Hot Diggy Action

A friend of mine is visiting from Perth at the moment - she's over here for the Melbourne International Comedy Festival, in which her partner is performing in a musical comedy.

Having been invited to see his show, I felt somewhat apprehensive. What if I didn't like it? What if I had to feign laughter and she realised my inauthenticity? What if the jokes fell so flat I started to sweat profusely and drowned her?

I needn't have worried: the show was superb. And no, I'm not just saying that because my mate might read this. (ok, maybe just a little). No - I was literally belly laughing. A musical comedy ensemble piece that has Diggy Bones at it's centre: a blinged up soul funk gangster with a celebrity complex. Sound familiar? The best thing of all is that I believe (fear) that Diggy is just going to get bigger and bigger.

Seriously, if you're in Melbourne - check it out - the show is in its final week.

I'm sorry Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.

Went to see 2001: A Space Odyssey yesterday after many years - it was on at my local cinema in 70mm - what a treat!

I'd forgotten just how shockingly brilliant this scene is (it gets going about a minute in)

Energy Saver Bulb

You'd think that with age (!) it would get easier/simpler. But so far, that hasn't seemed to be the case.

It's been a while since I've posted - mostly due to the fact that I've been settling in to my new city (Melbourne) and attempting to make connections/work my new job/sort out my apartment.

Recently I've met someone; although my definition of the situation is that we are 'sleeping together'. His definition is somewhat different - we established that last night.

The problem being: when there is such a disconnect, I don't seem to action the obvious quickly enough. I feel way too concerned for the other individual's feelings - and in the process, disregard my own.

He's a lovely guy - warm, friendly, nice (a little too nice?) but there isn't that 'spark'. How many more 'dates' before I switch off the light?