Reading Hobsbawm

Naarm - Melbourne

Here’s Patsy working from her cardboard home

“Go away day; tonight I shall run and run, and make cacophonies with the cork I months ago batted into my cardboard house near Stella’s desk and now play with most nights around 2.20am.”

Patsy sleeping furiously #cat

This is me. (Belated introduction)

Professionally
- Actor (mostly theatre),
- Writer
- Director (theatre)
- Musician (pianist/composer/ producer)

Otherly (all related though)
- humanist
- socialist
- critical thinker
- bizarrely optimistic
- reads essays aloud with others

- don’t dissemble

Very happy that Patsy seems to enjoy living with us.
She has a dry sense of humour

#patsy

Patsy let’s no particle go by the window unnoticed unless she’s eating or asleep

What’s happening here, Tony?

2nd edition… it may not be the mechanical best, but imagination can run rampant; especially in Ravenloft… all analogue, all the time. Constantly flipping through different books and putting on silly voices. To quote some video, “What’s better than this?! Guys being dudes!”

I had to look this up; in the adaptations I’ve encountered, not having read the original, I was of the impression that everything was fine and there was an upbeat, saccharine singalong at the end of it and Bill Murray’s character was no longer racist or drinking Tab, but there you go:

Some impressions of my way to the airport.

For my first post, this is a picture of my friend’s brick wall; I will make better offerings in the future but I’ve just got to pack a bag right now and stop messing about online.