Monday, July 27, 2009

Project 289 - Day 130 (Saturday 25 July 2009) : Happy Birthday to My Beautiful Guy!


It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas-Birthday.....

Yes, folks, it's a new festival with double the presents, more of the fun, and so much colour you'll have migraines for days afterwards! Who can resist? Certainly not me, and so with a quirkiness all my own (and possibly any number of kooky celebrities), I decided to make the theme of my gorgeous guy's birthday - Christmas in July!


So I invited 9 close friends, found a Christmas store open all year round that sells bon bons (crackers), put up my tree and decorations (thus justifying the massive expense of buying them in the first place so they can be in boxes 11 months of the year!) , got a very good friend to help cook the meal..... and after much effort (which was all totally worth it!), we sat down to a delicious meal, surrounded by Christmas trappings, and finished off with a sumptuous mudcake that said...no, not Merry Christmas... but Happy Birthday! Yes who'da thunk it huh?


The most importnat thing was that I got to indulge my love of Christmas and.... no, no.... lol.... it was that my beautiful guy got to spend some special time with very good friends, in the lead up to his big day of the year, and he loved it. That, my friends, is what really matters....

So Happy Birth-Mas to all, and to all, a good twice-cooked lamb.....

Friday, July 24, 2009

Project 289 - Day 129 : Pizza! Pizza! Pizza! Wine!

So it's Friday night.


I'm tired.


My beautiful guy is tired.


We hate to be traditionalists and get pizza on a Friday night but.....


We get pizza. Calzone and BBQ Chicken to be exact.


Behold it's very yummy.


Mmmmmm.....


Then we sleep and let the pizza convert to fat cells.


Care factor after a busy week?


Big fat see it from orbit ZERO.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Project 289 - Day 128 : I Am off to Canada!

Well not today!


But much sooner than I expected! The plan was to go in late December for Christmas, and while I would have loved to have done that, and experienced a white Christmas out on the plains of Alberta with my dear friends, Sandra and Ken, the airfares, even in the midst of the Global Finacial Crisis, are horrendous at that time of year.

So... I am heading off in early November for 2 weeks in my second favourite city and country on earth - Vancouver, Canada! Naturally my heart is in Sydney, Australia, but I love Vancouver to bits - it's a fun, vibrant city with gorgeous scenery, lively arts and social scenes, salmon.... and Sandra and Ken! What's not to love?

I can't wait to go there! Naturally I shall now be no good at all to anyone for the next three months because in my mind I am already there!! Watch out!

Project 289 - Day 127 (Wednesday 22 July 2009) : Hi Fi My Way to Happiness

I love JB Hi-Fi (a discount retailer in Australia that sells a massive range of electronics, CDs, DVDs).

In fact if JB HiFi was a person, there's a good chance I would have fallen in love, got married, produced a gaggle of screaming kids, bought a house in the suburbs and bought a kelpie called "Yap" by now. Yes I love the store that much!

So on the way home today, I stepped off the train at Town Hall, grazed through the chain I visit more than any other, and bought the DVD of "Rachel Gets Married" which I meant to see at the cinema but didn't quite get to. Hopefully I will finally see it this weekend.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Project 289 - Day 126 : Terrible Tuesday Rears its Many Statistics-Tentacled Head Again

I am not a fan of Tuesdays.

They are weird in between days that don't really serve much of a purpose - Monday is the day we dread, Wednesday is the happy half way point, Thursday is almost Friday, and Friday is the blessed end of the week! But Tuesday? - and it's also the day the Management Team of my Division have their major weekly meeting, the centrepiece of which is Trading, a discussion of well the business is doing.

It involves a lot of work, and stress, and while I have collating it down to a fine art, it is still something I am glad to be done with, and I always look forward to the end of Tuesday.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Project 289 - Day 125 : Outback with Sammi!


Tonight I went out to dinner with my lovely gal pal from work, Sammi to that bastion of fine eating, Outback Steakhouse.

It's pretense to be a chain of authentically Aussie cuisine is amusing in the USA (where buffalo wings are known as 'kookaburra wings', and 'Bloomin Onion' is a favourite dish), but damn near hilarious in Australia. But bizarre market positioning aside, the service is great, the food is yummy (my pork spare ribs were to die for! But thankfully I didn't, which saved Sammi the bother of dragging my body into the boot of her car), and it gives us a good chance to catch up on everything and anything in a relaxed fun atmosphere.

Just please stop pretending that real Aussies eat this stuff in their homes!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Project 289 - Day 124 : Fire!!! Or My Possible Could-Have-Been-Life-Threatening Brush with a Fiery Death

The day had been delightfully uneventful - a leisurely Yum Cha brunch with my good friend Peter, shopping with my beautiful guy and Peter, followed by a nap - when suddenly all hell broke loose!

My beautiful guy had no sooner stepped into the apartment that the fire alarm went off in the building and we were forced to run for our lives, flames licking at our heels, the screams of our neighbours echoing in the packed stairwell as we leapt two stairs at a time, desperate to escape the inferno threatening to consume us.... we barely escaped with our lives, and as the sounds of "We May Never Love Like This Again" ran around and through us like a demented sonic puppy, we paused to consider how close we had come to dying, and gave thanks for this wonderful second chance at life when we would never take anything for granted again and...

Oh all right.... the fire alarm went off, I changed from my tracky daks from my jeans (as if I was going to flee for my life, well potentially, in tracky daks!), we walked down the stairs, stood outside in the cold till the firemen said we could go back in....

See that wasn't nearly as dramatic as the bit was it?

Now as I was saying..... debris were raining down upon us as we ran for our lives, wondering if we would .......

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Project 289 - Day 123 : Yum Cha Cha Cha : Dumplings with Ellen & Tracy


By some bizarre happenstance - OK not so bizarre really but I love using that word and all it implies - I ended up eating lots of Yum Cha this weekend and today was the first serving...

..... with my wonderful friends, Ellen & Tracy, and my beautiful guy at The Marigold on George Street... we ate truckloads of dumplings, sticky rice, mango pancakes and fried rice noodles, all the time catching up on 8 months worth of news.... yes it had been that long! How did I remember that since I can barely remember what I had for breakfast yesterday (well, most days anyway)?

Well every time I see Ellen I give her my old "Empire" magazines and I had 8 months worth to hand over this time! Oops! It kind of shamed us into catching up more regularly and so the next catch up is a mere 3 months away!

It should make for a lighter bag for Ellen next time!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Project 289 - Day 122 : St Peters Parade


Every morning, an eclectic group of commuters move with great speed and purpose up to St Peters station, racing to catch the next in Cityrail's long line of trains that may or may not turn up on time. 


Every weekday evening, the same commuters walk back down the same hill, one after another, back to the apartment blocks that crowd the streets of Erskineville and Alexandria.

This delightful rite, which would no doubt keep an army of social anthropologists in orgasms of delight for decades as they decoded it's significance ("Um, I owe VISA and Mastercard lots of money?"), is affectionately known by those who participate in it as the "St Peters Parade", and tonight I captured the Parade in all it's glory, all blurry, colourful and full-on, as I walkws, without stopping.....

Project 289 - Day 121 (Thursday 16 July 2009) : I am the King of the Medical Clinics!

I hurt my back on Sunday.

It didn't get better so I went to the doctor in Newtown and the physio in Bondi Junction (BJ) on Monday.

Some improvement but back to the physio in BJ on Tuesday.

The stabbing pain ebbed but back to the physio in BJ on Wednesday.

Back at work on Thursday but off to the physio in Chatswood for more heatpacks and poking and prodding.

I am now a citizen of medical clinics.....

God help me....

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Project 289 - Day 120 : In Bed All Day with Ellen, Whoopi and Barbara...

No I haven't turned straight! Although what gay man worth his Dolce and Gabbana wouldn't want to spend quality time with the delightful Ellen DeGeneres, Whoopis Goldberg or Barbara Walters?

Yes I became a slave to day time TV although I didn't watch those execrable infomercial shows in during the morning which frankly are like watching one very badly produced commercial, and feature products I have no desire to buy at all....

The usual culprits featured today - stiff sore back (stiffer than yesterday alas), Zoltaren, Deep Heat, lots of bed rest, heat packs and my back exercises..... I think I am beginning to reach the point where work is looking mighty attractive....I must be sick!!!

Project 289 - Day 119 (Tuesday 14 July 2009) : More Zoltaren That You Can't Poke a Stick At (Thanks to Your Sore Back)

Tonight was French National Day and in honour of the French storming the Bastille, I ate some petits fours. I meant to eat a croissant too but forgot.....


.... that's largely because I spent my day trying to get comfortable. So the day, in thrilling fashion, consisted largely of me applying heat packs, Deep Heat to my own back (fun when you have limited movement - thank god no one was around with a video camera otherwise I'd have been on YouTube in a flash!), lying in bed, and going to the physio again (a journey in itself thanks to the drive in a non-ergonomic car seat)...

The day was finished in the loveliest way possible by dear beloved man coming over and cooking me a delicious stir fry from scratch (he's so clever!) and applying the Deep Heat again while we watched the first episode of the new Torchwood series, "Children of Earth"....

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Project 289 - Day 118 (Monday 13 July 2009) : Paging Nurse Beautiful Guy

Yesterday if you recall I threw my back into less than pleasurable spasms (that's assuming there are pleasurable ones!) when I tried to dry my left foot with a towel (just for the record I had successfully dried the rest of my body before that!)....


... I thought I was OK going to bed, with just a small amount of pain as I turned in bed. But as the night wore on, my back got tighter and tighter, and more and more sore, and every movement became a massive effort, resulting at one stage in a cry of pain that amazingly did not wake my house mate. So my plans to go to work, and tough it out (yep I am the original He-Man! But without the toy action figure) went out the window (not thrown by me as that would have hurt too much!) and I spent the day seeing the doctor (and acquiring a script for heavy duty Zoltaren, a pain killer, that became a very good friend indeed; alas I haven't become addicted to it which completely crushes any idea of a 'Andrew Beats Pain Killer Addiction' telemovie! Damn it!) and my friend, Justin's physio who did all sorts of warming and oil-related things to my back which was so soothing.

Then that night my darling man came around, cooked me a delicious pasta dinner (refusing to let me help, which was so hard to observe as I am so used to looking after others) and then put some Deep Heat on me before leaving me with a hot pack to warm my pack as I drifted off to sleep....

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Project 289 - Day 117 : Tragedy! When You Around and Your Greek Pants Fall Down, Its a Tragedy.....

Today I saw "Phedre" at the Dendy Opera Quays, which is a play written by a Frenchman in 1677 full of ancient Greeks infighting, committing real or imagined incest, and indulging in an orgy of violence and death.... just another day at the Oedipal office for the ancient Greeks really. It's a wonder they had the time to create civilisation as we know it with all that going on.....

Diary entries must have been like :

10.00 Philosophise on nature of being
11.00 Murder step sister who is sleeping with my son's best friend
12.00 Lunch
13.30 Calculate Pi to 1000 places
15.00 Bring curse onto my adulterous wife - death at sea by Neptune's hand or crushed by a thunderbolt from Zeus?

Just exhausting! ..... thing is the play was brilliant, starred Helen Mirren and the delectable Dominic Cooper ('Mamma Mia'), and is part of a strategy by the National Theatre in UK to film their plays and broadcast them around the world. Great to get some Kulcha.

Only downside was throwing out my back which occurred when I was drying myself off after a shower. I didn't really feel the effects till that evening (although sitting in the cinema proved uncomfortable) when I was lying in bed......

It began a very painful life.....thank goodness the play was really good....

Project 289 - Day 116 (Saturday 11 July 2009) : Hugs, Disney, and a Late Night Curry

This is Day 3 of the week My Body Became Freaking Ungrateful.

After mostly filling it with healthy foods, fairly bursting with nutrients, and vitamins and minerals (but not heavy metals like mercury which are, I'm reasonably sure, not good for you unless you want to mutate into a three armed, blind monster... not a career choice of mine), and making sure I got enough sleep, walked and swam, and slathered it in moisturisers and youth-sustaining cosmetics, what does my body do? How does it repay all that hard work to keep it....um...not dead?

It swells up a gel sac in my right heel to the point where walking is very painful (OK to be fair the swelling was the result of too tight very funky black leather shoes that I persisted in wearing too work for too long but still....); so painful in fact, that I have to cancel all my activities on Saturday bar lunch with beautiful guy and my friend Fahmi, and spent the day curled up on my bed.... alas no trips to Oxford Street to farewell my friend Jason as he leaves for a year in East Timor, or to see my beautiful guy's friend, Sam, as he leaves for Melbourne....

The one BIG compensating factor, and this is HUGE, is I got to spend the day curled up in bed WITh my beautiful guy eating yummy curries (see above), and watching family movies like "Princess Diairies 2".... yep hard living was had by, um, not us!!! So I guess I can at least thank my body for some unscheduled quiet couple time so maybe it doesn't hate as much as I thought.....

Friday, July 10, 2009

Project 289 - Day 115 : My Right Heel Demanded To be Taken Home....


....with or without the rest of my body.....


After my visit to the doctor yesterday, when I eschewed the vile sausage factory that is the US-like medical practice I was going to, and went to a real surgery instead where the doctors smile and greet you (!!), I discovered that the cause of all the pain in my right heel was an inflamed gel sac behind the achilles tendon. The doctor went to a lot of trouble to diagnose and work out treatments for me (see the picture), which I appreciated, since my achilles tendons, operated on at the age of 8 and never very strong, need lots of TLC to make sure they keep holding my legs up. 

I followed up the visit to the doctor, with an afternoon of sloth and indolence in my bed, and kept out of my shoes, and by this morning, my heel seemed much happier. It didn't last. Lots of walking to the train station, to the bus, through the campus etc and my heel was throbbing and demanding to rest again. I stuck it out till 1pm but then hobbled home to rest my foot and work out what I can and can't do this weekend, with my heel not in a good place, and very much calling the shots.

Yes, folks, my life, is currently being ruled by a ligament.... aren't I the lucky one?

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Project 289 - Day 114 : All Zara, All the Time

Yes I am in grave danger of turning into the proud uncle who keeps showing pics of his gorgeously adorable niece at each and every opportunity......

.....wait a second....yep I have already turned into that annoying person and I am officially going to annoying the living hell out of all of you with photo and anecdote - she moves her hands so cutely! Did you see her squint her eyes then? What tiny hands! - of my lovely sweet cute niece. So since I have morphed into that person overnight, let me regale you with more shots of my niece with various family members.....

(1) Zara with her doting mum and dad

(2) Zara with my Dad

(3) Zara with my Mum

(4) Zara with my brother Steve

(5) Zara with my sister Rachel

(6) Zara and her great-grandmother (my Nanna)

That's it for now but you know there will be more photos! Of course there will be!!

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Project 289 - Day 113 : For Unto Us Is Born a Daughter, a Grandchild....and a Niece


Today Zara Chantilly Fergus was born!!

I am still awaiting all the length and weight details, but here is the first picture of my darling new niece, taken by her proud father on his mobile phone and sent through with all the speed an adoring new dad can muster. He gushed to my mum that Zara is "beautiful" (and she is), and Helen, my sister and delighted new mum, said she is "very cute" (and yes she definitely is!). I always knew I'd be excited but just how excited I am has been a revelation!

It's a big deal to have the first new addition to the family in 31 years, since the youngest of my siblings, Rachel, was adopted from South Korea, and everyone is excited. Having a child at Christmas will change the vibe completely, and I am looking forward to being doting Unka Andrew. (The photo below shows lovely congratulatory messages from my Facebook friends).

Woohoo!!! What a fabulous day!!!

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That evening, my beautiful guy and I went out with my friend, Fahmi to the local pub, The Union to celebrate Zara's arrival. We had some champagne, toasted my darling new niece, and had a delicious dinner (this is one pub with excellent food!). 

It was the perfect ending to what was a wonderfully happy day.

(1) My beautiful guy and I toast Zara

(2) My friend, Fahmi

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Project 289 - Day 112 : They Call Him Sushi! Sushi! Faster Than Lightning...

I love sushi.


It's delicious, healthy, and here on campus, the Sushi Roll place is staffed by the friendliest Japanese people so that buying lunch, even on a busy day (and with 6000 people on campus, every lunch time is busy!), becomes an enjoyable experience.

So as part of my "This is my life" series on the blog, and who doesn't enjoy a series examining the banal aspects of someone's life (next week I watch paint dry - it's fun! Wheee!), I give you one of my favourite choices for lunch.....

...or dinner..... but not breakfast.... I tried pouring milk on sushi one day and frankly.... not so much....

Monday, July 06, 2009

Project 289 - Day 111 : Oh the Fantasies of Train-Moving Bureaucrats


Oh to live in the magical gilded world of CityRail!

If I lived there, I wouldn't actually need to:

(1) Get to my job on time and I could potentially wait as long as necessary for the next train, assuming I even bothered to go to work at all.

(2) Cancel parts of my job at will, with no consequences to me (although those depending on me would be massively impacted. My care factor? Sub-zero and counting downwards, ever downwards!)

(3) Ask the people affected by my blithe attitude to my job, and addiction to doing as little as possible, to inconvenience themselves to work around my on-a-whim announcements

.... and if you were a citizen of RailCorp land too, you could ride the gravy train to Corruption Land, all the while not lifting a finger to doing anything meaningful. What a happy world that would be, not to mention corpulent and affluent as hell!!

>>>> all this sarcastic ranting and raving springs from my delightful commute to work this morning where CityRail in short order:

(a) cancelled a train but never announced they had. The train simply never showed up!

(b) Kindly sent along the next train which with two trains worth of people on it was so full that I daresay there are sardines with more personal space than we had! To top that off, the CityRail driver then had the audacity to request that "this train is really full. Please catch the next one." Which may or may not turn up, and after you've waited 15 minutes longer than necessary for your non-arriving usual train!

(c) They then sent the train the wrong way around the City Circle, delaying me even further.

Now I am not in the best of moods on Monday generally, and this really didn't help! Thank goodness for my iPod, the novel I was reading and "The Sydney Morning Herald", all of which saved my sanity on a very trying morning.

Project 289 - Day 110 (Sunday 5 July, 2009) : Yum.. Yum ..Yum Yum Yum Yum Yum Yum Yum Yum...Cha!

Here I am at the Palace Restaurant in Piccadilly Arcade, City with my very good friend, Jason (brown vest) and my gorgeous guy.

Jason works advising on HIV/AIDS health policy and is about to leave for a year in that tropical idyll East Timor.... well, when it isn't in political, economic or social flux that is!! It can be an emotionally taxing place to be since the infrastructure is limited, social diversions few (unless you're on the U.N. gravy train! Then it's wine, women, and cheaps groceries!!), and unless you develop some good friendships, which thankfully Jason has, a lonely place to be. The upshot for Jason is the chance to be on the ground floor shaping policy and the challenge of assisting a newly emerging country to craft it's social policy.

I will miss him being in Sydney though - we are very much on the same wavelength and it's one of those friendships where the sharing is deep and often. But thanks to Facebook, Twitter, email and roaming, and maybe Skype (if I ever get it uploaded!!), the distances aren't that vast....

.... and in the meantime, there's Yum Cha.....

Project 289 - Day 109 (Saturday 4 July, 2009): File When Your Heart Is Breaking

I have a highly sophisticated filing system. No, I really do....


It begins with opening my mail or returning from shopping. The bills, statements and credit card slips are carefully tossed like an ingredient into an unruly garden salad, into the Daly Male bag above. It may look like a recipe for unmitigated chaos, but is in fact a highly honed system of barely controlled chaos, from which I manage to extract credit card slips, when necessary, with miraculous ease. Yes it takes hours to find a required statement or credit card slip, but my dogged persistence usually pays off, and I emerge triumphant vowing to file with far greater efficiency in the future.

But what usually happens is that any paperwork I need easier access to ends up in a jumbled pile under the cane stands that support my stereo speakers, yearning to be placed into the carefully labelled, and chronically underused manila folders in the plastic tubs in my walk in wardrobe..... point in my my favour is that the folders are very nicely labelled. Not used well, but labelled, and really that what you want in a filing system..... I mean who actually uses it? Please....... when there are perfectly good shopping bags to stuff paperwork into, never to be seen again....

Friday, July 03, 2009

THEY SAID WHAT?!!

12 of the finest (unintentional) double-entendres ever aired on British TV and radio


1. Ted Walsh - Horse Racing Commentator - 'This is really a lovely horse. I once rode her mother.'


2. New Zealand Rugby Commentator - 'Andrew Mehrtens loves it when Daryl Gibson comes inside of him.'


3. Pat Glenn, weightlifting commentator - 'And this is Gregoriava from Bulgaria . I saw her snatch this morning and it was amazing!'


4. Harry Carpenter at the Oxford-Cambridge boat race 1977 - 'Ah, isn't that nice. The wife of the Cambridge President is kissing the Cox of the Oxford crew.'


5. US PGA Commentator - 'One of the reasons Arnie ( Arnold Palmer) is playing so well is that, before each tee shot, his wife takes out his balls and kisses them . Oh my god !! What have I just said??'


6. Carenza Lewis about finding food in the Middle Ages on 'Time Team Live' said: 'You'd eat beaver if you could get it.'


7. A female news anchor who, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked, 'So Bob, where's that eight inches you promised me last night?' Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too, because they were laughing so hard!


8. Steve Ryder covering the US Masters: 'Ballesteros felt much better today after a 69 yesterday.'


9. Clair Frisby talking about a jumbo hot dog on 'Look North' said: 'There's nothing like a big hot sausage inside you on a cold night like this. '


10 Mike Hallett discussing missed snooker shots on 'Sky Sports': 'Stephen Hendry jumps on Steve Davis's misses every chance he gets.'


11. Michael Buerk on watching Philippa Forrester cuddle up to a male astronomer for warmth during BBC1's UK eclipse coverage remarked: 'They seem cold out there. They're rubbing each other and he's only come in his shorts.'


12. Ken Brown commentating on golfer Nick Faldo and his caddie Fanny Sunneson lining-up shots at the Scottish Open: 'Some weeks Nick likes to use Fanny; other weeks he prefers to do it by himself.'

Project 289 - Day 108 : I'm On the Bus to Somewhere






Do the wheels of the bus go round and round?


I pondered that deeply existential question as my commuter bus crossed the Harbour Bridge today, and concluded that, in the absence of a bone-jarring shuddering halt, followed by a sickening plunge into the harbour below, that the wheels did indeed go round and round. Happy with my resolution of this philosophical query, I sat back and admired the stellar view I get each morning as the bus crosses the Bridge and I take in the City skyline, Circular Quay (which, let's face it, looks more like a squashed donut that was put at the bottom of the shopping bag under the bulk tin of canned tomatoes), the Opera House (seen in the picture below through the charming anti-suicide fencing along the Bridge's length), and Fort Dennison, all set against the sunshine-dappled beauty of Sydney's greatest asset - the Harbour.

It is easy to take this gorgeous view for granted, and truth be told many mornings I do what my fellow commuters in the photo below do, and either stare straight ahead (snug in my iPod buttressed sonic world of my own), or read the latest fabulous must-read tome in my bag, but every so often I glance up, and rediscover the fact that though my commute takes it an awful lot of less than attractive freeway (to those members of the Freeway Lovers Society of Australia, I say - for god's sake it a piece of ugly bitumen! Get a new hobby NOW!), that it starts in a beautiful, iconic place, and I should be grateful for that.....

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Project 289 - Day 107 : OUCH!!! Pain, pain, pain....

My foot made it's pain very clear today.

Taking a leaf from the admirably energetic and determined protestors on the streets of Iran seeking democracy and freedom (yes my feet are wonderfully current affairs literate, which is a fortunate counterpoint to the ugly varicose-like veins on my ankle), my feet decided enough is enough and made it very clear that my tight funky leather shoes will no longer be tolerated. The pain that my right ankle in particular created (not to mention the enormously impressive swelling) was such that I spent the greater part of the day hobbling around out of my right shoe, simply to get some blessed relief.

So unlike the mullahs of Iran, who like all good dictators have raised the lust for power to a hideously dark artform, I listened to my feet and spent the day looking like an absent-minded man with one shoe missing. Like I had much of a choice. I prefer to think of myself as less a wimp, than an enlightened man who listens to my body parts when they cry out in anger and pain.

OK, is anyone finding my bizarre comparison between foot pain and a quest for democracy in the Middle East a little weird? Yep me too. Think I will stop here....

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Project 289 - Day 106 : Wednesday, You Are a Most Unattractive Day

Today is Hump Day right? Second best day of the week because it means that's it all a bone-jarring slide down to the delight of TGIF right? Wrong!

Today was nasty.

Today I had more work than I could possibly do.

Today I worked my guts out (in and of itself a thoroughly unpleasant activity - the cleaning bill alone will set me back years financially) and had my secondary boss chuck a tanty (tantrum for the colloquially-challenged) over a minor issue after I performed major and minor Outlook miracles across many crowded days.

Today my shoes hurt, my eyes stung from tiredness, and I left work at 6.30 after starting at 8.

Today I had yummy Indian food for dinner and some chocolate - very nice and a sure sign this day could be redeemed.....

Then today I trod on a sliver of glass buried in the carpet and cut my heel till it bled more blood than I really wanted to part with, which was, um, NONE.

Today was only made bearable by the fact it was Canada Day (go mooses!) and more importantly by my sweet adorable guy who rang me to offer his support and love.

Maybe today wasn't so bad after all.....

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Project 289 - Day 105 : The Happiest Six Months of My Life


Today I celebrated 6 months of going out with the most wonderful, sweet, caring, lovely guy in the world.


Yes I know that's sounds mawkishly sentimental, and those of you who are "corny" sentiments-intolerant will no doubt be chuck-chundering into whatever receptacle is close at hand, but frankly I don't care. I am in love, seriously irrevocably in love, and while I once scorned syrupy announcements of love eternal, I am now the announcer and blissfully uncaring about the emotional diabetes I may be causing! My apologies to all but....


It was a lovely all around. I texted him that morning and he called me back while I was on the bus, wishing me the loveliest "half-year anniversary". It was so sweet of him to call me and I floated into work. The day itself was a standard manic Tuesday and I emerged from a long senior management meeting for a quick dash into the City to see "The Proposal" (starring my favourite actor, Sandra Bullock, and one of the best romantic comedies I have seen in a while) followed by a delicious dinner of tapas at Casa Asturiana. We picked a restaurant over a sushi train so we could engage in some gazing into each other's eyes, and sitting there, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have found my soulmate for life.


Even waiting for the train to go home, which took forever, was wonderful with him beside me. Yeah, yeah, I know, time to throw up again! Enjoy that, and I will go back to dreamily talking about my lovely guy and the joy he has brought to my life.


I am a happy, happy man.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Project 289 - Day 104 : Flat Out Like a Colloquial Lizard and the World is BBQ!

I do not like Mondays.

"Wow! Hold the press!" you scream out loud in the office, making you look like a mental patient with an insufficient prescribed dose of calming medication surging through your veins, and a Luddite, who is still reading their newspapers in the real world, rather than online, and forgets that these days, it's more like "Hold the emailed digitized word count!" or something like that!..... OK now what was I saying?

Anyway, Impressions-of-Luddite-Madness creating screaming rants aside, I appreciate that disliking Mondays is hardly a revelation. I mean, I am fairly certain that saying "All those who like Mondays please step forward onto the freeway into oncoming traffic and..... OK wait, that's a bad example! But you get the idea. No one likes Mondays.

But what made today worse was the happy crowd who stood in the BBQ area just outside my window for 2 hours eating sausages, conducting sparkling conversations and laughing in a "I am not in my cubicle!" kind of way. They did eventually leave - perhaps it was me pelting them with paper clips that did it? - but not before the damage was done.

I foresee a lengthy therapy session just as soon as I schedule a meeting with an actual therapist. Till then blogging will have to do, along with chocolate.... lots of chocolate....

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Project 289 - Day 103 : Who's a Flaming Queen?

Today was a very quiet day indeed.

Well at least in my corner of the world. Yes I did have a delightful brunch with my friend Justin @ South End, a favourite cafe of mine on King Street, and I did get my hair buzzcutted after which I indulged in the supreme existential thrill of grocery shopping (I remembered my green bags this time!! Score for the environment...and my memory which hasn't completely failed yet!), but beyond that, it was all napping, reading and some tidying up...

I did however make some time in my self-indulgent day to see my wonderful friend, Fahmi (pcitured above looking ever so, um not straight! LOL) , newly arrived back from his holiday in Singapore (thus ending my cat feeding duties with the very pattable, Simone the cat), who had some goodies for me, held in a bag from a fabulously names store - "Flaming Queen".

How appropo darling! I loved the gifts and I love the store name! Think I shall travel to Singapore just to shop there! Don't laugh - that is just the sort of thing I would do! If I had endless money..... and holidays..... hmm just as well got me the gifts and funky bag then!

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Project 289 - Day 102 : The Day of Simple Things

This is my recycling, resplendent in the green tub (how appropo a colour huh?) I have used for years....
What an exciting photo you say! I can't believe that we get to see such exciting parts of Andrew's legendarily thrilling life, with it's myriad fascinating and mysterious facets! To which I say - what on earth are you smoking? Put it down now and just say "No!"

Or at least - not yet! That way, you will be clear headed enough to know that today was a very quiet, "kiss-my-boyfriend-as-he-leaves-at-lunchtime-to-go-home-and-sleep-off-his-flu-then-I-read-the-paper-and-napped-day-before-going-to-his-place-that-night-to-cook-soy-chicken-kebabs-and-watch-"The Italian Job"-on-TV-while-snuggled-on-the-couch" kind of days......

I wonder if I get any points for liberal use of dashes..... I think it's only fair.... I have just done for dashes what I had already done for exclamation marks....just a thought.....

Saturday Wisdom

Friday, June 26, 2009

Project 289 - Day 101 : The Death of Icons - Goodbye Farrah Fawcett & Michael Jackson

I wasn't intending to blog this early in the day but the news this morning has compelled me to do so.

I had barely got to work at 7.30 when I heard that two icons of my childhood - Farrah Fawcett, and Michael Jackson - had both died on the same day. I can still vividly remember sitting in a friend's living room listening to "Beat It" and "Billie Jean" for the first time, and of course, how can I forget Farrah from her days in "Charlie's Angels", which, despite it's cheesiness, is still a show I'll watch to this day on DVD. I am not usually one to wallow in nostalgia, given that I am very much a man who, while he values his past, relishes the present, and eagerly anticipates the future, but in this instance I am going to wallow and reflect just for a moment.

RIP Both of you - your lives on earth may have been tumultuous, and in Michael's case just plain weird and off putting, but you entered the popular zeitgeist like few others of your time, and that is the yardstick by which I mark your passing. Let us all hope that you both find the peace in the hereafter that eluded you while you were alive.

Farrah Fawcett's Obituary

Actress Farrah Fawcett, the Charlie's Angels television star whose big smile and feathered blond mane made her one of the reigning sex symbols of the 1970s, has died of cancer. She was 62.
Fawcett, first vaulted to stardom by an alluring poster of her in a red swimsuit, was diagnosed with anal cancer in late 2006.
It spread to her liver in 2007, proving resistant to numerous medical treatments in Germany and California.
"After a long and brave battle with cancer, our beloved Farrah has passed away," Fawcett's long time companion, actor Ryan O'Neal, said in a statement.
"Although this is an extremely difficult time for her family and friends, we take comfort in the beautiful times that we shared with Farrah over the years and the knowledge that her life brought joy to so many people around the world."
Fawcett's death in a Los Angeles hospital came just six weeks after the TV broadcast in May of a video diary she made chronicling her battle with cancer and her final months.
Called Farrah's Story, the documentary was effectively a self-penned obituary by the actress, who was bedridden and had lost her famous hair by the time it was shown.
O'Neal said she had wanted to tell her story on her own terms.
Fawcett's close friend Alana Stewart, ex-wife of rocker Rod Stewart, told Entertainment Tonight after leaving the hospital on Thursday; "I just lost my best friend. Her death was very peaceful."
Fawcett, born February 2, 1947, in Corpus Christi, Texas, was an art student in college before she began modeling, appearing in shampoo ads.
She started guest-starring on TV in the late 1960s and appeared on the television hit The Six Million Dollar Man after marrying the show's star, Lee Majors, in 1974. The couple divorced in the early 1980s.
Angel culture
Fawcett's career took off thanks to a poster of her posing flirtatiously with a brilliant smile in a red one-piece bathing suit.
It sold millions of copies and led to her being cast in 1976 in Charlie's Angels, an action show about three beautiful, strong women private detectives.
As the tanned and glamorous Jill Munroe - part of a trio that included Jaclyn Smith and Kate Jackson - Fawcett was the hit show's most talked-about star.
She left Charlie's Angels after only one season but lawsuit settlements brought her back to guest-star in subsequent years.
Fawcett's face appeared on T-shirts, posters and dolls. She came to epitomise the glamorous California lifestyle and inspired a worldwide craze for blown-out, feathered-back hair.
The New York Times once described that hair as "a work of art ... emblematic of women in the first stage of liberation -- strong, confident and joyous".
"Her hair needed its own phone line," Charlie's Angels co-star Smith recalled later.
In late 2008, Fawcett shaved her own hair when it began falling out because of her cancer treatments.
Serious roles
While Fawcett's early career was marked by lightweight roles, the actress sought to play down her sex symbol image in more challenging dramas in the '80s.
She earned critical acclaim for her performance as a battered wife in 1984's The Burning Bed, for which she received the first of three Emmy nominations.
The off-Broadway play and subsequent film Extremities, in which Fawcett played a woman who takes revenge on a would-be attacker, earned one of her six Golden Globe nominations.
Fawcett posed for Playboy magazine in 1995, the same year she received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
She had one son, Redmond, with O'Neal. Redmond O'Neal, now 24, was arrested on several occasions in 2008 and 2009 for heroin and methamphetamine offenses leading to time in jail.
In the last few years, Fawcett appeared frequently on entertainment TV, where she shared details of her battle with cancer.
But she was outraged when news of her deteriorating condition was leaked to tabloid newspapers.
A Los Angeles hospital employee was charged in 2008 with stealing and selling Fawcett's medical records, leading to a new California law imposing tighter controls on medical files and stiffer penalties for privacy breaches.
- Reuters

MICHAEL JACKSON


Pop legend Michael Jackson is reported to have died of a heart attack after he was rushed to hospital in Los Angeles.
Jackson suffered a cardiac arrest earlier today, according to CNN and entertainment news website TMZ.com.
TMZ is now reporting he has died.
"We've just learned Michael Jackson has died," TMZ said.
"Michael suffered a cardiac arrest earlier this afternoon and paramedics were unable to revive him.
"We're told when paramedics arrived Jackson had no pulse and they never got a pulse back," the entertainment website said.
There has been no official confirmation of the reported death and spokespersons for Jackson could not be reached for comment.
Earlier, The LA Times reported paramedics went to the singer's home and found him not breathing.
The newspaper said paramedics performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation at the scene before taking him to the UCLA Medical Centre hospital.
Jackson had been due to start a series of comeback concerts in London on July 13 running until March 2010.
He had been rehearsing in the Los Angeles area for the past two months.
The shows for the 50 London concerts sold out within hours of going on sale earlier this year.
Jackson started out as a child star in the band The Jackson 5 more than 40 years ago.
He has lived as a virtual recluse since his acquittal in 2005 on charges of child molestation.
There have been concerns about Jackson's health in recent years but the promoters of the London concerts, AEG Live, said in March that Jackson had passed a four-and-a-half hour physical examination with independent doctors.
- ABC/AFP/Reuters

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Project 289 - Day 100 : Bigger Than a Blog on a High Carb Diet

Wow its my 100th blog in Project 289!



So to celebrate, in typical me fashion, where too much is never enough, I am going to commemorate this amazing milestone with an epic entry where I reflect on the enormity of the achievement (like getting Unwired's wireless modem to cough up enough internet time at night for instance when it clearly didn't want to), or pause to think back to those heady, crazy days of March this year when I was younger, more confident and dare I say just a little naive, thinking that a big city Executive Assistant from the inner city suburbs, could actually make it big in the blogosphere..... 


Or I could wonder about what makes me, a 43 year old man surrounded by contemporaries who only listen to Human League and think a tweet is the sound that a discordant bird makes, up to my cyber neck in fast-breaking, society-altering new technologies like blogging, Twitter-ing or Facebook-ing (I love my made up verbs and that's a fact!), so inclined to plunge on in to new experiences, new ways of doing things, and incorporating them in a meaningful way into my life.....


I love this blog. I love the creative outlet it gives me when my job, which I love, is not imbued with a massive amount of creative fulfillment. I love that I get to write, express who I am, what I am thinking and feeling, and what matters to me, in a way that reflects very much the serious/silly dichotomy that powers me through life. I was once told by my writing teacher that I could make taking out the garbage sound like fun if I wrote about it, and whether that's true or not, I do love having an outlet where I can express what matters to me in life; a place that gives me the chance to work out what's happening to me, even if it's a relatively trivial thing, which let's face it a lot of life is.



..... and yet, trivial or not, even small things can have an impact on us, and this is my place to work out what that moment/event/feeling means to me and place it in some form of context. Blogging has been painted many times as a tool to give the self-absorbed the chance to practise their vanity, which frankly is a bit of an overreaction, because who of us has the right to look at someone else's life and say "That isn't worth noting", and "That is a pointless thing to reflect on" when what matters is how that thing touches upon that person's life.


So this is my blog. My chance to be uncompromisingly me. My place to say "I am an extrovertive over-the-top, colour-loving, humour-addicted gay man" and this is who I am, and this is what matters to me. 


I like this place.


 

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