The Tigling, who just turned 11 last October, is now officially taller than me. I didn’t overtake my mum until I was 14. She’s also taller than the Togster who turns 13 in May. They just take after different sides… Read More ›
Life
Vale Poco
I’ll miss you, furry purry friend. More on Poco’s end.
I grieve
My 15-year-old cat Poco developed a growth in her jaw last November. X-rays and biopsy showed that while it was non-malignant, it was eating away absorbing the bone on both sides of her mandible, so that her chin was essentially… Read More ›
Bugg’rit.
My poor friend oddprofessor is horrified. I tried to game this one a few times, hoping for Patrick Stewart, but I kept on getting: Your Daddy Is Ozzy Osbourne What You Call Him: Pops Why You Love Him: He’s your… Read More ›
The Chimperor
Yesterday’s State of the Union speech by President Bush is a good chance to present you these works of art I found floating around the Interweb a while back. Not tonight, Laura If they can’t afford health insurance, let them… Read More ›
Owie owie ow
I’m awake at 5:45am because of two consequences of following the unwritten law of Sydney: thou shalt spend Australia Day beside the harbour. The corollary laws? First the schedule confusion law: thou shalt forget to put thy bins out when… Read More ›
Nikongate, complete with smoking lens(*)
Anonymous Lefty has an excellent post on the tabloid character assassination of Mark Latham over his contretemps with a press photographer following him around when he was with his children. As Armaniac comments: “…like we all wouldn’t get the impulse… Read More ›
Friday wine blogging
So we were having steak, and my Mr Tog said “Big Boofy Red?” and I said “Mmmmmmmmm.” He ended up grabbing a Margaret River Cabernet Sauvignon 2004 from the cellar. Oh yeah. Lingering berry flavours on the mid-palate, smoky after-taste,… Read More ›
Fighting the urge to hurl…
… a brick through the window of every store carrying these dolls, the ads for which have only just crossed my radar. Yup, a major toy manufacturer is now officially sexualising infant girls.Apparently some folks in the US have been… Read More ›
Red Pill or Blue Pill?
Missing the good old days of adolescent existential angst? “Researchers at UCLA found that cells in the human anterior cingulate, which normally fire when you poke the patient with a needle (“pain neurons”), will also fire when the patient watches… Read More ›
Hoyden About Town 