Month: August 2011
Pussies galore
There’s something quite disconcerting about waking up with three cats in your bed when you actually own just two cats. The neighbours have a fairly new, fairly small kitten. She took a liking to the big hairy bloke I’m married…
A mother’s advice
How not to win sympathy for your cause
I can understand the whole peaceful protest thing that happened after the dude was shot in London a few days ago … people have a right to protest (peacefully) about things that raise their hackles. That’s one of the benefits…
Look into my eyes …
A sensible decision
As a parent I know I have a responsibility to protect my child (not that he’s a child any more … he’s a fully fledged, hairy young man). When he was just a wee fella, my most important mission…
It’s nice to be told when systems fail
(This is the Online column, written for The Southland Times) The wee meltdown that meant our lovely newspaper wasn’t published on Tuesday shows how damaging technology can be when it decides to have a bad day. The whole frustrating situation…
Thriller furball
Remember Michael Jackson’s Thriller? This week’s video is a cat perfecting its dance steps:
It’s a sea horse!
Glossary of tools
DRILL PRESS: A tall upright machine useful for suddenly snatching flat metal bar stock out of your hands so that it smacks you in the chest and flings your beer across the room, splattering it against that freshly-stained heirloom piece…