A few things I should mention from the past two months.
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You should buy swag from the Webstock shop. They’re comfy and hip. And who’s modeling the men’s shirts?
- I sold work at the New Zealand Affordable Arts show in Wellington. There were 563 artists in the show and together we made $992,000
- I attended Mark and Jill’s wedding in Ireland last month. The wedding was beautiful and I am so happy they invited me
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Dan visited me for two weeks this month. We flew to Christchurch, hired1 a van, and drove around the South Island. Highlights include hot springs, glaciers, fjords, beaches and sheep
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Amber and I pierced our ears
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It was great seeing Dan. We met at 15. He drove me to school in the morning. His car was a broken station wagon covered in bumper stickers, bonnet to boot.2 What I remember from English class is learning the word “dilatory” and thinking “that’s Dan.” Back then, he was always late.
Especially in the mornings, we usually left late for school. It made me nervous, you know, as we studied in a Catholic high school and God burns kids who are late to class. So on the drive I was usually uneasy.
Then he would stop for a bacon-filled bagel.3 Torture. When we parked I would run to class and he would saunter. He charmed the teachers with piety and respect, so they all adored him, like he was a joy to have in class.
My relationship with the faculty was strictly master/servant. Once my math teacher, Mr. Glennon, rummaged through my bag and took out my gym shoes. He opened the window and chucked them outside during an exam. The class stared. I think he was trying to break the tension. He looked me in the eyes, raised his arm and pointed at the window. He said, “Get your shoes.” The class snickered.
I dove through the window headfirst.
Master, servant.
1. rented
2. hood to trunk
3. I know I’m skinny, but his appetite is impressive. On our trip he ate all the time
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Categories:catholic-ism, guilt, jeffrey-ism, kiwi-ism, life, memory
The setting: A local supermarket.
“Do you want a separate bag for the washing powder?”
“No thanks.”
“What about a separate bag for your meat?”
“No that’s okay.”
She takes the wine bottle, scans it and puts it in a paper bag.
“Am I going to be charged for that?”
“What, the wine bag?”
“Yes.”
“It depends if it’s in a separate bag. Do you want it in a separate bag?”
“No thank you.”
She scan the milk. She looks at the bag of groceries. She looks at me.
“No. One bag. Please just one bag.”
“I don’t think it’s going to fit?”
“Oh it will fit. Make it fit. Pile it on top.”
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Some local grocery stores have started charging for plastic bags. What a guy does to save a nickel!
If they were brown paper bags like in America I wouldn’t mind.
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Categories:jeffrey-ism, kiwi-ism, life, rants
Last weekend was the first weekend I went skiing at Turoa. Here’s the mountain from our house in Ohakune.

The road to the ski field was icy. Instead of salting the roads, cars driving up the mountain equip their tires with chains. It was a novelty!
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Categories:kiwi-ism, life
I have three photographs in the New Zealand Affordable Art Show at the end of this month.
Milford Sound waterfall

Vicky

Jill and Niamh

Each print is 50 centimeters square, framed and signed.
I wasn’t sure how to price them so I leaned more towards affordable. I’ve always wanted to exhibit my photographs so this opportunity is exciting. You can see more of my work on Flickr.
Wish me luck!
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Categories:catcher, jeffrey-ism, kiwi-ism, life, memory
I’m housesitting in the suburbs of Wellington. I have to feed a cat each morning at 7:00 AM.

She’s 18 years old, irritable and set in her ways. She has a routine and I must follow it, or she roams the hallway crying like a banshee. It’s pretty cute.
The tips of her ears were cut off because of skin cancer. She doesn’t shed hair, she molts. And sometimes she smells like urine.
I’ve been tweeting about my days with the cat for the last three weeks.
As her days are limited I try to make her happy. I hope she lasts until this Thursday, which is my last day housesitting.
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Categories:jeffrey-ism, kiwi-ism, life, memory