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Lockdown #6 partly ended overnight; as most “non-essential” retail is still closed (much to their and my frustration), the lockdown will not properly end until all shops re-open, a week or so away.
Melbourne passed Buenos Aires’ world record for time spent in COVID-19 lockdown on 4/10 (267 days at that point), a very miserable “achievement”. Below, a summary of the LD periods so far:
On Wednesday 22/9, there was a big earthquake (magnitude 6) in Victoria at 9:15 am, felt across south-eastern Australia. My parents and I were at Southland SC. I did not feel it at all; my parents did (sitting in their car in the multi-level carpark for their coffee). I did notice staff standing outside shops (there for click-and-collect services), seeming agitated. It caused some damage to buildings, but no injuries. It is the largest earthquake here since European settlement!
Michele had to have surgery to remove a kidney stone! She had this procedure done on Wednesday, and is now at home recovering. Emails she sent to Dad:
- 16/10: I’m having surgery to remove my kidney stone through the public system this coming Wednesday, sometime in the morning. It’s a short operation. That’s primarily my reason for going public because the wait time for surgery is short and it’s pretty much free. I then have a stent in place which is removed a few weeks later under a local anaesthetic. The hospital is less than 30 minutes from home which makes it easily accessible. It's a shame that the body can’t make stones that are priceless instead; a pearl wouldn’t go astray.
- 20/10: Just home from hospital. All went fine and I have very good helpers at home (Tim and Trin). I’ll catch up with you more when I’m more awake.
- Reply from Dad: 22/10: Hi Michele. Pleased to hear that all went well with your op. I would have liked to have told Mum at some stage, but I think it would have caused rather too much worry worry. I need to keep most subjects fairly simple these days because she tends to make mountains out of molehills if she doesn't grasp them strait away. One bright spot for her to look forward to is the opening of RSL next Tuesday for meals. It has been quite a major item of complaint, but our Premier can now rest assured that he will not get his nosed punched if he crosses her path, having done the right thing at last! I hope you make a quick recovery and can get back to normal again. It is good that you have two good helpers to keep you in order. Love to all and thanks be to God. Love, Dad
- 22/10: I’m fine with Mum not knowing at all as she would never stop worrying about me even long after the event! I do have a follow up procedure in 2-3 weeks but I’m not certain exactly when this is. For now I have to live with some minor discomfort of a stent until this is removed. I have a few days before work so I have a chance to rest.
- 22/10: I forgot to mention that with regards to Suzy knowing about my op. I can only think that she overheard your conversation with me. There’s no other way that she could have known about it.
The last one peeved me a little – am I not allowed to know, considering she is my sister? Why did she not want me to know in the first place?
| Number | Began | Ended | Duration in days |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 30/3/2020 | 12/5/2020 | 43 |
| 2 | 8/7/2020 | 27/10/2020 | 111 |
| 3 | 12/2/2021 | 17/2/2021 | 5 |
| 4 | 27/5/2021 | 10/6/2021 | 14 |
| 5 | 15/7/2021 | 27/7/2021 | 12 |
| 6 | 5/8/2021 at 8pm. | ||
| Lockdowns began & ended at 11:59pm unless otherwise noted. Sources: Wikipedia; ABC News article | |||
Lockdown #5 was imposed upon Victoria from Thursday 15/7 due to the virus spreading from a large outbreak in Sydney. 5 days initially, but there are ominous hints it will be extended to 2 weeks. I am furious and depressed yet again; cannot browse in shops as most are closed. I feel a constant low-level anxiety, exacerbated by the current lockdown and disruption to my usual routine. I am stressed all the time and can’t relax. I now hate Premier Daniel Andrews like no other politician, and his sycophantic followers also (mostly younger inner-city people).
Mid-winter. Very cold mornings this week (3°-5°C) but fine days, until next Sunday at least. Very difficult for me to function, though. My parents’ house (the one I have lived in all my life so far) is very old – a weatherboard – with poor insulation and it does not retain any heat, which is bad for electricity and gas bills. I dream of simply having a well-insulated apartment, but that is likely to remain a dream in my current situation.
I went to Chadstone SC by bus this morning; the route was introduced in June 2019 and goes right past our house, so getting to Chadstone and back now only takes 20 m or so, and is not an ordeal like trying to drive and park there was with Mum. The obvious disadvantage is being limited by the bus timetable (every half-hour or so on weekdays).
I feel lethargic and disinterested in everything; have not done anything productive on my computer for a few days. I just do daily chores and have my meals.
Mum thankfully had no obvious adverse reactions to her AstraZeneca vaccine on Friday, apart from a little tiredness. I have read this is because the immune system is stronger in younger people, so they may display more severe symptoms, as I found out! So my parents and I are now half-vaccinated, with our second doses due in September.
Been having some fun and frustrations with this application. I have learned how to create inline Scalable Vector Graphics art; very simple renderings of exoplanets for my current worldbuilding project – one example below of a gas giant, and the underlying SVG code (may only display in the latest browsers):
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</linearGradient>
<radialGradient id="RadialGradientBCWshadow">
<stop offset="50%" stop-color="#00000033"/>
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</svg>I found out how to make a Javascript sortable table work in the static export of a TiddlyWiki, as described at the r/TiddlyWiki5 subReddit (Archive.org backup link).
After much puzzling and exasperation, I also solved an image embedding macro issue, where an embedded image would not display – turned out the syntax order seems to be important:
Note: the[images/$image$]in brackets must come last in the sequence, otherwise the macro won’t work.
\define imageEmbedWidth(alt,width,image)
[img alt=$alt$ loading=lazy width=$width$ [images/$image$]]
\endSo small things, but it feels good to solve such issues!
Mum had her first dose of the AstraZeneca vaccine administered today, so we shall see what side-effects she has (hopefully not as severe as mine). Summary of our reactions to the first dose:
I seem to be mostly okay again after last Sunday’s vaccine side-effects, but later last week the Government decided to revise the recommended AstraZeneca vaccine age from over 50 to over 60! Due to the still-rare but serious blood clotting side-effect. Much to my exasperation! They did state that those who had had a first dose should still get the second, as the risk is then much lower. So I will have to worry about getting clots until a month or so has passed.
I keep vacillating between continuing my TiddlyWikis or not. I do find the program rather fun to use (despite some limitations), compared to others I have tried, and keep coming back to it.
AstraZeneca side/after-effects: yesterday (Sunday), the day after the vaccine was HELL – fatigue, nausea, headache, no appetite, could barely function. The worst I have felt in a long time! Today I seem to be feeling better 🤞 so hopefully the worst is over? (And that the second dose in 12 weeks won’t be so bad?) If I had known the effects would be that debilitating, I might have reconsidered having the vaccine.
Still feeling mostly back to normal; my appetite has returned and I had my normal meals. Timeline of yesterday:
Had my hair trimmed last Friday 11/6; it is still one length but now rather short! I can still braid it, but only just. It will grow again.
I had the first of two doses of the COVID-19 vaccine today! The AstraZeneca variant. Made an appointment at my local GP (East Bentleigh Medical Group). My second dose appointment is for 4/9/2021. I will have to be careful of side effects, so I will see how I go.
Lockdown #4 was eased last Friday, but with many restrictions still in place: 25 km travel radius, facemasks indoors and out, signing in to every shop now mandatory, either with a smartphone scanning a QR code, or a sign-in book for those without a phone (such as myself). This is a real annoyance as it puts one off casually wandering into shops and browsing. And there is the constant threat of further lockdowns, which only add to ongoing mental stress.
Gale-force winds last Wednesday 9/6 wreaked havoc across Victoria, with some regions such as the Dandenong hills hard-hit, due to the tall Mountain Ash tree forests there on steep slopes with houses built amongst these. Also severe flooding in some parts of the state, and power outages for thousands of residents.
This morning was the coldest Melbourne morning in 70 years:
Melbourne has shivered through its coldest May morning in more than 70 years, the Bureau of Meteorology said on Sunday. Temperatures fell to 1.7C, which is the lowest for the city since mid last century. It was the coldest May morning since 1949. But the coldest on record was May 29 in 1916 when temperatures plummeted to −1.1C. The BOM posted to Twitter on Sunday saying, “if you are less than 71 years and 364 days old, it is the coldest May Melbourne morning in your lifetime.”
Very difficult for me to arise and function, especially in a poorly-insulated weatherboard house. I have poor circulation and my hands get corpse-cold, which is extremely uncomfortable. Still, I am grateful I am not homeless (so far); I think I would give up and perish if I had to endure this weather outdoors as so many homeless do.
The day was clear, sunny and glorious, but still chilly. A lot of local people out walking and little vehicle traffic due to the 5 km lockdown boundary; Sundays are usually busy on the roads as many people go out. Frustratingly, there are hints that the lockdown might be extended again.
Another COVID-19 breakout in Melbourne, so back into a 7-day “snap lockdown” again – from midnight tonight. If it is not extended. A strict lockdown, so no non-essential shops open and a 5km limit on movement. An unnecessarily overzealous reaction in my view as businesses will again suffer and some may likely close for good. I did get the train into the City (Melbourne CBD) this morning for a quick visit to a couple of bookshops.
Weather is getting colder, with some low single-digit mornings forecast, which makes getting up in the early morning and functioning even more difficult.
Talked to Julie at her workplace in the IGA supermarket in Bentleigh, and found out that two of my cousin Heather’s daughters have, or are soon to have, children! Mimi was born to Brittany on 3/2/2021, and Paris is due on 4/8/2021, a girl also. So Heather is now a grandmother!
Do I regret not having children? Considering I never found a partner – all that romance stuff just never happened to me. I would not have wanted one when younger, and now the prospect is only an abstract notion as I have presumably passed the reproductive years. I wonder what a child of mine would have been like. To quote the poet Robert Frost, it is a “road not taken.”
I developed an awful pain in the center of my abdomen, from yesterday afternoon to this morning. Some nausea and one vomit, and upset at the other end too. I wonder if this were a abdominal migraine, as I can’t think of anything I ate that caused it. It is the worst I have felt for a while, and I could not find pain relief (painkillers seemed ineffective). The pain seems to have receded now, though I am still feeling fragile.
Forgot to mention that on the early morning of Friday 13/4, I had a spectacular and unexpected sighting this morning of what seemed to be Starlink satellites around 5:15 a.m., heading in a long line from SE to NE! They were very bright and there were dozens of them. It's the first time I have seen these. A lot of other people in Melbourne saw them too!
I watched a movie last week called Aniara, a gloomy but oddly compelling tale based on a 1956 Swedish poem about passengers on a cruise spaceship that is evacuating people from Earth to Mars due to a climate crisis, but it gets knocked off course and its passengers and crew, unable to be rescued, gradually go insane as years pass. They eventually reach a distant star system … over 5 million years later, when the ship’s inhabitants have long since perished.
Today is one year since my bicycle accident – going by date, but last year the day was a Tuesday. I feel unable and unwilling to ride now; I have lost all enthusiasm for it. I do have dreams of the accident sometimes, but distorted; the most recent featured some sort of white vehicle coming at me on the Nepean Highway. I often jerk awake (hypnic jerk) at the moment of impact.
Autumn weather is making itself felt, with the chilly mornings setting in and the leaves of deciduous trees turning reds and golds. Today is nice and sunny, which is always more cheering for me.
Michele arrived last Friday 30/4 and departed for Brisbane yesterday.
I got my influenza vaccine done at the local chemist last Friday also. The injection site on my left upper arm was sore for a couple of days, but that was all the side-effects I noticed. I guess I will try to get the COVID-19 vaccine when it becomes available, but the rollout so far has been erratic.
Mum and Dad returned from Kyneton last Friday 23/4. Mum had to get another root canal performed today.
Michele is traveling to Melbourne again this coming Friday and staying with us until the following Thursday, barring any snap lockdowns.
I booked in at the local chemist (Friday 10:30) for my annual flu vaccine – I have no idea when I will be able to get a COVID-19 vaccine, though!
I was locked out of one of my most-frequented forums, NASASpaceflight.com, for over a week as my password stopped working for some reason! I was unable to reset it (wrong email address as things turned out), but also unable to contact the help email address there. I had to resort to contacting the owner of the site’s Facebook page, but they also had trouble getting to the webmaster. However, he finally contacted me today and my access to my account was (hopefully!) restored. I signed up in December 2005, not long after the forum was opened, so I did not want to lose my post history there.
Mum and Dad finally managed to leave on Friday for their week-long stay at Kyneton Bushland Resort, which they missed out on last year due to the COVID-19 lockdown. Unfortunately Mum put up a huge fuss (dementia-related, I think) and there was much uncertainty as to whether they would go, but they finally did (about an hour-and-a-half drive up there). Mum was practically having tantrums, moaning and carrying on; very stressful for Dad & I.
I am now exhausted and destressing a bit. It is much more peaceful by myself, but I am hampered by my being not able to drive – public transport is not always suitable and can be inconvenient. I am also not riding my bicycle anymore due to great reluctance, so that option has gone.
Easter Monday – a public holiday, annoyingly; we have too many of these, and they feel especially onerous due to all the lockdown shutdowns of last year.
I patted a dog on Saturday! I was walking home past the Patterson Rd shops and a man walked past with his elderly dog, who was ambling along. He said the dog would not hurt me, so I impulsively stopped to pat him and asked a little about him (rather unusually for me!). The dog was 16, a mixed-breed (golden retriever, border collie and some others) and had very soft long black and tan fur, and a grey muzzle. He was quiet and seemed to like being patted.
Mum had to get a root canal done last week; she and Dad keep getting cavities. They keep eating sweets and biscuits (like many elderly do), so more tooth problems will be inevitable. At some point I think one should cut one’s losses and get dentures fitted. Implants would be more ideal, but they are hugely expensive.
I watched a 2019 space movie called Proxima, and enjoyed it! A quiet film, focused more on the mother-daughter relationship but that was well done and a nice change from big-budget Hollywood blockbusters. Reasonably realistic as much as I could ascertain, and I (naturally!) liked the scenes showing training at Star City. Definitely recommend it. (The Space Review article; forum thread at NASASpaceflight.com and at CollectSpace.com)
Michele departed this morning for her home in Brisbane; she caught the Melbourne-bound train from Patterson Station around 10 a.m., then a bus to Tullamarine Airport. She rang around 3:30 to say she had arrived at Brisbane Airport, so she is safely home, at least.
Michele made it here from Brisbane, arriving Friday. She last visited here last year, staying from Friday 7/2 to Sunday 9/2.
It will soon be a year since the extreme lockdown of Victoria (23/3/2020 entry). Still a ridiculous overreaction in my view, and the lockdown policy has devastated much of the world’s economy. The threat of more snap lockdowns still looms.
Haven’t written for a while; just have not felt like it. The year progresses slowly. The COVID-19 virus still dominates the world headlines. In Australia it has been mostly suppressed, but there are still breakouts – Premier Dan Andrews imposed a 5-day “circuit-breaker” lockdown from Saturday 13/2 to midnight of Wednesday 17/2, to the frustration of businesses. It seemed to work, but everyone remains on edge for another snap lockdown if and when the virus pops up again.
Michele is flying from Queensland to stay with my parents and I from this coming Friday to next Wednesday – if the virus does not get out of control! It returned in Brisbane and NSW last week, with limited lockdowns imposed, so things are uncertain until Michele is actually on her way down here.
I have not ridden my bicycle for a few months now; I do not want to go near it at the moment. I also lack the energy to even ride it. My weight is around 41 kg or so, where I want it to be. Of course there are side-effects, but being able to wear smaller-size clothes is worth it.
My relationship with my parents is difficult, with frequent verbal altercations. They are old and almost intolerable to be around at times, and I am really not coping. I seem to spend most of my day with cleaning up and other chores. I barely have any physical or mental energy for my creative work.
Mum’s sore leg or hip (see previous entry) has improved a bit, but she still uses the walking cane now for support.
Well into the New Year now. The Coronavirus is still a major focus of media attention, though Victoria has not yet endured another lockdown. I have not felt much like writing.
I was thinking today while out walking that 100 years ago the year was 1921 and my late maternal grandmother would have not long turned 23 (born 4 February 1898). She was the grandparent I was closest to and I think of, and miss her, nearly every day.
Mum has had some health issues: her right leg became sore last week to the point of walking with great difficulty – she had to resort to using a walking stick (the blue one I bought when I was enduring a spate of foot and leg injuries back in 2018: a foot tendon injury, then plantar fasciitis, then a partial tear of my left adductor groin muscle!). She went to Holmsglen Private Hospital to get an MRI scan (to have it done that day, go through the Emergency department, as it turned out), but nothing specific was detected, so she was advised that the hip and leg issue would heal over time. She and her brother (my Uncle) also share the 4 February birthday, and she turned 83. Old age is noticeably debilitating her (my uncle, who is 11 years older, has been in a nursing home since 2019).
I am mentally and physically exhausted, much of this from cleaning up after my parents, and am “running on fumes” by day’s end. I barely have any enthusiasm for creative work, and can only manage tiny portions of this now and then.
I have not ridden my bicycle for a few months; I have lost enthusiasm for it and simply do not want to. Perhaps I will return to bicycling eventually, but all I can barely manage now for exercise is walking around my neighborhood. I am dependent upon Dad for car transport; Mum is unable to drive (as am I) so her new car mostly resides in the garage. It is still useful as a backup car, though. I get very annoyed at anti-car activists who believe car usage should be strongly discouraged; public transport and bicycling are simply not desirable or practical alternatives for every need.
A lot of time has passed again since my last entry! Christmas was on Friday, and New Year’s Day is this coming week.
To the surprise of few, Victorian Coronavirus lockdown #2 began on Thursday 9/7, for 6 weeks. Stage 3, like last time – and it will destroy many businesses. For my own mental health I am barely glancing at the r/Melbourne and r/Australia Reddit forums as virtually all are in support of the hard lockdown strategy and Premier Andrews. r/LockdownSkepticism is one of my few refuges there; another Australian vented their frustration at the situation in one thread (I am SuzyM at Reddit). I am now wearing a surgical mask when out at places such as Southland SC, as is now recommended.
On Friday 10/7 I had 1 of my 2 remaining wisdom teeth extracted! The one in my upper right jaw. Done at Team Dental Bayside by Dr Aditi Gadre. I am happy to be rid of it – better late than never! The last one (in my upper left jaw) is booked for extraction on 7 August, but that depends on the Coronavirus guidelines (might have to be rescheduled). The extraction went well, took only 20 minutes or so, though now it has to heal up! My two lower wisdom teeth were extracted long ago: lower left in December 1994, and lower right on 2/2/1996, when they grew in and became impacted.
I went back today for a quick follow-up exam as I was concerned I was developing a dry socket; the blood clot felt like it fell out on Saturday and the area around the tooth was tender (though not as agonizingly painful as I have read DS to be described). Dr Aditi had a look but did not see any signs of the condition (though it could still develop). So I will see how I heal in the next week or so.
There was a very brief report of yesterday’s Southland SC suicide in the Herald-Sun:
Southland: Man dies after falling from balcony at shopping centre
Staff writer, Bayside Leader
June 30, 2020 11:42amA man has died after falling from a balcony at Southland Shopping Centre.
A large section of Southland, near David Jones, was roped off this morning while police investigate and people are being urged to avoid the area.
A Victoria Police spokeswoman told the Leader the man’s death was not being treated as suspicious.
Police will prepare a report for the coroner.
There is also a r/Melbourne subReddit forum thread. The man was 65 years old according to one commenter.
Michele and Chris’s Doberman, Strider, passed away on 4/6. He was 11 years old.
Disaster literally struck me on Tuesday 12/5, when I was cycling home from Chadstone SC as usual, and was hit by a car at a roundabout! It is my first serious accident.
Accident details:
I was a bit naughty and rode to Chadstone SC and back yesterday to test my mettle, along the same route – made it back home unscathed! However I did dismount before crossing that roundabout where I had the accident, looking very carefully for oncoming cars.
I have been too flustered, exhausted and stressed to feel like writing. I am slowly recovering and healing, but I am still processing the event and feel very disorientated and unsettled. One of the worst parts was the sickening realization just before the impact was that I was going to be hit and could do nothing to escape. Also the sensation of falling and hitting the bitumen very hard.
Some photos (via my iPad) of me on the day of my accident, after visiting Sandringham Hospital ED:

My poor bicycle (note bent left pedal shaft):

Injuries on 14/5:

On 15/5:

Nearly 3 weeks later, I am still a little sore, but not as badly as last week. My grazes have scabbed over, my bruises are less sore and are fading. The most obvious injury was my forehead hematoma – literally golfball-sized and discolored (4 × 3 cm as the GP I saw about it on Monday 25/5, Dr. Lucy Buchanan, measured it – I am seeing her again today) – but from Tuesday 26/5 it reduced dramatically, and is now almost unnoticeable. I also have a black eye below it from subcutaneous blood draining from the bruise. I am having to wear a beanie hat or headband when I go out! As things went, I got off relatively lightly – no fractures, spinal damage or concussion.
I am, however, still sore on my left side of my ribcage where my left arm jammed into the side when I hit the road surface, and the doctors said there might be a fractured rib or two there (which are not always detectable on an x-ray).
On 29/5 – much improved! I saw Dr Buchanan again today and she was surprised by how much the hematoma had receded. (For the record, she measured my current weight at 44 kg and height at 158 cm.)

Weather today is miserable: wet and windy, with very heavy rainfall as a cold front moves through. Yesterday was sunny, in contrast.
Day one of the ridiculously extreme “lockdown” of Australia due to the Coronavirus pandemic that has infested the world from China since last December. It has killed nearly 15,000 worldwide as of this date, but virtually shutting down entire economies and restricting movements of populations is absurd. I don’t know yet if I will be able to go to stores such as Uniqlo, as most non-essential businesses will have to close, frustratingly. Mum and Dad will not be able to go to the Bentleigh RSL for lunch as they have been doing so every week (usually Wednesday). 2020 has been a literally disastrous year so far for Australia, with the widespread bushfires over summer, then this virus.
I had a migraine headache from last night into early this morning, probably brought on by the stress of the virus crisis. I lay down on my bed for around an hour after arising (4 am to 5 am) rather than my usual exercise routine, and the headache had subsided.
Mum had to give up her Toyota Starlet (bought in 1998) on 10 February due to a defective airbag safety recall – she only received a letter informing her about the issue a couple of weeks prior. She was compensated around $2000 for it. She decided to buy a new car, a 2020 Mazda-2, for nearly $29,000, collecting it on 10 March – a dark metallic grey-blue color with automatic transmission and power steering (she initially ordered a manual transmission, metallic white in color, but changed to automatic; the first choice would also take longer to ship). Unfortunately she finds all the new technology it has intimidating, so Dad has done most of the driving in it so far (Mum has had a few turns around car parks).
Been relatively mild the last few days, but another hot weather ordeal forecast for the end of this week: 37°C Thursday, 41°C Friday, 36°C Saturday.
Very smoky – an acrid stench of bushfire smoke in the air – and hazy; also damp and drizzly. Rain yesterday also. A stark contrast to the hellish 40°C of last week (30/12/2019).
After last Monday’s hellish furnace, another nice sunny day today, mid-20s. Another hot day due for Friday, though; currently forecast for the mid-30s.
I have just read and finished the 2009 novel Ark by Stephen Baxter, a long-established British science fiction author. He is an author whom I have read before so I am familiar with his style and work. I found this novel oddly compelling, finishing it within a week!
The plot scenario is somewhat farfetched, where the Earth is almost entirely flooded from subterranean water inundating the planet, with dire consequences for humanity and life generally. A space ark of sorts is launched – its developers managing to figure out how to create a functional FTL Alcubierre warp drive using antimatter – and Baxter’s trademark dysfunctional crew characters head off to a potential habitable exoplanet in the 82 Eridani system, 20 light years away (9 years’ travel with the superluminal warp drive). Not surprisingly, plans go awry, though the ending does provide some hope for the characters.
I do seem to like such stories involving dysfunctional characters within a confined space (perhaps because in reality I am in a somewhat similar situation? Namely semi-reclusive in my bedroom, living with my parents). Many years ago I read another of his novels, Titan, perhaps one of the most depressing novels ever and one that was oddly prescient in envisioning near-future world events (the destruction of a space shuttle, the rise of China as a superpower and decline of the USA – the latter under a religious fundamentalist president).
The Gates of Hell opened again yesterday, with Melbourne’s temperature reaching 40.8°C with gale-force northerly winds. The sky was hazy at times from bushfire smoke. I did not go out anywhere for exercise; just too hot and I had no energy. A cool change came through around 7:30 p.m., and today in contrast is cool with morning rain and just 21°C.
Christmas Day was quiet for me, as usual; spent at home with parents. I received some money and a gold chain necklace. I went for a bicycle ride along Beach Road. Port Phillip Bay was a nice teal blue-green again, but there was some smoke haze in the sky. A lot of people visiting the beach, as one might imagine.
Warm yesterday. Another unpleasant blast of extreme heat is due this coming weekend, with 41°C forecast for Monday.
Cooler – mid-20s – and much nicer. Warm for Christmas Day – 28°C or so – but hotter predicted towards end of week, high 30s. Sky hazy from bushfire smoke again today.
Melbourne reached 43.5°C yesterday; like being in a furnace. At least it was a dry heat. High-altitude smoke from bushfires in NSW also covered the sky. As I do not have air conditioning in my bedroom, I was barely functioning by late afternoon when my parents’ old weatherboard house began heating up. A cool change blew through after midnight, and outside is blessedly cooler now, low 20s.
Dreamed yesterday evening: I am at home. I walk away and decide to keep walking without returning or telling my parents. I go east, away from Bentleigh and up Centre Road. A few years seem to pass. I return and see Michele outside Bentleigh Woolworths. She tells me Dad has moved to Glenvale and Mum is in some mental health care facility. I awaken at 8:45 pm feeling unsettled.
A brief respite from the heat today – mid-20s – but tomorrow is forecast to reach 44°C in Melbourne before a late evening cool change, and back to the 20s on Saturday.
Very hot around Australia; 39°C forecast for today in Melbourne and 41°C on Friday. Tomorrow is 23°C and Saturday onward is also back to the 20s, thankfully. What one might describe as “bipolar weather”! Like many I find it difficult to function in such extreme heat (I don’t have air conditioning – too expensive to run).
Hot yesterday, up to 38°C, before a southerly cool change in the late evening; one of the best sensations in the world to feel that cool wind.
Fairly mild over the last week, but another hot spike again tomorrow; predicted to reach 38°C before a late and hoped-for cool change.
Rode my bicycle to Chadstone SC today. I have been lacking what energy I have (not much) so am finding it difficult to function.
I just heard a male blackbird singing this early evening, perched on top of an adjacent roof. (They are not native birds to Australia – are an introduced species.) They have a particularly melodious song, and hearing it invokes a wistful childhood memory of lying in my parents’ bed one morning hearing a blackbird sing outside in the front yard. It was very early in the morning and seemed an enchanted, mysterious time.
Mercifully, much milder compared to Thursday last week (see 23/11/2019 entry); in the mid-20s.
On Thursday it felt like the gates of Hell opened briefly to blast Victoria with gale-force hot winds and temperatures – Melbourne reached 39°C or so. Dust was blown into the atmosphere and covered much of the state. A cool change came in the late afternoon and temperatures were blessedly cooler the next day.
Up to low 30s today, and 39°C forecast for tomorrow, so really heating up now.
For the last two days there has been a strong and cool westerly wind (fairly strong on Tuesday) and a little rain.
Warm (nearly 30°C) and windy today (north wind), but a cool change and rain due tomorrow.
I turn 49 today and I have toothache :-(. I’ve had it for the last week or so – the lower left second molar (which had a filling placed on 28/5/2013). Made a dentist appointment for next Wednesday with Team Dental Bayside at Southland SC. The dentist I saw last time in March 2018 was fully booked for over a month, so I am seeing another whom I don’t know. As usual I am dreading the prospect – the filling might need redoing, but even worse is the anticipated cost; it is not something I can easily afford (nor can my parents). If I need a root canal (and crown) I will simply not be able to; that would cost several times my entire savings, so I would have to reluctantly get the tooth extracted instead. So I am not having a happy birthday.
Cool with some rain and a strong westerly wind.
Hot (mid-30s) with a strong northerly wind. Cooler change due late tonight. I hate living in an old weatherboard house with poor insulation; it gets very hot or cold, reflecting conditions outside.
Dreamed last night (30/10): I am on horseback, riding through a pine tree forest with a group. I urge my horse into a gallop to get away from them.
In the next scene, I am initially in a toilet cubicle, then I seek to escape by climbing outside through a window; I am in the second storey of a building. I am now the U.S. President (not the current real-world one!) and have decided to play truant. When I climb out I am now in an indoor waiting room lobby; a mustachioed man looks up at me in surprise (he has reddish hair and is an anonymous Dream Character). I press a conspiratorial finger against my lips. I drop to the ground but look up to see that a pair of my underpants has been caught on a protrusion. I jump to try to retrieve them, but can’t reach up high enough. Others waiting in the room try to help me. I then wake up.
Hot again today, and tomorrow into the mid-30s. Very windy also, a strong north wind as is usual with this weather (it brings heat southwards from the central deserts of the continent) – but a cool change is due late tomorrow.
Went out for bicycle rides on Thursday (a very warm day, low 30s ); Saturday (very windy) and today (much pleasanter). The Bay was a nice bright teal blue today; Saturday there were gale-force westerly winds so the Bay was blue-grey and very rough, and my ride then was difficult.
Hot Thursday, as I noted, and heating up again later this week – into the low to mid-30s on Friday.
Went for my bicycle ride along Beach Road. Port Phillip Bay was a lovely bright teal blue, a little choppy. The sky was clear azure.
A dream from last Saturday (19/10): I am in the backyard with Dad. We look up in the sky to see an F-16 jet tumbling around in an aerial display. Earlier in the dream, I go out in the backyard before sunrise and see 3 rainbows in the dark cloudy sky, lit by the rising sun.
A post in the r/Aspergers forum asks: Anyone else feel intense boredom when they're not fixating on a special interest? I can emphatically relate to that! If I do not have an interest/obsession to fixate on, I feel unfocused, restless, unhappy. I have endured several periods in my life where an obsession has ended, and the transition period is quite psychologically unpleasant. My interests also serve as a creative outlet. I can define my life by the interests I have had. Some are long-term and permanent though, examples being spaceflight, space generally and some historical eras such as Samurai/Japan, ancient China and Mesoamerica.
An article from today’s Herald-Sun about a survey finding that many students do not see Shakespeare’s plays as relevant:
Why schoolkids are rejecting Shakespeare
Charles Miranda, News Corp Australia Network
October 23, 2019 8:00amTo be or not to be – that is the question school teachers may well be asking themselves after a poll found students did not consider learning Shakespeare’s work relevant to today’s society or helpful to get a job.
And almost all respondents said the Bard’s language was too difficult to understand and his works should be contemporised.
But federal Education Minister Dan Tehan said Aussie school kids should not be expecting his “timeless” works to be dropped from the syllabus any time soon.
He may be considered the world’s greatest dramatist and writer of the English language but a survey in his birth nation Britain found more than two fifths of students did not see how studying Shakespeare or his works would help them get a job when they left school.
The survey, commissioned by the Royal Shakespeare Company (RSC) and digital technology company Adobe, found 29 per cent of respondents said they might learn more if his plays were set to modern day, one in five believed video and animation would help them understand scenes better and 77 per cent found his language simply too challenging to follow.
More than 40 per cent of those 2000 11 to 18-year-old students surveyed concluded studying Shakespeare would not help them get a job when they left school.
Commenting on the British education poll, Australia’s Education Minister said the Bard’s work was very much relevant.
“Every student should study Shakespeare,” Mr Tehan told News Corp yesterday.
“He is one of the most influential writers in English literature and his plays address timeless themes that are still relevant today. Our Government believes that strong literacy skills are an essential element of an education and learning Shakespeare will strengthen those skills.”
The debate about including Shakespeare in the HSC or exam syllabuses arises from time to time with some in the Australian education system believing it was no longer relevant.
The survey was commissioned to mark a new digital art series which reimagines Shakespeare’s best-loved and most studied scenes and characters.
RSC director of education Jacqui O’Hanlon said regardless of the finding, he was studied around the world including by two million students in the UK.
“We know from our extensive research that having access to arts and cultural learning improves empathy, critical and creative thinking in young people as well as developing their social and communication skills,” she said.
“All these qualities and attributes are essential for helping prepare young people to take their place in the world.”
She said however a new partnership with Adobe on the new digital art series reimagined Shakespeare’s best-loved and most studied scenes and characters and they would continue to look at ways to bring his best loved texts to life for contemporary audiences.
A rather dismaying finding, but not surprising, given the declining state of education and subsequent dumbing-down of the curriculum – at least, in Western countries (USA, Britain, Australia). I did study some of the plays when I was in school; my favorite was Macbeth due to all its violence and action :-). My favorite director, Akira Kurosawa, based two of his films on Shakespeare plays: Throne of Blood (Macbeth) and Ran (King Lear). The language is challenging but lovely; it makes one’s brain work! Students should be challenged when learning, not pandered to. That is a reason I detest much of Young Adult and children’s fiction produced now: it is simplistic and dumb.
Hot today, around 34°C, with a strong northerly wind – the first hot day for the season this year in Melbourne.
Renowned director Martin Scorsese recently spoke out against the overwhelming dominance of Marvel superhero movies in an interview with Empire magazine (November issue).
“I don’t see them. I tried, you know? But that’s not cinema,” Scorsese told Empire magazine. “Honestly, the closest I can think of them, as well made as they are, with actors doing the best they can under the circumstances, is theme parks. It isn’t the cinema of human beings trying to convey emotional, psychological experiences to another human being.”
Not surprisingly, his view has come under heavy criticism from some in the movie industry, not to mention rabid superhero fans. But I adamantly agree with him – the glut of comicbook movies dominating the cinema now (most made by the Disney behemoth) are the cinematic equivalent of junk food: entertaining but ultimately empty and bad for one’s intelligence. They are childish wish fulfillment. Their massive success is a sad indictment of the immaturity of current society.
I made similar comments in my 10/5/2019 entry.
Warming up; 33°C forecast for Thursday.
I went by train to the city today; nothing of interest to note.
An obscure long-term liking of mine are paper lanterns – the traditional Chinese and Japanese ones. I have a vague memory of reading a children’s book when young that featured such lanterns. Googling brought me to a book called Tubby and the Lantern by Al Perkins – looking at it invoked some familiar nostalgic feelings, so perhaps that was the book, as it was published in 1971? Sadly, it seems to be out of print and no scans are available online.
Cooler inclement weather today with rain :-(.
Below: Dad, Mum and Michele in the backyard, 14/10:

Selfie, me, 12/10:

Rather warm and a little humid today; unsettled. Not really cold or hot.
Very mild – a warm night, nearly 20°C – and unsettled.
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I am in the backyard of my parents’ home (where I live). I see dark clouds in the east and realise a storm is coming. I race to take down the washing hanging on the clothesline; I feel slow and sluggish. I only just make it inside before the rain front hits, but then see the front door is open and water is flooding through the house, including my bedroom, where water streams from the ceiling.
Having water in the house – and, in particular, leaking copiously through the ceiling of my bedroom – seems to be a recurring scene, though such flooding has never yet happened in real life. I am dubious as to whether dreams have any meaning – I am more inclined to think they are random processing of images by one’s brain while asleep – but this imagery could perhaps symbolize some sort of insecurity? I do have a fear of becoming homeless (not unfounded), so the flooding of my bedroom – my refuge from the world – symbolizes the tenuousness of my real-life situation.
It is warming up – into the mid-20s this week – so spring is arriving! The pink plum blossom on street trees finished a few weeks ago, and the white Chinese pear blossom has recently finished, replaced by green leaves.
I went to the City (Melbourne CBD) by train this morning, as I sometimes do, for a couple of hours, mainly to browse through Uniqlo and some bookstores. A lot of people wearing yellow and black – AFL Grand Final between Richmond Tigers (the team I follow, if asked) and Greater Western Sydney Giants; happily, Richmond won by a large margin. The Frankston train line which I take goes past the Richmond home stadium and MCG. (I am not really into organized sport as such, though, and am annoyed that the AFL organization pays no taxes. I would rather see that money go toward the arts and vital public services such as hospitals.)
I finished Children of Ruin by Adrian Tchaikovsky, following on from Children of Time (25/9 entry), not with spiders (though a couple of spider characters from the first novel were featured) but with uplifted octopuses (which are also cute). Not quite as riveting as the first book, and I was a bit disappointed to read that what appeared to be an Alcubierre warp drive is invented by the octopuses at the very end of the novel:
The science faction are going to test the Noah device, now repaired and improved. That they feel the need to take it outside the orbit of either Damascus or Nod in order to deploy it is unsettling, but Helena and Portia want to see, finding themselves in quarters very like their previous incarceration on the rescue mission.The device itself is surprisingly small, an overarching framework fit around a single, unmanned sphere-ship, far enough out that Helena must take it on faith and instrumentation that it is there at all.She doesn’t understand the full science behind the thing, only what it is supposed to do. She doesn’t really believe that, either. The octopuses are erratic engineers, after all, plagued by factionalism and short attention spans. It’s all impossible, isn’t it? And true, Old Empire humans conceived of such a loophole in the universe, but even for them the energy requirements were ludicrously out of reach. Generations of octopus scientists have been tantalized by the thought, though, and have desired to make it real, subconsciously telling their Reaches, Find a way, cheating physics, paring away at the problem until … this. And still she does not believe it, and her scepticism is tiny compared to Portia’s. […]When they test Noah’s device, it vanishes instantly. The octopus scientists are split, some hailing this as a success, some as a failure. Their instruments are ambivalent as to what happened because their instruments cannot yet test the principles that they are deploying, a common problem given the leap-of-inspiration nature of cephalopod science.A year later, however, the signal will reach them from a light year out in the void. The device arrived successfully, having manipulated the expansion rates of the space immediately before and behind it to travel the distance in a matter of subjective hours. No return trip had been planned, however, and the actual signal will be forced to travel the old-fashioned way, under the stern eye of a relativity that does not even realize it has been tricked.
This is what I find dismaying about other sci-fi book series I have read, such as the Coyote Universe series by Allen Steele, and some of The Expanse TV series and novels: they begin with reasonably realistic physics, but sooner or later introduce Faster-Than-Light technology and travel, which means the stories instantly become science fantasy (as I noted in my 30/3 entry). In my view now, introducing FTL is “cheating.”
A dream from yesterday evening: I am trying to cross South Rd with Michele (from center divider to south side). Traffic is heavy, and Michele nearly gets run over by a large delivery truck.
I read Children of Time by Adrian Tchaikovsky, the first in a science fiction series (the second, Children of Ruin, was released this year). I generally enjoyed it, and it had a lot of interesting ideas (as sci-fi should). An Earthlike world 20 light-years from Earth is terraformed by a human-built starship in preparation for later colonization, as are many others. It is to be “seeded” with a nanovirus that will evolve (“uplift”) the lifeforms transported there from Earth into sapient beings intended as aides for the future colonists. However, ecological terrorists sabotage and destroy the starship, though not before the virus is released along with some Earth lifeforms. The intended monkeys are destroyed in their capsule upon descent, but spiders instead are infected with the virus, and develop sapience over generations. Another starship with colonists arrives two thousand years later, after the Earth has been rendered uninhabitable by war. The colonists must then interact with the resident spiders.
I was quite pleased to see that no “magic” faster-than-light travel was employed; instead the science is kept reasonably realistic, if advanced: extended hibernation for the human colonists, ark ships, genetic engineering via a specially-created virus. The timescale is thus necessarily very long, but that is unavoidable when using realistic physics.
I also liked the spiders, despite being a bit arachnophobic! I could even come to like real spiders (my favorites are the cute and colorful Peacock Spiders, extensively photographed by Jurgen Otto). The fictional ones were depicted quite well, being relatable despite having alien psychologies.
Rode my bicycle to Chadstone SC, which I usually do at least once a week now (weather depending). Riding a bicycle gives me a little freedom at least.
A dream of last night: I was to be put into hibernation for a space voyage. I had to go buy my own sarcophagus from a newsagent! It was a colourful painted coffin, a lightweight one that I could carry. The dream character tried to sedate me after inserting an IV tube, but I became distressed upon feeling how cold I would become – using liquid nitrogen to chill me – and jumped up and ran from the table.
I had watched some of a Four Corners documentary about the funeral industry the previous night, so this is probably where the coffin imagery came from. The sedation is likely another memory of my being given general anesthesia before my two surgeries in 2008 and 2009.
In an earlier dream I was searching for some old school classmates, I think? Walking around my neighborhood. I did not write the details down, so I can’t recall it very well, only a feeling of yearning.
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Fine and sunny after a chilly morning (single-digit figures).
An ABC News article featured a graffiti photographer, Martha Cooper, who has documented street art for decades. They mentioned her 1984 book, Subway Art – and looking at the photo of it, I recalled that I’d read that book at school! I was to do some sort of art project about graffiti in 1987 or 1988 – I vaguely remember photographing a few pieces that Dad pointed out in the city – and the book served as a reference, and I also simply liked to look at it.
My nervous breakdown and mental health issues, though, sabotaged that project (and my last year at Kilvington, where I never graduated from Year 12). I do remember that the art teacher was able to give me the book before I left. Alas, I did not keep it – I don’t know what happened to it. Fortunately after a short online search I found a copy to download.
Yesterday rain came in the afternoon after an unsettled windy day and there was a lot of rain overnight; fortunately it cleared by early morning. It will be fine the next couple of days.
Have not felt much like writing – I’ve had a lot of thoughts going through my head as usual, but lack the impetuous to write them down. I seem to have most energy in the morning, but this wanes by day’s end. My time is mostly spent doing chores, exercising and passively browsing the Internet. My imaginary life has become very muted – it has occurred to me that this is how a lot of people function, focused outwardly on daily life and chores, rather than internally.
I saw a fox in our backyard this morning! I was outside doing a bit of sweeping as usual, and around 5:45 a.m. I noticed a creature walking up the south side of our house, from the backyard eastwards to the side. Thought it was a stray cat at first, then realized it was a red fox! It sat and looked at me for a couple of minutes, then continued on its way. I have seen them around the neighborhood occasionally, but this is the closest encounter! They are classified as a feral pest species, but I don’t mind them – I prefer them to the native possums, which are in plague proportions, leave droppings all over the footpaths and are a nuisance generally. So a nice incidental encounter.
Rain most days, but fine yesterday and today – was able to go on bicycle rides from Tuesday again.

Awful since Friday; several cold fronts are crossing the south-east of the continent, so a cold wind and rain every day. A front came through today with some thunder and heavy hail.
My bicycle ride on Friday was a contrast to the windy day on Monday – almost still, with Port Phillip Bay like a mirror. As pleasant as it could get (except for the usual traffic and awful road surfaces).
Uncle John – the husband of Dad’s sister (my paternal Aunt) Hilda – passed away today at 11 a.m. He had been unwell for a long time with dementia.
Mostly fine, with cold mornings. Rain due later today, though.
Mostly fine but with cold mornings, and some morning drizzle.
Been fine and sunny for the week so far, but set to end tomorrow. Mornings have been very cold – down to 2°C on Monday morning.

Still dreary with a few light showers, but forecast to be clear for the next few days, though with very cold (single-digit) mornings.
Parents and I saw Uncle Brian while at Southland SC – I saw him first, in Woolworths supermarket. He has deteriorated noticeably, and was walking around like a zombie – very vacant-looking. His car accident obviously affected him badly and has exacerbated his dementia and other old-age infirmities (being an alcoholic also damaged his brain). We had a chat, as best we could. His daughter Heather is currently holidaying in Greece – lucky her! I messaged her on her Facebook page later to say we had seen Uncle Brian, which she appreciated.
Still cold, wet and miserable, though with some sunny breaks. Did not go out on my bicycle.
Mostly dreary rain and cold this week; the worst time of year. Next Sunday night is forecast to be only 2°C, which is even worse. The winter solstice – shortest day of the year in the southern hemisphere – happens tomorrow (21st).
Mostly fine and sunny, though with some rain overnight and cold (single-digit) nights.
Rain today, so I did not go anywhere on my bike.
I have given up trying to read Brandon Sanderson’s major fantasy work, The Stormlight Archive. I ordered Book 1, The Way of Kings and Book 2, Words of Radiance in May 2015 (!) via Book Depository, but have struggled to get through more than a third of Book 1 since then! The series is a projected 10-part epic, the first three being massive tomes of over 1000 pages each. I do not have the bookshelf space for these – the books, even in mass-market paperback format, are heavy, though nicely presented and illustrated – and certainly not the patience to get through them.
His writing style is bland, and I am not the only one to think such (example post in r/Fantasy at Reddit from someone who feels similarly). He is very popular in that forum (the participants, as with Reddit generally, are mostly young American males in their 20s or so), so criticism of him is not taken kindly. Sanderson is very overhyped and is most assuredly not a great writer in terms of prose (compared to, say, Tolkien). He churns out fantasy series in a workmanlike manner – is very organized – but this is at the expense of quality. He is very popular at the moment, and is well-stocked in bookshops, but I don’t think he will persist as a classic author in the way Tolkien has.
Fine over the weekend, but rain overnight and today, unfortunately; unsettled weather.
Cold and dreary with some light rain in the morning, but fining up in the afternoon.
Cold, rainy and gloomy, though at least the rain cleared up this morning.
Overcast, dull and cool but no rain at least.
Awful – cold and wet. Set to continue into next week.
A cold gusty north-west wind again. At least the forecast rain mostly held off for the morning, though it is showering now (late afternoon). I utterly hate this weather; it makes me feel vulnerable and I don’t know how homeless people cope with it (probably very badly). It would not take much for me to become homeless and having to survive in this awful season.
Another bitterly cold and windy (north-westerly) day, with worse to come tomorrow (only 12° or so with rain).
Cold, windy, wet and generally unpleasant. To be that way for most of this week.
24/5: I was with someone, a female dream character. We were out traveling on a day trip. Walking along a main road, we went inside a cafe for a coffee. The DC paid, but then saw the female barista was just using instant coffee from a tin, not via a coffee machine, and we walked out in disgust without getting a refund. We continued northwards along the street, looking for another cafe. We passed one that was full and busy. The road seemed to be in a semi-rural neighborhood, surrounded by a forest on either side.
Morning rain yesterday, then it fined up a bit for the afternoon, with a northerly wind. More rain due this afternoon, unfortunately, and for most of next week. Fine again today with a north wind, but cloud built up during the afternoon.
Still fine and sunny with a northerly wind, but unfortunately – and with very bad timing – cold fronts and showers are forecast from tomorrow into most of next week. Which makes going anywhere for me much more difficult and unpleasant (walk or ride or use public transport) as I can’t drive.
Sadly, the Liberals/Coalition won the Federal Election, so we have to endure another 3 years of Scott Morrison as Prime Minister. His manner puts me in mind of a stern headmaster, and I don’t find him at all likeable.
Rode my bicycle to Chadstone SC and back, just to visit Uniqlo and buy a HeatTech Scoop Neck Long Sleeve T-shirt (to wear under other clothing as a layer). I have one in blue; this one is pale pink. I have long had a sort of color theme going each week, where I alternate wearing shades of blues and/or greens with pinks or purples (my favorite colors).
Fine and sunny again, with a light north wind, but rain due tomorrow, unfortunately.
This just popped into my head while in the shower:
The reassurance of ritual
Gets me through each day
For me to cope with life
It’s the only way.
Fine and sunny yesterday and today; nice Autumn weather – except for the now-chilly mornings.
I rode my bicycle quite a distance today – around 17.5 km! Up Tucker Road from home to North Road, all the way down to Beach Road, then to South Road, and up Patterson Road and back home. I have not been along that route for many years – 10 at least. Nice to see all the old familiar places again, and Port Phillip Bay (sea was greyish today due to overcast cloud cover). My family used to drive to Gran’s home (then 14 Bridge Street Elsternwick) every Saturday evening for dinner, and other times as well, so the landscape is embedded in my long-term memory.
Fine and still. Some cold nights coming up (single-digit figures).
I saw a Tawny Frogmouth sitting on the mains wire outside home (connecting outside power lines to our house supply) early yesterday morning when going out for my bicycle ride – I have seen these birds in the neighbourhood before on occasion (similarly perched on overhead power lines), but this is the first one I have seen at home. Went for my bike ride this morning too. Bought a “Multitube” bandanna-type neck tube that can be worn as a neck tube, bandanna or headband ($18 at 99Bikes). Did help keep the cold off my face this morning when worn pulled up over my nose.
Sunny today, with a cool northerly wind. Not going to last, unfortunately, though so far not predicted to be as bad as last Friday.
I was reading this favorite 2013 article, “Last Call -- A Buddhist monk confronts Japan’s suicide culture,” (also Archive.org link) which I have had a copy of since then. The description of the monks’ daily routine in their monastery struck me as a little like my own self-inflicted regime (I am up before 4 a.m.):
Apprentice monks are treated like slaves on a brutal plantation. They must follow orders and never say no. They sleep very little. They rise at four. Most of the time they eat only a small amount of rice and, occasionally, pickles (fresh vegetables and meat are forbidden). There is no heat, even though it can be very cold on the mountain, and the monks wear sandals and cotton robes. Junior monks are not permitted to read.
There are many menial tasks a monk must complete in a day (cooking, cleaning, cutting down trees, chopping wood, making brooms), and he is given very little time to do them. If he does not move fast enough, senior monks scream at him. There is very little talking—only bell ringing (to indicate a change in activity) and screaming. There is a correct way to do everything, which is vigorously enforced. When a monk wakes in the morning, he must not move until a bell is rung. When the bell rings, he must move very fast. He has about four minutes (until the next bell rings) to put up his futon, open a window, run to the toilet, gargle with salt water, wash his face, put on his robes, and run to the meditation hall. At first, it is very hard to do all those things in four minutes, but gradually he develops techniques for increasing his speed. Because he is forced to develop these techniques, and because even with the techniques it is still difficult to move fast enough, he is intensely aware of everything he is doing.
He is always too slow, he is always afraid, and he is always being scrutinized. In the winter, he is cold, but if he looks cold he is screamed at. There is no solitude. The constant screaming and the running, along with chronic exhaustion, produce in him a state of low-level panic, which is also a state of acute focus. It is as if his thinking mind, his doubting and critical and interpreting mind, had shut down and been replaced by a simpler mechanism that serves the body.
Rainy and cold today; did not go out on my bicycle at all. Very unpleasant.
“Disney reveals the future of cinema and for grown-ups it’s not good,” The Age 8/5. I have come to hate Disney and its overarching domination of cinema now; the rubbish and childish blockbuster movies that it churns out each year overshadow all other movies, namely the lower budget, independent and truly original movies. The company has been buying up other movie companies and is slowly but surely consuming all competition.
That’s the response from the grown-ups who wonder if there will soon be no room at all left on the big screen for anything but big-budget franchise blockbusters.
[…] If this was the first glimpse of the future now that Disney has acquired Fox, there’s reason to be a little afraid. Though a handful of the sort of adult-oriented award-friendly films that Fox has released under its Searchlight banner have a place on the line-up, they are massively outnumbered by franchises, sequels and spin-offs. If you care about original stories for grown-ups, move along – there’s nothing (much) to see here.
[…] But Disney releases aren’t the same as other releases. With their massive marketing campaigns and monopolisation of screens, they suck the oxygen out of the market, leaving competitors to scrap it out for whatever audience tidbits remain.
And it’s only getting more so. A decade ago, Disney’s share of the North American box office was 11.5 per cent. In 2014 it was just under 15 per cent. Last year, Disney accounted for just over one-quarter of the North American market. In the year to date, it has just over a third – and with the Fox share added, the total is now hovering around the 40 per cent mark.
An older article from 2009 laments that “Grown-up movies are an endangered species.” Again, thoughtful mature movies have little chance when competing against shallow blockbuster-style movies.
In the wake of high-profile dramas flopping at the box office – including Frost/Nixon, Australia, Revolutionary Road and State of Play – studios are increasingly gun-shy about making movies that don’t offer pure escapism. Even the frothy, adult-oriented caper “Duplicity” struggled to find a wide audience.
One producer who specializes in dramas says the climate is as brutal as he’s ever seen it: “Anything that can’t be sold as a genre film or wasn’t conceived as a franchise is dead.”
Even projects that might once have been considered Oscar bait have fallen prey to executives’ squeamishness. Paramount turned down director Bill Condon’s planned biopic about Richard Pryor, with Eddie Murphy attached to star. Universal axed a drama starring Naomi Watts about a global activist.
“With the economy being what it is, no one wants to get blamed for a failure,” says one agent. “If you greenlight something that’s (totally mainstream) and it fails, it’s not your fault. If you greenlight an adult drama and it tanks, you lose your job.”
I have been reading and watching the respective novel and movie Silence, a tale of a Portugese Jesuit priest secretly ministering to hidden Christians in 17th-century Japan, where Christians were being persecuted and eliminated. He is caught and his Japanese captors repeatedly and brutally try to make him apostatize (in this case, step on a fumi-e, a crudely carved crucifix, to symbolize his rejection of the religion. It is a very difficult and agonizing choice for him – he is damned if he does or does not (other captured Japanese Christians are brutally tortured if he chooses not to) – and so there are no easy decisions. He will be in great mental agony either way, and have to live with the consequences of his decision.
This is an example of a thought-provoking and serious adult movie that the previous articles I linked to inferred. It is true movie art, but is the sort of film that can’t compete with the shallow blockbusters, sadly, despite the director, Martin Scorsese, being greatly-respected in Hollywood.
I have come around to not disliking Catholicism – as my family are Protestant Baptists, the animosity between the two branches of the faith has always been in the background. I particularly like Jesuits (one of my favorite science fiction novels, The Sparrow by Mary Doria Russell, features a Jesuit interstellar expedition to a nearby star with the characters similarly encountering an alien culture and meeting a grim fate to that of those in Silence – more on that theme another time). Despite the theological differences, both branches of Christianity still have a common foe in Islam, which is a far greater threat to Western society.
Very unsettled today, with rain and a cold front approaching. Yesterday was relatively warm and sunny.
I had a haircut today, at Southland SC; $22 at Hairworld. Overpriced for a simple trim, but that is the usual price these days, unfortunately.
The former Principal of Kilvington when I was there (1976-1988), Mr. Warren Stone, passed away on 3/5. From the Kilvington Facebook page:
It is with deep sadness we announce that former Kilvington Baptist Girls Grammar School Principal, Warren Stone, passed away peacefully on Friday 3 May.
Warren Stone was Kilvington’s first male Principal, filling this role from 1974-1993. As a passionate supporter of the Arts, he was instrumental in the production of Kilvington’s very first musical in 1975, Gilbert & Sullivan’s H M S Pinafore. The enormous success of the production was the catalyst for Performing Arts becoming the Kilvington flagship program it is today.
Under Warren’s erudite leadership, Kilvington enjoyed a burgeoning reputation as a fine girls’ school. Facilities were expanded and improved during his tenure, buildings were renovated and modernised, Dalton Hall was completed and the current Senior School was built. Importantly, Warren grew the School to its highest level of enrolments as a girls school.
Warren maintained a keen interest in Kilvington following his Principalship, attending events and supporting many initiatives. He will be sadly missed.
We extend our deepest sympathy to his children Jonathon, Allison, Peter and Ben and their families. A funeral service will be held on Thursday 9 May at 11.30am at Canterbury Baptist Church, 1A Balwyn Road, Canterbury.
Fine and sunny today, with a north wind – but rain coming from tomorrow, unfortunately.
Rain overnight, but had cleared up by early this morning.
In my last dream of last night, I was walking down Tucker Road, southward toward home. I saw what looked like a waterspout forming in a storm in the western sky, and said to my sister Michele that we better hurry. I was carrying my new bike slung across my back; it was very light.
Been doing much the usual: to Southland SC in the morning with parents, chores during the rest of each day, exercise, meal rituals. Riding my bicycle most early mornings for around 1/2 hour or so, weather depending – there is little traffic around 4:30 a.m., so I prefer going out early (though cold weather makes it difficult!). Fatigue and weariness set in by the afternoon.
Rain, unfortunately, the last few days, and more next week. Hate it and wish it would never rain again.
My first bicycle that I bought with my own money was an aqua-and-white road bike (Malvern Star Triathlete brand) for around $700, back in 1990 or so. I regrettably sold it to Chris Perona when I thought I had lost interest in bicycling. Below is a photo Michele took of me with the bicycle in Christmas 1990 – I had ridden it to my cousin Heather’s home of then (somewhere out in the south-east suburbs – can’t remember the address):
My parents bought me a bicycle!! Dad took me to a local bike shop this afternoon (99 Bikes at the corner of Patterson Road and Nepean Highway), and I saw one that was reasonably affordable and similar to what I wanted: a basic drop-handled road bike. I have had enough of heavy clunky mountain bikes – my old one is nearly 30 years old (bought in 1991) – and getting it fully serviced with necessary parts replaced would probably cost nearly as much as a new one.
Alex, the sales assistant, was quite helpful; he had some trouble though getting a size small enough to fit me! (Extra-small, as it happened – 44 cm.) The brand is a 2019 Pedal Pursuit (Archive.org backup link), matt black in color with some blue trim; serial number is R050040484.
The drop handles will take some getting used to – the aqua-and-white $700 bicycle I bought way back around 1990 or so was a similar road bike, but I unfortunately sold it to my husband-in-law, Chris Perona, when I thought I had lost interest in cycling, and it now seems to have vanished.
Bicycle was $404 – discounted as they were selling little of that size! I was measured as 158 cm, so sometimes it pays to be short :-).
I feel overwhelmed, flustered and agitated – I will now have to get used to riding the bicycle (cautiously!). Don’t know if I will dare to ride it to any shops yet as I am scared it will be stolen!
Another warm spell, up to around 30°C. Rain due later tomorrow, though.
Warm yesterday – nearly 30°C – then a cool change overnight and much cooler today.
Fine and sunny; it is to be warm for most of the week.
Fine and sunny; nice still Autumn weather. Makes me feel nostalgic for days long gone.
Fine and sunny.
Showers yesterday and today, but clearing up for the next couple of days, thankfully. Cold nights (single-digit figures) tonight and tomorrow.
Fine and sunny yesterday. Initially fine today, but a cool change and rain by the late afternoon.
Fine and sunny, but cooler than yesterday.
Fine and sunny; northerly wind.
Fine, still, sunny – the sort of weather I like.
A cold morning (8°C or so) but fine and sunny later, at last with a light wind. Quite pleasant (especially for bike riding).
A little rain this afternoon, but nothing as awful as yesterday’s squally showers and wind; it was the coldest March day in 4 years.
A cold front came through overnight and awful heavy rain fell in heavy squalls into the morning and afternoon. Very unpleasant.
I finished the first three novels in the science fiction Aurora Rhapsody series – the Aurora Rising sequence – by G. S. Jennsen. It follows the adventures of various individuals and their uncovering of a vast conspiracy where aliens from another dimension – who have been observing humanity for aeons – enter our universe via a dimensional portal and seek to destroy us as they perceive us as a threat. One of the aliens is sympathetic towards humanity, however, and aids and advises two of the main characters (Alex Solovy and Caleb Marano, who become lovers). A massive battle ensues, and the aliens are driven back through the portal.
There are six more books in the series (three in Aurora Renegades and the final three in Aurora Resonant). The first three were a decent read, with a lot of “magical” advanced technology that is standard in most sci-fi these days, such as sapient Artificial Intelligences and Faster-than-Light travel, in the form of a “sLume drive” (superluminal drive) – a version of the Alcubierre warp drive.
I would not thus describe the novels as “hard” sci-fi, though, as that problem of FTL travel also implying time travel is ignored (as a lot of such authors do, probably out of lack of awareness as most are not physicists with degrees). From that blog entry I linked to:
If you allow faster-than-light (FTL), then you break causality: you are allowing time-travel. One pithy way of saying this is:
Pick two:
- Relativity
- Causality
- FTL
The Universe has picked relativity and causality, it seems. Thus, we cannot travel or communicate faster than light.
There is also FTL communication, in the form of quantum entanglement:
By Monday morning on the planet Atlantis (which for added fun was around three in the morning in Seattle) all his assets would be in place, and everything they saw, touched and interacted with fed to his office via an instantaneous quantum entanglement communication network.
– Starshine, Chapter 6
In reality this is impossible, again due to causality issues. From the linked blog entry:
I could, for example, create pairs of entangled photons in different particular quantum states. One state could represent a 1, and the other a 0. All my distant colleague needs to do is determine which quantum state a particular pair is in. But to do this my colleague would need to make lots of copies of a quantum state, then make measurements of these copies in order to determine statistically the state of the original. But it turns out you can’t make a copy of a quantum system without knowing the state of the quantum system. This is known as the no-cloning theorem, and it means entangled systems can’t transmit messages faster than light.
My own Star Warrior worldbuilding project (in a very slow reboot) is becoming more reality-based, rather than the previous “magic” sci-fi version with FTL travel and such. I seem to have the sort of mindset that demands rational explanations for everything, and to be reality-based – so fantasy fiction does not appeal that much to me. A lot of so-called science fiction is magic by another name – anything with FTL travel, psychic powers and so on (Star Trek and Star Wars are major offenders in this) – and I am increasingly exasperated with this.
This factor is why I tend to be disappointed with authors who introduce FTL travel later on in their series when they have previously used relatively realistic means of slower-than-light interstellar travel – it is a kind of cheating, in my view. Two examples of this:
I’ll try keeping an almost-daily Journal again – using Tiddlywiki in my Internet browser seems to be easier and more “fun.”
Mild, even warm but overcast and unsettled, with a cold change or front due later in the day. The Autumn equinox was last week (Thursday 21st), so the worst summer heat is over. Deciduous tree leaves in the neighborhood are turning Autumn shades of red, gold and orange.
Despite my trepidations, I still like the program and want to be able to use it (have to admit that I spend a bit of time “playing” with it!). I still have not found the “one program to rule them all” when it comes to writing and recording my data and creative work, but TW has a lot of elements I like. (Dokuwiki is another wiki I like, but it is more complex and requires a server to function.) The community around it is also welcoming and friendly!
Edit, 21/1/2019: Posted to TW Google Group: https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/tiddlywiki/WYbOdQIAz58
3:15 a.m.: I am walking along South Road, on the south side and east of Moorabbin shops. The weather is wet and I am wearing a raincoat. Someone is walking behind me.
I look out my bedroom window. I see an iPad Pro and Pencil being recharged; they are secured to the fence and hanging over it. I go and get Dad to have a look. We come back to my room and I see a couple of huntsman spiders on the wall, so I spray them with insecticide.
3:36 a.m.: Dreams faded almost as soon as I awoke. I am going to some school – it is simultaneously the Moorabbin TAFE and Kilvington. I walk up some steps to the reception lobby – this is the one that was at Kilvington when I was there. In another scene, I am with a dream character who lures some girls to kidnap them. They are Kilvington classmates; one is Nicole Arnold. They are put in the back of a van.
3:20 p.m.: I was walking around a corner of Southland SC, past the Bardot store towards the Karen Street entrance. Uncle Brian and Heather came toward me, walking in the opposite direction.
2:50 a.m.: I was half-awake and felt something jump on the bed and walk up alongside me to breathe on me under my bedsheet cover. It seemed to be the presence of Tikky, our long-deceased cat. The presence was invisible, but felt quite real, and the experience was unnerving – perhaps sleep paralysis?
In a later dream, I was in Southland SC, entering via the Karen Street entrance. I looked at where there used to be a side-corridor with shops that was now filled in (this was the dream version, not the real-world one).
7:19 p.m.: Dreams have faded from this morning, but one image is of me being at the big Duncan McKinnon Reserve (beside Murrumbeena and North Roads), another recurring place I visit in dreams. I go along a smaller road beside it (Crosbie Road), find a cave, and go in and lie down. Some other dream characters come in to look for me.
Another dream that took place in this location is of going to a Kilvington schoolfriend’s house for a meet-up with other classmates and looking around their two-storied house; it felt quite realistic (and has recurred occasionally). Robyn Kaye lived here in the early 1980s and I visited her house a few times.
7:21 p.m.: Dreams from this morning have mostly faded, but I remember walking around the rear of the nearby Tucker-Patterson Road shopping strip – a maze of corrugated iron fences in the dream. That location is another recurring image over the years. In a subsequent scene there was graffiti on the front fence of our home, which I tried to clean off (another recurring image).
In a dream from a few years ago, I walked past the shops in the early morning and went in to get an icypole. This felt quite realistic, as though I had done it in real life.
12:52 p.m.: Fragment from my last dream this morning: an older woman who is a customer at Romano’s Coffee in Southland walks through the rear gate opening onto the backyard of my parents’ home as I exit it; she is staying there as there is some sort of lodging arrangement.
3:30 p.m.: Awoke after falling in front of TV yesterday evening. I was going to dinner with family members and others. The location seemed to be near Port Phillip Bay; we descended some steep stairs facing west. Some Polynesians greet us with a ceremony as we walk through some tropical vegetation.
Next we are in a playroom, similar to the playroom at the back of Bentleigh Baptist Church. Some geese appear in a cage; they are white and wearing clothing. A piebald baby elephant is running around.
1:41 p.m.: Last dream from this morning: I am in Afghanistan, on the slope of a hill. I have the head of an old woman with me. I dig a hole for it and carefully bury it. Earlier, I was walking around some suburban streets closer toward the city with some family, I think.
1:05 a.m.:
My last dream before waking in the morning featured monorail trains running around various tracks, some threatening to collide with me.
4:40 a.m.: I am walking northwards up a hill in a city – feels like New York – with a male and female dream characters. They have walked 12 km or so and do this regularly to get to work.
I am now on the summit of a steep hill in the country – somewhat similar to the Cardinia Dam – looking southeast at what seem to be storm clouds. The cloudy sky is a lemon and lavender color.
Dad starts driving down a steep winding road, and nearly goes over the edge of one sharp bend. I look down and see other cars similarly get into trouble. One loses control and runs into another in a car park far below.
7:25 p.m.: Something about getting an Apple computer; a laptop, perhaps.
3:27 p.m.: Had a dream about the Avatar movie last night, just before I awoke this morning. It is vague now but it was something to do with the plot for the next movie.
4:54 a.m.: I went to see a movie called The Martian (I haven’t seen it in reality). Some scenes from it played as though I was in them. The astronaut was outside his spaceship in some sort of danger. I had been supposed to meet Michele at the shopping centre where it was screening, but an emergency incident there meant that she couldn’t get in. She told me this when I got home. Mum and Sasha the dog were there.
3:52 a.m.:
11 p.m.: Dream fragments – I fell asleep in front of the TV:
I had a quiet New Year’s Eve as usual; too hot to do anything anyway. The fireworks in Melbourne were audible here. I could have gone up the hill opposite us (Pollina Street) for a glimpse of them – perhaps I will next NYE.
Southland Shopping Centre did not open until 11 a.m., annoyingly, so my parents and I did not go for our regular cappuccino. I did ride my bicycle there later (20-25 m) to get a T-shirt at Target, an uncomfortably sweaty ride.
I got my cappuccino at Tucker Road Coffee in the nearby shopping strip; it was also open Christmas Day, surprisingly.
The night was unpleasantly warm, but today was somewhat cooler – though now unpleasantly humid.
My computer has been malfunctioning for the last 3 weeks, with BSODs and various error messages appearing randomly until it becomes unusable and unable to start, constantly rebooting.
Dad and I tried reinstalling Windows and also doing this on different blank hard drives but nothing was successful. He took it to a local computer repair shop in East Bentleigh on Wednesday 19/8 and the man there said it was likely a software fault; Microsoft does not allow Windows 8.1 installs any more as they want to move everyone onto Windows 10 (released this August). I thought it might be a motherboard or BIOS error, but apparently not?
It appeared OK for about a week, then began the BSODs again on Friday 29/8 until I was unable to start it. So much for the repairs! Dad installed Windows 8.1 retail on yet another hard drive – and this was done with no issues, so what was the repair man talking about?? – and now is running with no issues again – so far. I still have to reinstall various programs and updates yet again, which is tedious. If it malfunctions again it will likely be due to a memory or motherboard error somewhere; 3 separate hard disk failures in succession would be very unlikely. So it has been a very frustrating and mentally tiring few weeks!
I want to keep it as it has 8 GB of RAM and was my 2013 Christmas present (see 29/12/2013 entry). I was using an older spare one of Dad’s in the interim, but it is not quite as fast (only has 4 GB).
I wish I could get an iMac, but the basic 21.5 inch model starts at $1,549 (the lower Australia dollar does not help either), and goes up to $2,099 if more processing power is wanted. I want a computer that just works, and the Apple fits that wish, but it is simply not affordable, and a high-performance PC could be built for the lower price. As I am unlikely to gain employment it will remain a wish.
My teeth are also causing worry yet again; my lower left jaw has been aching at intervals, and there is a dark fissure in my first lower molar – the one I was concerned about back in 2013. I may have to go to the dentist again for a look, which I am dreading – it is my last lower molar without a filling.
My Health Care Card expires on 22 September, and I have reapplied for another, so now I wait. The /MyGov computer system is very dysfunctional, and Centrelink is chronically understaffed (you need to put aside a day just to try to get through on the phone), so trying to renew a card is even more of an ordeal than it used to be. At least it has been changed to annually from last year, not biannually.
Today is Mum and Dad’s 46th wedding anniversary, so we went out for a pub lunch – at the Marine Hotel in Brighton this time. I had my usual Chicken Parmagiana, which was nice.
The Brighton area is pleasant but expensive – a lot of large houses with abundant gardens and big trees (though overdevelopment is eroding the pleasantness here too). It is right next to the beach – Port Phillip Bay – so a lot of wealthy people live on Beach Road along the foreshore.
A few years ago I used to ride my bicycle on my early morning Sunday bike ride down South Road and along Beach Road for a way, but I stopped that after my 2008 surgery. I now just ride down Tucker Road to South Road, up some back streets and along East Boundary Road to North Road, and return along some more back streets; about a half-hour ride.
My dentist visit today had no issues, thankfully – no more cavities, and the pain I was experiencing was likely due to my misaligned bite and lower left jaw playing up yet again. I saw Dr Smitha Gaikwad at Southland Dental Surgery and charges were $45 for the checkup and $100 for the clean – same as last year.
She did say when I asked that my remaining top wisdom teeth should ideally be extracted – something I have been thinking about myself – but I don’t currently have the finances. If one did get a cavity I would have it extracted in any case – they are not worth saving.
I am still vacillating over whether to use TiddlyWiki or plain HTML for my Journal, so I will keep this one up for now.
My lower left jaw and molars are still a bit achy so I am dreading the prospect of another cavity, or a new filling for the one already there (2nd lower molar, filled in 2013). I just want the appointment for this coming Wednesday over and done with as I am sick of worrying about it.
For my records, my current weight is around 52 kg. I weigh myself around once a week.
The weather yesterday was warm, but the sun didn’t come out until later in the day. A violent cold front – in the form of a horizontal funnel-shaped cloud – came over Melbourne around 8:30 p.m. or so, with strong winds and rain.
Someone at the Reddit r/Melbourne forum made up a map from images of Melbourne in 1945 and recently (around 2014). Looking through it I can see where my parents’ home would be build later in that decade – still open paddocks there – and also where Gran’s home is in 1945, though the resolution unfortunately is not very detailed. Screenshot links – 93 Tucker Road Bentleigh: 1 2 3 and 14 Bridge Street Elsternwick: 1 2 3
The liquidambar tree mentioned in my previous entry (24/2/2015) is still standing but looks very mutilated.
The local council (Glen Eira) have been felling a lot of mature street trees in the last few years as part of a so-called street tree “renewal” scheme, but many of the saplings planted die, or are vandalized, and seeing perfectly healthy mature trees removed is infuriating. The species planted are limited in variety – the Queensland Brush Box seems to be a common choice (the mature one outside my parents’ home is one), and it is a rather ugly and messy tree. I like the Flax-leaved Paperbark trees, which flower into creamy blossom around Christmas time, but many of these have been felled. Mawby Road has some nice large liquidambars, but some of these have also been removed.
A large liquidambar tree at the top of the hill (21 Pollina St) opposite our (my parents’) home appears to be in the process of being felled. It is the last such tree in that street. There used to be two at each end of Pollina Street (20, 90, 94) but all were felled from the 1990s onward. A great loss as they were nice shady deciduous trees, a haven on hot days.
Ongoing development (vandalism, in my view) has seen the loss of a lot of gardens and large trees, replaced with oversized houses or cramped multi-townhouse complexes. It is not improving the neighborhood and is detrimental to livability.
The root cause is the seemingly endless population growth Melbourne and other capital cities have been enduring for the last few decades, exacerbated by a housing market that favors investors rather than people simply wanting somewhere to live. Overseas investors and developers especially are contributing to declining quality of life here – they care nothing about the neighborhoods they buy into, but just want to make a profit. It is extremely wrong and if I were in charge I would ban overseas investing in residential properties. Access to shelter is a basic human right and the current system works against this. Slowing population growth (such as greatly reducing immigration) would also help reduce housing prices by reducing demand.
I am vacillating between using a TiddlyWiki or normal HTML for my journal; they both have things I like and dislike. TW is more interactive and I can use tags – which I can’t do with plain static HTML. If I want to convert a Tiddlywiki file to static HTML pages, though, I have to go through a somewhat convoluted process in Node.js. The program is currently open-source, but may not be that way forever, and I prefer not to be dependent upon a program just to view and edit my files – HTML, in contrast, can be edited in any text editor as well as specialized website-making programs. But TW stores its files in text format, not in a database, so I can still access these. So it is a dilemma.
The weather has been hot – up to mid-30’s – and humid over the weekend, but a cool change and thunderstorms came through around midday today.
I made an appointment with the dentist at Southland Dental Surgery for next Wednesday for my annual checkup and clean (and hopefully nothing else!). I rather dread these for the expense and possibility of yet more cavities (I have 3 fillings for them to date). They like you to go every 6 months now, but it is just too expensive – dental was never included in Medicare, annoyingly.
Mum and Dad only go sporadically – mainly when something hurts – which is not good practice; they seem to have lost motivation.
What are my interests these days? My main focus since December 2006 is my “Star Warrior” creative project which involves lots of cool stuff such as aliens and spaceships. It is a creative outlet – daydreaming, writing, drawing and making a language (conlang). Much of my work for it is in digital form, on my computer – I hope it will last, given the uncertainty about the longevity of digital products.
I have mostly lost interest in real-world spaceflight, compared to my Journal entries of 10 years ago (!); I have become disillusioned with the attitudes of many in the online spaceflight community who dismiss environmental concerns (and activists) with contempt – the former believe humanity can solve its issues by colonizing space. Not for a long time yet, and not with current technology (at least, with great difficulty). It is an attitude that regards Earth as a disposable planet, and I am thoroughly disgusted by that.
Went to Chadstone this morning with Mum and saw Uncle Brian, which we often do now; had a coffee at Gloria Jeans. Getting there (Mum drives – I can’t) is an ordeal as traffic is very heavy – it is in the direction of Melbourne CBD – and can take 30 m or so, though it is only around 6½ km away. On a quiet day, such as during school holidays, it can take less than half that. A level crossing at Poath Rd and Hughesdale Station is also a cause of major frustrating delays.
Power went off abruptly yesterday afternoon – an appliance Mum plugged in tripped the Clipsal surge protector in the meter box. My computer was on as it normally is (for most of the day) so it went off also. A drawing I was working on got corrupted. I had backups at least, but from a couple of days ago. A UPS would be a consideration but they are expensive (starting at $100).
A cool and gloomy overcast day, so not good for line-drying washing. Unfortunately the heat and humidity are coming back from tomorrow until Sunday.
One thing I like that has appeared in recent years are garden solar-powered lights; they look quite nice in the garden. I have a few to use indoors as night lights – plain white ones and color-changing ones (cycling red-green-blue).
In a dream last night I was at Gran’s home for dinner and my cousin Heather was there. It was evening. Being at Gran’s home (14 Bridge Street Elsternwick, sold and demolished in 1997) is a recurring dream – I miss going there very much.
A following dream was another recurring one: I was writing an essay for a school exam but froze up and could not think of anything to write. This also happened in reality in my last full year at school (Year 11, 1987); I never finished Year 12 as I had a nervous breakdown and left after Term 1. Something I have regretted ever since, for obvious reasons.
I wish very much that I could somehow time-travel and live my life again and make different decisions so that I did not end up where I am now (long-term unemployed and broke with no future). It’s one of my favorite topics for daydreams.
To Southland this morning with parents for our daily cappuccino, a ritual we have done for years now. I have mine with skim milk and no sugar (use a sweetener). Cappuccinos are now around $3.60 for a small one, unfortunately, and they are not getting cheaper. It is perhaps an unnecessary expense, but one has to have some enjoyments in life.
Hot and humid again today. I can’t wait for summer to be over so I can pile on layers of clothing!
Parents went to Church (Bentleigh-Korean Baptist Church) as usual this morning. I have been doing the weekly newsletter for it since 2004!
We had a McDonald’s meal for dinner – something we only do every few months (over $26 for 3!). It is not a particularly satisfying meal, and I don’t know how people can have that sort of food every week, several times a week. We used to go on Sunday drives to country areas outside Melbourne, and after going to the Dandenongs we would sometimes have dinner at a McDonald’s – think it was the one still on the corner of North and Springvale Roads. The hill along the road further east that slopes down toward Mt Dandenong still appears in my dreams.
Had an issue with TiddlyWiki not being able to link to external local files (other .html webpage files in this case, in my Journal). Found out I have to write the link in conventional .html markup, not WikiText.
We (parents and I) went to Southland shopping center as usual this morning for a cappuccino and wander around; I walked there as I normally do (in about 45 minutes or 4.3 km). This routine has been going on for years.
A random older man wished me “Happy Valentine’s Day” on my walk to Southland, which was odd but nice! I have never had a boyfriend, and seem unlikely to in this lifetime.
There was heavy rain and storms yesterday afternoon to this morning; humid tropical weather.
I went to the city today by train (Frankston line) to buy a new Darth Vader comicbook – something I only do rarely, but this one features one of my favorite villains :-). There were no delays or incidents during the journey, at least, though the weather is unpleasantly warm and humid (until Sunday).
I do not enjoy traveling to the city (Melbourne CBD) as it is crowded, noisy and dirty; I much prefer local shopping centers/malls such as Southland, which are enclosed – though these are privately-owned and the variety of shops are limited; bookshops are scarce and there are no specialist ones like Minotaur Entertainment in the CBD.
I was dismayed to see that a house in Caulfield visible from the railway line had been demolished and the land razed – 3 Normanby Road, one that had been there for decades. It was the sole house in an open oval, which was a bit unusual, and had a large garden and backyard. Units are to be built there, sadly and predictably enough. I remember reading a local news article about it some years ago; the owners had not wanted to sell.
Thought I would try using Tiddlywiki to keep an offline journal this year.
Not much has happened so far. January was cooler than usual – a mercy, after the four consecutive 40°C days of last year. The weather has warmed up again this week, though at least it looks as though we will escape 40°C days this year.
My sister Michele and her husband Chris Perona visited Melbourne for the week – they departed today – and Mum and Dad went into Melbourne CBD on Tuesday by train to have lunch with them. They were staying in a hotel in Melbourne.
Michele and Chris’s Facebook pages are full of photos of their various meals at restaurants (including this one taken at Bergerac French Restaurant, 9/2/2015) – wonder how they can afford to eat out so often? Michele is still very overweight – close to obese, in fact – and doesn’t look to have lost any weight despite having her gallbladder out last October. She is around my height – perhaps a couple of centimeters smaller – and must weight 70 kg at least. I am around 53 kg, within the healthy range for my height (160 cm) (I was around 60 kg 2 years ago!).
Mum’s 77th birthday was last Wednesday 4th, so we went to McKinnon Hotel for lunch. It was nice, but cost around $140! I had Chicken Parmigiana, as I usually do ($25); an enormous serving but I managed to eat most of it. Didn’t need dinner, though! Photo links: Mum at McKinnon Hotel, 4/2, Dad at McKinnon Hotel, Suzy (me) at McKinnon Hotel.
My right thumbnail somehow got infected and has been sore for a few weeks; I went to the GP at East Bentleigh Medical Group (where my parents go). Dr Lapin gave me a short antibiotic course to complete; he couldn’t see any obvious cause for the infection.