Oh this is choice. Darp lays into that obnoxious twat Tim Blair. The only right wing media fucktard I dislike more than Andrew Bolt.
Archive for August, 2004
Darp explains how Tim Blair sucks arse
August 29th, 2004Back in the other smoke
August 29th, 2004Back in Sydney. Melbourne still there. Saw grandfather. Grandfather not well. But good to see him. He is still compus mentus which meant he understood what we talked about. We discussed my renovations, the news of the day, the nurses – who he teases mercilessly. I think they love him though, so many of those people are gaga and unresponsive, at least granddad is mentally mostly there and engages with them. That must be awesome when most of the rest of the people you’re looking after just lie there or are vegetative. They all seem to think he is sweet. We haven’t corrected them because hell he seems to be these days.
He’s not eating well though – wouldn’t touch his main meal – only ate dessert and the pureed fruit – which I feed to him. Conned me into trying the pureed main meal. God-awful and I don’t blame him for not eating it. He thought me eating it was hilarous. Still a canny old bastard.
Caught up with B and N and ate some food, went to an exhibition. Then I fell off the wagon. In a big way. No smoking though. Barely. But no smoking.
Fought off a shocking hangover and had breakie in Brunswick St with the lovely Ruth. Bumped into various peoples on the way there too – a bit memory lane like. Then fought off nausea on the plane and got back to Sydney where Lu was nice enough to come pick me up.
And a Vietnamese meal. I love living in the Inner West.
Burwood
August 25th, 2004Why iptables is NOT my friend
August 25th, 2004Last gasp on my current chapter. Almost there and lacking all energy to finish it. It’s all iptables and firewalling focussed which I do not enjoy writing about. Firewall rules bore the shit out of me. Must complete last two sections… Must… 
Three more chapters to go. Three. Nearly there.
P.S. Though I have this other idea I’d like to write something about Nagios next. I know … shut up me. I am an idiot. Finish book now. Write other book later. Don’t even think about other book. “Jim can we talk about this idea I’ve got….” 
*bounces head off desk* Ah better…
Granddad
August 24th, 2004Well it appears my grandfather is not doing so well. Actually bluntly he’s dying. He’s been sick for a while and in a nursing home for the last couple of years. I am actually quite distraught about this. I know that sounds weird – like why wouldn’t I be distraught? – but …. shit hard to explain. You have just got to know me I guess. Not good with emotion. Fuck the only emotion I majored in was angry.
So I am making a lightning trip to Melbourne this weekend. Get in at midnight on Friday and leave midday Sunday so not likely to catch anyone. But if anyone is not doing anything on Saturday night maybe I will fall off the wagon in a big way. If I do I want to go somewhere pub-like and drink okay? No artsy-fartsy bars or clubs or anything. Booze. Dark corners. Hard liquor.
Guardian Books – ‘It’s your shout, then we can start discussing VS Naipaul’
August 18th, 2004This is a cool concept. Marcus? Zac? When (if) we’re ever all back in the same city we are so starting one of these…
Beneath Clouds
August 16th, 2004Watched Beneath Clouds again tonight. It has got to be one of the finest Australian films ever made. Subtle, moving and intelligent. Beautifully filmed too and with a magnificant soundtrack that really drives the movie. The last five minutes too. Amazing and touching.
All about things Armenian… (aka Armenian Chicken Soup)
August 15th, 2004My latest cuisine interest is Armenian food. Armenia is a little country sort of wedged between Turkey, Azerbaijian and Georgia. The Armenians have had some damn hard knocks in the last century or so including the Armenian Genocide between 1915 and 1923 where 1.5 million Armenians were exterminated by the Turks (and after this gets googled and I get hate mail from militant Turks – read your history peoples – YOU DID DO THIS – the Armenian population didn’t go from 2.5 million to basically zero in eight years by natural causes). After the genocide the remaining Armenians migrated mostly to the United States but small communities ended up in Australia too.
So I have been reading up about their food and trying a few things. I can recommend Armenian Chicken Soup:
ARMENIAN CHICKEN SOUP
1 litre of chicken broth
1 cup of rice
2 eggs
1/2 cup of lemon juice
Salt & Pepper
Heat the broth until boiling adding salt to taste. Add rice and cook until rice tender. Beat the eggs and lemon juice in a bowl until well combined. Add a cup of the boiling broth slowly into the bowl and mix gently. Turn heat off on the broth and let cool slightly. When the broth is warm to hot add the egg, lemon juice and broth sauce mix into the broth slowly. Be careful if the broth is too hot the egg will curdle. Blend the sauce into the broth.
If reheating the broth use a gentle heat to prevent egg being curdled.
Armenian food for lazy peoples
But if you are feeling a little lazy, want to try Armenian food, and are in the Sydney region I can recommend Ani at 86 Blaxland Rd, Ryde (in the little bit of Blaxland Rd before Devlin Rd) which is an excellent (and the only) Armenian restaurant in Sydney. Call (02) 9808 1944 for booking. The food is exceptional and the staff very friendly. A little warning though – most Armenians are quite Christian – the staff seem uncomfortable with swearing and especially Christian blasphemy – which if people know my language means I had to be a little bit quiet and refrain the loud exclamations of “Christ on a stick this is damn fine Armenian pickles”.
It’s all about De-Anne’s bananas – Opinion – The Age
August 13th, 2004This is a great little letter – found via Crikey .
Don’t Vote Howard!
Idiot on parade…
August 12th, 2004Given the email I just received (I am presuming because of my last two posts) saying essentially: “you are a homo, a poofter and take it up the arse and all fags should die” I think I need a page like this for people to get the drift about the concept of a weblog and its authorship. Don’t presume you fucktard – read. Idiots. *shakes head*
