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The fires of hell

If someone offers you coconut oil with chili extract as a mosquito repellent, just say NO.

Not because it doesn’t work (it does!) but because it burns like the fires of hell. It burns even after you think you’ve washed it all off (twice).

But we will

The first thought that came to mind in response to the outcome of the Australian national elections on Threatened Species Day, 7 September 2013:

“It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government to save the environment.” – Ansel Adams

Where does all the sh*t go?

The next time you’re relaxing in a posh hotel or an ‘eco-resort’, the question you need to ask yourself is “where does all the shit go?”. This is inevitably the hurdle where all but the truly cleanest and greenest fall.

I don’t just mean what you flush down the toilet, but all the waste from the kitchen, the leftover packaging, the little bottles of half-used shampoo and soap wrappers, the cigarette ends and chewing gum and bottle caps. Where does it all go?

Ode to a pedicab

To the tune of “Smelly Cat” (with apologies to Phoebe Buffet).

Pedicab, pedicab,

I really hate using you

Pedicab, pedicab,

It’s not your fault.

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The Hitchhiker’s Guide to Elections

Local and State Government elections are looming in Queensland, and this will be my first opportunity to vote as an Australian. I wish I was more excited about this, but frankly, the whole hullabaloo makes me want to run for the hills.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m a big fan of democracy and I intend to participate in it, but I’m inclined to agree with the late, great, Douglas Adams –

“Well, I mean, yes idealism, yes the dignity of pure research, yes the pursuit of truth in all its forms, but there comes a point I’m afraid where you begin to suspect that the entire multidimensional infinity of the Universe is almost certainly being run by a bunch of maniacs. And if it comes to a choice between spending yet another ten million years finding that out, and on the other hand just taking the money and running, then I for one could do with the exercise.”
~ The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

Dear spiders…

I know that you’re a miracle of evolution with your squillions of eyes, and gazillions of variations, and your ability to produce silk that’s stronger than steel, but you creep me out.