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  • Ways with words

    This was brought to my attention by Rod, a fellow Apple admirer from the sunny climes of Melbourne. Thanks Rod!

    The Washington Post’s Style Invitational once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are the winners this time around:

    1. Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.
    2. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
    3. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.
    4. Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
    5. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.
    6. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
    7. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn’t get it.
    8. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
    9. Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.
    10. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)
    11. Karmageddon: It’s like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it’s like a serious bummer.
    12. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.
    13. Glibido: All talk and no action.
    14. Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
    15. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you’ve accidentally walked through a spider web.
    16. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
    17. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you’re eating. And the pick of the literature:
    18. Ignoranus: A person who’s both stupid and an arsehole.

    Personally, I think the first is most fitting, considering the election heading this way Saturday, and all the machinations going on at present. It’s kind of a sobering thought when thinks about it and yes – it is our money. Actually, once we get some of that back, sober won’t be an issue for many…

  • Another day – or not

    About 8am, the phone rings. I answer it, to hear a duet of ‘Happy Birthday’. Quite a reasonable rendition, too – in fact, I’d rate it better than what I’d heard on NZ Idol this time around.

    This birthday was brilliant. Good food, good drink, and great company…oh – and a Wild Turkey shirt. To honour this gift, I shall endeavour to be partaking of the Turkey whenever I wear it. It’s the right thing to do. 🙂

  • Summer’s meandering down to us

    It’s getting warmer – time to start stealing the sun from the Northern Hemisphere in earnest 🙂

    There’s been two or three days in the last week or so it’s been almost Summer time hot, which is great news.

    To this end, there is now a nice new shiny (shiny’s always good!) outdoor table gracing the front patio. It’s courtesy of one of our neighbours who imports outdoor furniture (amongst other things) so delivery wasn’t an issue :p

    Picture for your enjoyment below (It’d probably be more enjoyable if it hadn’t been taken with a pxt phone, of course.)

    Outdoor Table

  • From the Mountains to the Ocean

    We Apple people have been having an interesting discussion (of course it’s interesting – otherwise it wouldn’t have really occurred…) about the ocean and mountains etc.

    The general consensus is that if one has grown up around one or the other, a restless feeling can develop when not around these natural features. This of course makes sense. What did come to the fore is that with oceans and mountains, is that one can often be an acceptable substitute for the other.

    I’ve almost always been within an hour or so of the water my whole life, and on the odd occasion I haven’t been, I’ve generally been up a mountain. Looking back, I’d agree with the above.

    In the conversation it was mentioned that some people live 8-900 miles away from any large body of water, or mountain, and are quite happy about this. I’m not really sure how I’d feel plonked in the middle of Texas (apart from the obvious reasons ;)).

  • She keeps goin’ and goin’

    It’s been err *checks last post date* almost a month now, and the only time I’ve had to restart the Mac was for the 10.4.2 system update, and when taking the machine to Hamilton, and Sarah’s. Apart from that, it hasn’t put a foot wrong.

    Why didn’t I do this many moons earlier? Silly Windows masochists.

  • G5 club

    Yes – an iMac G5 now holds pride of place at home 🙂

    Windows didn’t do what it was told once too often. Windows has been banished. I am truly happy again.

  • Once more

    …we had a guest chef. This time the honour and glory go to Minh – a friend of Jacqui’s who also enjoys food as much as we do.

    I’m not sure why, but people keep putting their hand up to come around and cook at our (very casual) dinner parties – do we look underfed? (those who watch ‘The Biggest Loser’ may agree here).

    On the menu was steak, marinated in kiwifruit and other various flavours of which I couldn’t describe – mainly because I can’t remember – but it was good! There was also salad which if I recall, tasted ok too. Don’t really know though, as I’m a guy, and there was steak. Nice steak. Flavoursome steak. Mmm, steak…

  • Food, glorious food!

    • The scene: Jacqui and I had Sarah and Julie over for dinner last night.
    • The plan: Jacqui would take care of dinner, I would take care of dessert.
    • The reality…

    Marty called last night when we got home, and asked if we were coming up to Cesar’s – his staff were looking after everything, and he was at a loose end. I answered in the negative due to the aforementioned plans, and Marty offered to cook. I thought he was kidding at first, but he insisted, so we were pretty happy about this, as Marty’s been a chef for 10 years or more, and knew his way around a kitchen. Was that the best decision of the week!

    Chicken with a spinach and cream sauce, and a tomato based pasta. I could be a little biased due to the Wild Turkey used in the cream sauce, but it was the best meal I had eaten in a very long time. Everyone else there agreed though, so it must have been top notch. Sarah and I have been to quite a few restaurants lately, but this topped them all 🙂

    The sauces were very flavoursome, but not too heavy, as can often happen. The chicken was cooked perfectly, and it all came together so well. I have come to accept this is the difference between myself, and someone who is a chef. However, I will continue to subject friends and family to my efforts, just to show I care.

  • Oh Lord, where will it end?

    Reality TV. As we all know, anything but real. How is taking a group of people and putting them in an artificial environment with artificial rules and tasks ‘real’?

    At the moment the tv is on in the background, and the Biggest Loser is on (don’t click that link if you’re an NZer currently watching – it has more than you need to see – in so many ways).

    This show brings together a group of overwei lean-mass challenged individuals who want to regain their former glory. Or become anorexic/bulemic. Or perhaps both. It’s at this point in time I wish my ability to eat an inordinate amount of crap and not get fat was marketable to insecure women. But anyway – moving on. Matt lost 22 pounds in one week. Something easily achievable by anyone if they crossed this show with ‘The Inspector’ – the best Dining Out guide by far, in my book.

    Speaking of which, I have watched the latter show on occasion, and found it quite entertaining, and educational. I now know not to eat kebabs.

  • Aiding personal growth – or something like that…

    I just may be in possession of photos that may be somewhat embarra… amusing to certain parties.

    Related to this, I had a conversation with a good friend of mine about whether I’m mean enough to publish them on the web. We did both agree on the answer to this but I thought I’d let my friends and family decide – hence I’ve enabled comments, for you to have your say (and vote for whether I should publish more :p)

    I mean – it can only be character building for all concerned, right…