Do you know what makes me feel old? Not that I bought a CD of Live's "Throwing Copper" at an op shop for $1 and realised it's nearly thirty years old but the fact that half of you punk kids don't know what a CD is.
Recommendations wanted: Australian Aboriginal Christian poetry. I read a lot of Aboriginal poetry but have not yet found any that are also Christians. Anyone know some names?
Twins pretending to be my wife and me this morning:
"This is a picture of us when we got married. Sixty years ago."
Look, it's been a tough few years but I didn't think I was ageing that badly.
Had a deep discussion with the kids today about identity and work. Does our ontology change when our jobs change? Is Emma still a Wiggle? Is Tsehay the new Emma or just the new yellow Wiggle? So many questions, so few answers.
This year I resolve to never have privacy on the toilet, to never sleep through the night and to always have a messy house. And I really hope I'm as successful with these resolutions as I have been with my past ones.