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Mud, Munchies and Moonshine
08/03/2012 09:49 pmToday was yet another one of those days that began with the grandest of intentions but soon gave way to the usual bad serpent habits. Was awake around 4.30 am and took advantage of the opportunity to listen to a repeat of yesterday’s “Life Matters’ radio program.
Auntie ABC’s awful origami makeover is a topic in itself but Izzie is most peeved at the assumption that most listeners have access to or are happy to use podcasts to catch up on programs they have missed out on.
One interview was with a woman who had written a book about her experiences with her autistic son. Could so so relate to the obsessions with numbers and patterns, the general dislike and confusion in the company of other humans but especially the whole ‘sensory overload’ thing.
Back to snoozing and the occasional radio program. The Adelaide Writers’ festival sounded fascinating and the interview with Kate Grenville was interesting. So many good books to read and so little time. Once again, there is something about being very specific to a particular place and time that makes a story universal. But the bit about 20 something drafts before she reached the final cut and polish was seriously daunting.
Did go out to sit in the sun and sniff around the garden at that time. Should have stayed up instead of slinking back to the serpent sack. Did not wake up until 12.30. So much for the grand plan of being on the 11.30 bus to town.
It was a perfect day for the beach and slinking amongst the sculptures but will be going there with an old friend tomorrow. We will probably get sizzled and pickled.
Went on a bit of a coffee crawl and picked up the new coffee trail brochure for the annual March food festival. Most important of all was to check the weather page for the time of moonrise.
There are not many places in Perth with an unobstructed view to the eastern horizon. Had three possibilities in mind and chose the jetty as being easiest to get to and from.
But before that was time to visit the last itsy bitsy remnant of the recently finished arts festival. There were three works by this Korean artist of kitsch and two had already gone. The last was at a city art college. This was the same place which had the wonderful exhibition of Japanese industrial design from televisions to the Sony walkman and all sorts of strange things in between
( Colourful Kitsch and other craziness )
Auntie ABC’s awful origami makeover is a topic in itself but Izzie is most peeved at the assumption that most listeners have access to or are happy to use podcasts to catch up on programs they have missed out on.
One interview was with a woman who had written a book about her experiences with her autistic son. Could so so relate to the obsessions with numbers and patterns, the general dislike and confusion in the company of other humans but especially the whole ‘sensory overload’ thing.
Back to snoozing and the occasional radio program. The Adelaide Writers’ festival sounded fascinating and the interview with Kate Grenville was interesting. So many good books to read and so little time. Once again, there is something about being very specific to a particular place and time that makes a story universal. But the bit about 20 something drafts before she reached the final cut and polish was seriously daunting.
Did go out to sit in the sun and sniff around the garden at that time. Should have stayed up instead of slinking back to the serpent sack. Did not wake up until 12.30. So much for the grand plan of being on the 11.30 bus to town.
It was a perfect day for the beach and slinking amongst the sculptures but will be going there with an old friend tomorrow. We will probably get sizzled and pickled.
Went on a bit of a coffee crawl and picked up the new coffee trail brochure for the annual March food festival. Most important of all was to check the weather page for the time of moonrise.
There are not many places in Perth with an unobstructed view to the eastern horizon. Had three possibilities in mind and chose the jetty as being easiest to get to and from.
But before that was time to visit the last itsy bitsy remnant of the recently finished arts festival. There were three works by this Korean artist of kitsch and two had already gone. The last was at a city art college. This was the same place which had the wonderful exhibition of Japanese industrial design from televisions to the Sony walkman and all sorts of strange things in between
( Colourful Kitsch and other craziness )
