Negative shadows flicker green behind the edges of everything
UPDATE:
- I'd like to second KT's motion regarding anonymous readers. Particularly, how bout some news about the wedding? "Can-on" and enjoyable work from MC Dave, is all I've really heard. I did try to call during the reception, but paul's mob went to voicemail.
- On Saturday I cooked a kick arse afghani chicken and spinach dish, based on this, but modified because of my inability to find lamb in this strange country. Restaurant scene in this town is pretty optional, home cooking is definitely the way of the future.
- Afterwards I went to a Halloween party, which then moved to X3M (like a moth to a flame). I got invited to dancing lessons next friday... Not sure what it was about my dancing that made people think "professional instruction required", but there you go.
Aurora over Kiruna.
(Not taken by me, more jubblies here.)
(Not taken by me, more jubblies here.)
Just one interesting piece of news: On November 23rd, I will be entering the arctic circle for the first time in my life. I will be visiting a company in Kiruna in far north Sweden, home of the ice hotel and, in favourable conditions, a prime spot for viewing the northern lights.
But I'm currently bum-sideways with work of a more technical and less blog-amenable nature, so perhaps it's a good time to don the reflective sunglasses, twist the neck and squint back into the auroral oeuvre that is left hovering, like a plasma pheromone trail, over all the lands I pass.
What I mean is, here's some old stories. Three times this past year I wrote articles for the dive club newsletter about trips, and maybe some non-dive people would like to read them to gain some insight into just what goes on, and hopefully have a bit of a laugh.
Great Barrier Reef, Jan 2005
Jervis Bay, Easter 2005
Underwater photography (okay, I lied, that one's not about a trip).
But I'm currently bum-sideways with work of a more technical and less blog-amenable nature, so perhaps it's a good time to don the reflective sunglasses, twist the neck and squint back into the auroral oeuvre that is left hovering, like a plasma pheromone trail, over all the lands I pass.
What I mean is, here's some old stories. Three times this past year I wrote articles for the dive club newsletter about trips, and maybe some non-dive people would like to read them to gain some insight into just what goes on, and hopefully have a bit of a laugh.
Great Barrier Reef, Jan 2005
Jervis Bay, Easter 2005
Underwater photography (okay, I lied, that one's not about a trip).
posted by I-Rock at 4:36 PM
8 Comments:
Will they be serving steamed hams in Kiruna??
p.s. i know i've been saying that for a while but i just dont go home taht often!
Well, Seymour, you are an odd fellow, but I must say you steam a good ham.
Based on your efforts at Richie's wedding, I'd say it was EVERYTHING about your dancing that required some sort of professional tuition. I believe Mandy's expression was 'Crazy dancing ninja rabbit'. By the way, said craziness was captured on video...
My heart bleeds for you. If I was in a country where you could not get lamb, I would consider moving, moving into the lamb importing business that is.
Were you out looking for lamb sometime saturday morning? If so, I was probably eating some "to die for" roast lamb at the wedding reception at precisely the same time you were scouring your local butchers for it.
No dead lambikins, huh? Have you considered taking the proactive approach and running screaming into the nearest field armed with a long knife, wooden club and mincer? The lord helps those who help themselves.
bah, at least I did dance. Mandy's got some nerve!
Those concerned about lack of lamb: I've found a pakistani guy here, who has some leads on a possible source.
i.e., he knows a shop where you can buy it.
Yo funboy! I cant say i am overly distressed that lamb is not a common table accessory in your new foreign home. It wont dissuade me from heading there in the future. Though i empathise with your predicament. If there were no beans, no cottage cheese, and no potatoes in london, i would be a cranky little shit!!!
I like lamb also.
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