The Road to Wombeyan

During the past few days i have been super keen in writing the Haiku. Seriously, I don't know where this sudden inspiration has come from, but I get to torture you with my endless armature poetries:

I pass under trees.
Their shadows pierce the darkness;
Imprisoning me.

Thanks to my boss, I got to leave work at 2pm today. Just as well, s the light fade fast of an evening and I was the first to return to Wombeyan caves camping ground. Tuneil, Noah & Justin were hot on my heels, but they didnt arrive until around 8:30. And by this time I had built my own small society out of warm sleeping bags, pillos and various buttery flavoured digestive biscuits.

Without the firewood Justin was to bring, I believe I was going a little stir crazy. Not to mention cold. I set up a landing pad of tea candles for their arrival, locked myself in my car and considered changing my name.

With the Tuneil and Justin came banana chips and delicious salt and vinegar rice cakes. Being delirious and all, my attempts at setting up a fire needed to be rectified by sexy uncle Justin.

No! Don't go out there!
Is it not the right exit?
Actually, it is.

Fruit of the Moment: Paw Paw More More :)

Hi love.

This morning, the traffic on the M5 inspired me to write this:

Its really not fair.
I have to wait one more month,
To go back to camp.

And this chap decided to write in response:

Now now don't you weep,
Just be a little patient,
And then you can go!

Today, I blasted Erskineville and Newtown with a thousand paper fliers for LOVESONG. It seems to be taking up the majority of my time. Luckily I also had time to meet with Leon for a music update.

Today also was another over eating day. Its all just so futile.

And while checking out this website, I discovered I was not successful in my application to direct their March show. I'm not bitter about their choice, I am however a little disillusioned that I found out in this way.

Now to pack for camping.

Fruit of the Moment: Pecan Pie

the massive reach of the gloss

Back to the normal downer that is the working week. Even my midday coffee, perked with the warm glow of the cheerful sun couldn't raise the mood of an otherwise very dull lull in the week.

At least it was hump day.

This evening, was spent signing my mother up to iTunes. Her new iPhone prompted an application gift card for Mother's Day, so we spent the night wading through the many options that lay open before us. Most important of course was the Fart generator.

I am freezing. The snap has fastened its cold grip on the icicles and shaken the freezer into full air con. Brrrr.... Need more doona.

Fruit of the Moment: Doodle Jump

#25 SATÉ STIR FRI NOODLE

So when I woke up feeling like death, it seemed like I was in for a pretty rough ride.

Luckily, my friend the coffee bean and Phil the coffee man was there to make my day brighter, better and beanier.

I got through a ton of work today too. Armed with an unstoppable chipper mood, my work load just melted away before me as I zoomed through project after project. I even got some extra vitamin D in with Gab and Lidia as we strolled down to the french bread store to get ourselves some more coffee.

LOVESONG rehearsals went well, as well. We were even upgraded to the "Quasimodo" hall, which was big enough to house five large football fields. Lucky we had so many people.

Both Hanni and Peter stretched their acting skills and after some traditional communal Eggplant, we got on with our stuff. We even found time to take a few "artistic" promo shots.

Tomorrow, I will evaluate how profitable spending upwards of $800 on newspaper advertising actually will be.

Fruit of the Moment: "Chinese" Flavoured Mushrooms

Sorry for what seemed to be a misleading formatting issue with our email blast

This morning, an acidic substance was edging its way up my throat as I completed my 5mile run. I suspect it had something to do with all the rich foods I enjoyed yesterday... Or the Thai. The Thai food was pretty shit. Dam shame that.

At work, somehow I manged to find a photo of the Buck's Rock Glass Shop Mural and suffered from what only can be described as homesickness. It feels so long away.

Our last minute LOVESONG rehearsal made possible by a free space at Macquarie University went well. It was interesting to work without Genevieve. Flying solo in the directing spot wasn't as much fun, but definitely more draining.

Maybe it was because I spent the day on the email wearing my producer's cap, but right about now I am LOVESONGed out... I tried to get a hold of the local newspapers today without much success, but I was assured they were ringing back. I also managed to contact all my tech crew and touch base for production week. Now for another rehearsal tomorrow night :)

Fruit of the moment: Spoils of the Luncheon

Cool. You're on Noah Duty then?

How much can one man stuff into one jam packed Mother's Day?

Apart from the morning 8mile, and the scrubbing of the kitchen, and the disinfecting of the floors, and the preparation of the salads, my morning was pretty chill.

I did not however achieve my ultimate weekend goal of banana pancakes. Sad as that may sound, I had me a nice cup-o-muesli with puppy Link on the back veranda before my sister came home from her over night trip to the farm.

Today turned out to be another food filled day. Cheeses and Crackers and Yogurts and Fruits and Salads and Nuts and Cheeses and other assorted awesomeness.

Mum eventually turned up for a luncheon in her honor. Dad, Bridgette and Brendan formed party A in the living room, while Mum and I formed party B in the dining room. Teas and Coffee were flowing, and nuts were freely consumed. I got to work on the domestics of cleaning and cooking, leaving the chill out for the family to suffer with.

And the day pretty much progressed from there.

No surprise that Puppy Link got all the attention out of our visitors. Especially when Leila and Glen stopped by after a motor cycle joy ride for a knitting lesson and a spot of work on the set list for LOVESONG.

It was also good to fit in a phone call to Nanna Tess, who had spent Mother's Day with my Aunt's family.

The Crazies and Beautiful Kate were tonight's double feature, science fiction. The Crazies was shit, Beautiful Kate was intriguing...

Fruit of the Moment: Final Wrong Thai

Would you like your free Chocolates with purchase, sir?

Well, I woke up this morning. And Brendan commented on how tired I looked. And when a 20 year old says that to a 26 year old, you start to feel old. Especially when the previous night you clocked up 10 hours sleep, sensibly choosing your bed on a Friday evening after a long working week.

I'm not saying I'm old. I'm just starting to feel tired. Its unavoidable I suppose.

You'll be all glad to note that my continuing journey into the realms of over eating have blossomed into what is sure to become a cheap slap in the face for all the past 12 week's work. Soon enough, I predict to recover what I had lost because I can't seem to stop eating at night. Even when feeling completely full. Now that the diet is lifted so are all realms of sanity and tubs of Philadelphia Cream Cheese are no longer safe in my fridge.

Today, a lead actress of LOVESONG calls me, saying she cant make a rehearsal. With two days notice. Its just one of those shitty situations. I guess I could tell you she's being a difficult actress, but in reality, shes just balancing her day job with her passion. We all do it. The pull between what pays for bread and what keeps us eating it.

In the end, this miraculously works in my favor as it allows us to clock in an extra rehearsal, which we needed. And before the pitchforks of injustice come screaming down the driveway, she has organized a free space to rehearse for this extra day. So there is love in the LOVESONG. Come see it.

Puppy Link was surprisingly tolerable today. Mostly because he slept for most of it. Really. Incredible stuff. Just one tuckered out puppy I suppose. Same with me. I need to get to bed soon, being old and all.

Fruit of the Moment: Gallbladder sludge