Oliver Sage.

Oliver Sage, the founding member of Artists in Arms, is having an exhibition at the Gallows Gallery. It is called "Figuratively Speaking" and runs from 30th of March until 29th of April. It's going to be brilliant. Go and have a look.

Just wait till I get this open Grammy.

Change.

One of my favourite T.V. shows "Call for Help" is changing and its name is also. It will now be known as "The Lab with Leo Laporte". This started me thinking about where I would go for tech information if the show was taken off the air. Of course there are numerous websites, blogs, podcasts, magazines etc but, I have got to say, the relaxed and friendly style of the host Leo and the rest of the crew makes the processing of this informaion much more fun. ..mmmm.....I dunno....Do you think I have a problem here?

Catalyst Workshops.

Lovely Annie Rawle from Catalyst has started a blog....yay!! You can visit her at www.catalystworkshops.blogspot.com
You can see what she and Elizabeth are up to and lots, lots more.

You know you're desperate for subject matter when...

You post dumb pictures of yourself that you took when you got all dressed up for dinner that first night in Melbourne you went out for dinner and then got food poisoning.

Heavy Silence...Heavy Heart...Whisper.

Angel.

First Cuppa.

How do you eat your sandwiches?

I went to have lunch today in a cafe and at the next table a woman ordered a sandwich...a normal sandwich...not a roll, baguette, foccacia, pannini....but a sandwich with two slices of bread and a meagre filling. She ate it ....I still can't believe it...using a knife and fork......OMG.....you've got to be kidding...what ever happened to good old fashioned hands!

Little Brittain Live.

Brian, Daniel and I went to see "Little Brittain Live" last night. It was great fun. Matt Lucas and David Walliams managed to conjure up all of their most popular characters including my favourite...Anne...eh eh ehhhhh. They were brilliant !

I was surprised to see quite a few young children in the audience and Im sure their parents had an uncomfortable time afterwards fielding embarrassing questions of a sexual nature...heh heh

I'm sneaking up on ya!

Grief is the Price You Pay for Love.

Addictive Typing Lessons...again.

I've really got to say...all kidding aside...these lessons are really helping. If you do some every day you soon notice a difference.....cool.....and even with nails.

Final Fantasy XII

Its been a long time since I have even touched my Playstation. So long that I have put it away in a box along with my Xbox. I just dont have time. But a new version of my favourite game is out and I went and bought it today. Oh Oh...there goes everything. I promise I'll only play it a little bit....really....truly....ruly truly.

Not quite sure what to call this.

Life Rythym.

Bugged Fuschia.

"This is how you do it grammy."

Vanity is all.

Oh oh my typing has taken a turn for the worse...I have my nails back on...lots shorter...I am trying to overcome this obstacle though....slows things down quite a bit...slippery....anyone got any tips?

Melbourne by night...before I got sick.

Familiaritrees.

I was a Dud Date.

Brian and I have just returned home after flying over to Melbourne for a few days to celebrate our wedding anniversary. A lovely romantic idea. We both really like Melbourne. There is always something happening. Its very cosmopolitan, the variety of food available is fantastic and the shopping is excellent.

On the night we arrived we went out to dinner with Moni and great fun was had by all. Later that evening....3.15am...I think it was...I awoke feeling severely dodgy and promptly deposited all of the food I had ever eaten...EVER...into the pristine whiteness of the ensuite toilet. This continued every hour on the hour until an angel of a doctor delivered me from this vileness with an injection of something to settle my eruptions and supplies of ongoing medication.

For the next two days I slept. Brian did too. In between popping out for dinner and such. I could'nt even think of food in any other regard other than 'the sustaining life kind of way' and I found myself hankering for and surviving mainly on 'Boost' juices.

The day of the 12th was our anniversary and we managed to go out to a few places close to the hotel. Although I frequently broke out in profuse sweating I told myself that this was one way the toxins could release themselves without putting any further stress on orifices already overtaxed. It was quite a nice day and Brian was chuffed because we went to the Collingwood football club and he spent up big on 'stuff' and I was chuffed because he bought me a beautiful necklace...and no... it was'nt from the footy shop.

The following morning was spent wandering about aimlessly...slowly....and then we flew home that afternoon. Our romantic anniversary was a bit of a dud...but we did get a lot of rest...and we did spend a lot of time together. At least Brian was'nt working. You've gotta look at the good stuff...dontcha!

Addictive Typing Lessons.

I am getting bwtter all the timd.

Mother.

Happy Chappy.