Wood Touche

was in the middle of really getting into an episode of True Detective and having just cleaned off an overly exuberant (difficult to pour-) Ulf's something, from a gilded Bear.  A 'baltic' porter, bit of smoked manuka; tasty.  For the money (2 for 10 bucks, due to the 'fizziness'), pretty much like buying someone's quite good homebrew.  Glad they didn't sell it at full price, you'd be rather disappointed if you weren't naive.  As for the fish and chips thereabouts? - completely mis-remembered.  not that good.  (But I wonder now if our fond memory of that particular fishshop was actually for the smoked fish they sell, which I do remember being pretty fucking good).

And now, whatever the time is, I've gone and embarked on a little something from those Project-ors from Te Garage.  Touch Wood.  Had opened and poured before I read the label.  First mistake: "...be very careful who you drink it with."  Hmmm...  Myself, unfortunately.  Unless you count people and animals that sleep.  But there's no bothering them, so yes - pretty much, myself.  Hope it all works out okay.  :-S  Look what it made me do:  (in public, ffs!)

Taking blog writing to an entirely different place.somewhere altogether else. So now, a double writing.  Oh, how pathetic.  Blogging?  you call this blogging?  writing something so infrequently that no one could ever possibly find it.  Then again, once it's on the web, under your name, it's there for as long as anyone can look for it.  Ever compressed into ever smaller spaces to be recalled from more difficultly as time proceeds.  But always there, stuck somewhere in silicon, i guess it was, once upon a time, something new and whizzy from now on tho, getting smaller and smaller, packed there.  Until all the power fails...

What do they say?  We're only ever a couple (or is it a few?) days from complete collapse - our urban society.  We cope fine with the odd disaster; insurance 'covering' it left right and centre(lr&c?), but if the whole lot went down at once?  All the power grids, across a continent.  I guess we'll see the US go soon enough whenever solar activity ramps up.  Or, are they watching us and how we respond to earthquakes and such?  Do any of our cultures/societies learn off the others in how to deal with disaster relief?  I know Chch did a shit job of a lot it, but pulled together to do an awesomely amazing job of other things.  Do we examine how every other place does it, ie copes?  Cos that's how we'll get through when EVERYTHING goes down.  Geography, it's all goddamn geography.

And for my day job, here I'm working for an organisation that is trying to stop the native biodiversity of this country from going into Collapse.  It's pretty much been on it's way for the last couple hundred years, but there's still so much to be saved.  I do what I can, but the place is a bit of a wreck.  I think we just all have to 'do what we can' and that's what DOC's asking people to do now.  All of us, living here on these sweet sweet isles need to pull finger and get killing!  In order: possums, rats, stoats, weasels, ferrets, hedgehogs, wasps, and finally mice.  Set whatever traps you can, kill any of them every time you see them.  See one on a trail somewhere?  Next time you go there, take a trap with you, set it and then go check it periodically.  If everybody who used the bush or other areas did this we could actually get somewhere towards a pest free NZ...  I think I just saw the light, and it IS actually possible.  HA!  yeah right.  Fucking kiwis.  We've become a stupid arsed laconical 'whatever' kinda nation.  There's not enough still into it.  Everyone's focussed on their own shit.

31 minutes left of my TD episode, best I subsume myself in that...
"your kids are the only thing that matters, Maddie.  They're the whole reason for this man-woman drama,"
"well, I'm sorry, what are you suggesting exactly?"
"Just that people fuck up - we age, men, women, it's not supposed to work except to make kids.  So, if you could imagine, Marty's behaviour as a matter of weakness, pain, - you'd see that it's not about you"
"So enter the day you duck under rationalisations same as any of 'em.  You musta been a great husband."
And he walks out.

It's SO FUCKING GOOD!

interesting to watch this post...  methinks.   And there's always editing... :)