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Life On Air-David Attenborough
A Dagg At My Table-John Clarke

What I'm Listening To

John Mayer-Heavier Things
The Waifs-Up All Night
Dido-Life For Rent

Words of Wisdom

"The spirit is most often free when the body is satiated with pleasure, indeed, sometimes the stars shine more brightly seen from the gutter than from the hilltop"-
W. Somerset Maugham

Classic Songs

Split Screen Sadness...And I don't know where you went when you left me but Says here in the water you must be gone by now I can tell somehow One hand on the trigger of a telephone Wondering when the call comes Where you say it's alright You got your heart right Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight We share the sadness Split screen sadness Two wrongs make it all alright tonight All you need is love is a lie cause We had love but we still said goodbye Now we're tired, battered fighters And it stings when it's nobody's fault Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name It's only the air you took and the breath you left Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight So I'll check the weather wherever you are Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight It might be my only right We share the sadness Split screen sadness I called Because I just Need to feel you on the line Don't hang up this time And I know it was me who called it over but I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day Don't let me get away Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me So I can say this is the way that I used to be There's no substitute for time Or for the sadness Split screen sadness We share the sadness-John Mayer

------------------ First Cut Is The Deepest...I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And he's taken just all that I had But if you want I'll try to love again Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried And I'm sure going to give you a try And if you want I'll try to love again (tryyy) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried But I'm sure gonna give you a try 'Cause if you want I'll try to love again (try to love again) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know, the first cut is the deepest When it come to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst The first cut is the deepest baby i know The first cut is the deepest try to love again...-Sheryl Crow

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Monday, March 03, 2003
(FLASH)*
Whenever I visit the home of a particular friend ... let's call him Jason (cos well ... that's his name) ... I find it extremely difficult to focus on conversation. I might be in the middle of saying something terribly important, when something distracts me and grabs my attention. From the corner of my eye I catch sight of a flashing light over by the television, and my focus is drawn to that corner like a moth to a light bulb. But I already know the source, even before I look: his damn VCR is flashing “12:00” then "12:00" and then "12:00" (etc etc) and it has been for the last 18 months.

How is it that he can let an appliance continue to demand attention? It sits in the corner, plaintively flashing its display, as if saying "Oi! Hey! Oi! Hey!"

And yet, no one has spent the minute or two it takes to set the clock and pacify the poor machine. Whenever I catch sight of the flashing clock in Jason’s lounge room, I’m reminded of the people across the street that let their dog bark throughout the night. Dogs, on the other hand, eventually tire and stop (usually by the early hours of the morning). A VCR never gives up.

We draw conclusions about people who let their dog bark all night. The owner might be lazy, might be irresponsible. The owner might be asleep or deaf... or at least dead. But none of these attributes apply to Jason (though it must be said, he does suffer the typical 'selective deafness syndrome' that most men seem to be born with)

I think the answer might be in the what the VCR represents to Jason. A VCR is an intrusion of modern technology into the lounge room, which is the inner sanctum of his home. As a sacred place in his home life, the lounge room should not be ruled by a machine. A human being must never take second place to the needs of a VCR. Letting it continue its plaintive appeal for attention is Jason's statement to all his guests that he has little respect for the needs of a mere machine.

All the same, at this very moment I'm alone in his house - looking at that damn flashing VCR, and I'm about to succumb to it's plea for attention ... just excuse me while I go set the clock!

Evil, aren't I?

I'm back in Melbourne until Friday. You won't be able to catch me on my (Melbourne) home phone number though, so if anyone needs me you can call my mobile.

OOOOOH, and I wish to remind everyone that today, being 03-03-03, is International Threesome Day .... so go watch, participate, or organise a 3some. Now I'm sure you're wondering how I know it's International Threesome Day, and I'm sure you're somewhat skeptical about it's validity ... well get over it and just trust what I say (I mean the information came to me from the gloriously intelligent Adam Spencer ... do you dare doubt him?). There won't be another International Threesome Day for a thousand or so years, and I guarantee you won't enjoy it nearly as much by then so GO ON ... hurry up, there's only 10hrs and 40 minutes left in the day!

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posted by The Princess 12:21 PM



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Second Opinion.. The glow inside another red-crossed pelvis will drain when they crush that little bulb. Menstrual minstrels drift in from the weedless garden. The immaculate blue flame from the fake fireplace burns in the corner of my eye. Can't stop staring at nothing. A gloved hand opens the door, and the man enters soothingly, with an air of respect for the dead. Encourages us to look on the bright side. Black pants hide your pain afterwards, and there's a cookie on a napkin and a paper cup of red juice to replace your strength. We drive home without blinking because the sun isn't real .. . -Viggo Mortensen

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