time out

the holidays are ususally quiet, but it is especially so for the TFAAF blog as we are all off to pastures anew. so happy holidays to our faithful 3-5 readers. we'll be back in january for a triptastic new year. [cue jazz hands].

The boxes you don't tick

Van Ramblings and I made a TO DO list in preparation for leaving London - actually a TO DO schedule with time slots for each task. This included essential tasks like mail redirection, cut gas and energy bills, change address, buy, sell, and for me...herbal highs.

I bought these legal highs a few months ago. But could never find an accomplice (you know Ramblings is high off Fleetwood Mac). Last weekend's time slot came and went.

So when a Bizarro Gnome asked me what I regret not doing in London, it's these. And now I find out they're easier to get online than an Amazon book. So close, so far away. Oh well, at least life is still about to get all triptastic.

just plain coco loco

hi. it's december. it's called winter. today was 2C/35F degrees in london. why are you 8 nutters eating lunch outside on the sidewalk?! 

Touch Kiki

Always a blast. Kiki, horses, Kiki, horses....

admirable or coco loco? (holiday greetings edition)

the above (i assume holiday) card was left for my neighbor. it says patrick + girlfriend (sorry). 

hmmm...i don't know what to think about this one. i suppose it is admirable - the sender acknowledges patrick's significant other. but not so much that they remember her name. then there is the fact that the sender apologizes for this directly on the front of the envelope - that's a bit coco loco. 

i'm natalie imbruglia torn on this one, folks. 

self-important pizza

so, my pizza place has new boxes (pictured) which can now turn into a cardboard plate, on which you can eat your slice. on the box are printed things like: I am your ecologically friendly plate; Lift me off; Recycle me. but, my favorite one by far is this cracker: I am really neat. egotistical pizza. yum. 

ah, technology

two fish and a flame and a friend recently took a roadtrip. all across the motorway were signs for high-tech speed cameras (yet, we couldn't actually see any of them). anyhow, it's pretty funny that the sign for said high-tech speed camera (left) is that of about the oldest image of a camera you could find (right). who approved this?

ladies, this is not for you

ladies, step away from the tissues. you cannot handle these. they are MANSIZE tissues, for MANFLU and MANCOLDS only. 

make mine a double

came across this service today - a spin on the charitable 'meals on wheels' - that would be 'drinks on wheels: after hours alcohol delivery'. this appears to be a dude with a bike who you ring up, request a bev and then wait for him to bike over. i can't tell if this is genius or crap.

Got nothin'

So I am reading this book about account planning. You know thinking about the future and stuff. The book comes to the section about what characteristics make a good planner and aside from the basics strategic stuff they stress that being a bit weird and having bizarre hobbies/interests is very important. It got me thinking. I am not sure that I am interesting enough to be a planner. My weirdness extends to an unnatural obsession with star trek and my most bizarre hobby is yoga. I mean not really the stuff skeleton closets are made of.

So in short, got nothin. I suddenly realised I need plan to become more interesting. I need to get me some weird but cool and interesting mojo. Ideas? Now look out the window....Ideas? Now scratch your head....Ideas?

No seriously. Ideas? Thumb-wrestling champion of Australia? Lecturer at a top Australian University where I specialised in interpretive dance?

an imaginary conversation at sunrise

hall: gee, oates, now that it's the 80s what are we going to do about our smooth 70s sound? all the kids are digging electro-pop these days. 

oates: i don't know, hall. maybe we spice it up a bit - i've been working on a song called 'maneater'. more importantly, hall - what about our look? do you think is should shave my 'stache?