Courtesy of Sandrine, The Bush Administration’s Top 40 Lies about War and Terrorism.
Powderfinger rocked! As did Jebediah. I hadn’t realised how many good songs Jebediah have.
The only hassle was the two annoying girls in front of us, who insisted on standing and dancing badly the whole way through. One looked like she was channelling an aerobics instructor from 1997. We amused ourselves thinking of ways to kill them.
I saw a postman today, for the first time in ages. I felt like giving him a sarcastic cheer as he struggled under the weight of his postbag. I’m still waiting on the contact lenses I ordered ages ago, so I’ve been wearing my glasses out. I was told they made me look like a ‘real lesbian’. I don’t know what that means I looked like before.

Thanks to Becs I’m going to see Jebediah and Powderfinger at the Shepherd’s Bush Empire tonight. Wooo!
Yesterday’s office conversation: if you were an insect (or a spider) which one would you be, and why? I don’t know what they found to talk about before I started there.

“Milk and meat from cloned animals will not need special approval or labelling for sale in the United States, the country’s food regulator is likely to decide.” (BBC)
“Cloning animals is currently too expensive to be practical for food production, but farmers could clone top-quality animals for breeding.”
Or they could do it the old-fashioned way, and breed them. Didn’t they discover that cloned animals had badly damaged DNA?

I’ve been looking at different free CMS for a new project. This blog is a pretty good description of my problems with PostNuke so far. I’m going to install Xaraya tomorrow, assuming I don’t get completely wiped out at French Kiss/SoxaN and assorted after-parties. If I was a real geek I’d have no life and I wouldn’t have to worry about it.

Our destiny: an expat’s perspective” says a lot of what I want to say about John Howard. Since I’m wicked and I’m lazy, I’m going to post the relevant bits here.
“It’s also been interesting to note that of late I’m received differently when entering countries or talking to people of other nationalities than I used to be, and that’s disappointing.”

One of Howard’s favourite and most upsetting tricks: “the Prime Minister of the country overrode popular opinion and the opinion of his own party and used the Constitution to force his own morale code on to the public.”

“John Howard would like Australians to see him as a compassionate man, yet this is a man who refuses to fight for the rights of Australians being held unlawfully by the United States military; a man who willfully ignores the doctrines and conventions of the United Nations; a man who unlawfully detains people seeking entry to this country under refuge status to flee persecution in their lands of origin.”

“How to win an election? Make people afraid of something and then find someone to attach the fear to so the people have someone to direct their anger at”

“calling anyone with enough intelligence and audacity to question the government un-Australian.”

“Keep asking questions and you will “rip the mask” from John Howard’s and the government’s face so that they have no discourse, nowhere to hide and will have to finally be accountable for their actions.”

Belated recruiter response of the week:
“Further to earlier contacts between [company] and yourself I herby send
you this E-mail. During my search for skilled candidates I found your
details.
I’m having a role available at the moment that could be of your interest.”
How lovely. Except that my last contact with them was March 2002, and I’m now living in another country.

It’s amazing how arrogant a couple of scrubbers can get after ‘powdering their noses’:
“One patron who slipped under the cordon was given the royal treatment by Paris, who had matted her lipstick on a hand towel. “Here, keep this,” she said, “you might make a fortune with it one day”.” (Age)