I know the urge/motivation/inspiration to post again has just returned but for the next 2 weeks I will be enjoying both the relaxing and adventurous side of Bali, so, brb.

Lectiones Sacrae Ex Libris Indiana 06:00

Apart from my daily reading of the smh.com.au another source I regularly read for a bit of "whot's goin on at ome" is news.com.au. So my "news" comes from both an online broadsheet and what could loosely be described as a tabloid, but this week they sunk to a new low* as they attempted to broadside Gordon Ramsey. Now "ole Gordo" is usually good for an expletive or two and is not shy of the old blow-up, but here he was dignified, respectful and I think spot on.

As for the "reviewer" the journalist sat next to at Maze, What did he think he was getting, you order a steak "well done", you have just asked the kitchen to cook it until its burnt to a cinder and has no flavour or juice left, and then you try to complain about it. And as for news.com.au trying to make this "news" worthy...FFS, if I hadn't been reading it on my MAC I would have used it to line the bottom of a bird cage.

In a week where papers, the TV, and the Inter-geek was flooded with messages about MJ, a poor little black kid who rejected his race and sought to squander his millions on plastic surgery to become white all while molesting little boys dominates the news, instead of focusing on the "deaths for oil" debacle that is the Middle East, or rather the thousands losing their jobs with no easing in sight, this instead is the best some papers can come up with...something is seriously wrong in the world.

*I think someone in the editorial team must have purchased the journalists in his team shovels.

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: A Blank Slate

Technorati Tag: The Dogs Name, Gordon Ramsey, News.com.au, Epic Fail

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This has to be a simply amazing idea, every guy should have one, the Krups Beertender

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: A Blog Without Words

Technorati Tag: The Dogs Name, Man Stuff, Boys Toys

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So on the casual mention of a friend I decided to alter my daily ride and explore a path I had not taken knowing that it would flow into a path I had taken just a few days earlier.

...half way up a hill in a small fecund clearing a flower "decorated", or rather strewn mound reminds of a freshly interned burial plot and whether this is its purpose or not I have not stopped to investigate but from the quick glimpse I give it as I avoid nearby traffic its as close to an accurate description as I can give. The coast down the other side not to mention a break in traffic gives me a moment to reflect on graves and burial and I am reminded of those areas in Indonesia where relatives are buried until such time as the family can afford the wood for cremation, at which time up the family member comes and onto the wood pile. Whereas, until space and rising costs became a factor in the west they just tended to leave them in the buried state...6 feet down.

And as I rode up onto the foot path around a parked truck and then jumped from the gutter back to the road to avoid an old lady, I wondered...

...why six feet?

Well apparently it was the idea of the Lord Mayor of London in 1665 as a method to stop the plague spreading from a dead body to the living, a sort of earthy shroud of protection for the living. Later it made sense to stop scavengers from getting to the free meal, but it's no longer enforced or even the law, and after a poke around Google I found that California only requires 18 inches of dirt over the corpse...so shallow graves are not just the thing for crime stories and psycho killers getting rid of the evidence.

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: Something Buried

Technorati Tag: The Dogs Name, Six Feet Under, Musings

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...slowly the sounds of the surrounding suburb aid in the waking up, the hiss of brakes, the slllssshhh of the street sweeper, the steady grumble of diesel trucks starting the days deliveries periodically interrupted by the clang of steel as surrounding construction sites come to life...

A general malaise punctuated by moments of levity but underscored by a very "run-down" feeling. Basically I feel tired and in need of a break, the irony of which is not lost on moi since I am on a holiday and the batteries seem to still be refusing a charge.

Every day a new "ache" to replace one that real or imagined is now replaced, an energy sucking humid heat, not scorching but more of a warm nature designed not to replace chills but drain, the remnants of the flu (cue: ~oink~ jokes) only adds to a sense of basic "blah".

Maybe it is the senseless directionless moments where purpose and action are at odds and instead of progress a steady feeling of retarding hangs over and haunts a static reality.

Maybe the simple thing is that I need to get laid...but since the libido seems to have taken itself off on a holiday without me even the urge to engage in such is buried in the "blah".

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: Another Ache

Technorati Tag: The Dogs Name, Over Thinking, Malaise

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Transformers: While it might be true that the movie has a certain amount of charm and "watchability", no small measure of this can be attributed and is thanks to this:


As for the rest, this movie is pure escapist action, like a Clive Cussler novel devoured while relaxing on some tropical beach, this movie is a CGI roller-coaster of one-liners, matrix inspired slow motion fights, the heaving breasts of the aforementioned "charm" and lots of healthy explosions pined to a "let's save the world from evil aliens" scenario. In other words, it's a great flick, not the most high-brow or requiring of the deepest thoughts, but heck its as good as any of the other crap that LeBeouf guy has been in...and at least in this one he gets to the kiss the girl...a few times. ~grin~

NOTE: I figured if I was going to breathe some life into this old dog, who better to help me than Megan Fox. ~bigger grin~

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: The allspark

Technorati Tag: The Dogs Name, Transformers 2, Megan Fox

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