welcome to the jungle

If there’s a better song to have on your MP3 player at the start of a run than “Welcome to the Jungle” I’m yet to hear it.
That guitar sound, that opening riff. Da-na-na-nana-nanana Da-na-na-nana-nanana, Da-nana, nanana-nanana-nanana-na-na etc. You can’t beat it.
The ending’s not bad either. “It’s gunna bring you down, huh”.
Absolutely. Axl, I’m completely on [...]

something different

Something different today: a poem by Wallace Stevens called “A Rabbit As King Of The Ghosts”.
The difficulty to think at the end of day,When the shapeless shadow covers the sunAnd nothing is left except light on your fur—
There was the cat slopping its milk all day,Fat cat, red tongue, green mind, white milkAnd August the [...]

ouch

I’m always happy to chew the fat with JoJo, the world-renowned blogger behind runjanerun, particularly when she’s in this sort of mood: uh-oh drunk pussycat.
Sadly, I wasn’t able to answer her question on Saturday night, owing to having other things to do….
Anyway, she expressed a desire to hear more about my whacking-the-elbow-and-writhing-around-in-pain incident from Friday. [...]

pyscho cyclists

I was all champing at the bit yesterday morning, uber-enthusiastic about the prospect of a lunch-time run. I even went as far as promising to exhibit my sagging frame and laughable running technique on the hills of Anderson Street.
I meant it too. I got changed into my singlet and shorts at 12:30 and shivered my [...]

chess

On Spicks and Specks they sometimes play a game where the contestants are shown a series of mug-shots and have to decide whether each is an obscure musician or mass-murderer.
The guy on the right is too easy.
Meet Alexander Pichushkin, the “chess-board killer”, from Moscow.
He’s quoted as saying:
A first killing is like your first love
Ahh yes, [...]

stop being tired

The internet is a wonderful thing - it gives us access to all the loony theories of the world and helps while away the dreary afternoons in which we would otherwise have to work.
Two examples:
Andrew BoltNot strictly an internet thing, but it’s on the Herald Sun website so I’ll let it through. This is Master [...]

dodgem trams

What is it with all the tram crashes lately? Apparently there have been three this month.
Admittedly, I’ve never driven a tram myself, aside from the stationery ones they used to have in Wattle Park when I was a kid, but I would have thought it’s pretty hard to crash one.

They only go in straight lines [...]

masochism

Yesterday was bookended by two examples of mild masochism on my behalf. In the morning, 90 minutes sweating up a storm running in a great long circle in the furnace-like early summer heat. Then at night, 90 minutes spent sitting through the great debate between our glorious leader and his twin from the other side [...]