doomed, i tell you

Today the girl-cat brought home a gift: I'm not sure precisely what kind of snake it is, although it is teeny tiny, so I suspect it's a baby something. Which is kind of worrying, because that means there's a mother, presumably a rather larger mother, somewhere nearby. The colour makes me suspect it's a baby […]

is that a stick in your balustrading…?

Came home today to find the biggest stick insect in the world1 hanging out by the rabbit's cage. At first I told myself, no, it's a stick. Really, it's just a stick. A stick with six perfectly aligned legs, complete with teeny feet clinging to the balustrade. A stick with antennae. You know what's ridiculous? […]

forget jumping in puddles, no more bare feet for me

Found a funnel web in the pool yesterday, but we left "little" atrax robustus alone a whole extra day before fishing him out — these spiders are notoriously slow to drown and have been known to recover even after two days' submersion. Won't catch me thrusting my hand into the pool filter for a couple […]

it's spider season

They're everywhere. I can't walk two paces outside without stumbling into a web and devolving into panicked swipings at my head and back in a vain attempt to rid myself of the silk and (more to the point) any possible spider. This year it's little black and orange beggars everywhere. I can't remember if I've […]

i should have been a pair of ragged claws

Came home from work yesterday1 to find the invisible tree2 outside the eastern windows full of rainbow lorikeets. More precisely, one adult lorikeet, and a swarm of babies, all drunk on the goodness that is the invisible tree's seed pods. Wildlife that not only doesn't kill, maim, or harm you but is actually pretty and […]

melbourne: the duration

Rufus: Unless you have already fallen under the power of Rufus, you will not understand THE AWESOME of this concert. I will content myself with the comment that watching grown men in dinner suits leaping and prancing and tumbling about the stage like sprained acrobats, or truckies given their first taste of choreography, while Rufus […]

you're going where…?

The deathmarch continues unabated. I have now abandoned all pretence of understanding the rules of grammar or syntax, the meaning of any given word in the english language, and indeed appropriate times to laugh or talk. Apparently you shouldn't indulge either impulse while you're alone. Who knew? Pshaw, I say. Friends and family are beginning […]

i've just examined my life and found it wanting

The Pope, the evening news tells me, loved the koala. This is not particularly surprising — everybody loves the koalas. I have finished the small stuff on the copyedits, and have only the big-fix pass to go. This, of course, is the slower and more frustrating pass, as it forces me to dig ever deeper […]

search terms

It's time for that always fun not-quite-a-meme, analysing the search terms that brought people to the site. STOP 0x0000007e (or some variant thereof) Ah, the dreaded blue screen of death. Sorry, people, I can't help you on this one, other than to say I share your pain. This is the BSoD error I'm getting lately, […]

lions and tigers and bears, oh my

Walked face-first into a spiderweb today. Always fun. Mind you, close up, the sound of my hair tearing free of the spider silk was rather spectacular. The minutes I then spent picking spider web off my face and peering frantically to make sure there wasn't a wolf spider in my hair or down my top, […]