Last post for 2006.

Maybe...

So I'm off to Sydney tomorrow for my annual Christmas pilgrammage. I'm really looking forward to seeing mum and dad, J1 and T, and even a handful of mates. I may even sneak in a visit to Camper Dan as she'll be in town as well.

I'm going to be without my computer for the next week as well so I'm not sure if I'll be posting again this year... But with the last gig coming up, you may get some nervous banter or post-gig ramblings. Who can say?

Anyway, I'd just like to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and all the best for 2007. I could get all sentimental and list my highs and lows of this year but I'm feeling a little emotional this morning (in reality, I'm just tired because it didn't drop below 25 degrees last night and I couldn't sleep!).

This year began with devastating heartache for the Tsai family. Yet despite our loss, our family was reunited in more ways than one.

There have been other losses, illnesses and events have unfolded beyond our control, most of which can't be undone.

And there have been those exhilirating moments, flashes of sheer brilliance, side-splitting laughter and even the slightest possibility of hope that have made my heart beat a little faster, maybe even stop for a millisecond...

For all these things, I am thankful. It's been an interesting and challenging year, to say the least.

Fare thee well, 2006.

Bring it on, 2007.

Taxicab Confessions.

On Saturday night, CN and I went to the East Brunswick Club to see Jen Cloher and The Endless Sea... Jen and the band were absolutely brilliant and hopefully it won't be too long a wait before we see them headlining again.

Trying to get home, however, was not so brilliant. As everyone was purged out of the venue at the same time, there were around 30-40 people waiting for cabs. I had been waiting for a while but was a bit further up the street from the venue so as to get the first cab to come along (up here for thinking...).

Finally, a taxi arrived and I jumped in. As we were about to take off, a woman waiting further down the street flagged us down and asked my cab driver to book her a cab. He politely told her there was no point because it might be half an hour away. Knowing full well how annoying it is to not be able to get home, I asked her where she was going and because it was on my way, said that I would share the cab with her.

She ended up going back to her pack of 10 or so people and had a small conference about my offer - at least that's what I assumed she was doing. While this was going on, my cabbie just wanted to go and leave them all behind, bless him. Eventually, the woman got in the cab and another woman, talking on her mobile phone, hopped into the back seat with me.

As we started driving off, the woman in the backseat was still chatting away and said rather loudly, 'I just jumped in a taxi with two people I don't know. I'd better go.'

What the...?

Anyway, it was all very random and I met two new people... and decided I'm never going to share my cab again. Not with complete strangers, at least.

Last dance.

On Saturday, 30th December 2006, I will be playing what is most likely to be my last DJ gig ever.

This coincides with a change in management at The Glasshouse Hotel, which you will have read about in this blog over the past few years. It's where I have toiled for many hours of my 'spare time'.

As of 1st January 2007, Mother Hubbard will no longer be the lessee... it's time to move on. Befittingly, she is throwing the 'Kiss My Arse' NYE party there on the 31st with DJ Shannyn at the decks.

So if you can, join me for one last spin before I hang up the headies for good. I'm going old school... so basically everything from 1997 through to 2006... with a minor lapse 2002/03. We're talking disco, vocal, progressive, electro and tribal house. No RnB.

And naturally... I won't be taking requests.

See you...

The family.

So... J1 and J2 (and AM) have convened in Toronto.

Seeing as no one who was actually there is blogging about it, there was also some sort of family reunion with SAHM's family, the family doctors and their spouses on Sunday night. I would have liked to have seen something on YouTube with A1 throwing everyone out at 8:30pm... maybe that's in the works.

One can't help but feel a little bit left out. At least I got to see A&M when they made a drive-by visit to Melbourne a couple of weeks back. Unfortunately, there is no photographic evidence of the occasion. *frowns*

Anyway, I've spoken briefly to J1 and very briefly to J2 on ye olde MSN Messenger. J1 has also been updating me with text messages on my phone. Today I received a rather cryptic message from J2 asking if I preferred robots or sumo wrestlers... I'm not quite sure what's going on over in the Great White North but my curiosity (or paranoia) has been triggered.

It reminds me all too much of the 3Ts in the 80s and their not so secret club located in the basement of 21 Crowson Bay.

I wonder what sort of knitted robot I'm getting.

New Blogger?

Is anyone switching?

I don't have a Google sign in.

*hmph*

Game on.

The TXRD season 2006/07 began last weekend with the Holy Rollers defeating the Hellcats 52 - 35.

I love the M.F. Holy Rollers... They're my hot tip to take out the 2007 Calvello Cup.

*double derby hand gesture*

(photo courtesy of m.f.h.r.)

Vermin.

There seems to be some sort of infestation of tiny flying bugs here.

Every now and then, one will fly past my computer screen or hover around what I'm measuring and annoy the bejeezus out of me. Hardly an infestation, you say? Shut it.

Naturally, I try to catch the little bastards and smash them... Only they're rather agile and I end up looking like a mad woman.

So I've just announced to the fellas that there are indeed little flies and I'm not nuts, what with my cussing and banging about. Unfortunately, only the least sane of the group (myself excluded) has seen the little flies as well.

*hmph*

And no, this is nothing like the opening scene of 'A Scanner Darkly' - which happens to be my recommended movie of the week. Or month. Depends if I see anything else or not.

Note.

Photos which you will not be seeing on this blog that I would love to post are:

• the House of Sticks Summer Fashions parade featuring summer dresses and this season's tennis accessories;
• Big Easy's Etiquette 101 Class; and
• Camper Dan pulling on her wetsuit.

Pt. Addis, Great Ocean Road, 3rd December, 2006.

What a spunk! >=o)

Gipps Street, Collingwood, 15th November 2006.

From a distance.

Up close and personal.

By the way, that's hail, not snow.

10-12 November, 2006.

When burnt out, supremookie chooses to escape and rejuvenate at the Medina Executive Apartments, Fitzroy Street, St. Kilda.

3rd November, 2006.

This was the Hot Air Balloon invasion of 3rd November 2006. These photos were taken from my desk at work. (It takes more than a few balloons to make me stand up at that time in the morning!)