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And suddenly there aren’t enough hours in the day …

In about me, animals, great photos, Sydney on December 4, 2012 at 10:46 pm

sleepy cat

Sitting on the bed with a sleepy cat, up at my parents’ place. I fell asleep earlier when I should have been doing some work. And now I’m awake and blogging instead of doing what I should be doing.

Actually, what I should be doing is packing boxes and throwing out 20 years’ of crap. But here I sit.

Saturday I fly back down to Sydney for a round of property inspections. Fingers crossed and prayers floated that I find something me and Dora the Explorer can live in without (a) going mad and (b) going broke.

I’m hopeful on both counts as there seems to be a lot of places for rent at the moment, but it’s just the logistics that are befuddling me at the moment.

I haven’t been on so many planes since my basketball reporting days. Good thing I don’t get plane crash dreams on a regular basis … oh wait … lol.

Ah well. Just got to get through the next 10 days making good progress every day, then I have a few days relaxing on a hot, sunny beach with several bottles of champagne and great company. And then the big push through to January 7.

I suspect starting a new job will be the relaxing part.



In about me, media, Sydney, travel on December 3, 2012 at 8:54 pm

I have been sitting on this for a week, but today I signed the actual contract so here goes.

As of January 7, 2013, I am a Journalist/Writer with the Medical Journal of Australia.


The job’s in Sydney so I am now spending a lot of time on planes trying to find somewhere to live. If anyone knows of a 2-bedroom unit in a cat-friendly block, with onsite parking for under $500 a week … WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING???


Anyway, the next several weeks are going to be mad hectic, so forgive the sporadic appearances here.


Things under my skin, Part 1 … Cardinal George Pell

In about me, gay rights, oxygen thieves, religion on November 23, 2012 at 3:39 pm

Cardinal George Pell … Pic: Anthony Johnson, Fairfax

The Catholic Church really knows how to pick a leader, doesn’t it?

Described in The Age today by the father of an allegedly abused child as showing a ‘sociopathic lack of empathy, typifying the attitude and response of the Catholic hierarchy’, old Pelly has been everything that’s wrong with the Catholic Church for way too long in this country.

As a person of the gay persuasion, I’ve been the target of Pelly’s hatred for quite the time already, so it comes as no surprise to me that the bloke has a tin ear, iron heart and medieval brain.

Why wouldn’t he? Those three characteristics could be used to describe the Catholic Church in general, no?

I’m not Catholic, I should point out. I did, however, spend 10 very, VERY happy years as part of a Catholic community in Brisbane, thanks to my membership in a theatre group called The Ignatians. Based under St Ignatius Church, at Toowong, the Iggies nurtured me, entertained me, educated me, supported me and gave me untold joy for a long time.

As nice a bunch of people as you would ever want to meet. The first adult I came out to was an elder of St Ignatius, a woman with infinite love in her heart. The parish priest, Father Greg was a pragmatic, kind, generous man who supported the theatre group endlessly against the more conservative members of the congregation. When he left, his replacement was everything he wasn’t … cold, rigid, unwilling to listen. Hard as nails. Complete bastard.

In one sense it was a good thing that my life was moving on and I had little to do with him after about six months or so, because the man had a way of making me feel like I was nothing, nobody.

Pelly has the same effect on me, and I’ve never met the man. I only have to read or hear his words and I feel a rage and hurt well up in me that is really hard to describe.

All I want from the Royal Commission is for the Catholic Church, at least in this country, to be brought into the same realm of humanity as the rest of us. Made to answer. Made to act.

And if Pelly got the arse, that would be an added bonus.

I heart Nancy Pelosi

In fail, feminism, oxygen thieves, politics, video on November 16, 2012 at 9:38 pm

Watch as a totally clueless young male reporter gets schooled on the gentle art of gender politics.

Why doesn’t Mitch McConnell ever get asked that question?

The best haunted toaster video you will EVER see

In funny, oxygen thieves, video on November 13, 2012 at 2:38 pm

*giggling like a loon*

Thanks to Paul Verhoeven who posted this on Twitter a couple of days back.

Cricket, NFL, sleepy cat and me

In about me, animals, media on November 12, 2012 at 1:25 pm

I’m having an oddly contented Monday.

Cricket’s on the teev … NFL’s on the other channel … Dora is settling in for a long wash and a nap … and the Chest Infection of Doom is starting to ease.

I was just thinking how good it could be if I could somehow make money while watching cricket, NFL and the cat when I fielded a call from the nice chap who’s been giving me some casual subbing work. He wants to send me about three times as much as work starting tomorrow so, yay!

Don’t want to say too much else for fear of mozzing myself but I have another little nibble on the line. Ssshhhhh.

If you’re of a mind to send up a good thought/prayer/vibe … feel free.


Your Daily Maddow

In funny, lesbian, media, politics, television, video on November 11, 2012 at 3:05 pm

New York Post … tabloid genius

In media on November 11, 2012 at 1:49 pm

New Thai restaurant … The Terrace

In food, Gold Coast, travel on November 11, 2012 at 1:18 pm

Thai food lovers on the north end of the Gold Coast have been pretty much out of luck of late. My local shopping centre churns through restaurants like they were paper cups.

A new one has opened up just recently … The Terrace … and I gave it a whirl last night.

Calamari ring … deep fried, served with turmeric mayonnaise … $8.90

I feared for the calamari when my first bite met a little resistance, but things improved markedly from there.

Have to say the mayonnaise was the best part.










Vegetable spring rolls served with sweet chilli sauce … $7.90 for 4

The spring rolls were bog-standard with most of the kick coming from the sauce.

Crispy wrappings were a little thick. More Chiko than spring.










Chicken massaman curry … $16.90

Easily the best dish of the night … creamy, spicy, plenty of the trademark potato, very tasty. also available in vegetarian, beef, fish, calamari, prawn and duck.










Vegetarian drunken noodles … $14.90

A little bland but otherwise solid.











So there you go. I will give it another go as there are some options on the menu that look interesting and well worth a nibble.

6.5 out of 10, but early days.

The Terrace is at Oxley Circle on Lae Drive at Runaway Bay … 07 55292666 … and there’s a 10% discount for cash.

What to eat, what to eat

In about me, food, travel on November 10, 2012 at 5:14 pm

What’s that old saying? Starve a cold, feed a fever? Well, this started as a cold, had a brief fever and is now just a phlegm factory and lung strangler, so what to do, what to do.

I didn’t get this body beautiful by holding back on the tooth, so eating it is.

Part of me wants pizza, part of me wants something juicy and comforting, like chinese or buckets of pasta. Oh, the dilemma.

Eggs benedict sounds good today.

Speaking of which, I can heartily recommend PJ O’Brien’s at Terminal 3 of Melbourne Airport. I was there early on Wednesday and had their eggs benedict and a cranberry juice. Twas most excellent. Lashings of Hollandaise, perfectly poached eggs, quality leg ham and toasted English muffins underneath. For under $10.


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