Curb Your Enthusiasm

You

Must watch

This

Boxed set.

Unscripted, unscrupilous, unconventional, it's Sienfeld meets the Office meets Arrested Development, but better than all three. That's a tough call yes, but as Angus would say, one I'm willing to make.

Crossroads

I'm at a moment of decision. Should I return on the 30th of December or on the 27th of January? I have no in-between choices - all flights are booked right through January. I do feel a tinge of homesickness, and that tinge is endowering all things back home with a divine glow. That's just how my messed-up mind works; if I don't have it I want it, if I have it I don't want it. So being home in January seems nice right here right now, but from memory, January is a dead month. Everyone goes off somewhere else, and nothing is the hap. Kind of depressing.

So I might as well take part in the exodous, and not be around in January (even though it would be so much warmer and sunnier... ahhh), and for once I'd get to have a social life in that cursed month, even if that social life doesn't extend much further than Seth. On the other hand, finding enough places to stay for over a month could prove difficult...

Hmm, what do my readers think I should do? What's everyone doing in the Sunny-Gloomy month? What's the hap?

In an ideal world everyone would be contained in Tasmania and Seth would be flying back home with me. Sigh.

Drawings

While I've been in the US and A, I've filled two and a half journals with drawings. Here's a sample.










Not to sound insecure, but the bad drawing in the above is intentional, to amplify the seediness.



I drew this All American Landscape in the car while Seth and I were driving from Austin to Dallas.

News

These days I often feel like I'm reading The Onion or Lark News when I read articles like this.

In other news, I'm still in Michigan (until Thursday). I had my haircut. Short. The hairdresser was a character from a book and gave me a complimentary counselling session (turns out he's a Christian). I want to write him into a movie, he's like an emergent church pastor sans the tattoos and the BS po-mo talk.



It's not as cold as I thought it was going to be; you can go outside with a coat. The trees still have no leaves ;). I'm pretty busy, doing things like running errands, wrapping presents, addressing cards, data entry. And I'm missing Texas Seth (and Melbourne Seth too!).

Borat

You

must see

this movie.

It is of the movie theatre in US and A, but not in Australian?

Hoo Bah Bah

Tomorrow I fly to Michigan. I'll be staying with the Phillips for 11 days, hopefully inside. Then I return to Texas, where I will spend Christmas in Houston. I'm not flying back to Australia until January the 27th, so I'll be spending most of the next month in the great nation of Texas, mainly in Dallas and Austin. Depending on my financial situation, I may visit some other places in the South.

It's funny the assumptions people here will make about you, because to them, you sound sort of British. You can come across as more polite, prudish, intelligent, snobbish and sexy than you really are. If you swear or say something risque, Americans find it amusing. You can use all these mispresentations of your self to your own Machievellian advantage.... I make joke, yes?

Anyhow, this is a picture of Seth and me.



I guess I ought to inform my readers that Seth and I are together, and have been for the past month. I feel funny talking about such things here, so I'm not going to gush except to say Seth is splendid. Email me if you have questions. :)

A Little Update from a Big State

At an authentic Southern restaurant in Austin. Drinking lemonade from a jug or "picture" as it was served.



At Seth's work just after he's knocked off. That's Seth's friend Natalie at the table. She's great.



I saw this in a Christian bookshop in Dallas. Funny to me. Christian bookshops in Dallas are a sad state of affairs; mostly fluff, little meat.



At an "authentic" Ossie pub. On the vast menu, there were only 3 real Aussie food items; a vegimite sanga, a meat pie and an Oz burger. Seth ordered the meat pie and it was all kinds of wrong. Everything else on the menu was true-blue American with Australian names like Towoomba Chicken Fried Steak.

In Dallas now, leaving for Austin today.

Seth and Me.