Further drive-by-ing
I have some sort of virus that is highly annoying. Mild fever, mild snot, and the ability to sleep for England. At least it is the weekend, so I can doze to my heart's content.
Am woefully behind on writing, reading, commenting and replying to comments still, but catching up on beta-ing. Bry and This_girl, I have not forgotten you!!
In cat news, Monster has just spent half an hour playing merrily with one of the crocheted mice Cal sent her for Christmas. She pounced, grabbed, nommed and tossed. What makes this amusing is that the other day she meekly and gently followed a marsupial rat all the way through the house making her 'will you play with me?' sound. The poor little rat was terrified and hopped as quickly as he could towards the back door (J and I spotted him and helped him outside before he could come to harm).
So Monster apparently believes that rodentia are only to be nommed when they are stuffed with catnip. Bless her gentle mad heart. And for anyone concerned, marsupial rats are insanely cute and hoppy, we have a small colony of them nearby, which is very unusual in highly urban areas. Luckily, there is a lot of native planting near us and a small wetland down beside the railway where many frogs, birds and small animals make their home.
It's Anzac Day here, where we remember the Australian and New Zealand troops who have fallen in various wars and other conflicts, and while serving their countries in peace time. I feel I should be writing something significant. But I am fatigued and blurry, and watching Independence Day, one of the trashier films ever made and surely a strange choice to air on a day like this.
And yet, I noticed two things I hadn't noticed before. In the passage when they are spreading the news about The Plan, the British troops are in the Iraqi desert and have one of the unspecified Arabic forces come running in and explain something urgently. An Israeli soldier translates: 'They are receiving a message in Morse code!' and the British officer then translates the message, and all of them celebrate and plan to act together.
I had to check the date it was made. 1996. Yep, that was an accurate depiction of the dreams of Clinton's America, even after the death of Rabin the year before. I liked those dreams.
The second thing I noticed was that a giant spaceship lands on Vaucluse. This is mildly amusing to anyone who has ever lived in Sydney.
Am woefully behind on writing, reading, commenting and replying to comments still, but catching up on beta-ing. Bry and This_girl, I have not forgotten you!!
In cat news, Monster has just spent half an hour playing merrily with one of the crocheted mice Cal sent her for Christmas. She pounced, grabbed, nommed and tossed. What makes this amusing is that the other day she meekly and gently followed a marsupial rat all the way through the house making her 'will you play with me?' sound. The poor little rat was terrified and hopped as quickly as he could towards the back door (J and I spotted him and helped him outside before he could come to harm).
So Monster apparently believes that rodentia are only to be nommed when they are stuffed with catnip. Bless her gentle mad heart. And for anyone concerned, marsupial rats are insanely cute and hoppy, we have a small colony of them nearby, which is very unusual in highly urban areas. Luckily, there is a lot of native planting near us and a small wetland down beside the railway where many frogs, birds and small animals make their home.
It's Anzac Day here, where we remember the Australian and New Zealand troops who have fallen in various wars and other conflicts, and while serving their countries in peace time. I feel I should be writing something significant. But I am fatigued and blurry, and watching Independence Day, one of the trashier films ever made and surely a strange choice to air on a day like this.
And yet, I noticed two things I hadn't noticed before. In the passage when they are spreading the news about The Plan, the British troops are in the Iraqi desert and have one of the unspecified Arabic forces come running in and explain something urgently. An Israeli soldier translates: 'They are receiving a message in Morse code!' and the British officer then translates the message, and all of them celebrate and plan to act together.
I had to check the date it was made. 1996. Yep, that was an accurate depiction of the dreams of Clinton's America, even after the death of Rabin the year before. I liked those dreams.
The second thing I noticed was that a giant spaceship lands on Vaucluse. This is mildly amusing to anyone who has ever lived in Sydney.