Kuo Chiu = Lizard Lu Feng = Centipede Lo Mang = Toad Sun Chien = Scorpion Wei Pei = Snake

It was Romper Room that introduced a generation of children to Yoga. Of course they didn’t call it yoga then, they said it was “bend and stretch”. Children might think it was yoghurt and get all confused. But I now know that yoga is what it was. Last night I revisited my childhood. I went… Continue reading Bend and stretch, reach for the stars

The person who signed me up for the credit card direct debit service must be feeling pretty silly right now. According to the Telstra droid who called me twice today, they have never offered any kind of direct debit service, they don’t have the technology for credit card transactions. The senseless machine placated me by… Continue reading Have I mentioned that Telstra suck ass?

Last night I returned home from my annual long weekend in Melbourne. By annual I mean that I spent the same weekend there last year, and it was of course Bits’ birthday then as well. That is partly why I choose this time, kind of a ‘two birds, one stone’ deal. I have sworn to… Continue reading A square is just an angry circle

I just saw The Bourne Identity. It was very exciting. Go see it. All of the europeness made me less resistant to Kirsten’s plan to take me there. It didn’t seem so far away when there were English-speaking people in the scene. All of the fighting made me more excited about kickboxing. I start again… Continue reading Bourne Identity

Five gold stars I have just re-watched Mulholland Drive, David Lynch’s intriguing movie about ..um..stuff. It is hard to pin down. Things change. A movie hasn’t made me feel like this since Fire: Walk With Me. It reminded me a lot of that earlier film. It even had “The Arm” in a bit part. A… Continue reading Mulholland Drive

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