Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Apollo Bay

So last weekend I spent my first ever weekend-away-with-a-boy in Apollo Bay.

The hotel we stayed at was amazing:







The apartments were brand new, having only been open for five months; really close to the beach and the town; spacious, warm, and had all the mod cons like spa bath, king size bed and a huge plasma screen television. Very classy.

We got a good deal on Wotif, and since it's the off season we got a two bedroom apartment instead of the one bedroom one we paid for. We didn't use the second bedroom, but I'm sure it would have come in handy if we'd had a fight or something.

It was the first time I'd been to Apollo Bay too, and it's really pretty there:





I love the drive along the Great Ocean Road too:



Although I don't really understand why someone decided to make this bit of it look like the entrance to an American summer camp:



The Otway Fly is supposedly pretty close to Apollo Bay, but it took us about an hour to get there. What seemed to be the shortest way there on my map turned out to be a curvy, dangerous seeming non-sealed road. Once we did make it there though, it was worth it- a 600 metre walk through the rainforest tree tops, 25 metres above ground:





And they seem awfully happy to have you there- the ticket seller asked us where we were from, I said, 'Uh, Melbourne' and he was like, 'Ah, Melbourne! That's great!'. The boy reckons it's because I sound 'foreign'.

The highest point is a 45 metre above ground tower:



A word of warning- this tower, and the cantilever, both shake a bit, and if you don't like heights this can be a bit disconcerting. If you're up for it though, you get a really good view of the rainforest and surrounds.

I found these next pictures at Eleanor's Travels:







For food, they do a good tofu steak at the Apollo Bay Hotel.



What I really enjoyed about the weekend was getting away from Melbourne and not worrying about anything for a while. I'm still feeling relaxed now, three days later.

And the boy and I managed to spend a whole weekend together without getting on each others nerves too much. It was actually pretty cool.

If anything, I could still work on being more compromising and agreeable with him. After being single and quirky alone for such a long time, I'm still working on that side of it. I did sit through a whole game of footy with him (Collingwood versus the Bulldogs).





That's about all I'm willing to disclose on this public blog of mine. What else did we get up to, you ask?


Well, it's not called a 'dirty weekend' for nothing.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Alain de Botton Appreciation Post

On Wednesday night I got to see the lovely Alain de Botton speak at the Melbourne Town Hall about his new book, The Architecture of Happiness:



For the uninitiated, Alain is a pop-philosopher who has written a number of fiction and non-fiction books about the philosophy of everyday life in the modern world. My favourite book of his is probably Essays in Love, but they're all great.

He may not be the most aesthetically pleasing of celebrities- balding, looks like a college professor- but he's certainly one of my favourites.



In his entertaining and engaging lecture, we found out he likes the Sydney Opera House, but not Federation Square, and that he believes the buildings that surround us can tell us a lot about our lives and affect out happiness.

Sorry to break it to you, fellow Melburnians, but upon being asked what he thought of the MCG, which, even if not particularly architecturally significant, is surely one of our most important buildings, he didn't know what it was.

He finds it interesting that 'originality' is so coveted in architecture, yet we don't ask for originality in other professions, such as brain surgery, for instance.

On being asked if he'd ever write on love again, he declared that he writes about things that he's questioning or finding hard to deal with in his real life, similar to why one might write a journal- to work things out. He's more comfortable with love at the moment, but left open the possibility of returning to it in the future.

What I love about Alain is that his books are simple yet profound, and available to a general audience without being condescending. I'd love to get more into philosophy, but if you've only got a limited amount of time, Alain's your man.




Ok, I'm out. I'm off to Apollo Bay for the weekend RIGHT NOW.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Lessons from Saturday Night

I spent Saturday night at the Hawthorn Hotel, a rather generic pub in Melbourne's eastern suburbs.



It had been a good couple of years since the days when I used to frequent the 'Glenferrie area', and it gave me a chance to reflect. Little has changed since the days when I was a regular. The people there are still the same age - roughly 18 to 20 - but now I'm older.

So, looking back with the infinite wisdom of my twenty three years, here are some lessons for the young 'uns, and some personal reflections from the night:

- You don't have to slavishly follow the fashion trends of the day. Apologies to anyone who does it, but I can't stand the boots-over-pants look doing the rounds at the moment. You're not going horseriding. Leave it to the equestrians, ladies.

- At 23, you can feel incredibly aged in a room full of 18-20 year olds.

- Said 18-20 years olds will still wear summery/revealing fashions on a cold Melbourne night, such as shorts. With heels. Even if they're going to be spending most of their time outside in the beer garden.

I know this. Because I did this. The fashions were slightly different, but at that age, fitting in/ looking pretty/ attracting boys was waaaaaaay more important that comfort.

- By 23, however, you have more common sense. If it's cold, you wear a coat.

- Having not been to the Hawthorn for a good couple of years, I realised that youth recreates itself over and over. For all of eternity, the Hawthorn will be full of 18 to 20 year olds on a Saturday night, all out to get drunk and pick up. The fashions may change slightly, but overall it's the same. You move on from this era. But sometimes, like on Saturday, you go back.

Indeed, as I found out, even a 23 year old can quickly revert back to her old ways in a certain environment.

On Saturday I:

- Got quite drunk and silly.

- Talked to randoms. In particular, I had a long deep-and-meaningful conversation with this guy who was 23 and still a virgin. God, it would be such a big burden wouldn't it? He seemed nice and normal enough, but he did explain that he's into video games, lives at home with his parents and doesn't drive. Could have something to do with it I guess. For my part, I offered advice; licentious, debauched, experienced woman that I am.

The boy got a bit jealous. Bless.

- Continually dropped my purse, and at one point lost a shoe. Such a good look.

- Demanded the boy take me to BBNT on the way home, where I scoffed my way through an entire serving of nachos, complete with sour cream and guacamole, despite usually eating reasonably healthily. It doesn't count when you're drunk right?

And the next day:

- Your 23 year old bones don't bounce back the way they used to. And headaches from drinking last longer.



For the record, it was a pretty fun night.










In unrelated news, quote of the day comes from Beaconsfield miner Todd Russell, who survived a fortnight trapped underground, and lived to tell the tale to Channel Nine for a princely sum:

"I just say to people out there, never take anything for granted, always love what you got"... "Because once you lose it, it's gone forever." Source.

I like that.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Five Things on a Friday

On blogs...

1) One of my best friends Kat has started blogging. Her blog is called I'd Rather Swallow Razor Blades. It's going to be about all the many things she hates.

Despite both being 23 years old, and female, when we get together we're a lot like these guys:



Check it out.

2) Another person I know IRL ('In Real Life' for you less-nerdy readers) who blogs is Paul, who has a comic-based blog, The Day It Rained Hammers. He only posts sporadically, but when he does it's gold. Here's an example:



On movies...

3. Last night I saw a South African film called Tsotsi:



It's a moving story about a poor young gang leader (Tsotsi means 'thug') who accidentally steals a baby when he steals a car. It's not unlike City of God,* and for me, the film was really effective in allowing the viewer to step into a world completely different from their own. Highly recommended.

On winter things I love...

4. Crumpets.



With butter, with honey, with jam; for breakfast or for supper. The ultimate winter comfort food. My mouth is watering just thinking about them.

To the supermarket!

On metablogging...

5.




Have a good weekend guys.









*I was going to say it's a poor man's City of God, but I thought that was going a bit far.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Cute Overload.



I want a puppy!



Or if I can't have a puppy, I'll settle for a guinea pig on a Vespa. :)

Cute Overload.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

An Easy Target I Know: Tom, Katie, Scientology and Where It All Went Wrong

You guys seemed to like the post on Hugh Hefner, so number two in the series is on the man challenging Michael Jackson for the title of Freakiest Celebrity- Mr. Tom Cruise, and his bride-to-be Ms. Katie Holmes.

This post ended up being much longer and less light-hearted then I anticipated. In particular, I was shocked by what I found out about Scientology. If you've got a couple of minutes to spare, it's really quite fascinating.

So Susanne, What is Scientology?

As always, Wikipedia has a great overview of the topic.

Scientology is a 'religion' invented by a college drop-out and science fiction writer, L. Ron Hubbard in 1952. Let me repeat. A science fiction writer.

It's almost too easy to make fun of isn't it?



This Hubbard guy is just what I would imagine Wilbur Mercer from Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? would look like, so I suppose he's a good choice to be a religious cult leader.

According to Wikipedia, Scientology has received a lot of negative criticism, and is commonly seen as a cult and a pseudoreligion.

While the Church of Scientology claims about ten million members worldwide, other reports suggest the real figure is less than half a million.

The 'religion' doesn't claim a god [well, perhaps Hubbard], but is rather based around self-improvement techniques and topics such as ethics, spirituality, relationships and existentialism.

Scientologists believe in past lives, the afterlife and that "Psychiatry and psychology are evil and abusive." Hmm.

It gets weirder.

Scientologists use a process called 'auditing' to, allegedly, 'rehabilitate the human spirit'.

This process involves a Scientology counsellor asking a person questions, usually while the person is holding onto an 'e-meter'- a "device that measures very small changes in electrical resistance". It's similar to a lie detector.

It looks like this:



The process is supposed to help the person unburden themselves from whatever is stopping them meeting their goals.

While scientologists have claimed the auditing process improves IQ, enhances memory and has other benefits, other studies have found 'auditing' is a form of hypnosis, and some ex-members claim the information they provided in these sessions has been used against them.

In terms of babies, Hubbard believes not only in the now-infamous 'silent birth', but also that breastfeeding should be avoided, and that "babies should not be bathed after birth, but should be wrapped up tightly and left alone for a day or so." Poor Suri!

Hubbard also believes that aliens sometimes brainwash and control people here on earth.

I am not making this up.

Interestingly, the term 'Scientology' was originally a synonym for 'pseudoscience'.

You've got to be kidding, right?

Nope.

While it is considered a religion in America, Australia, Thailand, Taiwan and Spain, much of Europe considers Scientology to be a cult.

Criticisms of Scientology include that it is a cult of personality, it brainwashes people and encourages members to cut off ties with those critical of the Church.



Also, a girl called Lisa McPherson (pictured above) died while under the 'care' of Scientologists. Taken to a hospital after a minor car crash, she seemed mentally unstable and psychological care was recommended. However, she instead went to a special Scientology Hotel for "rest and relaxation", where she died three weeks later, underweight, dehydrated and covered with insect bites, possibly due to being left in a dark room with a large cockroach population. Wow.

There's more about scientology-related deaths here.

See what I mean? What was originally meant to be a light-hearted criticism of Tom Cruise's weird behaviour is actually really depressing me.

Also, L. Ron Hubbard may have started the religion for profit. He is quoted as saying: "Writing for a penny a word is ridiculous. If a man really wants to make a million dollars, the best way would be to start his own religion." There is also evidence he saw Scientology as a business more than a religion.

This is qualified by the fact that Scientologists pay members commission for bringing in new recruits, and that Scientology missions pay the Church about 10% of their income.

As for Hubbard himself, while an official Scientology website claims he is "universal[ly] acclaim[ed]" and that "millions of people around the world...consider they have no greater friend", (odd considering he's dead), Hubbard's son, the imaginatively names L. Ron Hubbard Jr. has claimed that "99% of what my father ever wrote or said about himself is totally untrue."

Furthermore, Jr. also claims that he was the result of a failed abortion, that at six years old he saw Hubbard Sr. perform an abortion on his mother with a coat hanger, and that his half brother Quentin Hubbard was murdered by agents of his father. Source.


Quentin Hubbard.


This Quentin Hubbard was initially groomed by Hubbard to take over the running of the organisation. "However, Quentin was too timid and polite to take control of such an organization, had little interest in Scientology and his homosexuality caused him a great deal of personal torment due to the widespread homophobia of the era and his father's creation of a new religion that officially categorized homosexuals as "sexual pervert[s]" and "quite ill physically"."

He committed suicide in 1976 at the age of 22, although some claim he was murdered by Scientologists.

What about Scientology and Celebrities? What's going on there?

In terms of Scientology and celebrities, it is claimed that celebrities get extra-special treatment compared to non-celebrities. For instance, it is claimed that money from not-for-profit scientologist organisations went to providing special facilities for Scientologist celebrities.

Famous Scientologists include Ethan Suplee and Jason Lee* from Mallrats, Giovanni and Marissa Ribisi, Danny Masterson (a.k.a. Hyde from That 70's Show), Kate Cebrano, Nancy Cartwright (a.k.a. Bart Simpson), John Travolta, Kirstie Alley, Jenna Elfman, Beck, Isaac Hayes, and of course Tom Cruise and the now-converted Katie Holmes.

I've always liked Katie Holmes. My favourite roles of hers are as Tobey Maguire's crush Libbets Casey in The Ice Storm, ("Libbets? Her name is Libbets?) and as Claire in Go:



So it's kind of sad to see where she's at now.

Apparently Katie started dating Tom Cruise only weeks after breaking up with former fiancee Chris Klein, in early 2005. Since then, as we all know, she has become engaged to Cruise on top of the Eiffel Tower, and bore his first biological child, Suri.

From the start the relationship has been perceived negatively by the media. Many claimed it was merely a publicity stunt to promote both actor's upcoming films. It was also noted that "Cruise had been extremely private about his personal life and the flaunting of his new relationship was a marked contrast from his past behaviour."

Shortly after she began dating Cruise, Holmes fired her long-time manager an agent and acquired a new best-friend and 'minder', Scientologist Jessica Rodriguez. The press has often suggested she has been coerced or brainwashed into Scientology. Rodriguez apparently chaperones Holmes constantly, and has quite a big input in her interviews. For instance, during an interview for W Magazine, "Ms Rodriguez helpfully supplemented Holme's declarations of love for the diminutive actor ("You adore him", she prompted on one occasion)." Source.



Indeed, Robert Haskell's brilliantly ironic article on Holmes is fascinating reading. During the interview, when Holmes is asked about the "widespread disbelief" in their union, largely due to the "televised hyperboling of their happiness" Rodriguez interjects and suggests that when you're in love, "You just want to share it with the world". When Haskell suggests many couples, such as Angelina and Brad tend to keep their time together as private as possible, Rodriguez says it's a "shame" they don't go public. Katie agrees: "Yeah. I mean, I'm just so happy.", "And I love celebrating our happiness. I can't keep it in."


Brainwashed hey?

Judging by my rather biased visual evidence, she really does seem under his influence.

This is Katie before Cruise/Scientology:



And after:



You decide.



I hate the way he always seems to be dragging her somewhere, holding her hand tightly so she can't slip away:







Or displaying her triumphantly like some kind of trophy he's won:





Or even making her wear his-and-her matching outfits:



So is the relationship a scam? It's hard to say, but the pictures of them kissing gross me out: (You have been warned)








What makes Tom Cruise such a freak, Susanne?

It's mainly the Scientology. Tom Cruise had a big stoush with Brooke Shields in 2005 when he criticised her for taking anti-depressant medication after the birth of her daughter in 2003. Ironically enough, both Holmes and Shields gave birth to a daughter on the same day- April 18, 2006.

Cruise has also successfully sued against people who have claimed he is homosexual.

Other weird behaviour of Tom's includes buying a sonogram machine for monitoring the baby and joking about eating the placenta after the birth.






Verdict...

In my opinion, it's hard to say if Holmes is genuine in love with Cruise or has been somehow coerced. He was her childhood crush, and she dreamt of marrying him when she grew up. With that being the case, she may well be seeing this as some kind of fairy tale or dream come true. On the other hand, even with the media hyperbole surrounding the couple, she does seem heavily under his influence, to the point where she has denounced her former religion, cut off ties with former staff, and has turned down the role of a drug addict on Tom's advice.

It will be interesting to see what turns the saga takes in the future.

Following the public backlash against the 'TomKat' relationship and his Scientologist agenda, Cruise recently demoted his Scientologist-publicist-sister in favour of veteran publicist Paul Bloch.

Even so, his behaviour seems to be getting increasingly odder.

I'm sure it'll all fall apart at some point. If nothing else, surely Cruise's falling popularity will take it's toll.

I give them two years, max.

Then maybe someday in the future, we can get the tell-all expose from Holmes and find out what really happened.

As for Scientology, I had always thought of it as a big joke and really easy fodder for making Tom Cruise look bad.

Researching this post, however, I found the reality to be a lot darker.

Celebrities such as Cruise, as well as Michael Jackson, are often publicised negatively as markers against which we, the public, can feel comparatively normal.

To us they are characters, acting in wacky ways for our enjoyment.

However, Cruise's links with Scientology aren't a joke, even if that is how they are commonly conceived. The media does play its role in portraying Scientology negatively, but it also needs to go further in taking seriously the fact that it is a religious cult.

Free Katie!











*Completely unrelated to Scientology- Jason Lee has a son called Pilot Inspektor Riesgraf Lee. What the?

Monday, May 08, 2006

2006 Logies- John 'Always the Bridesmaid' Wood gets Gold.



Onya Woody! It's about time mate.

Despite the pitiful state of Australian television in general, as far as Logies go, 2006 was a pretty good year.

Bert Newton and Adam Hills both did an excellent job in their hosting roles, and it was great to see Chris Lilley of We Can be Heroes take out two awards as he's genuinely talented.

However, I'm sure a lot of people would agree with Jonathan Green in his assertion that: "If there was one question that best summed the red carpet experience at last night's Logies, it was "who's that?""

Personally, I think they should lose the B-Grade International 'Stars' they always ship out. Chris Noth in particular was a shocker.






Fashion-wise, I was pretty impressed:

Hits...



Kerri-Anne Kennerly looked gorgeous. Both her and Rebecca Gibney seem to get younger each year.



Jackie Woodburne a.k.a. Susan Kennedy- ditto.



Kimberly Davies- So you didn't make it in Hollywood. Maybe you could go back to Neighbours and seduce Lou again.



Jemma Gawned and Daniel MacPherson- When former reality television stars meet former Neighbours stars.

Odds that their offspring will end up in some combination of the two, such as a reality show about becoming the next Neighbour's Starlet- 2 to 1.



I like Bec. She's always so tanned and colorful. Very 'Sydney'. Even if her husband is a bit of a tool and her poetry leaves a lot to be desired.

It freaks me out when people younger than me have kids and husbands though.



Oh Maria. Don't ever change!



Kate Ritchie- this is about the best she's ever looked. She's lost weight and the 'glamour' thing really suits her. Go Sally!



Fiona of 'The Biggest Loser' fame. Oh I love her. Somebody give her a presenting job NOW.



Stephanie MacIntosh. I think she looks cute. Much better than last year's debacle.



Misses...



Matthew and Patti Newton- Matching mother and son outfits. Um... why?



Erika Heynatz- You forgot to put an actual dress over your slip honey.



Jennifer Hawkins- Don't like the dress; don't like the eye-makeup.



The dress is fine, but the hair is too big, Birchmore.





Highlights of my weekend:

-Somehow scamming my way into a private party at Cherry with an open bar. (Thanks Kat!)

-Seeing the boy. He cheered me up.



Lowlights of my weekend:

-Uni work. Each and every essay kills me. I love uni, but I'll be really happy to be finished at the end of the year.

-Getting teary on a number of occasions on Sunday. For instance, when Elise got evicted from Big Brother and was talking about withdrawing into her shell I really empathised with her. And when they noted how she was sleeping a lot I empathised there too- often if you're depressed, sleeping more than usual can be consoling.


Neither a highlight nor a lowlight:

A girl I was chatting to at the Black Cat said: "By the way, your cleavage is awesome tonight". I responded "Oh thanks... mate" then looked away awkwardly.

I don't take compliments well at the best of times. What is the correct etiquette when a girl complements your cleavage?