In 55 minutes

In 55 minutes, the year will be over and all the brouhaha will start. Have to remember to date cheques as 2006.  I have just opened a dozen oyters, panfried prawns in onions, tomato and olive oil, steamed a kilo’s worth of clams and now settling with a cold Californian Rose out in the deck. It’s been a hot day. 42 degC... the house still steams. My neighbour John has organised a three piece jazz band. The music is cool. The air outside the deck is purer, cooler... I write this on my laptop by candlelight. Something dichomtomous about this, but heck... not going to think about it too much.

So ... hello. Theres a very cold sparkling shiraz waiting for me and a non-vintage Chandon in the fridge. The kids have been told they’ll be eating next year (and hence begin all the “next year” jokes).  I’ve worked hard, but not worked proud.  Maybe next year.  

This Beringer Rose is rather appetizing. Going to have a shower and at some point in time, eat drink and be merry.... and also swat some mosquitoes.

Digress 2

3 more days to Christmas, 2 more days to Christmas eve. 2 more episodes to write. I got my plot written up but something’s missing, something is not feeling right. My heart is pumping rather fast. Must stop drinking coffee. A storm is breaking ... no, make that a storm broke.  I can see the light. Who left the toilet light on?!!!!

Never Been Kissed

Friday is the day. My daughter meets this guy somewhere in an inner suburb. “He’s going to teach me how to kiss”.  So what? Is it one of those demonstrations you do with a mirror or with the palm of your hand. “Oh man!  He’s showing me with his lips” . So he’s actually going to kiss her. Euyewwww!   If you want to kiss someone, you must make sure you have clean teeth and drink lots of water. “I’ve never been kissed before... and I know I’m a bad kisser”. The important thing is to have clean and fresh breath.  I fear ... for the guy. My daughter is not known to brush her teeth. “You don’t mind?”  Of course not.! “Cool!  and oh...by the way, he’s a Goth”.    That’s fine I said.  And oh... let me tell you about herpes....