Mark O’Meara: the blog

Waiting to see Serenity we were bombarded with trailers for films which all seemed to involve hell being unleashed quite literally. I think they were The Exorcism of Emily Rose, Doom and some other good versus evil every damn things blows up type flick. And I will be seeing none of them.

The first one just looked so creepy that I would probably never sleep again even if I watched the Wiggles non-stop for a month. And the other two looked like I would have some kind of seizure just watching them.

I know they only have so many films trailers to choose frrom but I do wonder by which logic they match them to features.

Lesson for the day - perhaps my tastes are a lot dumber than I realise.

Wow.

As the day wore on yesterday it became clear to me that I was not so much out of sorts (which is little fun) but actually coming down with something (even less fun). I don’t have a fever but I do have something that makes me feel very much the same except for the actual high temperature.

I kept waking up during the night convinced that I was all wet with sweat but in actual fact I was all dry which was both a relief and a bit annoying. Even more annoyingly it seems that Nicky is coming down with the same thing although she has a headache as well as the tightness in her shoulders.

The good news is that Finn has childcare today so she can take it easy at home and I can toddle of to see Serenity. I would need to be a lot sicker than this to not see it.

Lesson for the day - mixed is better than all bad.

Today is the day Serenity is in cinemas and it’s all pretty exciting. Nicky and I are planning to see it Monday night and I just might go and see it tomorrow instead of working on one of these four assignments.

Obviously I should just work on the assignments but they just can’t stack up against I film I am waiting for. I do worry though that, like sex, it can’t possibly be a good as you build it up to be in all the anticipation.

Or perhaps it can be that good, I forget. There seem to be all sorts of things I don’t remember at all well such as great pain, terrific fun and BSB numbers.

Lesson for the day - there is fun to be had in a darkened room.

This is an idea for an image I am working on for one of my assignments. I am looking for something to represent crusaders and I think all I have found is something that represents to chronically unable to draw.

Lesson for the day - you can’t always choose the thousand words you picture tells.

I am all tight and sore across by shoulders today and I have to say I have had more fun in my life than this.

Last night when Emmylou was all mental she was swinging around one of her toys like crazy and it kept hitting us both in the feet. So I figure either all of this is due to her whacking some pressure points in my feet or from the spasms I went into when she hit me especially hard.

Nicky suggested perhaps a walk would help so Foozley and I spend most of an hour walking by the creek (well him sitting and me walking and pushing) and it helped a little. I think perhaps another nap when Finn has his might help also.

Lesson for the day - sometimes tense is just a physical state.

The night before last I had relocated to the spare bed to doze and listen to a small fellow chat to himself and this went well for a few hours. But then I was woken by the sound of sobbing and screaming so I picked him up and moved him into he spare room with me and the other side of the spare bed.

Traditionally this has been a signal for a party but this time he just put his head down and went to sleep. A couple of times he rolled over and looked at me and I was sure it would all go pear shaped but it didn’t. He just slept quite quietly there next to me for three or four hours and it was all very peaceful and pleasant.

Lesson for the day - a pup can learn new tricks.

Perhaps it was the blustery weather today that made me feel like I might be taking leave of my senses, even after a nice nap. Certainly it is the storms that are making EmmyLou into a giant nut these evening. She has been given a couple of herbal type tranquilisers which don’t seem to have kicked in yet.

However the big dog in the sky is barking and the black and tan dog in the house is mental. Hopefully one or both of them will blow themselves out before we head for bed in a couple of hours.

Lesson for the day - you can only be so disconnected from the weather when you have a mental dog.

I was originally planning Chilli Con Carne tonight but due to a profound case on the don’t-want-tos I didn’t get it started in time. So my fallback position was tomato rissotto which is pretty easy and quick to prepare.

But then it turned out I was too lazy for that so we had pancakes instead which are almost as easy as toast.

Lesson for the day - at least we didn’t have toast for dinner.

I went off get our tax done today and we will get some money back which is always nice. I was tempted to blow some of it on an iPod nano but since I listen mostly in the car I think it is safer for me stick with the Shuffle. Not to mention I would spend more time choosing music than listening to music.

But what I did treat myself to was an Wacom artpad which I delude myself I am going to use for my art assignment. Actually I delude myself will be just generally a bit of fun for both myself and Foozley who, as we well know, loves to draw.

Now the tablet was relatively inexpensive and certainly quite swish. The only problem is that I am much less artistic than I imagine I am. The painting application is pretty limited since it is only what came bundled with the tablet but the real limitation is my ability. Of the things I have drawn so far I think the one I am least displeased with is this picture of Indiana.

Just generally I am feeling a but crappy today so thinking of an adoring brown dogs helps.

Lesson for the day - it is not surprising that I suck at drawing but part of me wishes for a surprise.