This is one of those life-lesson factlets you expect to pick up along the way, but this continues to allude me: how the hell are you supposed to wash a strainer?
You dip it in the water… all the crap stuck to it is hard to get out between the mesh. And it’s too hard to scrape off anyway. Aaaargh. AAARGH. Listening to Meshuggah while I’m trying to wash up doesn’t get me any calmer, either. It’s only now that I’m truly missing having a dishwasher.
Apparently, John Howard is expected to hint at what he’s got planned for himself, employment-wise, in his Australia Day address. Let’s face it, any prime minister is going to cause protests here and there, but I’ve noticed that different pollies attract fairly different flavours of protestors. Drastically differing in hotness, which of course, is the important factor here.
On the one hand, you’ve got Alexander Downer foppishly flailing about in response to the growing evidence that the government indirectly was financially contributing to Saddam Hussein’s regime. That tends to draw out only the scummy, malnourished university student type.
Then you’ve got people like Donald Rumsfeld flitting into Adelaide, and magnetising the HOTTEST COLLECTION OF MUSCLE PUNK DUDES I’ve seen in one place in a long time. More of that! I need to get amongst the angry muscly punks, and help to… I dunno, soothe their anger in whatever way possible.
The demolition of our front yard is now complete, and I’m currently apreciating the boutique odour of fine concrete dust spreading throughout the house. Here’s a quick snap of our courtyard right when we moved in – there’s a couple of trees obscured in the shot, and also slate tiles:

And here, a shot of war-torn Bosnia. I mean post-demolition courtyard.

Note the favour they’ve done us by ripping out the fences – we’ve now got one gigantic courtyard to share with everyone else, with the added bonus of being able to spy into each others loungerooms. This is all going to continue for another month, hooray!
In the meantime, I’ve managed to get my Last.FM account working, so if you’re on there too, gizzus a hoy.