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Monday, September 13, 2004
Do not disturb
Your thin end for today:
I was never a thirteen year old.
I did not listen to strange and ugly music. I did not lock myself away in my room. I did not dress up in outrageous gear and I certainly NEVER sang in front of the mirror. That is the behaviour of a seriously disturbed person. Or a teenager.
Chant with me: My daughter is not like her mother. My daughter is not like her mother. My daughter is not like her mother. Now you're getting it :-)
I was not disturbed, though I was a fighter right from the start. Not only does Raewyn have good cause to remember that but also the scar to prove it. And she even remembers how it got there :-)
Jam my bloody fingers in the car door and think I won't belt you with a piece of pipe for your trouble...
I remember being four years old and travelling across Cook Strait not long after the Wahine sank. I remember watching the welders arc flashing brightly from inside the Wahine's hull as they began the process of removing her from the harbour.
I also recall being an all-but-16-year-old listening to Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy on the Radio the night of November 28th 1979 when an Air New Zealand DC-10 crashed onto Mt Erebus, taking all 257 people onboard with her.
That's a hard one to forget. But I cannot recall ever being 13.
I think I would have hated to be an only child; who would I have tortured? Myself? That would be like self-mutilation or self-flagellation or self-abuse or something self-ish...
Today's prophesy - We are making history one day at a time. What did you make today?
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I was never a thirteen year old.
I did not listen to strange and ugly music. I did not lock myself away in my room. I did not dress up in outrageous gear and I certainly NEVER sang in front of the mirror. That is the behaviour of a seriously disturbed person. Or a teenager.
Chant with me: My daughter is not like her mother. My daughter is not like her mother. My daughter is not like her mother. Now you're getting it :-)
I was not disturbed, though I was a fighter right from the start. Not only does Raewyn have good cause to remember that but also the scar to prove it. And she even remembers how it got there :-)
Jam my bloody fingers in the car door and think I won't belt you with a piece of pipe for your trouble...
I remember being four years old and travelling across Cook Strait not long after the Wahine sank. I remember watching the welders arc flashing brightly from inside the Wahine's hull as they began the process of removing her from the harbour.
I also recall being an all-but-16-year-old listening to Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy on the Radio the night of November 28th 1979 when an Air New Zealand DC-10 crashed onto Mt Erebus, taking all 257 people onboard with her.
That's a hard one to forget. But I cannot recall ever being 13.
I think I would have hated to be an only child; who would I have tortured? Myself? That would be like self-mutilation or self-flagellation or self-abuse or something self-ish...
Today's prophesy - We are making history one day at a time. What did you make today?
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Sunday, September 12, 2004
Phat
Your thin end for today:
I have all the computers in this house networked, and I use VNC to administer them remotely when I want to. This saves a bit of creeping up and down the stairs to get at the Oldies computers.
Anyway, if I log onto the kids computer, then run their VNC and log into Reg's computer and then run his VNC to log on to Joan's computer, I can use HER VNC to log into the kids computer...
Sort of like a room full of mirrors, really. Except it's not in one room it's in 4 and it doesnt involve any mirrors...
Rivetting stuff, innit?
Today's prophesy - It is possible that you may eventually, at some point, be aware of something in your, or someone else's, life. And then again, maybe not.
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I have all the computers in this house networked, and I use VNC to administer them remotely when I want to. This saves a bit of creeping up and down the stairs to get at the Oldies computers.
Anyway, if I log onto the kids computer, then run their VNC and log into Reg's computer and then run his VNC to log on to Joan's computer, I can use HER VNC to log into the kids computer...
Sort of like a room full of mirrors, really. Except it's not in one room it's in 4 and it doesnt involve any mirrors...
Rivetting stuff, innit?
Today's prophesy - It is possible that you may eventually, at some point, be aware of something in your, or someone else's, life. And then again, maybe not.
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