Melbourne, music and photography, the latter of which of mine you can find at Ordinary Zan.
I love Sydney Road.
I plan to spend the whole day $2 shopping for lights, toys and decorations for Rainbow Serpent - two blocks from the start and two shops later and my arms are packed to the brim and I have everything I need and a few more things besides.
Delicious Padre Beans & Bokeh Ladies
Padre at South Melbourne Market is my most frequented coffee place. Dropped by to check out the mothership today.
House problem sorted. Still in Brunswick. I get to live near expanses of green grass that I don’t have to mow. Cool.
I can’t believe you moved (are moving?) south. Northside for life! Haha. Hope you enjoy your new neighbourhood.
I’m still fighting to stay here until the end of next month. St Kilda is a last resort. Until then I’ll continue to attend inspections where dozens of people hang out in driveways awkwardly pretending to not judge one another.
Sydney Rd is good but a couple k’s to the east is even better.
High Street is great and I ride there often, but it lacks the complete cultural randomness that makes Sydney Road such an interesting place to live.
That said, if I could afford to live in Northcote I might be saying the exact same thing about there right about now.
My urge to tumblrererr…. has been replaced by playing guitar lately. Burning thoughts on guitar strings feels better than forming them into words, tapping corresponding buttons and then putting them in a bottle to float out into a digital sea.
I think the photo challenge is already effectively dead. I’m taking photos daily and take my camera everywhere. I just have no interest. Before I post anything, what I shoot and what I work on is mine until I upload it somewhere. I’m beginning to understand why some people are still switching from digital to film.
I have to find a new place to live by next month. I hope I can stay around Sydney Road. I love this place.
I got stood up at a bar so I’m currently watching subtitled gymnastics, drinking, posting on tumblr and attempting to take HDR shots of a wall of liquor.
Naked For Satan had their own pale ale on tap which was fantastic. The bar girl also let me try the Mongrel Bitch which was a blend of Grolsh and VB. I waited a few seconds for the gag reflex to happen, but it didn’t happen. Apparently it’s quite popular. It must be an ironic thing.
These guys make and serve their own vodka as well but I was too busy snatching up all of the mushroom and duck related tapas to notice. A fantastic excuse to go back I think.
20.4.2012 My local cafe Jellystone is excellent.
Apparently they sell drugs.
(they don’t, I don’t think)
Caffeine is an excellent stimulant.
In other news, I loved their rice pudding. I wish it was still on the menu.
I’ve been in for the majority of the last few days due to a rather painful ear infection and when I’m awake I’ve been reading the Hunger Games on my sisters recommendations. Both activities are somewhat depressing, so I pulled on real people clothes and had a 3pm brunch at a nearby cafe.
After a bit of breaky, some coffee and some dance tunes I had this intense desire to just say ‘fuck it’ and go out tonight and dance. The spirit is willing but my body isn’t ready… after a bit more of a ride.
Ah well, here is some upbeat tunes with sketchy lyrics to cheer me up.
