Freak Eee

I finally got around to purchasing a David Sedaris novel (Naked) to read - the guy absolutely cracked me up when I heard him reading some of his material aloud on the radio. The book was ok but I was a little underwhelmed after my slightly soaring expectations.*

So... today I had to put my finished tome somewhere and I considered getting some credit for it at the local secondhand bookstore, but (speaking of secondhand...) on the other hand, I thought, it might be a good idea to keep it and pass it along to others who might like to read it. Unconsciously, I flicked the book open and immediately laid my eyes upon this line:

I thought I might throw the book away or maybe even burn it, but like a perfectly good outgrown sweater, it seemed a shame to destroy it when the world was full of people who might get some use out of it.

Righto then...!


Kinda freaky when stuff like that happens eh? Almost as freaky as when someone announces yet another tour after their farewell tour The Last Time... which obviously should have been called The Nearly Last Time, followed by Almost the Last Time, and now this one would be called Could Maybe Be The Last Time Or At Least The Penultimate But Don't Hold Your Breath Tour.



* Looks like I'm not the only one. Just read this when looking for a link for the book.

Weather or not

You may have noticed, and I'd like to delude myself that you have, that I've been away. Well I'm back now and I've developed a theory about myself and my special talents... (or talent).

I spent some time in southern Victoria over Christmas and the weather was colder than a Perth winter. I returned to WA to see Vic was suffering temperatures in the 40s. In February I flew back to stay in Vic for a couple of months and it had wonderfully cosy weather! The poor place has been in a terrible drought for years but whilst I was there it persisted in being rainy and grey and was lovely weather for being inside with a hot cup of tea and a good book. Perth meanwhile suffered less rain than ever... until I returned the other day. Now it's been raining (is pissing down as I type this) and today it will rain so much there's to be 'localised flooding'. Should be quite a storm actually as they've predicted winds up to 125km (I have stoically responded to the repeated weather warnings today by bringing in my wind chime).

So, my theory is that my talent lies in enhancing an area's rainfall and general storminess/cosiness. I am feeling quite chuffed about this actually and shall enjoy my heightened status above the rest of the less weather-influential hoi polloi... until either:

a) today's storm destroys half of Perth with thousands left homeless/roofless/fenceless (defenceless! the state then invaded by washed up hordes of refugees), or,

b) the Chinese government gives up that cloud seeding stuff over their arid agricultural areas and in turn kidnap me in order to persuasively host me around the place as needs arise.


Until then I shall daydream about all the monetary gains to be, um, gained by, uh, me. Wonderful, weathery me.