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!
New Zealand Affordable Art ShowJuly 9th, 2009, 8 Comments
I have three photographs in the New Zealand Affordable Art Show at the end of this month.
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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Housesitting in the suburbsJuly 5th, 2009, No Comments
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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Updating my RSS feedJune 13th, 2009, No Comments
Hi. Somehow my RSS feed was acquired by Google. The address has changed, so if you subscribe to this blog you might want to update your RSS reader.
They told me you wouldn’t need to do this. But I don’t believe them!
This is the correct RSS feed: http://feeds2.feedburner.com/JefWeg
Stink!
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Sheepishly docking & coveringJune 6th, 2009, No Comments
The setting: At a party.
“And that’s when I learnt about castrating and docking sheep1,” I said. “The poor little guys. It looks painful.”
“I know the feeling. You know between the two of us there’s a total of three testicles,” he said.
“…”
“Are you suggesting that I only have one testicle?”
“No, I’m assuming you’re a healthy male,” he said.
“What happened? Did you leave a sharpened pencil in your pocket?”
“No, I had cancer.”
“…”
“Well at least you can sympathize with being castrated, I guess.”
“True. It’s painful. Maybe next time I’ll say I left a sharpened pencil in my pocket. That’s funnier.”
1. To dock a sheep is to cut off its tail.
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