On the games...
1. Despite my best efforts to avoid something as patriotic and sport-related as the Commonwealth Games, it seems there is no escape- you can't even walk to the train station these days without being interrupted by the Baton Relay.
That said, it was kind of cool and surreal- quarter past seven in the morning, only just getting light and suddenly there's this cavalcade of police cars, vans, official-looking vehicles and the odd spectator (it was 7:15am on a weekday) and in the middle of it all a guy dressed in white carrying a big stick.
I didn't even know it was going through my suburb!
Nor did anyone else apparently. As the garbo said to his friend on his mobile: 'Nah, it's not the Queen, it's just the torch!'
2. The transport situation so far doesn't seem any worse than normal. Of course, it does help that our trams can now fly, which clears up the roads considerably:
3. Isn't it funny that even though there is a world-wide 'blogosphere' out there, bloggers tend to congregate around location? I read a lot of blogs from Melbourne; people from Melbourne read my blog. Like-attracts-like I guess.
4. I'm also fascinated by the different 'rules' for various online mediums. Why is it that on Blogger, your readers tend to be people you don't know in real life, while on MySpace, your 'friends' tend to be people you do know?
5. I wanted this type of shoe for ages, but then I realised something- they're clown shoes.*
6. I wish I wasn't influenced by fashion, as it's so... vacuous... but I still am. I live in a city. You can't get to know every person you see. Judgements are made fast. Clothes matter.
On guilty pleasures...
9. While I read heaps of highbrow literature for uni**, I secretly really dig self-help books. At the moment I'm reading How to be a Couple & Still be Free. (I can't believe I just told you guys that!)
10. 'Between the Sheets' on the ABC. Love it. Especially how it deals with the sexuality of people of all age groups, not just the young.
Ten things on a Thursday. Please excuse the randomness.
*No offence to anyone who owns these kind of shoes- like I said, I wanted a pair for ages!
**Just made my way through the 500-odd pages of 'V' by Thomas Pynchon. At times I felt like that guy on The Simpsons who has hiccups- 'hik, kill me, hik, kill me...'