went to the show

Laura and I went to the Show on Saturday morning, it was rad as usual though I have to say (memo to my future self) that by the time 12 noon or so rolled around the place was absolutely packed and there were all kinds of insanity going on that did provoke feelings not unlike those a hackneyed psychodrama film can bring forth: harrowing, visceral, nightmarish. But I just wanted to get the bad stuff out of the way first because there was a lot of great stuff too. Here's some highlights:

A handsome sheep.

Nice curlies

I believe these are what are known as 'longbois'. In fact... 

Here (above) are a couple more, although I fear these might actually be cake-based. We're now in the artsy crafty section, where the magic of the Show really happens. The weird thing is how few people actually win all the prizes, but I guess some people just rise to the top. You can't fight it. 

I have a bad feeling this bunny who is going to have a birthday is actually also a cake. Enjoy it while it lasts, little one. 

Stumpy and friends. I don't know why Stumpy is called Stumpy. Part of the magic. 

Some beautiful dogs in the dog pavilion, and although I loved the shiba inus (always do, can't help it) I was probably most taken with the swedish vallhunds, a breed with which I had previously been unfamiliar, and I am very into their vibe. I think this might be a good companion animal for Perry, if one ever comes across our path, which it probably won't. 

And there was also this feisty individual. 

There were some birds too, lovely birds.

 As mentioned above, and this should be no surprise at all it being a Saturday, things got really packed as we neared midday and it was all a bit crowded so we were pleased I think to be leaving (when I was a kid, the show seemed massive, now it's manageable - I mean I know that some of the area was rationalised - still I feel that. Maybe since they took the chairlift down which, by the way, needed to be taken down). 

I just want to mention a couple of exciting elements viz the SEC exhibit for which I recorded a message (!?) so as to obtain a metal SEC mug. They were giving the yo-yos away whether you did a message or not so, you guessed it, they were no strings attached. 

This was just funny. 

'So have you ever shot anyone for not having a ticket?'

By the way Laura promised me she would blog about her show experience so that's something to look forward to. 

cannibalism

I have no truck with cannibals, whatever it means to have truck. I mean it probably stands for To Remember Useful Caring Kindness, or Try Reminding Us Constant Knowledge, or variations of that which make more sense. Cannibals totally suck! I think cannibals should give up eating flesh of other people, and you, who are so interested in what cannibals do, should also get a little more interested in more worthwhile things, like the reworking of the urban growth boundary, or the album Rock n Roll Sandwich by the La De Dahs, or however you spell it (I have trouble with that band name, unlike most band names, 'cos usually I think they're important). The other people I hate other than cannibals are sexists. Geez! Those sexists think they run the fucken show, with their sexist this and sexist that, doing all this sexist stuff that good people hate. Why if a sexist was here right now I would punch him (it's always a 'him' isn't it - that's not a coincidence) on the nose.

You can see now how to spell La Di Das, or however you spell it.