Last week a little black box arrived at work inside was a chunk of carbon – yep, a rock.  ACTION 53: Calculate your carbon footprint.

It’s clever idea. I liked it so much that I chased the website. We Are What We Do.

Fathers day last year (or perhaps it was his birthday?) I got my Dad, “Change the World for 10 Bucks”. These are the same people.

Interesting website, quite innovative. Check it out.

Culture Work

My usual 8:30am status of sitting online (for a class) was disrupted this morning by an excursion to Heide Museum of Modern Art. Kellie met me at Box Hill nice and early, and we got on the right bus.

Had you been driving around the Manningham area this morning you would have seen two rather purposefully walking but confused girls.  We managed to get off the bus WAY too early and spent a while on the phone trying to work out where we were. The next bus was excessively late. We made the 10:00am timeslot 45 minutes late. Missed half of the tour and still got the thumbs up from our tutors. Stressful – a little.

It was a really good experience to share. Nothing like getting to know someone better when you’ve got nothing else to do but talk and speculate on the location of some hideous-to-find specialist art shed. (Oh should I take that back?).

It was quite an interesting exhibition although I do not think that modern art at it’s purest will ever be totally and completely in my heart – some yes, the rest I am happy to leave in every other beach house that hasn’t quite been renovated.


Dear Readers,

While I blog from the comfort of my future lounge room (how cool is that!) slightly less frequently than I’d like, wander yourselves over and check out Amateur Theology.

While you’re wandering, add Amateur Theology to your feed-reader. If you don’t know what a feed reader is, wander yourself over to and type in Google Reader and follow the prompts to get yourself a log in – you don’t have to know how it works unless your brain is addled like mine was when I was younger. Now I know I don’t and can’t know everything and have adopted a sense of laziness past a certain hour. While you’re there, sign yourself up to Gmail if you are still using Hotmail, because we all know it is about three hundred zquillion times better, then return to Amateur Theology (or here if you can’t remember what the link is), then go to Amateur Theology.

Subscribe yourself to the feed. Think about submitting something to the administrator for it to be published if you are so inclined (and for you to get a nice happy easy link to something that will one day be HUGER than here… maybe – we can only hope – thus making you famous). If you don’t think you are of the whallop* then think about the post/s there and reply with a well thought out comment.

After this, spread the word via your own amazing (I’m sure) blogs, email and every other viral marketing splug you can conjure. That saying, I’m hoping A-T will be a firm constant in quality and quality discussion over quantity and piddly, ‘hmm that is interesting’ comments – of which I am ashamed to admit, have made at some point in time.

I’d say Amateur Theology is ‘what you make it’ – but that would be stealing a slug (not splug) from Gush and we can’t have that happen.

Now those of you who are intelligent folk (teehee, I used the word folk – now I must go and punish myself or at the least, *cringe*) might recognise that I may have a slight bias in plugging (not splugging or slugging) my fiance’s endeavour – but you can hardly blame me, when the idea is so good and the guy’s pretty hot (read that the other way around!).

STOP. Don’t leave just yet! Oh hang on, here’s me actually telling you that you should leave, just go out via here.

Love, me.

*word to use because I can’t think of one
**I haven’t bothered linking to Google, because I figure it’ll find me anyway and you know how to get there and probably have a link in your toolbar, search, bookmarks, desktop, mind…
***Do come back some time. Please.

Blogging Christianity Humor

Hello all, my Internet has gone bung (again). Which means that I haven’t told about my car being broken in to (nothing taken), my workplace ‘renamed’ (and I get to re-brand!) and nice dinners to celebrate at the Argo – otherwise, nothing too much exciting has been happening. Plenty I want to do online of course, and Google Reader entries are piling up horrifyingly. It seems I shall do even less living at my own house and have to trek elsewhere for my digital ‘needs’. I’m not too impressed.