November 6, 2009 • 8:49 pm 0
It occurs to me that in some respects the future is already here and I am not living in it. For example, there are already robot vacuum cleaners, and yet I do not have one. I am failing to keep up with the Jetsons.
But I will have one of these, please.
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November 3, 2009 • 4:08 pm 2
Tomorrow (4th of November) there’s a discussion on a topic dear to my heart; urban planning. It’s at the City Gallery. It’s free entry and “a great opportunity to hear a range of perspectives on urban planning thinking in Wellington”. I think entry to the whole of City Gallery is free tomorrow too.
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• 3:37 pm 0
Really, porn. So NSFW, k?
Dammit, the trailer won’t embed. Fine, here’s a link. vimeo.com/7316345
Good to see Jincey’s branching out. Law’s not for everyone, after all.
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September 10, 2009 • 9:33 pm 2
Some absolute twit of a woman has written an article – frivolous, admittedly – wondering “…what would a woman-only society be like with no more Venus-and-Mars misunderstandings?”
Good grief! If you straight chicks* had any idea, any idea! how good you have it, you wouldn’t make jokes about that sort of thing.
So, misunderstandings. Let us see.
You’re a girl. You’ve gone on a couple of dates with someone and you’d quite like to see them again. So you have a good think about what you want to say and how it might be received. That is, you think about how to say what you want to say so that the recipient takes from it the exact meaning you intend without feeling pressured, or confused or, or, or… You’re over-thinking this already, right? That’s because you’re a girl. But you should still ring all your friends for their opinions too.
Now, if you’re saying it to a guy, he says what he thinks and that’s it. Simple, right? Simple and good. But if you’re saying it to a girl…wellll…not so much.
See, she’s heard what you’ve said, and she’s trying to figure out exactly what you meant. And then she’s going to try to work out how to respond so that you hear exactly what she’s trying to say in response to what she thinks you meant when you said it, without giving you the impression she’s too keen or not that interested (“I’m busy this weekend” is going to sound like a brush-off, even if it’s true), or a slut, or, or, or… At which point she rings all her friends for their opinions.**
So you see, you’ve had a two sentence conversation with someone you’d like to see again for coffee*** and it has already turned into something you could write up and sell to Shortland Street.
How do those Venus-and-Mars misunderstandings sound now?
*I heard, for the first time in aaages, the word ‘gash’ used in place of ‘woman’. I forgot about that one.
**Note: There’s a limited number of lesbians in whatever town or city you live in, so you probably have friends in common. One of them is sure to tell you what the girl said to her, thereby confusing the situation further. Because, you know, now you have to respond to the girl while keeping in mind what you know she thinks without letting her know that you know, so you need to think a bit more about how to respond and you should ring all your friends again to get their advice.
***OK that was a lie. Everyone knows lesbians move in together on the second date. There’s even a joke about it. So it’s not really coffee you’re after. Is it.
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July 8, 2009 • 10:43 pm 0
Brought to you by Links You Can See.
(although apparently not by Links You Can Click On…sigh…fixed now).
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July 7, 2009 • 7:25 pm 0
Can we start a petition? And can it be called ‘Ticketek Your Crappily Boring Tickets Don’t Bring Any Beauty To The World And They Should, Considering Their Purpose, And We Think You Should Have Cool Little Practically-A-Work-Of-Art Tickets Like Back In The Day’?
OK OK, I’m packing, I’m packing…jeez…
Packing my stuff, not packing in the dyke sense, that is.
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• 6:58 pm 2
Why is it that the cars parked at the Italian Ambassador’s residence are British (Range Rover), German (Merc), and Japanese (emmm…maybe a Suzuki)?
Letting the side down, chaps.
Especially when, just around the corner, a Maserati sits out in all weathers on someone’s parking spot. I think it’s a Maserati – no trident though. What would it be if it’s not?
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July 6, 2009 • 10:46 pm 0
…and Unity Books didn’t have the sequel in stock! How am I meant to procrastinate on packing?
Man I hate moving house. Oh well. Cheap(er) rent, here I come. Goodbye skinflint landlord. Insulation is a right, not a privilege.
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