Still life   24/7/2014

This means it was a good day for bike riding. Now if I could just hook up the Malvern Star to the national grid . . .

ON Monday, all the wind farms in Southern Australia, all the hundreds of turbines scattered across South Australia, Victoria, New South Wales and Tasmania, altogether produced exactly zero — nothing, nada, zip, zilch — power for two hours smack in the middle of the day.
Indeed, right through most of the working day — from 11am in the morning until after 8pm that night — the total output of all the wind farms was effectively zero for that entire period.

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Property porker   

How’s that empathy with the working stiffs going, fat boy?
Ah, the Left and hypocrisy . . . Going steady since 1917.

According to the Detroit News, anti-capitalism “everyman” filmmaker Michael Moore owns 9 homes. On top of a $2 million, 10,000 square foot lakefront mansion in Torch Lake, Michigan, there is a Manhattan condo that was once 3 condos, and 7 other properties. Moore’s secret role as a land baron was revealed in divorce papers:

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The past is present   

What was that about those who fail to learn from history being condemned to repeat it?
Astonished disgust is the reaction from here.

An angry mob gathered on Berlin’s famed Kurfürstendamm avenue Thursday. Draped in Palestinian flags and shaking their fists in rage, they chanted in German, “Jude, Jude feiges Schwein! Komm heraus und kämpf allein!” (“Jew, Jew, cowardly swine, come out and fight on your own!”)

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Playboy’s bunny   

The ole hound’s off the porch agin.
No prizes for guessing how he’ll fill in all that spare time if the missus is tied up in the top job, as seems quite likely.

Bill Clinton reportedly has a buxom blond mistress who visits so often when Hillary Clinton isn’t home in Chappaqua that the former president’s Secret Service detail have given her an unofficial code name: Energizer.

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Op chop   

Cripes, things are crook when even an op shop can’t make a go of it.

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Tee-stracted   

Is the golf club the modern equivalent of Nero’s fiddle?
It’s hard to believe how someone could squander so much goodwill.

In the wake of the suspected Russian downing of a passenger plane over the eastern Ukraine, the expiration and renewal of nuclear talks with Iran, and the overnight deaths of more than a dozen Israeli soldiers (including two U.S. citizens) in Gaza, President Barack Obama has launched an aerial bombardment–of the fairways.

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Queue-less   

Query of the week from Adelaide scribe Nick Ryan on the invasion of his city by a phenomenan known as Krispy Kreme:
“What kind of chin-dribbler lines up for a doughnut?”

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Suave   

Rats! We’ve just lost the smoothest dude to ever saunter through a saloon’s swinging doors.

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Favourite   

One of the great doo-be-doo-be-doo songs. And clever as hell lyrics:

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Hi newcomer   

Rafferty McHugh’s first visit to Warrnambool. Contented little second grandson: eats, spews, poops, sleeps. Not much else.

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Old home   

Browsing through the marvellous national pictorial archive, I came across this pic of my boyhood homestead. It has since been greatly renovated, but the appearance is pretty much as I remember it in the 1960s.

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Billy and the kid   

Little fella’s used to goats. He’s been staying at his Pop’s.

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Wet season   20/7/2014

Hopkins Falls is roaring after recent heavy rain. So far this July we’ve had 54mm of the month’s average of 88mm, with more heavy downpours expected next week.

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Hard homework   

Uh, uh, uh, aawww. . . It’s OK, Dad, I’m only doing a project for school.

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Throw Nanny, throw   

Any sports nut with a heart will be hoping and praýing for at least one strike.

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Heat’s off   

The International Panel on Climate Change, the official harbinger of the much disputed theory of manmade global warming, has finally admitted that no such thing has occurred for 17 years. So what’s the billions worth of fuss been about?

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A fave   

One of the great doo-be-doo-be-doo songs. And clever as hell lyrics:

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On yer bike, Mo   2/7/2014

Good news for all those unhappy jihadis who can’t stand the West’s decadent way of life: they’ve now got a place to call home.

Islamists! Hear ye, hear ye! The Caliphate has been declared!
Rejoice amongst yourselves! Celebrate with champagne sparkling water, women loads of other blokes, and a great deal of glee confusion. Come on! It’s time to go! Hey guys, the Caliphate has been declared! You’ve been banging on about this moment for ages now. Book your flights! You can now all finally live in the splendour squalor which you have long-imagined and campaigned for!

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Expedition   28/6/2014

As a boy, I stayed with an uncle at Apsley, and was intrigued by the name of a nearby place, Bringalbert. I hadn’t thought of it until reading this, about 55 years down the track. Who was Albert? And more importantly, did they bring him?

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Bloody good time   19/6/2014

Great get-together in Terang last weekend for a reunion of the Bloods’ 1960s U18 players, including the 1962-64 sides which suffered only one defeat and a draw in three seasons. Frank Maguire, who coached the sides, was presented with mounted photographs, much to the 94-y-o’s delight. One of the organisers, Mick Harris, sent me this moving report:
“On Friday night when he arrived at the Middle (Hotel) with Terry I took him around and due to his eyesight failing introduced him to all the blokes that were there. When I introduced Charlie Payne to him, Charlie got a little bit emotional, which just goes a little way to showing the respect a person like Charlie has for his former mentor.”

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