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Comedy Festival – GO!
Last night was the first night of the Melbourne International Comedy Festival (MICF). I went out to see two shows; Mel Buttle’s Up to Pussy’s Bow and Luisa Omielan’s Am I Right Ladies? Two beautiful, strong, funny women. I bought this awesome Bumper Book for Boys, published in 1938, from Mel for 35cents. I’m looking…
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Modern Life
So much in life needs our constant attention Be a grown up. Upkeep and vigilance Nothing is said without equivocation Waiting to be put back in your place Be a grown up. Upkeep and vigilance Anxiety weighs on us, the millstone of a Saint Waiting to be put back in your place The struggle with…
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Sometimes it just doesn’t work
Last month I wrote a super angry poem for my poetry group. It was confused and ranty and not very good. I can look at it now and see that. I had massaged it so that I could keep a couple of lines I was really enamoured of, at the expense of content. The group was…
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Oh god, I can’t act!
I realise that my last post was about the fallacy of idleness, and how I was pretty sure I was doing a whole bunch of stuff and wasn’t being idle at all. And then a friend of mine asked if I wanted to do a fringe show and I was like ‘sure! why not?’ On…
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The Fallacy of Idleness
I’m starting to think that I have a skewed idea of what ‘not doing much’ means. Since the start of the year I’ve been feeling the frustrating and conflicted combination of being both bored and overly busy. It’s a very strange feeling and it also means I’ve felt like I’m not really doing much, or…
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Welcome 2016!
So, I went out last night with some beautiful people and had a bloody fabulous time, but now I’m feeling a little bit delicate around the eyeballs*. You might know that I don’t drink alcohol, but it turns out staying up late, jumping up and down, and then sleeping fitfully coz it’s really hot feel…
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Wrapping up 2015
For the last couple of years, I’ve written a little review of my year in reference to the goals I set at the start of the year. I don’t like New Year’s Resolutions, because they have such a bad reputation for not sticking. Instead I like to set a bunch of goals. Some are stretch…
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Fiztroy Garden
I can hear the rumble of traffic The clang and clatter of trams While the soft, sweet scent of trees Blows past in the a gentle summer wind Sitting on the buttressed root Of some ancient fig Looking at the needles of the Cyprus And wondering if they belong here Our heritage of colonial conquest…
Fleur Blüm 