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I recently wandered onto this website, care of Ausculture, and it proved rather interesting. 35 of my former classmates have signed up, where you can find out what your old school class is up to an get in touch with them if you want to. It has recently been renamed Friends reunited, which I take it means the website owners haven't read Past Mortem, Ben Elton's latest novel where former school bullies are tracked down and tortured to death using their own former bullying techniques, via a website called Friends Reunited. But I digress, nothing like that is going on here. Just a bunch of people from my high school trying to... well, what are they trying to do? It's not really to keep in touch is it? If you had liked someone that much you would have just stayed in contact with them originally? And in my old suburb, if you had lost touch you wouldn't need the web to find someone, because you mother probably buys hardware from their cousin's uncle, or something. No, this is about seeing where people are up to. Can you gloat, or can they? Consequently the whole thing is like a game of adult achievements chicken, where you have to register to see other profiles but no one wants to give anything about themselves away. I did no put anything about myself - I'm still composing my debut into that little world. Unfortunately no one that I was close to or knew well was on there. A couple of the girls are married, with multiple children and living in country towns (very disappointing), some of the guys are still dickheads, as evidenced by their personal website which they directed me to. I had forgotten there was a boy in my year called Rhett Martini (Jesus!), and someone I thought was an idiot is now a psychologist. No Mum, there was nothing about Kate. I also found this gem from a girl in the year above me. I've been flying around the world for the past 5 years as senior flight attendant for Virgin Atlantic Airways, based in London. Unreal job! The people and places are priceless, and I've got some fantastic stories.... I've just moved to Sydney to continue flying and promoting the airline down here and life is good! I noticed there were quite a few people listed in the year Mum left school, so I would recommend you check it out. Forgot to look up my old primary school (the first one, the good one). Must do that. Wonder what happened to Claire and Kristy?
Don't know if I have much more to say that hasn't already been said on the singular failure of the American's to hold it together in the wake of Hurricane Katrina. America's Dunkirk, indeed, except that the rescuers on small boats are carrying shotguns. It is shocking, of course that, in the cesspool that New Orleans has become, people are raping and murdering each other in shelters. Still, there was terrible poverty, violence and gun problems before Katrina apparently, and the Bush government didn't give a toss then either. The loss of the oil rigs is making things a bit difficult, I see, and the army has orders to shoot to kill anyone caught looting. Defending capitalism to the last... As the Iraqi's have found out, being non-white, poor, oppressed, oil rich and under the rule of the US government is a very unhappy situation to be in. I note also, that the families of the 1000 Iraqi's killed in the stampede (and we think we're afraid of terrorism), have dropped off the news radar. Still had room for some kind of story about New Zealand Rugby and to interview a psychiatrist about the possible trauma of the Hurricane on survivors. I don't want to make some predictable point about the values of lives to new media. I'm interested in the Katrina situation, but I'm concerned about the 1000 people dying in Iraq as well, and I'd like to hear how they are going.
I think I'll wait till I get the photos back before I post about heavenly Sunday lunch with Bec and Gary. What Gary does with sock monkeys needs illustration.

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  1. Blogger 'Thought & Humor' 

    We work like a horse.
    We eat like a pig.
    We like to play chicken.
    You can get someone's goat.
    We can be as slippery as a snake.
    We get dog tired.
    We can be as quiet as a mouse.
    We can be as quick as a cat.
    Some of us are as strong as an ox.
    People try to buffalo others.
    Some are as ugly as a toad.
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    Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
    Some of us drink like a fish.
    We can be as proud as a peacock.
    A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
    You can get a frog in your throat.
    We can be a lone wolf.
    But I'm having a whale of a time!

    You have a riveting web log
    and undoubtedly must have
    atypical & quiescent potential
    for your intended readership.
    May I suggest that you do
    everything in your power to
    honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
    Designer/Architect as well
    as your revering audience.
    As soon as we acknowledge
    this Supreme Designer/Architect,
    Who has erected the beauteous
    fabric of the universe, our minds
    must necessarily be ravished with
    wonder at this infinate goodness,
    wisdom and power.

    Please remember to never
    restrict anyone's opportunities
    for ascertaining uninterrupted
    existence for their quintessence.

    There is a time for everything,
    a season for every activity
    under heaven. A time to be
    born and a time to die. A
    time to plant and a time to
    harvest. A time to kill and
    a time to heal. A time to
    tear down and a time to
    rebuild. A time to cry and
    a time to laugh. A time to
    grieve and a time to dance.
    A time to scatter stones
    and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a
    time to turn away. A time to
    search and a time to lose.
    A time to keep and a time to
    throw away. A time to tear
    and a time to mend. A time
    to be quiet and a time to
    speak up. A time to love
    and a time to hate. A time
    for war and a time for peace.

    Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
    Dr. Howdy

    'Thought & Humor'

    P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
    that the common culture of my youth
    is gone for good. It was hollowed out
    by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
    then splintered beyond hope of repair
    by the emergence of the web-based
    technologies that so maximized and
    facilitated cultural choice as to make
    the broad-based offerings of the old
    mass media look bland and unchallenging
    by comparison."

  2. Anonymous Helen 

    St Catherine's is listed on SchoolFriends too (as is UWA, but that seems pretty pointless given the number of students). I added myself sometime last year and found that attempting to sum up a decade in one paragraph leads to a definite case of I'm-Cooler-Than-You Psychosis. ::sigh::

  3. Blogger Emma 

    MMMmmmmmm, I see what you mean. Maybe I'll have to do a joke post.

    WTF is going on with the first comment? Feel like I don't have the brain power to process it at the moment.

    'Please remember to never
    restrict anyone's opportunities
    for ascertaining uninterrupted
    existence for their quintessence.'

    Is this fan mail???

    blog is genuine but equally bewildering. Am I being told to think about God??????

    Interestingly, the bible verse was read at my grandad's funeral. Conincidence!

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