM

No, but maybe
A Small Package of Value Will Come to You Shortly
http://www.ngv.vic.gov.au/collection/australian/painting/m/apa00001.html

(spot the canine)
Posted by boynton at October 24, 2005 10:44 PM

thanks Boynton for the visually happy time spent on Roberts via Google images and for the improvement in my knowledge of Roberts via http://www.tomrobertsfestival.com.au/Background.htm
Posted by Brownie at October 25, 2005 01:01 PM

Well, they wouldn't allow me into the first parliament. And blowed (clever wool joke) if they would let me into the shearing shed.

Woof.

PS: You might consult my friend Irish Rover about bicycles in his books.
Posted by Fido at October 25, 2005 02:09 PM

Yes - the Festival looks good, Brownie.

Hmmm - must be a line about a bare-bellied-cujo going begging in there, not to mention a drover's dog...


(And forgot that Roberts' nickname was Bulldog)

"In a letter dated 6 November 1903, he says the work is nearly finished and includes a drawing of a bulldog (Roberts’ nickname was “Bulldog”) escaping from a collar and chain"

http://www.parliament.vic.gov.au/education/Tom_Roberts_The_Big_Picture.htm


Posted by boynton at October 25, 2005 05:02 PM

Roberts: "A song then, Streeton."

Streeton: "Hey Bulldog?"
Posted by Tony.T at October 25, 2005 05:30 PM

Sorry - Working 9x5, Smike.
Posted by boynton at October 25, 2005 06:58 PM

meta things

What counts as wonder? Traditional esoterica remains a popular theme (you can look for anything, anywhere, if that's what you're determined to do), but the web also supplies us with contemporary esoterica, an emerging strand of visual culture that attempts to reconcile the immense realm of consumption and identity through curating, collecting, presenting, ensuring that objects set up a constant loop of feedback between memory and the present ...From the sublime to the ridiculous, or as Borges once noted, 'There is a kind of lazy pleasure in useless and out-of-the-way erudition.'

things on the web


also, the Walkey magazine on (pundit) blogs, citj v. proj - it's all about bonding...
Quiggin via barista

As for wikis - perhaps one day soon wikipedia will corner the market in the collecting and curating of the random and esoteric. Not only is it link central inc but dynamic, so the bonding can roll on.

resonian

Resonians in McNabbs Orchard, Ardmona.


Members of Reso party at Snobs Creek Hatchery

factory garden

At Strange Thoughts via a link trail from PCL:
Fun with Gelatin featuring a scan of the aerial view of the plant at Sydney The Largest Gelatine Factory In The World


More here on the landscape heritage - a rare Australian example of a factory garden inspired by the Garden City Movement.

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Comments: factory garden

All set for a perfectly manicured slaughter.

"..airborne particles from the factory buildings needed to be filtered by passing through trees.."
Posted by peacay at October 22, 2005 12:57 AM

airborne blood and bone..?
Posted by boynton at October 22, 2005 10:23 AM

Mm..I guess. So many twisted images come to mind. No wonder the gardens did so well. *shudder*
Posted by peacay at October 22, 2005 10:32 PM

meanwhile: San Franciso in Jello
http://www.lizhickok.com/assets/portfolio/pages/01city.html

(via presurfer)
http://presurfer.meepzorp.com/archive/2005_10_01_archive.html#113013195729441389
Posted by boynton at October 25, 2005 12:14 PM

There's parenting advice in there. Jelly will bring out teh gay. Ground cow will bring out teh sport. Legumes are just confused.
Posted by peacay at October 25, 2005 09:29 PM

I did manage to find another aerial view, of a pineapple... plant/factory from the same time to offset the slaughter.

But then I got distracted by the Reso train and the gardens of Ardmona (canned fruit)
http://www.slv.vic.gov.au/pictoria/b/2/2/doc/b22309.shtml

http://www.slv.vic.gov.au/pictoria/b/2/2/doc/b22310.shtml
Posted by boynton at October 25, 2005 09:48 PM

They're both gelatin prints.
Posted by peacay at October 25, 2005 10:02 PM

walk the talk

Last week in the park a woman lingered on the path ahead of me, walking around in small downcast circles
You haven't seen a mobile phone? she asked with a half-hearted nod to the long grass.
No but I'll keep my eye out.
You won't find it! she said, and then gave me her address, hopelessly.

She was right. I myself lost the tennis ball twice in a 10 foot square later on, taking 10 minutes to locate it.

Meanwhile Cell phone could identify its owner by their walk.

Ailisto says, using the simple motion sensing gait method, the prototype phone correctly identified when it was being carried by someone other than its owner 98% of the time. It also only triggered accidentally, when it was with its rightful owner, 4% of the time

(via as above - kevan)


It lends a poignancy to the lost mobile in the park scenario. Even if phone recognised by gait code the worried walk of its rightful owner, it would still be powerless to call out and be found.

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Comments: walk the talk

Why on earth didn't she borrow your phone to call her phone so that she could locate it that way?

Whenever I have misplaced my phone, I call it with the home phone and find it that way. This happens more frequently then I would like.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at October 20, 2005 06:47 PM

a) Didn't have my phone on me.

b) We're talkin'... 40 acres or more. With lots of ambient birdsong ...

I don't think paging would work?
Maybe they need a coo-ee mode.


Posted by boynton at October 20, 2005 07:05 PM

...on silent? I have a friend whose phone never gets to ring.
Posted by Kent at October 20, 2005 08:40 PM

like a bird that never gets to sing...

More pathos in that scenario then...
Can recognise rightful owner, is called - but is on silent.
Posted by boynton at October 20, 2005 09:04 PM

mmh - so Scott - she runs home from the park - calls her mobile - puts home phone down and runs back to park - hoping it hasn't gone through to voice mail.
My suggestion is to train the dog to find it.

I saw Moser jogging with his latest bonk the other night and he had Rex carrying his mobile in his mouth and presenting it to Moser when the phone rang.

That's style.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 21, 2005 10:06 AM

Can Rex txt?

(think I used that joke on barista a while back...
'When an Inspector txts'...shaggy dog joke)

Actually I do think my late labrador could have been trained to do that.
Posted by boynton at October 21, 2005 12:14 PM

What? Tell shaggy dog jokes? Not bad for a smooth haired breed.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 21, 2005 02:06 PM

Yes it may have been tedious and anti-climactic but it was way too short for a yarn.
Posted by boynton at October 21, 2005 02:37 PM

I'm very slow on the uptake today, FX...

He had a sense of humour, (some dogs don't you know)
but usually acted out his jokes.

Of course I think the correct standard is coarse?
Posted by boynton at October 21, 2005 03:36 PM

shells

SO IS THE INTERNET TRULY CREATING CONNECTIONS AMONG PEOPLE? OR DIVIDING US AS WE HIDE INSIDE OUR PRIVATE SHELLS?

Time Magazine The Road Ahead via the presurfer

 

Location: AUSTRALIA; VICTORIA; BOWEYA;

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Comments: shells

Cool article.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at October 20, 2005 04:34 PM

Quite possibly the girl with the book also holds a shell; and we notice the girl to her left holds a book as well.
Posted by vernaculo ajax me at October 20, 2005 06:57 PM

And! Small human figures!
Look! At the edge of the table!
Posted by and again me at October 20, 2005 06:59 PM

oh yes! I missed them.

Is it that thing again of books blurrring the natural sense of distance and scale?
Posted by boynton at October 20, 2005 07:16 PM

bush life

Bush Life -- Lunchtime "Cooee"

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Comments: bush life

Are they Jack Russells?

- no they're mine.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 19, 2005 07:32 PM

You don't know Jack, Russell.

And how do we know it's a coo-ee? Could easily be gazing off into space while nibbling on hard tack.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 19, 2005 09:29 PM

How on earth did they get him to stand still? Pioneer discipline?
Posted by laura at October 20, 2005 08:58 AM

I'd say a Foxie, FX, Smooth.

Who knows if there was a cooee within a cooee?

Lucky it's not a bluey cooee.
No pioneer discipline in the world would be effective.
Posted by boynton at October 20, 2005 02:18 PM

pipe trees

8 ways to use The Pipe Tree

View a scanned image of National Tube's "Pipe Family" tree from the February 1937 issue of US Steel News The Setting

Man with pipe - Basque tree carvings site

hearing glasses

Are the glasses listening?


*

 

 




*

 

 

Deafness in Disguise Concealed Hearing Devices of the 19th and 20th Centuries
via cynical-c

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Comments: hearing glasses

mp3 players just don't have the same panache as a dentaphone.

I wonder if they combined them with a pipe.
'I can't hear you, I'll have to light my hearing aid.'
Posted by peacay at October 18, 2005 07:21 PM

Pipe down...

Actually some of the trumpet pics
http://medcat.wustl.edu/cgi/arb.cgi?796758042:DID:ARS1:

do look like pipes...
http://www.manuelshaabi.com/html/verfugbare_pfeifen_available_p.html
Posted by boynton at October 18, 2005 07:48 PM

- um, that first link will still work if you search for "trumpets"...


Posted by boynton at October 18, 2005 08:44 PM

pardon? I've run out of matches.
Posted by peacay at October 18, 2005 10:14 PM

http://www.subclub.org/shop/camlite1.htm
Posted by boynton at October 19, 2005 10:12 AM

*sniff* Just like the zippo I left in a Thai gutter.

Boys need more accessorizing.
Posted by peacay at October 19, 2005 12:23 PM

not a tie in a seppo gutter? ;)

and seems there was a tie clip hearing aid in the 50's, along with some other accessories:
http://beckerexhibits.wustl.edu/did/20thcent/part3.htm
Posted by boynton at October 19, 2005 01:39 PM

three

boynton turns three today

I don't know which of these images best sums up one's thoughts on blogging
but thank you for sharing part of the journey.

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Comments: three

Happy blogiversary.

I'll take the goat for mine.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 17, 2005 05:24 PM

Happy Birthday Dear Boynton, everyone knows it takes 3 years to get a garden or a Vintage going, and that the fourth year is the Masterpiece, so I happily anticipate The Very Special Old Pale Boynton VSOP.
Cheers!
Posted by Brownie at October 17, 2005 06:04 PM

I'll tether the goat here for a week and then send him over to the Tugboat for your celebrations, Gummo.
(not for a ragout ;)
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 06:05 PM

Cheers, Brownie!

I will certainly become older and paler ;)
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 06:10 PM

LOve your blog. Glad you've kept it up this long. Congrats. Many happy returns...
Posted by Gerry at October 17, 2005 06:19 PM

Quite a hurdle. Happy blogday oh pale one!
Posted by saint at October 17, 2005 06:19 PM

Hey thanks - appreciate that.

btw - just noticed that not only did 'the Age' first publish on this date 151 years ago (see last year's blogiversary edition) but National Geographic issued number one on 17/10 1888.*
*via Grow a Brain


(Think I've become old and pallid in the last year of blogging otherwise I might have whipped up a "National Boyntographic" commemorative edition...
Too late now)
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 06:34 PM

Happy B-Day.

Only one girl is applauding. One is eating her fingers and one is kneading a kitten.
Posted by Tony.T at October 17, 2005 09:18 PM

merci

I thought it was a digital camera, but maybe it is a digital kitten.
Maybe she's the third year of blogging - knows the score and can applaud and record at the same time.
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 10:11 PM

I suppose a rogan josh is out of the question too :(
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 17, 2005 10:52 PM

Good for a Cup Day celebration.
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 11:19 PM

Wow! Three! Well done.
Posted by Link at October 17, 2005 11:22 PM

http://www.qwantz.com/fanart/qwantz-FREE%20PENIS%20ENLARGER!%2050%24%20VALUE!.PNG
Posted by peacay at October 17, 2005 11:47 PM

Well done :)
Posted by Kent at October 18, 2005 12:59 AM

Happy B!
I am applauding this effort. You can't hear anything cos a) you are very far away and b) i've only got one arm.
Posted by Russell Allen at October 18, 2005 02:16 AM

All three seem appropriate, but from my experience I'd have to say the image of pulling the goat is most appropriate.

After four years, I find it amazingly easy to write some days and darn near impossible on others.

Still, it's always fun to watch someone else try to move that goat.
Posted by Loren Webster at October 18, 2005 04:01 AM

May I? "Garlands for Miss Boynton, beggin' y'pardon, mum...":

http://viewfinder.english-heritage.org.uk/search/reference.asp?index=13&imageUID=49438&main_query=celebration&theme=&period=&county=&district=&place_name=

congratulations!


Posted by Dave at October 18, 2005 12:06 PM

I like this, peacay :

"In the cool of morning
I fry up a slab of SPAM
A dog barks next door"

Alas I don't get the strange email spam anymore,
http://boynton.ubersportingpundit.com/archives/009179.html

but I've tried to make that old spam scan:

It’s about your life
And it is more serious
Than A heart attack


you will spite yourself
to not read every word here
You still have a chance

Thnks Link, Kent, armless Russ
and Loren, yes I think the three girls applauding another bloggers' efforts at jumping over the daily hurdle sums up most of my blogging experience.
Still the Goat is part of a Beach Carnival afterall, so that's important.

And thanks ever so much, Mr Ramage.
Beautiful.
I like this description
"As the traditional customs generally involved noise, begging or the risk of bad behaviour, many people were happy to see them go. Henry Taunt, however, was among those who wanted to preserve the attractive parts of these festivities and to maintain a link with a more romantic past."


Posted by boynton at October 18, 2005 12:40 PM

This comment was sent least having enough control so as to be safe from slavery by any other species.
Posted by peacay at October 18, 2005 03:51 PM

Congrats Miss B.
Posted by cs at October 18, 2005 04:31 PM

please narrator let us know.
This kindred comment was enhance sent seventeenth century...

thanks cs
Posted by boynton at October 18, 2005 05:15 PM

Belated happy 3, B. Yes, as a Radio Userland client, it's the goat for me too!
Posted by Dick at October 19, 2005 06:21 PM

Thanks, Dick.
Seems like the goat gets the vote...

Despite those days when blogging gets my goat...
http://www.msgr.ca/msgr-humour/goat%2000%20Bridge%202%20Troll%201.htm

(for troll I mean spam from messrs dEXcLatWkB etc ;)
Posted by boynton at October 20, 2005 02:06 PM

Feel it would be foolish to attempt to improve on the immortal words of Martin the Loofah King:- "Three at last! Three at last! Thank God Almighty, she are three at last."

(Sorry, the congratulationalisations are unconscionably belated, however we were in the culpable hands of the Significant Other-in-law as he moved us painlessly across to Internode broad bean.)
Posted by Sedgwick at October 21, 2005 12:28 PM

cheers, Sedge.

Broad bean land beckons, (somewhere near broady?) but I'm still in languid has been land.
Posted by boynton at October 21, 2005 12:48 PM

wardle doodle

Be confident and face a swooping bird... the government

For the second time in my life I got swooped by a magpie.
It's hard not to take these things personally.
It may have been my Swans 109th Grand Finalists cap that made it see red
Anyway I was confident and faced the bird as it contemplated a third swoop from the top of the telephone pole.

quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle *

* Dennis Glover via Wikipedia.

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Comments: wardle doodle

Heh.
http://static.flickr.com/28/48245125_92e3cb9f70.jpg?v=0
He was on holidays.
Magpie attacks are the new weapons of intercity rivalry.
Posted by peacay at October 15, 2005 10:20 PM

I find the small branch of a gum tree held just above head height and shaken continuously while strolling through enemy lines seems to deter these pesky kamikazees.
Posted by Link at October 16, 2005 12:29 AM

peacay - your city's maggie looks like it is adopting Link's strategy - theough with a bunch of celery held by the feet.
(apologies to serious iconography/ornithography)

I have to say I like that solution, Link.
Better than the dreaded drawn-eyes-on-a-hat look.
I think I did read something about certain colours being bad - like red and orange, so may have to stop gloating about the football and wear my white hat again.
Posted by boynton at October 16, 2005 12:55 PM

I'm probably the one who should apologize, for that's a 14th century Hungarian family crest.

I always thought the eye-scream container on the head was novel fashion defence.
Posted by peacay at October 16, 2005 01:22 PM

Mouthing nasty threats to them as they flap nervously about in the trees works for me.
Posted by Kent at October 16, 2005 01:22 PM

So does that very scenario explain an eye-scream container?

Sounds like you are sufficiently confident, Kent, to see them as the nervous ones ;)
Actually - I'm not phobic or even very anxious about swooping magpies - still having great regard for their oodle.
http://boynton.ubersportingpundit.com/archives/002927.html
Posted by boynton at October 16, 2005 01:44 PM

Great to see you at the grogblog Boynton.
I hereby present you with the award for the Blogger Most Like Their Blog.

I LOVE magpies and wish humans guarded their children as assiduously as the maggies do.
I love their morning song and their mournful going home in the evening song. I enjoy provoking their sidelong WTF? glance with my convincing mimic of a hungry chick. My advice to Magpie battlers is: just wear Spring hats.
Posted by Brownie at October 16, 2005 01:54 PM

Great to meet you, Brownie.
Hope to see you (and youse all) at the next big rantwittering.

I love magpies too - which is maybe why I took it personally. I've always tried to "keep an eye out" for their predators...
Posted by boynton at October 16, 2005 07:19 PM

Yesterday I watched swans on the pond in the middle of the Botanic Gardens swooping on unsuspecting waterbugs drifting round under the surface.

So sorry I missed this grogblog - Fridays I work very late. Next time, I hope.
Posted by Laura at October 16, 2005 08:29 PM

m a g p i e

sounds like a drag racers nourishment.
Posted by peacay at October 16, 2005 09:03 PM

Swans flooding the pond?


or
m a g p i?
suped-up circumferences?
http://www.wethepeople.de/2004/product.php?nr=224
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 01:20 PM

Rainbow lorikeet or lyrebird pie would be more easily digested t'would think.
Posted by peacay at October 17, 2005 04:45 PM

Hmph, auspicious use of bullets would result in natural selection of a breed of maggies better suited to living with humans.

**Ducks, as several bloggers swoop hard**

Good seeing you at drinkies, thanks for coming, I had a top night!
Posted by armaniac at October 17, 2005 05:16 PM

Only pigeon pie on the avian-rich menu, peacay:
http://image.sl.nsw.gov.au/cgi-bin/ebindshow.pl?doc=f990_1_c/a086;seq=13


Yes - you'd better wear sunglasses on the back of your head at the next rantwittering, armaniac.

Thanks for organising it - a very enjoyable evening spent in coolsville Rucker's Hill.
Posted by boynton at October 17, 2005 05:57 PM

parade

There was talk of a parade....

osterizer

From a flickr set of vintage cookbooks:Recipes for the Two-Speed Osterizer

The Deluxe osterizer recipes seem a dash more existential.

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Comments: osterizer

If I took one of them things to a BBQ would I be shunned and osterasized by the cognescenti?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 14, 2005 05:54 PM

Depends on the snag ratio?
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 05:56 PM

It's what Davros prepares his food with. "Puréed broccoli please, Doc. Torrrrr."
Posted by Tony.T at October 14, 2005 06:37 PM

You're right. Very Dalekian.

"Osterize it! ...

Perhaps the terror could be quelled by a cup of tea and staring at a waffle.
Posted by boynton at October 15, 2005 12:26 PM