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Personal Things to do in Tasmania

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Hi all.

I’m in Tasmania again, on one of my regular visits.  That means lots of time to tinker online, even if it is via dialup.

I’m trying to teach myself about RSS feeds.  It occurs to me I could use one (I think) to feed posts here over to my old Livejournal, which is now collecting whatever the online equivalent of dust is.  I’m discovering though that it’s hard to teach yourself when you know absolutely nothing to start with.

I went to a hippy Christian yokel wedding yesterday.  The happy couple got married in a paddock full of dung, after being reminded of the purposes for which God created marriage, to whit “The bringing fourth of children into a well-ordered society”.  Then the reception at a nearby church hall turned into a good old-fashioned hoe-down.  I wish I was making this up. . .

Worse still, the whole thing was overrun with two or three dozen shrieking demonic homonculi who’s parents were in most cases my age or younger.  And I had to deal with the indulgent and slightly amused pity of young Christians who won’t believe that I’m happy or complete until I find Jesus and a wife, all in the same week.  Ok, possibly I’m just imagining it.  Possibly.

It must be said the catering was first class.

Oh well, here’s to Benny and Rachel, and to all the different ways that people can find happiness.

The annoying part is that I’m not necessarily happy or complete.  But that is incidental.  Hmm . . . .

On something of a tangent, I’m disturbed to report that the online etymological dictionary
doesn’t have a reference for ‘homonculus’.  It’s one of my favorite words too.

I’m missing the studio.

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