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Thought for the day, 22 November 2021
I hope that people who won't get vaxxed for the survival of humanity will do it for a haircut. To be fair, these are close-run things for me too.
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Everyone's welcome*
*unless you're a dick, obviously
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Anna, get your guns
I'm a gym-goer. Rippling biceps, firm buttocks, rock hard abs. I don't have them. But I'm still a gym-goer. I found exercise later in life. There was little to lead me there earlier. I'd had a stunning inability for sport of any
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Let them eat sociology
I've got news for you, and it's all bad. We are victims of social engineering by an authoritarian government. Smug bureaucrats spout words like 'fascism' and 'alt right' and 'kindness' until they have no meaning. And fake progressives have no
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Why I don't support making anti-vaxxers pay for COVID healthcare
Years ago, I used to smoke. Holiday 20s, in fact. I guess they seemed like the perfect accompaniment to a Greggs instant coffee. You could say I am blessed with better lungs than judgement. I'd never had a respiratory problem before then, and I haven't had
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Oh dear, OPSM
I'm afraid my eyes don't have a gender. They don't have a marital status either, although they've always been close. And so I don’t see why you need to make me pick a title I don't use, before I
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Borrowed time
Me and my kids' dad bought our first home in 2003, in Dunedin. The property market was batshit, or so we thought. Bless. Each Saturday, at open homes, we'd see the same demoralised young couples, in a similar position to us. We were all priced out of
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I choose NOT you!
I am in central Wellington, watching out the window. I can't see the main event, but I see the people walking to it, their placards and their flags. And I can certainly hear it. They've been making their way to Civic Square since first thing this
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Popped into the Hutt recycle centre, saw this on a wooden chest
I followed the instructions carefully. Fortunately there were plenty of other things to lick.
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Amnesia
My cat died, and apparently the next stage of grief is grumpiness. Yes, there are a bunch of reasons I don't like 5 November, since you asked. * Guy Fawkes is a bizarre artefact of colonialism, inherited from centuries ago and the other side of the world. It'
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Thought for the day, 4 November 2021
One of things you learn as you get older - because you have to learn it, if you want to stay intact - is how to grieve. To be fair, I say this as someone who hasn't yet fully mastered it. Mostly, the things I've grieved
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Kōwhai is gone
I was in the kitchen, and I looked out the window, and I could see the lady on the other side of the street, hunched over him and weeping. I couldn't see that it was him, but I think I knew. He was spooked today when I got