it's good to have a blog

If I didn't have a blog, neither you nor I would ever know that I saw David Kilgour and Yo La Tengo play a show in 2007 (and I didn't enjoy it, but that doesn't really mean anything in itself). Amazing. I literally do not remember this at all, I don't know where it happened and my description of the experience is so oblique I am not sure why I had a bad time. Crazy! I suspect the bad time probably had less to do with the actual show, than I appreciated at the time. I am also surprised to read that I've seen Yo La Tengo six times. Six??? I really like them, but I can only vaguely recollect seeing them once, and it wasn't this 2007 show. Madness!!!

This is a picture of Perry and Nancy yesterday. Perry is at one of his doggy day care hangs today. I would be happy to have him stay at home all week but he really seems to need to expend the energy and he loves going to those places so much I can't deny him. But I miss him. I am fairly sure Nancy doesn't. 

Walking at the moment is not easy because while I am (I'm pretty sure) coming to the end of my four or five-month bout of plantar fasciitis I am still hobbling a bit and every time I stand up I don't know whether it's going to hurt or not. I am also often really, really tired which can't just be the fact that I am 60 now but has to be more than that. Well, I guess I'll find out over time. But it doesn't make me the ideal companion all the time for a sometimes boisterous three year old (dog). 

I got back on Netflix recently, I forget why but to watch something in particular, possibly the Sarah Silverman special which I actually didn't enjoy that much but perhaps it was too close to the bone. Anyway, what I have since discovered is that a lot of Netflix shows have a Finnish captions option, which means I can justify watching any old pap on that basis, as a way to keep treading water on my Finnish. Most recently it was a five-part British crime show called Missing You. The above reads, 'Didn't it bother you that he had a family?' (I didn't translate that all by myself, by the way, though I know some of the words). 

'Did s/he make a mistake?'

This relates to a website called, unconvincingly, 'Honest Aspect': 'I reviewed all Honest Aspect-related documents for errors'. 

I don't know how useful this all is in learning Finnish (my ten-year plan, to be fluent by 2035!) but it can't hurt - can it? 

blackburn

Today Perry and I walked around various parts of Blackburn/North Blackburn. A year ago I mused on Ronald and Charmain Biggs' house in Hibiscus Road,* and finally got around to actually visiting it today. It's nothing special and perhaps that was the point (I mean, not horrible looking houses, but basically an identical row of them I think, or certainly built at the same time, though there have been various remodelling treatments since). I wonder if the Biggs were the first residents in their Hibiscus Road property - the first mention of the whole street in the papers is 1966, could it really be that new? 

Houses in Hibiscus Road:

This (above) is 52. 

We also went to Dixons' Blackburn store, to JB Hi Fi to get a small bluetooth speaker,** and to Blackburn lake. 

Where Dixons' was at. 

The lake.

*I note in that post from last year I say 54 Hibiscus - not sure what my source was for that as it seems to have been 52. 

** Weirdest part of that was going through the front doors of the shopping centre and hearing a mid-teen boy saying to his cronies 'Let's go upstairs and look at the barbecues!' 

22 glenard dve eaglemont

Yeah I don't really know what point I'm trying to make here I was just interested in this vacant lot, which has only been vacant for about five years it would seem. Perry and I went there on Friday. Saw kangaroos across the back fence. 

 

amc

OK, I was able to upload this by dragging it into the post rather than uploading it from file (exhausting tech talk I know). 

It's a lot of fluff yeah particularly the first few paragraphs but there's some interesting detail both in direct relation to her, and also, sign of the times stuff. It's from the SMH 22 April 1974 p. 25. How cool do the Victor Borge LP Show and that ep of The Waltons sound? That's right, negative to the power of fucktillion cool. 

(sigh)

I probably mentioned in the past that I was pray to a kind of nervous twitch that involved always spending half a minute every day or so updating my Neko Atsume game which basically just meant topping up the cats in the yard's food. Ridiculous but maybe calming? I don't know. Anyway, the game is now glitchy and I can't actually buy any more food with the gold fish I have. This is not a major issue in a world gone completely to shit, I know that. But Laura noted, correctly, that's how it goes with these kind of online things, they start to crumble, it's interesting. (The cats don't starve and die, by the way, like tamagotchis - they just don't come to the yard anymore). 

Anyway, quite a few times now blogger has refused to upload pictures to my blog, and in fact during the course of my last post it refused to upload a news clipping about Amber Mae Cecil. So, maybe there's an end of an era coming here too. We shall see. 

amber mae cecil and bill hunter in cop shop

 5 & 8 June 1978