Things I Wish Someone had Told Me

All the things that could've saved me years of angst... all the things I wish someone had told me... do you have some to add?

- Going to university IS a possibility

- Your kids are going to have behaviours just like your own... or worse, your partner's!

- Not everyone is as good or as honest as you give them credit for

- You're a rubbish judge of character

- If it quacks like a duck, waddles like a duck and shits like a duck... it might just be a duck

- You don't have to be nice to everyone... all... the... time!

- If you don't actively try to prevent it, you'll turn out just like your parents

- When you're miserable no one wants to know you

- Some people really don't know they're acting like arseholes until you tell them

- The more you learn the more you realise how stupid you really are

- Everyone does stupid things, only really stupid people refuse to admit it

- Squeaky wheels get more oil

- You should listen more carefully to your paranoia, it's often right

Hotel MacDibble Inmates: 5
Projects of the Week: Tiling fireplace behind stove
Critiqued this week: Jackie Hosking - Wilhelmina 2, Jeremy Shaw - Bedtime Fin, Keith Stevenson - And Mourn, Matthew Chrulew - Electric Shock Horror,
Reading this week: ASIM # 25, and The Best of Australian SF & F 1
Writing this week: Girly Chomp (a children's science fiction story about hitchhiking the galaxy).

The Beast of Moogill - My Webpage - Mentor of Moogill

Bloggers and Pies

I've been reading a lot of blogs lately, blogs of friends, blogs of publishers, blogs of other writers and while some of it was blog stuff, general newsy stuff, helpful stuff... and some of the stuff that friends blogged, I thought I should've already known via other more personal channels.

So now I'm feeling very last to knowish and a bit confused that important personal news can be published to the world on a blog but not mentioned otherwise... it's a weird blogging thing, isn't it? I'm not so up myself to think that I'm so important anyone would go out of their way to inform me personally and I'm sure the perpetrators of blogging personal news think maybe I already know via a grapevine of more regular contacts. But I think my grapevines have holes in them... and I think those holes are caused by blogs.

Perhaps it's because we're all too busy "I don't have time to chat but I'll just keep my blog up to date" and that's what I mean by a weird blogging thing. All the other bloggers know but the non-bloggers are way behind on the news. Either the whole world needs to blog to be on the 'in' or bloggers are going to have to figure out ways to keep non-bloggers informed. I'm a very inclusive person.

I'm a non-blogger with a blog. With three blogs actually, so I guess that makes me a non-non-blogger. I think Myspace is broken, it appears to be a private blog and I can't fix it, this blog also appears to be private... but maybe it isn't... it's all very difficult being a newbie non-non-blogger.

Oh, what about the pies? Well you know about the marketing push to get Aussie pies into the US (altho, what about the Georgie Pie chain?)? Well this is just a little You Tube Willy Wonka Parody to get them all enthused over there in the US.


Hotel MacDibble Inmates: 5
Project of the Week: Tiling fireplace behind stove
Reading this week: The C0ck Anthology, Australian Years Best SF & F 1, ASIM # 25

The Blog of Moogill, an Introduction

Hotel MacDibble Inmates: 5
Project of the Week: Tiling fireplace behind stove
Critiqued this week: Susan Boulton - Hand of Glory and Kim Rackham - My Arms, Your Legs
Reading this week: The C0ck Anthology, Black Juice by Margo Lanagan, ASIM # 14, and The Twits by Roald Dahl (from the cornflakes packet)

This blog exists as a backwash for the blog named The Beast of Moogill which is a more purposeful blog about writing. This is the blog for all the other bits, the flotsam and jetson. The blog that helps that blog stay on topic.

This week it would be a blog about the horrors of public hospital waiting rooms... but that was covered in the introduction in the other blog.

It's a blog to ask those whacky questions like:
did you ever look at someone's life and wonder how on earth it got that way without substance abuse or addiction?

I've been doing that far too often lately. How often is far too often? Twice last week. There's no doubt that substance abuse and addiction ruin lives but what about the people who've lived out most of their lives and got nothing or no one to show for it and no excuse? And... how far away are we to being just like them? It's frightening when you think about it.


On a lighter note I dare anyone to watch this You Tube and not smile:
Evolution of Dance