Friday, July 22, 2005
Pictures from the coal face
Giles, technical team leader of Project Porkpie, managed to snatch a few seconds in our busy Fiji schedule to take a few photos and get them up on his corner of the intertronic web. Check out the indelible evidence of our dedication to the Good of Our Nation.
These are the same ones that he linked to in the Comments earlier, yes.
Rugose humour. Or possibly cyclopean.
Found on Neil Gaiman’s website: H.P. Lovecraft fanfic. Highly amusing.
Under construction
The empty lot next door suddenly commenced conversion into a house this week. Various warmly-dressed chaps with theodolites tramped about in mud churned up by enthusiastic bobcats, trenches suddenly appeared like ebola lesions and were just as suddenly patched up with reinforced concrete sutures, bricks commenced to be stacked, unstacked and restacked. It looks rather like the entire block will soon be full of a very large, very expensive house.
My greedy materialistic heart notes that this will be a big shot in the arm for our land values, but at the same time I suspect that the house plans we took a look at back in December failed to adequately convey just how much of our view of the neighbourhood is about to be subsumed by concrete.
In eight months or so, I mean.
7 smartarse remarks

7 Comments:
What? 'O Smartarse Remarks'? Gosh, I first looked at this post ages ago, where is everybody? I hope you have not alienated all your friends, like I did. :(
In hopes of generating more traffic for you, I've gone away and posted details of Lexifab on all the 'rate a blog' sites I could find... I said it was a Mikhail Sholokhov fanfic site by a cross-dressing multiple-amputee, I hope you don't mind.
Oops, silly me!
I meant to say I said it was a Mikhail Sholokhov fanfic site by a cross-dressing white supremacist multiple-amputee.
I CTHULHU:
or What’s A Tentacle-Faced Thing Like Me Doing In A Sunken City Like This (Latitude 47 ° 9’ S, Longitude 126 ° 43’ W)?
is possibly the greatest writing in the Cthulhu mythos, ever.
(Prove Me Wrong!)
Thanks. Really.
Who, at the risk of sounding uninformed, is Mikhail Sholokov again?
You haven't alienated all your friends. You just haven't posted about Buffy enough.
You know, Mikhail Sholokhov.
Oh right, that guy.
Emma: I can't. It's much better than anything Lovecraft wrote, for example.
Plus, it has Yog-Sothoth and shoggoth jokes, and in other ways demonstrates that even Neil Frickin' Gaiman is not immune to the perils of being a complete and utter fanboy.