Just another quick note-
"Happy Birthday to a great workmate with the most impressive ginger beard I have ever seen, Happy 23rd Jonathan!"
Peace out- T!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Rest Peacefully Mr. Davis
Through surfing the net earlier I found out that a greatly loved member of the stargate family passed away on Sunday of a massive heart attack, Don S. Davis, who was 65.
I met this hugely proud and passionate man at last years Armageddon Expo in Wellington, to which he headed my collection of photos and autographs with as many people involved with Stargate I can get.
He spoke on stage passionately of his time with Stargate, his friends/workmates and family, his country, beliefs and of course his art. He also mentioned his health and his scares he had had. Sadly it was obviously ongoing.
The world will miss you "General Hammond" and that heavy accent of yours.
Thankyou for your "beautiful" comments to me and my brother apon meeting you. My parents loved theirs as well.
A true Stargate Original, will be dearly missed and never replaced.
I met this hugely proud and passionate man at last years Armageddon Expo in Wellington, to which he headed my collection of photos and autographs with as many people involved with Stargate I can get.
He spoke on stage passionately of his time with Stargate, his friends/workmates and family, his country, beliefs and of course his art. He also mentioned his health and his scares he had had. Sadly it was obviously ongoing.
The world will miss you "General Hammond" and that heavy accent of yours.
Thankyou for your "beautiful" comments to me and my brother apon meeting you. My parents loved theirs as well.
A true Stargate Original, will be dearly missed and never replaced.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Into the Wild the Hippie Lifestyle.
Life can get so busy some times. It is good to sit back and chill every once and a while.
Tonight I am chilling, at least I hope too, but sometimes the best times happen when they are unplanned. So who knows!
Watched a bloody good movie last night. Into the Wild, felt all inspired to pack up and sell all my shit and backpack my way around the south island. Think of it, living off the bare minimum, meeting new people every other day, seeing some totally awesome sights.
Wicked.
Of course in my imagination I would be with someone, because whats the point of seeing all these wonders if you can't share them?
The movie, as I was already told, was rather inspiration.
It takes a human being right back to their roots and the very basics of their instincts.
What an adventure that could be. I rely too much on technology these days, and the material things I hold so dear.
I admire those who live close lifestyles to that of a hippie. In this day and age, I am surprised more people aren't taking a page out of their book and living like that.
That's why I admire my sister so much in Dunedin.
She is bringing her children up the all natural way. Washing their cotton nappies, feeding them all natural veges from her own garden and teaching them the best values about family. (Making sure their auntie has a major part in their lives no matter how far away she lives!)
With effort, I know I could be like that, its just whether I truly want to give up some "life necessities."
Anyways, a few things to ponder, I'm off to get some dvds.
Peace Out- T xx
Tonight I am chilling, at least I hope too, but sometimes the best times happen when they are unplanned. So who knows!
Watched a bloody good movie last night. Into the Wild, felt all inspired to pack up and sell all my shit and backpack my way around the south island. Think of it, living off the bare minimum, meeting new people every other day, seeing some totally awesome sights.
Wicked.
Of course in my imagination I would be with someone, because whats the point of seeing all these wonders if you can't share them?
The movie, as I was already told, was rather inspiration.
It takes a human being right back to their roots and the very basics of their instincts.
What an adventure that could be. I rely too much on technology these days, and the material things I hold so dear.
I admire those who live close lifestyles to that of a hippie. In this day and age, I am surprised more people aren't taking a page out of their book and living like that.
That's why I admire my sister so much in Dunedin.
She is bringing her children up the all natural way. Washing their cotton nappies, feeding them all natural veges from her own garden and teaching them the best values about family. (Making sure their auntie has a major part in their lives no matter how far away she lives!)
With effort, I know I could be like that, its just whether I truly want to give up some "life necessities."
Anyways, a few things to ponder, I'm off to get some dvds.
Peace Out- T xx
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Today...
Well I am officially sick of moving.
Yes, had to move yet again... however, what made this one easier was not just the company, but the ute I freely borrrowed from Bunnings. Well, talk about easy.
I could have moved all my stuff in like three ute loads, and believe me, for one bedroom, I have alot of damn stuff.
Ah, what can you do.
Went to Porirua today for an Online Learning course and one thing I love is coming back in to the city on the motorway and coming around that final bend where the city makes its first reveal. Its a beautiful view on a clear sunny day like it was today.
Too bad about how cold it is huh!
Just got the fire going! My first fire in this new flat, yeehaa!
I wish it would damn well hurry up and heat up already, I'm friggin' freezin'.
Anyways, gotta fly and all, thought I would keep it simple.
And I am (hopefully) giving blood tomorrow, just doing what I can.
Peace Out- T xx
Yes, had to move yet again... however, what made this one easier was not just the company, but the ute I freely borrrowed from Bunnings. Well, talk about easy.
I could have moved all my stuff in like three ute loads, and believe me, for one bedroom, I have alot of damn stuff.
Ah, what can you do.
Went to Porirua today for an Online Learning course and one thing I love is coming back in to the city on the motorway and coming around that final bend where the city makes its first reveal. Its a beautiful view on a clear sunny day like it was today.
Too bad about how cold it is huh!
Just got the fire going! My first fire in this new flat, yeehaa!
I wish it would damn well hurry up and heat up already, I'm friggin' freezin'.
Anyways, gotta fly and all, thought I would keep it simple.
And I am (hopefully) giving blood tomorrow, just doing what I can.
Peace Out- T xx
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
The Music In My Head
Kicking back doing some bloody packing, by God do I hate the packing part of moving, roll on the unpacking and organising a new bedroom, now that part I do like.
Just organising some kitchen stuff, although the majority of it will need to be done on the day I leave... dishes and all that.
Anyways, while I am sitting here having a small (and I mean real little, very short, super tiny *sarcasm*) break, I am listening to some good music from the small and random collection of CD's I have, and am putting them together on a casette.
While this method is rather old and flushing me with memories of the good old START camp days, I am making these for a good friend of mine who is constantly asking me what type of music I listen to.
What better way to offer a sample of my eclectic taste in music.
Of course I am always open to others views on music but a lot of the older stuff I listen to is the stuff I grew up with, the stuff my parents loved to blast on the radio when we were kids.
Anyways, this is who I have dragged out, the old and the new:
Simple Plan
Opshop
Police
Eric Clapton
Fall Out Boy
Pink
Guns 'N' Roses
Hello Sailor
Scribe
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Eminem
Brooke Fraser
Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
etc etc
And thats to strictly name a few.
Anyways, best get back to whats important- music!!
Haha, I mean, back to packing huh.
Peace Out- T.
Just organising some kitchen stuff, although the majority of it will need to be done on the day I leave... dishes and all that.
Anyways, while I am sitting here having a small (and I mean real little, very short, super tiny *sarcasm*) break, I am listening to some good music from the small and random collection of CD's I have, and am putting them together on a casette.
While this method is rather old and flushing me with memories of the good old START camp days, I am making these for a good friend of mine who is constantly asking me what type of music I listen to.
What better way to offer a sample of my eclectic taste in music.
Of course I am always open to others views on music but a lot of the older stuff I listen to is the stuff I grew up with, the stuff my parents loved to blast on the radio when we were kids.
Anyways, this is who I have dragged out, the old and the new:
Simple Plan
Opshop
Police
Eric Clapton
Fall Out Boy
Pink
Guns 'N' Roses
Hello Sailor
Scribe
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Eminem
Brooke Fraser
Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
etc etc
And thats to strictly name a few.
Anyways, best get back to whats important- music!!
Haha, I mean, back to packing huh.
Peace Out- T.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Once
Well, I am getting ready to move, and boy can I so not wait (hold on a minute, does that even make sense?)
I have rung the necesary companies and changed my contact details, with only a few on the list. And I am starting to hold some untreated dunnage in a secret spot at work for some fire wood, yay, a fire place, how great it will be to have one of those again.
So I have bought this new CD, the soundtrack for the Irish movie; Once. The CD has all the songs from the movie sung by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova and right now I am so in love with two songs on there at the moment:
Falling Slowly, and,
Say It Too Me Now.
Great easy listening.
The movie, directed by John Carney, was pretty good considering it was made for 130,000 Euros. While the acting wasn't necesarily the best, the singing and songs were phenomenol, with Falling Slowly winning the 2008 academy award for best original song... has to say something there doesn't.
So my suggestion, if you like decent guitar lead music and a story of a random couple in a once in a lifetime moment meeting and making a hope driven CD, then I recommend you hit your local video store and hire this movie.
Happy watching/ listening.
Peace Out- T.
I have rung the necesary companies and changed my contact details, with only a few on the list. And I am starting to hold some untreated dunnage in a secret spot at work for some fire wood, yay, a fire place, how great it will be to have one of those again.
So I have bought this new CD, the soundtrack for the Irish movie; Once. The CD has all the songs from the movie sung by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova and right now I am so in love with two songs on there at the moment:
Falling Slowly, and,
Say It Too Me Now.
Great easy listening.
The movie, directed by John Carney, was pretty good considering it was made for 130,000 Euros. While the acting wasn't necesarily the best, the singing and songs were phenomenol, with Falling Slowly winning the 2008 academy award for best original song... has to say something there doesn't.
So my suggestion, if you like decent guitar lead music and a story of a random couple in a once in a lifetime moment meeting and making a hope driven CD, then I recommend you hit your local video store and hire this movie.
Happy watching/ listening.
Peace Out- T.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Teenage Years
So, here I am searching the net, as you do, and I find this old blog site of a poor disillusioned young teenage girl with the whole world against her.
Well, have I never seen more colourful language and interesting views of life from someone so young. And I thought I was bad.
The truth is, this is the sort of youth I would love to offer my help to. The sort of person who truly believes there is absolutely no where to go, no one to turn to.
BEEN THERE... and its bullshit dear stranger, there is ALWAYS an alternative, and there is ALWAYS help.
Teenage years really quite frankly SUCK with a capital S.U.C.K!
What I remember most intensely about them is the constant feeling of loneliness, self pity, depression, anxiety and the underlying fear that something big was going to happen by my 18th birthday and that I wasn't going to make that day.
Now I am 22 years and 11 months. And the further away I am from those years, the more and more rediculous all those seem, and the more and more happier I become.
Of course, I do partially owe my happiness to moving to Wellington, doing what I want to do and the beginning of truly finding myself... but its early days.
Maybe its my subconscious desire to help people over-running my conscious being because it has been so long since I have volunteered my time to something good.
I guess there is always time for that, for now, I think, the spare time I do have I need to spend on my own self healing process because it has stalled for to long.
Moving next Sunday, can't bloody wait...
Peace out, T.
Well, have I never seen more colourful language and interesting views of life from someone so young. And I thought I was bad.
The truth is, this is the sort of youth I would love to offer my help to. The sort of person who truly believes there is absolutely no where to go, no one to turn to.
BEEN THERE... and its bullshit dear stranger, there is ALWAYS an alternative, and there is ALWAYS help.
Teenage years really quite frankly SUCK with a capital S.U.C.K!
What I remember most intensely about them is the constant feeling of loneliness, self pity, depression, anxiety and the underlying fear that something big was going to happen by my 18th birthday and that I wasn't going to make that day.
Now I am 22 years and 11 months. And the further away I am from those years, the more and more rediculous all those seem, and the more and more happier I become.
Of course, I do partially owe my happiness to moving to Wellington, doing what I want to do and the beginning of truly finding myself... but its early days.
Maybe its my subconscious desire to help people over-running my conscious being because it has been so long since I have volunteered my time to something good.
I guess there is always time for that, for now, I think, the spare time I do have I need to spend on my own self healing process because it has stalled for to long.
Moving next Sunday, can't bloody wait...
Peace out, T.
Monday, June 2, 2008
To Open A Blog...
Oh well where the hell to begin, oh shit I shouldn't say hell, oh shit I shouldn't say shit... Ah hell it's my blog so I can do and say whatever I want.
Welcome, if you are reading this then by God I feel sorry for you, seriously, go get a job, or a hobbie, or a life...or, or- something!
So, as Michael Shanks put it, and I greatfully stole, come take a walk with me down amnesia lane and enjoy my fruitless escapades on the endlessly unfulfilling journey that is my life.
Okay, so Shanks only mentioned the lane part, but hey, some of my blog at least has to be original!
So I am relatively new to the grand city of Wellington.
Nearly three months here and what can I say, I'm a lover not a hater and I love this damn city. However, it is common knowledge that a relationship is given two years, if the trials and tribulations are successfully over come after this time period, then it is safe to say that the relationship will last... at least a few more years...
So, while I am still in my honeymoon period of loving this fair city, I have a few points to make.
Point Number One: All the young people, and by young I basically mean my age, either have no licence and/or no car! Thats all very well and good if you are happy to walk or rely on public transport, and hey its cheaper by far I do not doubt that. But surely at some stage you have to get to a point where you think, shit I wish I had a car so I could drive to Taranaki this afternoon for a damn fine Anderson's Pie. Or, damn I wish I had my licence so I could legally drive that dream car I so desperately want.
Point Number Two: DEAR GOD THERE ARE SOME ATTRACTIVE GUYS IN THIS CITY! Okay, so while I was living in a small town with guys I grew up with and knew every little deep dark secret of them all (as is small town mentality) and have had my eyes sharply opened, I still am seriously astounded at the share amount of eye-candy there truly is.
Point Number Three: Someone please inform me on who nicknamed this rather calm city the Windy City? But as I said, I have only been here three months and am yet to be proven wrong.
So there it is, the opening blog, not much I know but just some small pointers I wanted to get off my chest and spill them to the fans I can only ever imagine I will one day have- tribute to the obsessive Sci Fi fans- you guys rock!!
Peace out- T
Welcome, if you are reading this then by God I feel sorry for you, seriously, go get a job, or a hobbie, or a life...or, or- something!
So, as Michael Shanks put it, and I greatfully stole, come take a walk with me down amnesia lane and enjoy my fruitless escapades on the endlessly unfulfilling journey that is my life.
Okay, so Shanks only mentioned the lane part, but hey, some of my blog at least has to be original!
So I am relatively new to the grand city of Wellington.
Nearly three months here and what can I say, I'm a lover not a hater and I love this damn city. However, it is common knowledge that a relationship is given two years, if the trials and tribulations are successfully over come after this time period, then it is safe to say that the relationship will last... at least a few more years...
So, while I am still in my honeymoon period of loving this fair city, I have a few points to make.
Point Number One: All the young people, and by young I basically mean my age, either have no licence and/or no car! Thats all very well and good if you are happy to walk or rely on public transport, and hey its cheaper by far I do not doubt that. But surely at some stage you have to get to a point where you think, shit I wish I had a car so I could drive to Taranaki this afternoon for a damn fine Anderson's Pie. Or, damn I wish I had my licence so I could legally drive that dream car I so desperately want.
Point Number Two: DEAR GOD THERE ARE SOME ATTRACTIVE GUYS IN THIS CITY! Okay, so while I was living in a small town with guys I grew up with and knew every little deep dark secret of them all (as is small town mentality) and have had my eyes sharply opened, I still am seriously astounded at the share amount of eye-candy there truly is.
Point Number Three: Someone please inform me on who nicknamed this rather calm city the Windy City? But as I said, I have only been here three months and am yet to be proven wrong.
So there it is, the opening blog, not much I know but just some small pointers I wanted to get off my chest and spill them to the fans I can only ever imagine I will one day have- tribute to the obsessive Sci Fi fans- you guys rock!!
Peace out- T
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