Posts by Emma Hart
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but I guess you can play with other people and it doesn't stop you interracting, or noticing the kitchen is on fire, or whatever
I wouldn't put money on THAT.
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Rob Paravonian's Pachelbel Rant
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Indeed, that was my younger brother's thing. I had to buy him some from Camden Town when I was living in the UK. Very red, very large DM. I have no idea where they ended up, though. I wonder if you and Emma went to UC with him?
I can remember friends ordering Docs through a shop in town in my first year, and the joy of having those long-awaited boots finally arrive.
But if it sounds like your brother was at UC with Jolisa, that's probably before my time. So I won't know him, unless he was in KAOS. I was after the University Challenge period. About the same time as Drs Hay and Heywood, I think.
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Oh, the happy memories of biking around Chch with the University Challenge gang, looking to rob those no-armed bandits, then going home with pockets heavy with $20 in 20c pieces. Which was a lot of money in those days.
There was one in a gaming arcade about halfway down Riccarton Road. An acquaintance used to regularly get his drinking money there. He was on the University Challenge team that gave Peter Sinclair obvious joy every time he got to say "Spong, Canterbury".
I believe I'm doing a quiz night with him next Friday...
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There's some kind of equation (tilt of bust + weight of hood?) which causes them to tip backwards and throttle me around the throat.
Uh-huh. Spoils the whole 'pretending to be a monk' game.
And now that the PAS Women's XV has turned up, can I ask some advice - turns out my jeans are hanging off my bum (result of some assiduous calorie counting) (heh heh, I said assiduous) and I desperately need some new ones. Where do y'all shop for non-Mom jeans??
Scuse me while I weep silent tears for a moment. Texas jeans from Shanton were so great they came in half sizes - 11, 13, 15, I've been them all - but alas, they are no more.
Now women's jeans appear to be made for men. They don't go out at the hips, and they don't go in at the waist. In order to get something that fits me through the seat I'd need to go back to that 'braces AND a belt' arrangement from the eighties.
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Sunrise over Foveaux Strait is a chocolate-box artist's dream, but as Jennifer observes: "I've never seen any sunrise so pretty that it makes me glad to be awake this early".
Wise woman, that Jennifer. Looking at the photos over a leisurely brunch will do me just fine.
Jennifer goes to bed at midnight. But I continue to type -- occasionally stoking the fire to warm my wife and son as they slumber on towards morning.
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It's not unusual for Bob-the-baby to cry "Door! Door!" (the signal that he's ready for his morning walk) at 5.00 am.
Appreciative as I am of the absolute bliss of being awake and creative while everyone else is asleep, I'm a little worried that on this schedule you're going to come home, sack some miners, impose a poll tax, and demolish the welfare state.
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Which part of "deliberately set out to look threatening" do you not understand?
Andrew, how do you tell from the outside what someone's intention is?
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If he's up there with Bruce McLaren, does he now get an intermediate school in Auckland named after him?
How about a school on Outrageous Fortune? They're great at naming schools.
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It's interesting that funerals seem to be a lot about music. You see these top 10 lists of funeral songs - usually ones that proclaim the subject of the song to be an angel in heaven - but these songs seem to be more for the benefit of the mourners, rather than the deceased.
Just after I left for uni, a friend of ours from high school died. We (ie his mates) knew he wanted 'Another One Bites the Dust' played at his funeral, but his family just couldn't hack it. It was kind of uncomfortable for everyone.
As a compromise, they had 'any way the wind blows' carved on his headstone.
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In the conventional (right-handed) orientation it is nearly impossible to play an open D major chord unless you have fingers like toothpicks. But for a lefty it's just a partial barre over the G, C, and E strings.
Our ukelele player is a righty, unfortunately. But after years of piano, I did always find it a bit weird that playing guitar it was my good hand that did the tricky things and my right hand that just did the strumming.
but the violin was made for me (in that it also got me out of English class, heh).
That's not very lefty of you, we're s'posed to love English. I thought I was just imagining the increasing proportion of lefties in my classes every year I did English at uni, but there's a study I currently can't find that said the proportion of lefties in post-grad arts courses in the States is something like 20%. I didn't have the numbers to work it out: okay, 50% of my Vic Lit course, but there were only four of us. And the other leftie took notes with a fountain pen, so I always suspected she was some kind of undercover agent.