Posts Tagged ‘photo’

It’s a really depressing reflection of reality that it’s taken me more than a week to think of the answer to this ‘This is…’. It’s last week’s, but I’m going to give it a shot anyway.   As a result of circumstance, not an awful lot makes me happy. More or less, things make it easier to get by. But it’s important to acknowledge happiness, instead of dwelling on what is crap, wherever possible.

Anna, Midnight, walks on the beach. Tea. Craft and craft supplies. The ocean, ships. Breakfast. Circus. Melbourne. Cats.

this is what makes me happy, originally uploaded by urbn pirate.

Thanks to three buttons for ‘This is’ and one little acorn for this week’s theme.

It’s good to be happy.

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Robot Guard: Which of the following would you prefer? A puppy; a pretty flower from your sweetie; or a large, properly formatted data file? Choose!


I choose the flower. Which makes me human, and fortunate enough not to be on an anti-human planet. What a nice sweetie I have.

I watched Serenity again today, for the first time in years. It made so much more sense, now that I’ve seen Firefly. Not much less traumatic, though. Mighty traumatic. When did I become a movie crier? Not sure, but I certainly have become one.

In other craft/how I occupy myself news, circus is going great. I mean, great, really great. I never thought I’d be capable of doing most of these things – I mean, not just standing on someone’s back, not just climbing ropes without handholds, but trusting people, expressing my feelings, letting go. Oh, and then there’s this. Sal airways – the only way to fly.


Watching: Serenity
Listening: Wash Jones – Squirrel Nut Zippers
Reading: Moominvalley in November – Tove Jansson

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yourhome sweet yourhome

Today for you, the details of the creative lives that inspire me at not-my-house otherhouse, my part time unofficial residence. these folk, they keep me alive and they keep me sane. Or perhaps insane, in a containable, managable kind of way.

Can you do cuts in WordPress? I know not. Have an enormous photoheavy post instead.


ANNA i like her. She takes grand photos.

SAL She reckons she’s not creative but she’s a killer circus performer and periodically comes up with a household offering like this:

JULES (jooooolie) made pancake messages this morning

PIP doesn’t live there, like I don’t, but she’s a housemate like I am. She cut Anna’s awesome do

TAM she lives next door and gives killer massage. She’s also a hyper-talented music type but this is what she offers when she comes over.

THEN the other residents are works of art in and of themselves,



And then there’s me.

reading: Down Under – Billy Bryson
singing: shankill butchers – the decemberists

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