Albert gets the bunny slipper comment (as in, “if you had another one just like him, you could make slippers”) almost as often as Luna elicites, “big dog.” The latter is only more frequent because Luna spends a lot of time walking around Hobart and its close environs with me.
He has much to recommend him. Not the least of which is that he is soooooooo darn cute. Imogen and I were talking yesterday about the fact that we’ve had him nearly three years, and there’s still not a day that goes by without one of us exclaiming how cute he is.
Which is a good thing, because I just spent a hundred dollars on his meds yesterday and we’re starting to refer to him as the most over-capitalized bunny on the planet.
a bunch of people called in sick so my tasklist was shot to cover other things. Since it doesn’t involve my normal duties I’m only putting in a mediocre-at-best performance O:)
BLUDGER: noun, a person who lives off the efforts of others; a person who does not pay his fair share or who does not make a fair contribution to a cost, enterprise, etc., a cadger; an idler, one who makes little effort.
Our Aussie bludger is a form of bludgeoner, `a person who is armed with and doesn’t hesitate to use a bludgeon, a short stout club with one end loaded or thicker and heavier than the other’. The word bludgeoner appears in a mid-nineteenth century English slang dictionary as a term for `a low thief, who does not hesitate to use violence’. Thus in 1852 Blackwood’s Edinburgh Magazine inveighs against `Those brutal bludgeoneers [who] go out in gangs’. The derivation of the Aussie bludger from the British bludgeoner is surprising since, by definition, a bludger is too lazy a person to lift even a finger, let alone a bludgeon.
Frankly, I think Australians party a bit too hard for American style slacking.
This is sooooooooo Australian:
Pain comes slowly to revellers
HEATHER LOW CHOY
Police reporter
October 01, 2006 01:00am
Article from: The Mercury
MANY people injured celebrating Saturday’s AFL grand final waited until yesterday to seek help at Royal Hobart Hospital’s emergency ward.
According to a spokeswoman, grand final night was not as busy as usual for Department of Emergency Medicine staff because many people were too drunk to realise they were hurt.
“For all intents and purposes it was a normal Saturday night. It wasn’t out of the ordinary,” she said.
“We had some people in as a result of fights and things like that overnight.”
But there had not been a backlog of cases.
“We managed quite well. It was made less stressful for us because people didn’t come in because they were too drunk,” the spokeswoman said.
“They went to bed with their wounds and woke up this morning sore, sick and sorry for themselves.
Yes, she gave me the bad news while I was still half-burried in my pillow and asked if I agreed with your suggested option. And getting a half-hearted response, said she’d ask me again later when I was vertical.
Imogen will let you know tonight, but it looks like I’ll be sending you another check.
I didn’t suggest an option — I just described the only one the postal service offered. I actually thought she might want to re-think the whole thing but I didn’t say that — because I’m a coward.
Andi, if I can – can I call you to let you know I’m oka afterwards? I generall stay off the computer afterwards…. but now with work and my family so “uptight” about this one… It might be best to have a Froggy Fone In :)’
Should be doing homework, and will get working on it shortly. Made it home from the doctors — we’ve got a general plan of attack for the Big D. One piece of good news — my triglycerides were WAAAAAAY freakin’ down from a year ago…still on the high side, but a lot lower — she was encouraged by that.
Anyway, back to the grind — I finished my online Econ homework last night (yay!), now got to finish my article analysis (boo!) and do a ton of reading (which I guess I could do at dinner).
Hi there everyone!!!!! Hope your Monday was an uneventful one. I had some redneck try and kill me on the freeway this am. He tried to hit me 3 different times before I could get away from him and was calling me faggot and traitor the entire time because of the bumper stickers on my car. I didn’t hear him the first time but after that I did. I called the cops but they never found him and I did not get the full lic. plate number.
I hope they keep on trying to find the psychopath. With a description of the car and a partial license plate it shouldn’t be that hard. He sounds like a menace to society.
Everything went swell. It wasn’t a bridge action either thank goodness.
I got to meet Cindy and she spoke to my “bestest” friend – on my cell. I told her that I always call Mrs. Ski before or after a protest, march, vigil… and asked if she could speak to her since she keeps me marching.
And… she loves us CodePinkers 🙂
I got her book “Peace Mom” and it was already signed. It was just so great seeing her smile while she talked to my friend who was just totally surprised, shocked and awed 🙂
We need to get you on my cell phone, my friend, so you don’t have numb out your behind on the rocking chair waiting 🙂
It was a really good speech.. there was one heckler though :*( some broad.. I won’t go into it now. Saw some faces from the vigil there, too. I’ve got some pictures – later.
But I was happy that two wonderful ladies smiled… that I just love and adore – ON MY PHONE 🙂
My friend “momagainstthedraft” known here – is just so thrilled. But she doesn’t know that she keeps me marching.
Anything that requires getting out of my bathrobe and into actual clothing.
be mistaken, but Family Man would agree with you, only he has the added flair of bunny slippers. (tell Albert they’re not real bunnies)
But they’re cute bunnies slippers. 🙂
Albert gets the bunny slipper comment (as in, “if you had another one just like him, you could make slippers”) almost as often as Luna elicites, “big dog.” The latter is only more frequent because Luna spends a lot of time walking around Hobart and its close environs with me.
Albert prefers to nap all day at home.
Albert prefers to nap all day at home.
Albert always has been my favorite.
He has much to recommend him. Not the least of which is that he is soooooooo darn cute. Imogen and I were talking yesterday about the fact that we’ve had him nearly three years, and there’s still not a day that goes by without one of us exclaiming how cute he is.
Which is a good thing, because I just spent a hundred dollars on his meds yesterday and we’re starting to refer to him as the most over-capitalized bunny on the planet.
Albert sounds like a movie star. You’ve got to pay for all that beauty. 🙂
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Hello keres and Manny.
I think I over napped today.
over-napped? is there such a thing? I’ve been enjoying a mental nap all day. ahhhh Mondays.
I don’t think there is such a thing as over-napped now that I think of it.
Mental napping? So has you day been going OK?
a bunch of people called in sick so my tasklist was shot to cover other things. Since it doesn’t involve my normal duties I’m only putting in a mediocre-at-best performance O:)
Ah yes, mediocre I know it well. 🙂
it’s quite a skill to do it well — right up there with looking busy while doing nothing.
I look at it as the same skill as sitting at your desk asleep with your eyes open. To few people can master that. 🙂
are you conducting surveillance at my desk today?
Ah Manny a slacker of high rank I see.
I spent at least ten years basically comatose but my eyes were open. It’s an art.
I agree. It’s an art that takes many years to master.
Then again, some of us have an innate talent. 🙂
I recently learned a new Australianism: Bludger.
For some reason I like the term “slacker” better. 🙂
According to our housemate, I can’t be a slacker, or a bludger, because I get up before 10am, and don’t get stoned before lunch.
That can’t be right because that would make me not a slacker.
And we know that slacking is a way of life for me. 🙂
I get the feeling that Australians have to work “harder” to earn the title “slacker.” Mere slacking off, by American standards, doesn’t cut it.
I’ve always said slacking is hard work!
Australia sounds like my kind of place. 🙂
Frankly, I think Australians party a bit too hard for American style slacking.
This is sooooooooo Australian:
There’s a very similar yiddish term — schnorer.
Yiddish has so many wonderful descriptors – all of which are unfortunately lost on Australians.
Calling someone a schlemiel or a meshuggener, or small things tchotskies just draws a blank look here.
Although I have managed to teach Imogen tuchus, which she now uses.
It shouldn’t be unfamiliar to Australians, at least those with any kind of cultural literacy:
Speaking of Imogen — has she seen the email I sent?
Yes, she gave me the bad news while I was still half-burried in my pillow and asked if I agreed with your suggested option. And getting a half-hearted response, said she’d ask me again later when I was vertical.
Imogen will let you know tonight, but it looks like I’ll be sending you another check.
I didn’t suggest an option — I just described the only one the postal service offered. I actually thought she might want to re-think the whole thing but I didn’t say that — because I’m a coward.
Ah. In my stuppor I must have misunderstood.
Or she was in shock — I really hated sending that email.
You know, for a few hundred more, we could get you to hand deliver them. 😉
Yeah, that amount was a bit horrifying. I don’t suppose there any speakers she likes that are about 9 inches shorter.
the English.
Hey, Andi, one a different note, Kidspeak & I were wondering who is planning to come to Chicago this weekend .
Besides you, two — me, JimF (my husband), Maryb, ejmw (but not until later), maybe poemless and maybe wolverine writer.
Thanks, andi, we were just curious.
that the term may have travelled to the antipodes with the convict ships?
Hi, keres. I think this is the first time I talked to you without fussing over Luna. Oh, I guess I did it again.
Andi, if I can – can I call you to let you know I’m oka afterwards? I generall stay off the computer afterwards…. but now with work and my family so “uptight” about this one… It might be best to have a Froggy Fone In :)’
Maybe you should check in here just to let us know you’re OK.
In fact if you have your camera along, why not put up a diary so we know what you’re up to?
Stay safe, kid.
There is no safe anymore, dear friend. But I will keep my head on a swivel 🙂
I’ll take my camera. Not sure what time I’ll get back. But as to the diary… with work schedule it’s kinda tough.
I’ll try to make a quick post in a Froggy Pond when I get back, then.
Be safe DJ.
I’ll be with CodePink and Cindy Sheehan, family man, what could possibly go wrong?
😀
I hope nothing, but I’m a worrier. So just watch youself.
Cindy’s apparently coming up here tomorrow. And me stuck taking the munchkin to dance class.
We’ll take what we can get. Just so we know you’re OK.
and I’ll let everyone know.
You get be careful.
Thanks! But I finally realized going in… it’d be super late your time. 🙂
FMom is calling and it’s time to start dinner.
I’ll see everyone later on.
Just call me Cali P. Scribe…
Should be doing homework, and will get working on it shortly. Made it home from the doctors — we’ve got a general plan of attack for the Big D. One piece of good news — my triglycerides were WAAAAAAY freakin’ down from a year ago…still on the high side, but a lot lower — she was encouraged by that.
Anyway, back to the grind — I finished my online Econ homework last night (yay!), now got to finish my article analysis (boo!) and do a ton of reading (which I guess I could do at dinner).
TTFN, folks…
Hi there everyone!!!!! Hope your Monday was an uneventful one. I had some redneck try and kill me on the freeway this am. He tried to hit me 3 different times before I could get away from him and was calling me faggot and traitor the entire time because of the bumper stickers on my car. I didn’t hear him the first time but after that I did. I called the cops but they never found him and I did not get the full lic. plate number.
Hi Refinish. I’m glad you’re all right. That would be damned scary.
I hope they keep on trying to find the psychopath. With a description of the car and a partial license plate it shouldn’t be that hard. He sounds like a menace to society.
Everything went swell. It wasn’t a bridge action either thank goodness.
I got to meet Cindy and she spoke to my “bestest” friend – on my cell. I told her that I always call Mrs. Ski before or after a protest, march, vigil… and asked if she could speak to her since she keeps me marching.
And… she loves us CodePinkers 🙂
I got her book “Peace Mom” and it was already signed. It was just so great seeing her smile while she talked to my friend who was just totally surprised, shocked and awed 🙂
Peace! Love! Hope!
and let’s get these fuckers out of OUR house.
Oh good. I was just sitting here by the fireside in my rocking chair, waiting for you.
OK, not really, but I’m still glad to hear you were safe and got to meet Cindy and all.
We need to get you on my cell phone, my friend, so you don’t have numb out your behind on the rocking chair waiting 🙂
It was a really good speech.. there was one heckler though :*( some broad.. I won’t go into it now. Saw some faces from the vigil there, too. I’ve got some pictures – later.
But I was happy that two wonderful ladies smiled… that I just love and adore – ON MY PHONE 🙂
My friend “momagainstthedraft” known here – is just so thrilled. But she doesn’t know that she keeps me marching.