The Pakistan floods continue to make the news here and the reaction of some sections of the Australian public sicken me. There have been calls for donations to help those affected by this disaster and people are responding with "no" and comments suggesting that this is Karma finally catching up with them. More, or as, concerning is news that the Taliban is encouraging those affected not to take aid from the West. I will never understand the way the world works.
The Treasury Casino must truly be loving the latest publicity for a dish created by chefs there. The 21 Burger - so named because it has 21 ingredients and was created in Cafe 21 - has been billed by a dietitian as "a heart attack on a plate". The creators are hoping it will set them apart from the competition and become a tourist attraction.
Fire ants are on the move again with outbreaks being discovered at Ormeau and Clontarf. They have also found electric ants at Mission Beach. And who knew there was something called Biosecurity Queensland which has 191 staff fighting infestations?
Petrol prices are also on the move. In the last few weeks the cheap fuel day has moved again. It was Friday afternoon, then Saturday morning, and now it has pushed out to Sunday. I am still managing to get it before the price goes down some days.
It was lovely out at Latimers this morning. S came out to open the gate for me and was stunned by how close - and low - some balloons were as they drifted by. They may have been too low as one kept engaging the burner, but that didn't seem to help much. I caught up with it near the roundabout where you turn right to go to Maccas - and it was pretty close to landing then. I was thinking about staying around to take some photos but as it was supposed to be my first day at the new site, I kept going - not being sure what the traffic would be like on the Southport-Nerang Road at that time of the morning. You have to be careful with first imoressions because generally speaking you don't get a second chance to make one.
I ended up having coffee at Zarrafas at Molindinar - and I would have had it at Crave (which we've heard so much about) if I had found it when I arrived rather than as I was leaving. It looks "welcoming" but will have to wait until a weekend as I won't be working at the new site after all - going to divide my time between the current site (3 days) and Brisbane office. Thank goodness I have some books and videos stacked to watch. I might get to finish Larsson's third book which I'm not avoiding but which isn't top of the digital pile either.
There have been more fisticuffs on the campaign trail - five episodes so far I think it is. And these are the people who think they should have the opportunity to help govern the country? (Was funny then - the computer put "thud" into that sentence all by itself although "thump" may have been more appropriate.)
The other recent "debacle" of the campaign happened at yesterday's Labor launch were, except for dot points, Ms JG delivered her speech pretty much "au naturel" - as the "real" Julia - or so it was claimed. The media is in an uproar now that it has been discovered that she was working from typed notes that had been surreptitiously placed on the lectern - and while she may have delivered them almost word-for-word and without seeming to be reading, reading she was. Shock, horror - how can this woman ever be trusted if she lies about something like this? Did we say it would be nice if someone thought it a good idea to concentrate on policy rather than personalities and/or what some folk consider to be personal failings? It would certainly be refreshing - but unlikely to happen me thinks.
Election material has started arriving in the mail and even that has a flavour of "finger pointing" about it especially the Liberal candidate's. I have to agree with Ms JG's sentiments here when she talks about "moving Australia forward" as long as it also includes moving away from childish (as opposed to child-like) behaviour.
Must be about time for an early mark, to be home in daylight, throw some balls to the girl, and sit and watch the sun setting over the paddocks <deep sigh> ... Tomorrow!
