At the back of the Department of Social Services in Tuggeranong, there is a paddock adjacent to the staff car park. When you’re there at dusk, you’re greeted with this sight: Seriously, how many kangaroos is that? They’re not cute little weeny wallabies. These are kangaroos. KANGAROOS. Look at the…
This morning, the Twitterspere was all aflap about this piece of garbage: The Top 7 reasons why posting politics kills your career (please note that this post has been taken down by the site. They cited as reason that “it was acceptable to write about politics when the subject was…
I’m leaving tomorrow to go to Supanova Melbourne. If you’re in Melbourne or are also coming, come and say hello. I’m in the Artists’ Alley at table 36. We’re leaving tomorrow, because on Thursday, my daughter and I are planning a photography trip to the Twelve Apostles. Let’s hope the…
A family of Tawny Frogmouths sometimes sits in a tree in the neighbour’s yard. These are nocturnal birds, and sit like this all day while trying to pretend that they’re sticks and ignoring other birds that are trying to pester them away.
