Daily-Column

Beep-beep. Beep-beep. The SMS tone woke me from my reverie. I glance down at my phone, wondering who it might be, whether it was ok to check it at work or not. Bugger it, everyone else did. “Can you make some time for me tonight? I will be home about 9.” Shit. Guilty conscience twigged. Had she found out about something I didn’t realise? Was she angry with me? Was I about to be chucked out? I don’t know what I’d done wrong, or that I’d done anything wrong, but something about the words doesn’t sound right. “Sure, hon. Should I be prepared for anything? =P” I reply, angling for a light-hearted tone. Who knew, maybe I was entirely on the wrong track. The reply was swift. “Not at all ^^” Well, that didn’t help. ...

Flying on September 11th, over Pakistan and Afghanistan? Only mildly terrifying. 20 hours is how long it takes, all up, to get from Sydney to London. It is much too long to be in that tiny metal tube; business class would have helped, but to sit idle for so long is mind-numbing, and I can only imagine that any move to sell internet to the trapped would be hugely successful - I would pay, even if I didn’t have anything to actually do, if only for the fact that it’s something that changes, or you can do stuff with. ...

Last minute flight to Melbourne - $300 (very) Last minute hotel booking - $200 Lunching, brunching, dinners, cakes, and 7 coffees - $200-ish Realising your friends are more awesome than you’ve ever given them credit for? I’ve felt this way before, and the earlier feeling returned stronger than ever, as I moved from one friend to the next; I didn’t spend nearly as much time as some of these people deserve, and didn’t meet nearly as many people as I should’ve, but the doubts I had Saturday night proved to be baseless. Some friends you can never let go, and I think I’ve found my few. ...

Max Barry (of Jennifer Government and Company fame) put up a mini-comp to design a can for a promo for an upcoming movie of a book Max wrote (ain’t that a story all in itself) - and here’s my entry (may offend some; read Max’s post for details). Y’know what, I’m inordinately proud. Where the hell did I come up with that? No idea, but I Likey. Just, y’know, thought I’d mention, in case you see these around town some time =) ...

Happy Birthday, Dad. That’s a big number! It makes me feel just as old when I think “Wow, my dad is that old, and…” =) Also, Happy Birthday to India! Midnight, August 15th, 60 years ago saw the birth of 2 nations, today the three “South Asian” nations of India, Bangladesh (formerly East Pakistan) and Pakistan (formerly West Pakistan). Out of the slowly crumbling British Empire they emerged, and from that day the fall of the remainder of the empire was a mere inevitability. ...