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Where’s my jetpack, then?

Where’s my jetpack, then?

We just found this in a magazine: the InHealth phone using NASA’s eNose tech­no­logy to sense what a user is eating and advise on diet­ary needs. Wel­come to the future, people. Talk­ing about tech­no­logy to drool over, Doug and I went to look at what might be my new…

Vale Ted Lord

Ted Lord was a poet and com­munity-minded indi­vidual who hosted Dan O’Con­nell poetry on a Sat­urday for many, many years in Mel­bourne. I was sad this morn­ing to read of his death, although he’d had a long life and from what I can gather, a hard one at times. He was a…

Argh! The US on climate change

I have huge prob­lems with the idea of the G8. I don’t think there should be a ruling class like this making decisions for the rest of us. But when those decisions are good things, like rein­ing in the run­away idiocy of their cor­por­a­tions and trying to save some space…

Tech envy

Doug was trying to make Aper­ture jump through hoops the other day and decided the busi­ness needed a faster machine. He went for a quick drive and came home with a MacPro with 4Gb RAM and 750Gb HD. Holy tamole. I am sooo envi­ous. Even if I do get to play with it, it’s…

FireDrums 2007

FireDrums 2007

Over the week­end, we went to Big Basin State Forest for Fire­Drums V. It was a magical week­end, mys­tical and wild, even if it was emo­tion­ally drain­ing at times. I lit my poi for the first time ever and Doug and I did a quiet little Beltaine ritual in front of the big…

FireDrums 07

FireDrums 07

An incred­ible week­end of drum­ming and firespin­ning for Beltaine week­end. For now, photos. There was a large firepit. There were firespin­ners. There were incred­ibly sexy people, wear­ing hats I really want. And flag-dan­cers.   I spent some of Sat­urday practicing…

SkyHigh

SkyHigh

No, not the movie. It’s a tram­po­line place a little way from here and we headed there on Thursday to get some exer­cise in. Really, it’s quite a workout if you do it right. This is Tina’s boy­friend Andrew jump­ing over her head. Let’s just say some of us are in better…

May 1, cinqo de mayo, beltaine

Well, today is May Day, tra­di­tion­ally a day of work­er’s rights. There were ral­lies through­out Cali­for­nia for labor issues and I figure it’s an appro­pri­ate time for me to com­ment on my obser­va­tions. One of the teens around me right now men­tioned that his work has…

Whoa…

I‑80 col­lapses after tanker crash I was just on this stretch of road yes­ter­day, driv­ing back from Alameda (where we had Anzac day lunch at a New Zea­l­and res­taur­ant with mizchalmers) to San Fran­cisco to buy lovely Moroc­can fur­niture from La Kasbah. Just for the record…

Busybody’s heaven

Sit­ting in the only decent coffee shop in Sil­icon Valley makes for inter­est­ing ear-candy. Just about every day there’s another Google-staffer, Apple-staffer, Yahoo-staffer or start-up hope­ful talk­ing with friends about some issue they’re having or some breakthrough…

Observations and links

Observations and links

We live near an ele­ment­ary school. Every morn­ing I can hear a young child recit­ing the pledge of alle­gi­ance to Amer­ica. It’s odd. It’s everything I dis­liked when I was at school about nation­al­ism at school. It’s everything I dis­liked about flags and Anzac day and all…

It is forbidden to forbid

In a dis­cus­sion about road signs here, Doug and I agreed that the major dif­fer­ence between Aus­tralia and Amer­ica is that in Aus­tralia, everything is for­bid­den unless expressly per­mit­ted while in Amer­ica, everything is per­mit­ted unless expressly for­bid­den. There is a…

Phoenix Emberstone

Phoenix Emberstone

pas­sion­ate polit­ical poet

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