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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

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?


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



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

Monday, October 24, 2005

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)


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

Friday, October 21, 2005

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.


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

Thursday, October 20, 2005

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.


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;


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

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

bush life

Bush Life -- Lunchtime "Cooee"


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

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

hearing glasses

Are the glasses listening?


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


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

Monday, October 17, 2005

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.


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

Saturday, October 15, 2005

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.


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....

Friday, October 14, 2005

osterizer

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

The Deluxe osterizer recipes seem a dash more existential.


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

Thursday, October 13, 2005

vanishing

At The library of vanished sounds, it was the Grandmother Clock ticking and striking (found under Various) that struck home.


via I like, there are some good clips at BBC 4's The Lost Decade, but I took a diversion to the 1950's Home style and got lost in the 1950's kitchens at the Museum of Modern Design

I think I would find so many cupboards quite stunning


and New! Parakeets Available...Parakeets rest on your finger and sing to you




Comments: vanishing

That 'stunning' kitchen has really odd perspective else that's the smallest mixmaster I've ever seen.

No, it's odd.
Posted by peacay at October 14, 2005 03:37 PM

Oh yes I see what you mean.

I thought it was the 50's geometrical thing happening but no, the walls are falling in...

Might think the yellow wallcupboard syndrome, but it looks too amusing. Like the after coffee entertainment.
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 03:46 PM

I was thinking that it's like vortexvision, the homogenized vanilla virgin 50s vista. Our kitchens (and our decade) will warp your space-time continuum.
Posted by peacay at October 14, 2005 04:26 PM

The Modern Miracle You See Without The Use Of Tumblers!
http://www.widescreenmuseum.com/widescreen/i_have_seen_the_robe-2.htm
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 05:21 PM

heh. Now that's some understated prose!
Posted by peacay at October 14, 2005 05:49 PM

btw - this is actually the kitchen my blue canisters and I would prefer:
http://www.moda.mdx.ac.uk/tellingtales/aids/1950/pop/50kit_01.htm

looks fairly stable in comparison to the (canary) yellow...give or take a few onions?
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 05:51 PM

Just needs a preening skirt wearer and a gun chef ;-)
Posted by peacay at October 14, 2005 06:31 PM

Perhaps that's why Len D was armed.
In case the cupboards advanced?
Posted by boynton at October 15, 2005 12:17 PM

ok, that made me laugh.
Posted by peacay at October 15, 2005 10:14 PM

Whilst cleaning out the shed today I came across a bunch of reasonably well preserved 1950s- 1960's Australian Picture and Post Magazines.

Are you a collector Mrs Boynton? If you would look after them I could arrange to lend them to you for a long lend.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 15, 2005 11:26 PM

Used to collect magazines of that era- but not Picture and Post. Sounds fab! A short lend would be wonderful.

(Mrs? are you having a lend of me, FX?
Usually ms, though I'm still so amiss, but might accept 'reasonably well preserved')
Posted by boynton at October 16, 2005 12:46 PM

the times

Sing Along with some of the most defining and popular War (Protest) songs of the 1960’s from Brownielocks and the 3 bears



Comments: the times

That webpage design will enter the kitsch hall of fame, probably before it has fallen off its host.

There endeth my protest.
Posted by peacay at October 14, 2005 12:39 AM

I could get nostalgic for the heritage myself and blog about it.

Possibly the one-horse blog and its default template will be seen as heritage soon.
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 01:03 AM

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

enthusuastic

It was her wedding day, she was married at home and the guests played tennis thereafter.


Elastic Enthusiastic (via the presurfer)


Comments: enthusiastic

Catchy title? Or is it a caption? It may well make a huge difference.
Posted by Tony.T at October 11, 2005 01:35 PM

It's Catchy.
Or is it?
...the tension...
Posted by boynton at October 11, 2005 01:39 PM

The wedding guests in the background seem disinterested.

I'm disappointed I couldn't strangle her or get her to land on their heads. That said, I'm embarrassed about how long it stole of my attention.
Posted by peacay at October 11, 2005 03:10 PM

Another match in progress on the outside courts?

I thought she was going to cause an upset too.
It all seems very chivalrous really.
Posted by boynton at October 11, 2005 05:47 PM

thereafter? - for ever and ever - Amen?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 12, 2005 01:00 PM

a match made in...a higher court...?

Amen is something never heard on Foxtel I believe.
Posted by boynton at October 12, 2005 03:36 PM

I would pay for Foxtel is they showed the Friesian Open Tennis Championship
Posted by Russell Allen at October 14, 2005 08:17 AM

Yes it's become rather tedious with the dominance of the Herefords, and the Hereford style of play.
Posted by boynton at October 14, 2005 11:11 AM

Monday, October 10, 2005

authority

What makes Cheryl such an authority on dog bites? She gets bitten by dogs for a living.


found while musing on the general question of why the bluey nips (in the air mainly when she's in the zone where none can go in and negotiate)


Comments: authority

Dog Scouts?
Dib dib dib dob dob growl.
Posted by peacay at October 10, 2005 11:27 PM

Scouting bites
http://143.216.21.253/mpcimg/57000/B56774.htm
Posted by boynton at October 10, 2005 11:39 PM

Sunday, October 09, 2005

car sales

A series of portraits of Car Salesmen by Phillip Toledano (via things)

Ford Times 1966
(via old children's books set via grow a brain)


"Dad, what will cars be like when I grow up?"
Informed men hesitate to predict exactly how future cars will look...pastelogram

contents

Open All Night is a place to visit alright ...

and incindentally, when I read this Kafka Table of Contents recently, (via this space )
I recalled the postings there on other indices ...

world qotd

And it was a disastrous start for the World with the loss of four early wickets


(or something like that, caught as I walked through the lounge when the ABC news was on...)



Comments: world qotd

So atlas played cricket?

Feh. I have my ups and downs with cricket. The ashes was great but I fear my interest is waning. I think my yearly sport timeclock is out of whack.
Posted by peacay at October 9, 2005 11:32 PM

This silly series has barely registered, peacay.

The Ashes, otoh, quickly became compulsive viewing...
Posted by boynton at October 9, 2005 11:42 PM

- just heard Gideon Haigh on 774 describe it as "piped music" compared to the Opera (Ashes)
Posted by boynton at October 11, 2005 11:56 AM

dream warning

This one doesn't exist in reality, as far as I know. This is a quick sketch of a warning sign that I saw in a dream, posted on a side wall of a freeway lane that was under construction. I got sort of lost trying to find a way to get a clear picture of it in the dream



Stick Figure Warning Signs via Daily Jive

Friday, October 07, 2005

beatle dreaming

The Savage Young Beatles Photos of the Beatles 1950's-1963

Many of these photos are very well known and have been seen throughout the past 40 years but it's certain that you will find a great many that you've never seen.

via PCL Linkdump and presurfer
 

The further we get from the Beatles, the bigger they become — in importance, influence and as a subject for research...

Yet the bigger the Beatles become, the smaller are the fragments unearthed. Almost everybody remotely connected to the band, from tea boys to chauffeurs, has now given us their memoirs
...Hunter Davies



(and I missed the significance of yesterday apparently... but you soon find out that every milestone is covered in the beatle-dreaming...)

John stole the harmonica used in this song in a music shop in Arnhem...


Comments: beatle dreaming

Well if you didn't know about it, perhaps it is not true. Adelaide radio has been known to be wrong before.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at October 7, 2005 05:10 PM

I thought it was 11/9 but that's only one of the recording dates apparently...

(Yeah yeah yeah - you should see how many Beatles questions I get wrong at Trivia these days...
can't even recognise the songs anymore ;)
Posted by boynton at October 7, 2005 05:16 PM

I started to look at the photos and could not go on. all too sad. in the 1950's one with the caption about 'the future Mrs Lennon in an eyelock with Paul', John looks so much like his son Julian it's scary for me and must be worse for Julian.
In high school (1964) we loved the ANNA track from With the Beatles LP and 15 years later, my friend Joanne named her daughter Anna after it. awww.
Posted by Brownie at October 8, 2005 12:43 PM

I know what you mean about the sadness.

George looks scarily like his son Dhani too.

One of my nephews was named after one of the fab four...(not Ringo)
Posted by boynton at October 8, 2005 01:19 PM

water

Prompted by a comment by TT on the Doomed Engineers link, I googled my way to Water Medicine ... Its tour follows the life of C.Y. O'Connor, who designed the pipeline that supplies water to the goldfields in Kalgoorlie.

C.Y. O'Connor's suicide note...

action cook

Len Deighton's Action Cookbook - one of NPR's Author's Lowlights
(via As above, kevan)

more at gremolata
The cover shows Deighton stirring a pot of spaghetti while a woman runs her hands suggestively through his hair. He’s got a gun hanging loosely by his side and is looking out at the reader with the kind of knowing glance that’s usually accompanied by a wink.



Comments: action cook

Personally, I preferred the gremolata review; great book, lousy cover.

"While a chapter entitled “Bachelor Foods: (The Quick Cook)” contains two pages on sandwich-making, he also thinks that a vol-au-vent or a Potage Saint Germain should be well within any novice’s grasp. All of the recipes are easy to follow and all, amazingly, work."

This sent me a-hunting through the recipe books for Potage Saint-Germain. Here's a recpe for it:

1 lb dried green split peas; 1 carrot; 1 onion; 1/4 lb bacon trimmings; 2 cloves; 1 bouquet garni; 1/4 lb butter; 1/4 pint cream; 4 pints white stock (chicken or veal).

Soak peas overnight in cold water, bring to the boil in water, skim and drain. Put the chopped vegetables together with the peas, diced bacon and bouquet garni into a saucepan and sweat (saute) slowly for one hour and mix in the stock, bring to the boil, season with sugar and salt. Remove from the heat and add the butter and cream. Serve with fried croutons.

I'd go with the veal stock (much richer than chicken); chopped herbs or a faggot of herbs would be OK substitutes for the bouquet garni. Ham might be preferable to the bacon.

I've been cooking something very similar to this for years, minus the cream. I've even found something a lot like it in tins at the supermarket.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 6, 2005 03:50 PM

Yes - it was mainly the cover and the title that caught my eye. In this related link, (which I forgot to post)
http://www.villagevoice.com/books/0539,essay,68210,10.html
it's explained that:
"It is not a good cookbook. It is a shockingly good cookbook: I can attest that thanks to his "action strips" of cooking instructions in comic-strip form, you and Len can create a fine chicken paprika. How can this be? Hidden within his explanation of dessert trifle is the spymaster's top secret: Deighton was an assistant pastry chef before he turned his attention to pistol silencers and femmes fatales."

I also like recipes in comic book form. I have a great example from England post WW2, with a narrative about a new bride coping with austerity cuisine and unsolicited matronly advice about jerusalem artichokes. Unfortunately, my books aren't here, so can't scan at the moment...

Thanks for the recipe. Might have to subsitute something for bacon ("Not Bacon"?) and - would go for the chicken stock over the veal.
Wonder how that would go in comic book form?
Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 05:03 PM

"Not Bacon" would have to be something salty and smoked, I think. Eel might be interesting.

Not sure how that would look in a comic book though.

PS - I refuse to get dragged into that old veal stock vs chicken stock controversy again.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 6, 2005 06:11 PM

Yeah but can he sing "Melancholy Baby"?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 6, 2005 07:55 PM

That Potage Saint Germain looks a bit like my Pea 'n' 'am Soup. Whats the essential difference?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 6, 2005 08:00 PM

Maybe he can whistle Morricone - looks like Spaghetti Western...

I'm almost up to speed now on the history of this book...from Deighton's columns in The Observer
and the Trivia re Ipcress...
"As Deighton was writing a cooking strip appearing in the London Observer, copies of this strip were plastered on the walls of Harry Palmer's kitchen. One trick the spy used, cracking two eggs together with one-hand, was beyond Caine's ability. Viewers of the film might notice Palmer's hands have dark hairs in that shot and not the blond follicles of Michael Caine--they were the hands of Len Deighton. "
http://wbritton53.home.att.net/caine.htm
Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 11:16 PM

FX,

I dunno what the essential difference would be. And the recipe I found might not be definitive either. Puzzling, isn't it?

It does suggest an easy cheat when you find yourself stuck for a soup for a dinner party though; a couple of tins of pea 'n ham and 200 mls of cream from the supermarket and bingo: Potage Saint-Germain!
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at October 7, 2005 01:22 PM

So it's a gun that's been missing from my veggie curries. The fawning woman and choosing an impressively large dish I have down pat.
"Add smith & wesson 38 special, pause, glance nonchalantly". "Eat".
Posted by peacay at October 7, 2005 02:17 PM

a gun cook

fire up stove...
walk ten paces
shoot cupboard open...
take out the pasta
pump 5 rounds of spaghetti into saucepan
ponder fwiw

graze...
Posted by boynton at October 7, 2005 04:02 PM

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

cheery

Various Cosy Catastrophes and Dreadful Dooms (via things)

Apocalyptic Appendages
Post-apocalyptic disaster stories and nuclear nightmares with a twist
(via cynical c)

Doomed Engineers
a list of the tragic and failed
(via topher tune's times)


Comments: cheery

Just finished The Chrysalids. Mutants couldn't hold a stinging to a triffid.
Posted by Kent at October 6, 2005 05:59 AM

You're right...
http://www.netomer.de/flickrtagfight/chrysalid.triffid.fight


Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 12:52 PM

There's a story O'Connor (the guy what built the pipeline to Kalgoorlie) turned on the tap at Kal only to discover there was no water. He was shattered, so he shot himself and then moments later the water came out.

It sounds dramatic, but it looks like the reality is somewhat more mundane. Well, as mundane as suicide can be.
Posted by Tony.T at October 7, 2005 01:43 PM

Riding his horse into the Ocean...
poetic and tragic...

http://kitezh.com/watermedicine/tour/kal/cy5.htm
Posted by boynton at October 7, 2005 03:45 PM

pismronunciation

Vale Ronnie Barker...

Ronnie Barker monologue: Pismronunciation

Audio here (pismonunciation ) with other mp3s


Comments: pismronunciation

They are two different versions..pismorunciation. That would be hust go dard to streak eden myth a stripped.

That's all my childhood now gone in a matter of a couple of weeks. *sigh* RB was the best. Gilligan/Max were just fluff.
Posted by peacay at October 5, 2005 02:03 PM

Oh dear ... Haudio ear...
Once I found the audio I forgot about the text, but yes 2 different versions.

Not forgetting Dave Allen in March...

Gilligan was fluff - never really liked the show, but liked him, and had heard of him in Dobie.

But Max! was Max! is Max.
One out of the box...
or off it...

And RB - one out of the box...

What a sad year...
Posted by boynton at October 5, 2005 02:24 PM

Was going to say much the same myself boyn, at the risk of being glib, alas tis true, the world has got a lot less funny.
Posted by Link at October 6, 2005 08:36 AM

I'm hearing good reports about Lenny Henry's show coming to ABC TV. Heres hoping that comedy might once again be funny.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at October 6, 2005 10:13 AM

Tis...
Hope so...
Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 01:04 PM

Must say, Open All Hours was my fav RB. Never have I seen the small business mentality captured so hilariously. If only they would repeat the series ...
Posted by cs at October 6, 2005 01:41 PM

Didn't ever see Open All Hours, so a repeat would be great.
Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 02:24 PM

Miss, you have missed an absolute gem. The hilarity turns around the way shopkeeper (RB) is totally incapable of seeing any part of the world in any terms other than his own selfish interests. Each episode sets up challenges to this, which always fail completely. Like Yes Minister, it humorously hovers only slightly away from recognisable truths. Cracks me up, I tell ya.
Posted by cs at October 6, 2005 02:43 PM

Sounds good, cs. Wonder if you can hire it...
Posted by boynton at October 6, 2005 04:53 PM

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

dashing

Ramage has the lowdown on dashing men with eye patches

but that quote is from a review of "Shag: The Art of Josh Agle"


House as art, dig?


Comments: dashing

The other Ramage wouldn't have taken no nonsense from them high-seas buccaneers.

http://www.personal.usyd.edu.au/~slaw/SuesPage/ramage.htm

Huzzar!
Posted by Tony.T at October 4, 2005 03:41 PM

Hmm...
wonder if Pope smoked a Pipe...
(another dashing mid-century accessory apparently)
Posted by boynton at October 4, 2005 05:00 PM

- actually the Man with Pipe in the second pic on the "Shag" link (Fondue Set) does indeed cut a dashing figure. V-neck, serving cocktails in presence of Fondue *and" Canine - that's tres suave.
Posted by boynton at October 4, 2005 06:55 PM

Monday, October 03, 2005

first man

NASA did not broadcast the departing utterance of Apollo 17’s Eugene Cernan, the last ever made from the moon, but his words—“Let’s get this mutha outta here”—now seem less canned than Armstrong’s immortal banality about “one giant leap for mankind.”

Moon Walker How Neil Armstrong brought the space program down to earth.

A review of First Man by Thomas Mallon
(via Jerz's Literacy Weblog)


The Cartoonist: Mattel's Man In Space

inamnimate

Thing is - when I saw the dead fruit bat hanging from barbed wire above the creek, I mistook it for an umbrella. Poor thing, with its magnificent unbroken wing.

But then on the way home from the park, the blue heeler mistook the common black garbage bag for some sort of herd-able fauna. She had several takes and did not seem to correct her original vision.


Comments: inanimate

~ http://www.oliversacks.com/hat.htm
Posted by peacay at October 3, 2005 10:43 PM

Problem with bluey is that often I am the woman who mistook her dog for a pet ;)
Posted by boynton at October 4, 2005 01:22 PM

Saturday, October 01, 2005

barrackville



A former Westralian
interstate player
Richards is defending
grandly for South Mel-
bourne. He is the
model of consistency,
and his clearing dashes
are effective.


I have scanned some of my father's collection of old South Melbourne Football cards from the 1930's. This is number one in Hoadley's Series of 100 League Footballers.
(Apparently Hoadley's Chocolates were based in Barrackville, Melbourne)
Each carries a cryptic Safety Council Warning, like Don't play on Railway Lines or Any Wire May Be a Live Wire.

A Classic Spring Day today when one has to watch for cricketers emerging from hibernation in the parks, but the glow of football victory has not quite disappeared...


Comments: barrackville

--------------------
Effective?
--------------------
Posted by peacay at October 2, 2005 07:43 PM

- - - Affective? - - -
Posted by boynton at October 3, 2005 01:51 PM

++++++++++++++++++++++

Silly Season

++++++++++++++++++++++
Posted by Scott Wickstein at October 3, 2005 04:05 PM

- - - - - - -
affective disorderly dashing

- !

-
Posted by peacay at October 3, 2005 04:32 PM

-
damn! --parsed effectively -
-
-

- -
Posted by peacay at October 3, 2005 04:35 PM

Richards (for South Melb) would display an
es em dash...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dash_(punctuation)#Em_dash

an ability to suddenly break out into parathentical play.
Posted by boynton at October 3, 2005 05:38 PM

Too stupid to learn how to do trackback...

http://dox.media2.org/castironbalcony/archives/002441.html
Posted by Helen at October 8, 2005 10:58 PM

I think ubersp...trackback was disabled after a spam blitz, Helen...

My own trackback would be: I'm honoured to be cited in such a great cast-iron post. Hope everyone springs over to the balcony...
Posted by boynton at October 9, 2005 08:28 PM

Friday, September 30, 2005

have been

Have been playing Has Been since birthday having waited a year...
Meanwhile, more Shatner at PCL Linkdump


Comments: have been

bzzt..Guru Bill..bzzt...lounge Buddhist...bzzt
Posted by peacay at September 30, 2005 01:42 PM

sounds smooth to me...
"he wants you to be moved, but he doesn't care what you think"
Posted by boynton at September 30, 2005 01:58 PM

Oh definitely smooth. I liked it.

He could look back on a good career as a future 'has been' in radio. Like Kennnnn Sherry (love serenade). The tinnitus wouldn't be fun though.
Posted by peacay at September 30, 2005 03:53 PM

Drivel of the very highest order.
Posted by Dick at October 1, 2005 08:00 AM

...and lovin it... ;)
Posted by boynton at October 1, 2005 04:15 PM

woogle

A  Tale  in Five  Parts

told by Woogle words in pictures

via the presurfer


Comments: woogle

A longer story at Twists and Turns.
http://michaelgates.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_michaelgates_archive.html#112787162871703738
Posted by boynton at October 3, 2005 09:12 PM

Thursday, September 29, 2005

moments

"Haystacks, End of Summer, Morning Effect, with Horsies"

Joan's Moments via Plep


(this moment seems to resonate at the moment)

persuasive

I was persuaded by the cover to buy Persuasive Percussion up at the local op-shop on Tuesday.
Among these infinite varieties of jingle-jangle, the omnivorous sound fancier will certainly find a few new sonic titillations

A man browsing near me sang an evergreen beautifully, flirting in that perfect-spring-day way when everything has a lilt and a tilt and you walk home singing in the air.

Other degrees of persuasion


Comments: persuasive

So, what's on the album? What are the best tracks? Does Orff's Musica Poetica get a guernsey? We need to know these things, damn it!
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 29, 2005 02:51 PM

.... boom, tish.
Posted by Tony.T at September 29, 2005 04:20 PM

A friend who studied the Orff method heard his music once described as "An orgy of indiscriminate bonking" - but no such sonic titillations on this disc.
All very Loungey. I sang along in the lounge.
"The Breeze And I" was my favourite for such mock-karaoke which I performed to an audience of 2 indifferent pigeons in the back garden.
Posted by boynton at September 29, 2005 04:23 PM

Given the surface imperfections on some tracks that might be more...

Bo...sh-

or

Boo!

Ssh ssh... ssssh
Posted by boynton at September 29, 2005 04:54 PM

How's the sckrrriittch sckrrraattch backtrack?
Posted by Tony.T at September 29, 2005 05:06 PM

it jumps
Posted by boynton at September 29, 2005 05:10 PM

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

max

Smart's charm lay in his utter humanness, the opposite of Bond's preposterous competence
New York Times

Maxwell Smart was always Mr Right in my book
apart from his shoe and his car
his ineptitude kept him charming and yet
he was disarmingly ept at the crunch.


The Age photo gallery Maxwell Smart remembered

Catchphrases
Sorry about that Chief!
This phrase really caught on when late in 1965 one of the Gemini astronauts used it when he made a mistake.


Sunbeam Tiger Marketing Materials


Comments: max

Ve don't comment here!
Posted by Sieg.T at September 27, 2005 06:34 PM

Apparently he modelled his vocal delivery on William Powell in the "Thin Man" movies. But somehow added a spirit of incurable optimism.

And don't forget he was also the voice of Inspector Gadget.

He died at the same time a certain something else seems to be dying too in the current Empire. I can't quite put a finger on it but I know it's not a sense of childhood innocence for our generation.

Perhaps more a sense of what Bottom in a Midsummers Night Dream meant for Albion's perception of itself. A gentle and cheerful everyman clown who kept putting his foot in it but came up trumps in the end.

And lovin' it.
Posted by Nabakov at September 27, 2005 08:35 PM

Apparently he modelled his vocal delivery on William Powell in the "Thin Man" movies. But somehow added a spirit of incurable optimism.

And don't forget he was also the voice of Inspector Gadget.

He died at the same time a certain something else seems to be dying too in the current Empire. I can't quite put a finger on it but I know it's not a sense of childhood innocence for our generation.

Perhaps more a sense of what Bottom in a Midsummers Night Dream meant for Albion's perception of itself. A gentle and cheerful everyman clown who kept putting his foot in it but came up trumps in the end.

And lovin' it.
Posted by Nabakov at September 27, 2005 08:35 PM

Apparently I'm too quick on the trigger. A subconsicous homage perhaps?

Delete what you think fit Boynty.
Posted by Nabakov at September 27, 2005 08:37 PM

First Gilligan now Max - both in their eighties. Sheesh.

I said to a co-worker making a coffee the other night, "Push the button Max". She had no idea and trying to explain was going to be futile. A bit like another esoteric favourite of mine, "Keepa dancin Maria". Is television funny any more? Get Smart was so clever and way ahead of its time.
Posted by Link at September 28, 2005 07:18 AM

Shouldn't we be discussing this in the Cone of Silence?
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 28, 2005 09:37 AM

Sig T - I asked you not to tell me that.

Nabs - The old too quick on the trigger trick...;)
I wonder if Fang modelled himself on Asta?
I agree - that gentle fallibilty factor is rare.
These days most flawed clowns have to have lashings of tv irony or psychological profiling to balance the books. I love the way that the world of Get Smart is taken as read and not explained or framed with reflexivity. Makes everything more...dense...

(It's been a week for le temps perdu for me with childhood heroes and memories and colours congregating)

Link - Don't think there's much that matches Max in complexity - and simplicity.
A lot of comedy of our times is brutal.

Gummo - What was that?!


Posted by boynton at September 28, 2005 10:51 AM

'What was that?'...(err... that is)
'Sorry, I didn't quite catch that' or
'I can't hear you' ...etc

(was in a bit of a rush with those comments yesterday and didn't spot the ambiguity in my last until back on-line today.
Missed it by ...)
Posted by boynton at September 29, 2005 11:14 AM

Monday, September 26, 2005

oddmusic

Some of Barry Hall's creations...
Barry Hall's Globular horns are a very uncommon instrument

Nah - even though too much football is never enough at the moment it's not that Barry. The ceramic instruments are part of the Oddmusic Gallery where you can see and hear some odd Instruments

via the ultimate insult

Sunday, September 25, 2005

unbelievable

"They wore the red and white and they have done it proud. It's 'never say die'."
Bob Skilton

My father's voice was choked with emotion when I rang..."Unbelievable"
(More fact than cliche after a lifetime of barracking for the red and the white)



Comments: unbelievable

I knew there'd be some excitement in these parts. Good luck to the winners.

Me? I went to lunch instead.
Posted by cs at September 25, 2005 04:42 PM

I watched it quietly (HA) at home - then went out to join the celebrations later, cs.
So you're not more inclined to follow the Swans now?
Posted by boynton at September 25, 2005 04:55 PM

Well I've never seen a swan in Sydney. T'was an ok game though.
Posted by peacay at September 25, 2005 09:51 PM

Herals Sun described it as:
"B-grade show an A-grade thriller"
http://www.heraldsun.news.com.au/common/story_page/0,5478,16711323%255E11088,00.html

I was too anxious to concentrate. Definitely had an ok finish.
Posted by boynton at September 25, 2005 11:49 PM

Leo Barry is a legend, I was there, he took the mark right in front of us. What a nerve wracking 2 seconds that was. Mad Monday tomorrow. I will sober up sometime later this week.
Posted by Guruann at September 25, 2005 11:58 PM

Hey Guruann!!!!!! How good is that.
Mad Monday should last a month I reckon - relative to time between drinks.
I'm with Bob: "Those last two minutes where the longest bloody two minutes of my life," the nine-time best and fairest said...
Apparently members of my family had to walk in and out of their respective lounge-rooms it was so tense.
I've seen the Barry mark numerous times since - what a mark!
Great write up in Age
http://www.theage.com.au/realfooty/news/afl/the-mark-that-saved-the-flag/2005/09/25/1127586746802.html
Posted by boynton at September 26, 2005 12:11 AM

I have seen many swans in Sydney. I used to walk my dog in centennial park regularly. She met her match in swans. So graceful; so fearsome, able at a blink to turn those curling knecks into darting arrows. Yes, it was a stand-off. I gotta lotta respect for swans.
Posted by cs at September 26, 2005 12:58 AM

The local swans have always had my respect.
Meanwhile the geese at the Boathouse can be fearsome (oarsome)...Funny that no football team adopts that moniker.

And David Williamson may have answered that earlier question?
"Will the premiership mean that AFL will become the great new game in Sydney? No, it won't. Allegiances to a sports code, passed from parent to child, run deep. But it will raise the level of respect and interest for the code to new levels."
http://www.theage.com.au/realfooty/news/afl/how-long-is-eternity/2005/09/25/1127586746796.html
Posted by boynton at September 26, 2005 01:06 PM

*yawn* - I dug around the foundations for a new garden shed, had several coffees, read weekend newspapers, while listening to the always wonderful Denise with TWANG on 3RRR.

I found out that one of the teams had won on a new s cast later that night that interrupted Sat Night Country with John Nutting.

All in all a day well spent.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at September 26, 2005 03:01 PM

An afternoon of blood and bone over the Bloods?
That's very unVictorian of you, FX.

Actually checking my archives I notice that last year, (for the first time ever) I turned off the TV at 3/4 time and went for a walk, all bah humbug.
Luckily I refound the passion this year, ay.

How's that banjo interlude of the Club Song btw?
I went to sleep sometime Sunday morning with "Cheer Cheer" running through my head for the 109th time...
Posted by boynton at September 26, 2005 03:06 PM

"I have seen many swans in Sydney...centennial park"

Aaaaah...Vaucluse ducks.
Posted by peacay at September 26, 2005 05:58 PM

Yeah but last year Port Adelaide won, so turning the TV off is a natural reaction.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at September 26, 2005 09:43 PM

I was standing at a bar looking at the ocean. THE Game was on the telly. So who's winning? I asked my friend. "Pelicans" says he, gazing out the window. Seemed fair.
Posted by Link at September 26, 2005 10:10 PM

Hmmm is that a Sydney thing, peacay?
I wonder if Vaucluse Ducks hang out with Toorak Quacks?

Yes I think it was possibly the Port thing, Scott. Maybe if they were called the Teals?

Ha. Love that, Link.
Expert commentary.
(Wonder how the Seagulls went this year?)


Posted by boynton at September 26, 2005 11:24 PM

I daresay Vducks & Tquacks would get on. They both swan about town.

But it was just a snipe at the eastern suburbs - centennial park - there's no local duck-swan meme that I know about. Well, until now..
Posted by peacay at September 27, 2005 02:11 PM

Two cities, One Meme...
Posted by boynton at September 28, 2005 10:23 AM

A Tale of Two Memes
Meme me in St Louis
I left my meme in San Francisco
Meme me up Scotty
I have a meme
The dream meme

Ok, my work here is done..


Posted by peacay at September 28, 2005 06:16 PM

Friday, September 23, 2005

partisan

Pardon my frankness, Peddle, but you're a bit one-eyed in this matter



from The Hope of His House by R.A.H. Goodyear. Illustration by J Phillips Paterson. Nelson 1926

fever eve

The streets smell of freesias and freshly mown lawn
The papers are talking up the Swans and the heritage.
Last night on the Footy Show, Bob Skilton describes South supporters as the most loyal in the League
my sister calls to see if I'm watching and we talk along those old lines
the code of memory
The radio is full of die hard Bloods fans and a lifetime of waiting.
After months of melbourne-black I'm wearing red.


Comments: fever eve

Congratulations!
Posted by Kent at September 24, 2005 11:58 PM

Cheer, Cheer, etc...
Posted by Scott Wickstein at September 25, 2005 12:58 AM

Karnabludz.

(I'm only saying that because their colours are more or less the same as Man U's).
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 25, 2005 10:38 AM

Thanks - this is very sweet.
Posted by boynton at September 25, 2005 02:19 PM

- victory, I mean.
Posted by boynton at September 25, 2005 11:42 PM

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

no distance

and Two Love Letters To My Dogs


Comments: no distance

The second, in particular.
Posted by cs at September 20, 2005 11:34 PM

Yes, though the last two lines of the first...
(in particular- I really like the whole, the 'mine')

- oh and I've fixed the link now.
Posted by boynton at September 21, 2005 11:55 AM

Yeah, they are both very good.

Thinking of a dog's eyes, my kelpie would raise her eyebrows, sometimes just one. I don't know if other dogs do this, but haven't noticed it before or since. Sure used to crack me up.
Posted by cs at September 22, 2005 01:39 AM

Your kelpie soundspretty special cs.
Don't think I've ever seen that, though a lot of "eyebrow by proxy" (ear) acting.
My lab used to have one expression that used to crack me up - an accidental show of teeth in an expectant glance.
Posted by boynton at September 22, 2005 06:21 PM

clip

I thought I had lost Clippy in the recent PC crash.
Am I in the majority of one who likes him?
I mean the design of course, not the behaviour.
A passive rather than provocative agent apparently blessed with a small footprint, I just don't understand the bad press.

...animators have exploited Konrad Lorenz’s “Kindchenschema” for years, noting that characters with certain baby-like biological triggers, such as large heads, short arms and legs, round skulls, big eyes, and round cheeks are perceived as “cute” and likeable. Presumably, these traits would also be desirable in a likeable user interface agent character. However, the default Office Assistant character, “Clippit the Paperclip,” has virtually none of these features; especially in its original version, it features a small (or nonexistent) head, long wire “arms,” and slanted eyes
Why People Hate the Paperclip: Labels, Appearance, Behavior, and Social Responses to User Interface Agents

clippy

Maybe it was years of being watched by a labrador's round eyes, I find the blinking gaze of the paperclip benign, calming.
I have restored him to the office environment.


Comments: clip

l think clippy is rather cute!
Posted by clippy admirier at September 20, 2005 11:49 PM

Maybe 'cute' is right in this case, usually a word that grates with me. But maybe cuteness is what it is in this minimal design? Or the fact of being maligned?
In any case, he does remind me of the expression of my late dog, and even the Jack Russell watching me by the computer. Certainly more canine-like than that animated dog whose presence does annoy me.
Posted by boynton at September 21, 2005 12:01 PM

Well, If I want a digital amenusis, it certainly wouldn't be a Gates' inspired piece of boring office equipment.

Why not a owl? Owls are good. I used to hand feed a semi tame barn owl that roosted in our backyard mango tree. We called him "Neddy" because he occasionally sounded like the famous Seagoon ("What, what, what, Whoo!". He liked cold meat scraps, stale kokoda and leftover prawns and would stamp his talons and bob his head up and down when he saw us coming into the lower garden with a plate of leftover cocktail party shit. The cats hated him 'cos he could fly and they couldn't.

Can't see that fuckin' paper clip ever being as useful, decorative or as full of attitude as Neddy.
Posted by Nabakov at September 22, 2005 01:08 AM

The design becomes inextricably linked, unfortunately, with the behaviour.

Because he is what is known in scientific lingo as a first rate pain in the &#$^&^#& a^&e, his 'cute' smile becomes offensive, like he's making fun of you while you scream and bash the keyboard.
Posted by armaniac at September 22, 2005 05:28 PM

along these lines, Nabakov?
http://australianprints.gov.au/Search/Detail.cfm?SearchID=2&WorkID=44292&SRCHV=1&ZoomID=6

It surprises me that I like the Gates' inc design, I know it damages what little cred I have to admit it.
Maybe it's the very mundane nature of the thing - the boring office equipment, who knows. Anything more literal doesn't work, that's for sure.

You are in the majority of millions, armaniac.
But I don't get the 'making fun of you' aspect of the behaviour. Any more, that is. Maybe it was a journey - like having a canine companion around, whose watch first unsettles and then becomes rather comforting.
(I am a rather pathetic MS Office worker who seeks the consolation of paperclips I know - but such is life).
Posted by boynton at September 22, 2005 06:30 PM

 

Sunday, September 18, 2005

OMG

OMG WTF I've joined the ranks of mobile phone owners 20 years late.
If you see me strolling down a supermarket aisle muttering about brands of biscuits
or if you see me rifling through the bras at the lingerie sale looking for a lost phone
or if you see me txting like a teenager at a cafe in the presence of non-cellular companions
u cn call me and give me a reality check.

(On the other hand- if you see me walking down the street alone deep in conversation, don't assume I'm on the phone.)


Comments: phone

boynton makes a call in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does anyone know she's 20 years late?
Posted by Sedgwick at September 18, 2005 04:21 PM

Just text the word "word" to 1800-FOREST to find out. Go on, call now. You know you want to.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 18, 2005 07:18 PM

Er, that should be text "WOOD". Just blew the double entendre.
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 18, 2005 07:21 PM

I'm fairly sure I can't be the only person who never thought the words "OMG WTF" would appear on Boynton's blog even in jest/irony...
Posted by James Russell at September 18, 2005 09:06 PM

OMG sedge...
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http://personal.clt.bellsouth.net/t/a/tarabyl/ifa.htm

Gummo is that XX years?
Maybe the bears know ...
http://www.esato.com/ringtones/polyphonic/index.php/c=Nursery+Rhymes,id=15066

James - maybe I'm turning blue with Age.
Or maybe I'm regressing to the teenspeak I never spoke.
Wonder what the letters stand for anyway?
Posted by boynton at September 18, 2005 09:49 PM

You now have to learn to say "I'm just ..." whenever you answer, Miss Boynton. "I'm just walking ...", "I'm just driving...", "I'm just strolling down a supermarket aisle ..."," I'm just rifling through the bras at the lingerie sale looking for a lost phone."
Posted by cs at September 19, 2005 12:13 AM

Or arrange for someone to call you when you are on public transport so you can say "I'm just on the tram...".
Posted by another outspoken female at September 19, 2005 10:04 AM

I think my favourite is: " Can you see me? ...I can see you waving and I'm walking towards you now"
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at September 19, 2005 11:13 AM

I'm just starting to dread that modern affliction: contactability.

I'm just on the tram... but what I'll never do is what I (we all) overheard a guy saying on a tram once..."Do you want to go out on Saturday night...Oh...No that's ok...Bye"

There must be a keystone type of ending to that gag, FX, with sound fx?
Posted by boynton at September 19, 2005 02:27 PM

Just got my 1st mobile, too. (Commandeered from teenage son, who's not inclined to spend pocket-money on credit anyway...)Can tell I'm new to it - have to stand still to talk. A bit like patting head while rubbing tummy, innit...? Or maybe it isn't & I'm just very very unco(ol).
Posted by wen at September 29, 2005 08:57 AM

I want to stay at the low end of the motor skills scale in regard to txting.
Have never thought 'turbo thumb tapping' was a good look in anyone over the age of 13.
Posted by boynton at September 29, 2005 01:50 PM

Saturday, September 17, 2005

swans


source


Cheer Cheer



Comments: swans

We did it, I have no voice left, but wild horses won't stop me from being there next week.
Posted by Guruann at September 17, 2005 09:28 AM

Yay - I still can't believe it - I had thought we were a chance, but didn't feel that good at 3/4 time. Anyway, the old Beanie will be getting a lot of exposure this week.

(Nice way to kick off a birthday, eh!)
Posted by boynton at September 17, 2005 10:14 AM

Happy B can l ask how old?
Posted by My b too at September 17, 2005 10:39 AM

29

(well ... you know. The real answer is classified info)
Posted by boynton at September 17, 2005 11:19 AM

Yeh.......if your that old best to keep it to yourself!
Posted by My B too at September 17, 2005 12:39 PM

She's a bloody liar. She is 31. I host this blog so I know all these sordid details.

Even since her 30th she's been sooking on this issue.

Wait till you get to my age, Miss B!
Posted by Scott Wickstein at September 17, 2005 10:26 PM

Oh, and congrats for the old red and white. Good luck for next week.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at September 17, 2005 10:27 PM

Another Virgo blogger! Many Happy Returns Of The Day.
Posted by Brownie at September 18, 2005 12:05 AM

Thanks Scott, and thanks Brownie.
(ie Cheer Cheer)
Posted by boynton at September 18, 2005 12:29 PM

Happy birthday. Here's a little something by way of a belated virtual gift (sorry about the lack of gift wrapping):

http://nsm1.nsm.iup.edu/rgendron/Caminalcules.shtml

http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/photos/snouters.html
Posted by Gummo Trotsky at September 18, 2005 03:51 PM

Many thanks.
Always wanted to find a phylogenetic tree.
(I do like the Earwings, and I guess the Bombats are active tonight.)
Posted by boynton at September 18, 2005 09:34 PM

Friday, September 16, 2005

fab 4 top 10

ABC radio's Jon Faine has been running a Beatles competition this week, as you do, inviting listeners to guess his top ten favourites, in order. It turns out his are:

Let it Be
Something
Yesterday
Cant Buy me Love
Michelle
She Loves You
I Want to Hold Your Hand
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
A Hard Day's Night
Here Comes the Sun

Hmmm...there's only two that I would put on my top ten, which is rather hard to compile and subject to variations in mood and weather. But for today, my top ten list is over the fold, (see uber comments) and if you guess it, I'll buy you a



diamond ring a drink

Hey Jude
Something
Here Comes The Sun
Good Day Sunshine
Here There and Everywhere
Dear Prudence
Don't Let me Down
I've Got a Feeling
Things we said today
Why Don't We Do It in The Road


meanwhile my top ten for singing with friends who can harmonise:

Here There and Everywhere
I'm Looking Through You
Blackbird
Two of Us
I've just seen a face
If I fell
Things we said today
Baby You're a Rich man
I've Got a Feeling
Why Don't We Do It in The Road

see also a good top 40
and beatlehead's faves



Comments: fab 4 top 10

Let it Be
Something
Got to get you into my life
Norwegian Wood
All you need is love
Michelle
Eleanor Rigby
Blackbird
With a little help from my friends
In my life
In no particular order after 1 & 2
Posted by norabone at September 16, 2005 06:14 PM

"In no particular order after 1 & 2"

Don't recall that one.
Was that a Macca in the McCartney years?

btw - should have put 'Twist and Shout' on my list but excluded covers for some reason. Probably number 2.
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 06:50 PM

Ho. Hum. Fainey once again demonstrating his lightweightedness.

In My Life
A Day In The Life
Happiness Is A Warm Gun
I've Got A Feeling
What Goes On
You've Got to Hide Your Love Away
I'm Only Sleeping
Taxman
Hey Bulldog
Paperback Writer

Point of order please: Is the second side of Abbey Road one song?
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 07:33 PM

I came here to say Paperback Writer, of course.
Posted by Brownie at September 16, 2005 11:23 PM

A transistor radio under the pillow, a little past bedtime, spring of '63. The local AM station had a contest every week called "Battle of The Bands" where the DJ would play 3 records and kids called in for their favorites.
One of the records that night was "Please Please Me". It made my pre-adolescent hair stand on end.
I forget who won but it wasn't the Beatles.
By early autumn they were launched for interstellar space, just in time to carry America through the asassination of JFK.

That song's always had something for me.
Posted by Juke Moran at September 18, 2005 07:26 AM

exactly what Tony said re the lightweightedness of Jon Faine.
and no way is the second side of Abbey Road one song! Maybe one track - but probably not even that on CD.

to business:

Dear Prudence
With A Little Help From My Friends
Can't Buy Me Love
Strawberry Fields Forever
She's Leaving Home
The Ballad of John and Yoko
Hey Jude
Because
Helter Skelter (until Live 8....not so sure, now)
Blackbird
Norwegian Wood

That's more than ten. oh well!
Posted by laura at September 18, 2005 11:21 AM

TT - I like all those except 'What goes on' and prob 'Taxman'. Any other day I might pick "Hey Bulldog"

Brownie - Jon Faine played "Paperback Writer" eraly in week - maybe to trick people? But it's great ain't it - with that famous bass line.

Juke - Yep, I love "Please Please Me", and a few others around then. "Hold Me Tight" almost made my top 10. That and "Twist and Shout" - a rather stirring duo...

Yeah Laura, the Abbey Road Medley songs are all separate titles in my song albums. Had a boyfriend once who didn't like the Beatles (natch) but thought Helter Skelter was kool enough. (Maybe that's a scary thing) I chose "Why Don't We Do it In the road" as that kinda song, but kinder, gentler - though it is a lot of fun to sing.
Posted by boynton at September 18, 2005 12:43 PM

Thursday, September 15, 2005

davies on n'awlins

New Orleans - the ideal place to get shot
Ray Davies
Away from the partying it was obvious to a dedicated follower of the city that disaster was around the corner

via J walk.
(Also of interest is this comment: My first boyfriend used to write me poetry. Found out later they were plagiarized Kinks songs.)


Comments: davies on n'awlins

Good piece.

He never says why he chased the robber though. I have to say; gallantry has limits and they involve being thankful all you lost was your wallet/jewellery.
Posted by armaniac at September 16, 2005 12:51 PM

You Really Shot Me.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 03:05 PM

Alas, I agree, there are defintely limits to gallantry.
All I got's this sunny afternoon.
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 04:03 PM

You are right. It is a very nice Days.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 04:19 PM

well...chilly, chilly is the evening time
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 04:24 PM

with a wet-in-Kew sunset.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 07:23 PM

But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander
I stay at home at night
But I don’t feel afraid*
As long as I gaze on Jolimont sunset
I am in paradise...

(*go swans)
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 08:16 PM

Kinda Pinks.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 09:12 PM

Monday, September 12, 2005

worthwhile






From a book purchased today: The Hope of His House by R.A.H. Goodyear
Illustration by J Phillips Paterson. Nelson 1926



Comments: worthwhile

Ironically, this may be the last post for a while.
My computer is attitudinizing...
Posted by boynton at September 13, 2005 04:50 PM

Tell it to behave.
Posted by Kent at September 13, 2005 05:06 PM

It's in boot camp.
(Hopefully that's 'boot up' camp, after a little re-education.)
Posted by boynton at September 13, 2005 05:55 PM

Boot Camp..have you got help?
Posted by Concerned at September 13, 2005 06:40 PM

It's in good hands.
Blogging (or reading) from a friend's place now.
Posted by boynton at September 13, 2005 06:44 PM

Kent: Start another blog !!! I'm sick of not reading your stuff, you South Australian crow eating bastard!!! :-)

Boynton: Whilst there is eclectricity, there is hope....
Posted by Gerry at September 13, 2005 10:02 PM

Oh, I have a new one. Sort of. I just forget to link it with my name but have done so this time.
Posted by Kent at September 14, 2005 01:38 AM

It's been a couple of weeks now, Kent. 'Bout time you changed blogs isn't it?
Posted by Tony.T at September 14, 2005 11:37 PM

Yeah. Don't tempt me.
Posted by Kent at September 15, 2005 12:34 AM

Well - thanks to the amazing feats of Computer Doctor, we're up and running with all files saved and new Hard Drive...to boot.
Farewell win98.
Posted by boynton at September 15, 2005 03:10 PM

Glad your back..good computer doctor?
There are hacks out there that can ruin a computer.
lt's happened to me.Can be a real culture shock if you get a bad one.
Posted by concerned patron. at September 15, 2005 06:59 PM

Excllent.
(A professional.)
Posted by boynton at September 15, 2005 08:04 PM

vintage projects

Actually these Vintage Projects seem like projects for our times...

As a toy or for experimental purposes the periscope shown has many possibilities, and will appeal to youngsters.


Build a Wet Submarine Seated in such a vehicle, you can cover more bottom simply because you do not expend your energy in swimming and your precious air can be made to last much longer.

Also, they're fun to operate.



Oh - and if indeed the cricket crumbles, there's always whimmydiddle and flipperdinger...
Folk Toys are Back Again

via the presurfer


Comments: vintage projects

I trust the bull-roarer comes with safety glasses. Can't be too careful. I think those toys would have trouble passing the Play Safe Assessment Bureau of Finger Nipping and Eye Poking. (Aust Branch)
Posted by Tony.T at September 12, 2005 07:43 PM

Depends on the branch?
Posted by boynton at September 12, 2005 08:06 PM

Speaking as somone who did fool around underwater with battery powered propcages, that above does not look like the shizzle.

Unlike "The Life Aquatic with Steve Zizzou". Now that's the shizzle. It got mixed reviews ("sloppy", "unfocused"- which is what got me in) but who gives a dolphin's fart about 'em anyway.

I LOVED IT! and would heartily recommend it to anyone who's into a lovingly Tatiequese yet kinda slyly sardonic pomo take on Willard Price's 'Adventure' series and Cousteau docs -and who also thinks Bill Murray, Noah Taylor, Anjelica Huston, Owen Wilson and a pregnant Kate Blanchett could all look really sexy in wetsuits. The boat, the seaplane, the sub and the marine wildlife are awful cute as well. Also Willam Defoe turns out to be a brillant comedian - stealing every scene he's in...as a neurotic German electrician.

Think of it not a as a classically structured movie, but rather as a series of increasingly deranged postcards from a person's last great marine expedition, going completely off the rails in an Ahabish quest. Bounty for the Muntiny.
Posted by Nabakov at September 13, 2005 12:26 AM

Now that sounds like my sort of movie.

As well as Cousteau, once was Flipper fan, you know.
(Indeed who gives a 'Flipperdinger' about crickets)
Posted by boynton at September 13, 2005 12:56 AM

"Now that sounds like my sort of movie."

It's a date. I'd happily watch it again and again. The next Grogflog session? Which will be lady-friendly this time. I'm thinking Sunday 31st, the week after the Grand Final.

Other licks tentively scheduled for the session include "Winter Kills", "These Are The Damned" and "Night Moves".

cc: TT.
Posted by Nabakov at September 13, 2005 01:38 AM

sounds good
Posted by boynton at September 13, 2005 04:54 PM

It crumbled. Out with the whimmydiddle and flipperdinger...
Posted by Dick at September 14, 2005 07:54 AM

I've been building a submarine actually. ;)

Have to say it.
Well played England.
Good. For. Cricket.

(Hard to watch though)
Posted by boynton at September 15, 2005 03:07 PM

Saturday, September 10, 2005

red and white

I've been switching into IE to play this song.
It seems to go with this picture you might have missed.

Another version here.
An old link to the local albeit Mike Brady faux Faber singers hybrid here still plays.


Comments: red and white

There was a lot of luvin to be had when the siren went, I reckon I hugged 100 people. I have watched the last minute of the game 10 times today and credit should go to Jason Ball for the tap to Davis, it happened right in front of where we were sitting, it was so fast that we were in shock. ONWARD TO VICTORY, Can't wait till Friday night at the G, we'll be there.
Posted by Guruann at September 10, 2005 08:43 PM

As noted at Surfdom, I couldn't watch the last quarter - was sure we were gone...Paced around the house until I heard the incredible result!
Will watch a Tape of the game tomorrow, many times and will watch out for that tap!
Must have been great to be there - heard them talking about that ROAR!
Go swans!
Posted by boynton at September 10, 2005 10:10 PM