Category: Bunnies

They’re furry, they’re furious, and thy’re very, very cute. Be Afraid.

A visitor

Lizard

Mark was busy in the garden today. He borrowed Ted’s new whipper snipper and cleared a lot of the back garden, and some of the front garden. He uncovered the grape vine, which we thought was dead. I moved some mulch around its base, and found this little guy. He’s a Blue Tongued Lizard, and a lovely healthy specimen, which is a great joy to us. Having “a bluey” in the garden is a good sign of a healthy environment.

Speaking of which, I am relishing the challenge of my current job. It’s a retail/service company, but one that I know I can help. They started about a year ago, and had such rapid growth that they haven’t had time to work out good procedures and processes. It’s my job to go through the place with a fine tooth comb and make things work. I’m a consultant, and they are prepared to print me a business card with the title “Queen of the Goddamn Motherfucking Universe”.

Gotta love someone who believes in you.

An Essay

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David was kind enough to include an essay of mine in this weeks podcast. We recorded it last week, and I listened to it this morning on my way in to SSK.

It made sense to me, and I hope some people will be amused. Obviously I am convinced that I sound like a moron and that no-one will laugh, and that David is just humouring me by including it. The more rational part of my brain recognises that David really cares about the quality of his show, and he actually included it because it doesn’t suck. So I am going with the grown up interpretation, and hoping that I get good comments about it.

The bunnies (from left to right Vernon, Vice and Virtue) live with my friend Damian (not a knitter), and he was kind enough to loan them to us for a week while he went to a conference in QLD. He was also kind enough to give us a case of wine for the privilege. Yes ladies, he’s single….

And another FO. Last night I gave Andrew his birthday cross stitch, and he just sent me a cameraphone pic that I can put on the blog…

Cross stitch

Not duck salad

No ducks were harmed in the making of our dinner tonight, despite the fact that we ate “Crispy Duck Salad”, and “Spicy Fried Rice with Duck”.
We went to the Green Palace in Newtown, which is bloody superb. After a day of hayfever, I probably could have done with less chilli, but it was our own fault (mine mainly) for choosing dishes with more than a modicum of chilli. It’s refreshing to find a Sydney restaurant that actually uses a decent amount of fresh chilli, but we were caught out a little by it.
A selection of tasty fried morsels to start (the mushroom toast wonderful), and a “cleanskin” Pikes Polish Hill Riesling from Vintage Cellars (it’s a very good year for cleanskins, a $20 wine for under $10), a lovely Tom Kha, and the two mains, all for just over $40. And the staff were very smiley (I needed that to counteract today, and the interminable trance chanting “music”).
Buddhism is all well and good, and I am totally and utterly for any religion that advocates peace and non violence to all (humans and non- humans), but please keep the fucking chanting to yourself, and give me back my gin.
But if you feed me good, fresh, clean and intense flavoured food, I can take a bit of chanting with my crispy chilli not duck.
We’ll be going back.

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The Big Questions

They’ve invented a toothpaste with glitter in it. Toothpaste. With GLITTER.

All well and good. Of course I’ll be racing off to the supermarket to by glittery paste to slather on my pearly whites.

Except – they probably force feed it to rabbits to find out how much glitter kills 50% of a test group.

It’s called an LD50 test. Sounds innocuous, but it stands for “Lethal Dose – 50%”.

Which is horrible, and pointless, and very, very common. If the package doesn’t say “no animal testing”, it’s safe to assume there is some nasty things being done to furry people in the name of product research.

So, do I go for the glitter, and let the furbags fend for themselves ? I know, you’re probably thinking that I wouldn’t dream of compromising my principles for toothpaste – but I’m not quite that deep.

Toothpaste…. With glitter. It fair does my head in.

The Happy Couple

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Mark and I are thinking of Vietnam for our holiday. Mum and Dad have been to an island resort on Whale Island, so we might have a week of adventuring, and a week of vegetating on the island. If you’ve been to Vietnam, please lob in with a comment and let me know what you liked and didn’t like about the country, the people, the availability of vegetarian food, whatever…

P.S. Have you noticed that the judge that passed sentence on Saddam Hussein looks a lot like Ben Kingsley?

Congratulations to the happy couple

Blueberry and Monkey are now cohabiting, and we have our kitchen back ! Hooray!

And of course, they have a buddy to hang with. Life must be pretty boring for a solitary bun in a tiny backyard hutch. B&M aren’t exactly best friends yet, but there hasn’t been any nastyness (just a bit of humping), and I have high hopes for their future together.