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blamebrampton) wrote2009-04-25 11:11 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2009-04-25 11:11 pm
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.
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Sleep well, and I hope you feel better soon.
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I want to be awake for a while! SO SLEEPY!
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Am glad you are not dead either. Sew, young one, sew like the wind!
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They all looked wonderfully proud. I admired them but had a huge lump in my throat when I watched the march. I just couldn't help thinking all those scary things they had to experience (in their youth).
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i'm just wibbly and mildly freaked as the time draws nigh.
i went and checked out a fortress for anzac day :D
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I went to my local ANZAC Day service and participated in the march. I always get chills up and down my spine during the service every year. I wear my Grandfather's medals from WW2.
After the service i had brekkie with some of the local Vet's it was very funny they were drinking beer and having shots of rum (probably Bundy)they are telling joke and old stories and included myself and my neighbour in the conversation. The VEt's were trying to get the two Cops at the table pissed tipping rum into their morning coffee. hehe
What kind of cats do you have? My mum breeds Burmese cats and just had a litter last weekend.
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The services are so emotional, I think I can only manage one every five or so years. But that does sound exactly like veteran humour -- deeply naughty!
My cats are both moggies, one short haired and tortiseshell, one longer haired and black and white. Here's a shot of them when they first arrived, the black one is now three times fluffier and the tortie is four times bigger! http://blamebrampton.livejournal.com/29602.html#cutid1
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As I officially nap for Australia, there's a distinct possibility we could go head to head in the sleep olympics. I would like to see that.
I can't imagine anywhere better to crash land a spaceship - and I'm an ex Eastern Suburbs girl. Hopefully it also takes out both my old high schools. :D
btw - my cats know the difference between real fur and fake fur, and will not sink to playing with toys made with fake fur. I thought you needed to know this.
abtw - your name may have been mentioned fondly in dispatches this morning over eggs and caffeinated beverages. :D
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You were a Kincoppal girl, weren;t you? I long to buy that land and make it into an artists' commune!
And the toy mouse is crocheted wool, I will have you know. Of course, ratty was genuine rat, but apparently rats are our friends in Monster's head. Of course, toys made of elastic and feathers are even BETTER!