4 Jan 2001 »
Just got back from a midnight drive to the Great Ocean Road and back, mostly to charge my mobile phone, partially to see my friend Margaret for the last time and partially as a method of politely disentangling myself from a set of friends I had been with all day*.
It was exhilerating to see all the lightening strike the earth in a huge panorama through the car windows and sunroof, great big rolling strikes everywhere followed almost immediately by crashing thunder. It was dark and light at the same time. Fun.
I’ve had a great few days, seeing most of my Melbourne based friends and plenty of films. It’s my last day today before driving back to Sydney on Saturday.
Most disturbing film: Dancer in the dark. Extraordinary.
Most entertaining film: Meet the parents. Which isn’t saying much. Where’s the fine art of fart jokes gone? The single pathetic dream sequence in the Klumps doesn’t count.
Film I enjoyed the most: O Brother, Where art thou? I thought George Clooney to be a lightweight doctor-wannabe. This film changed my mind, and not just because he was in a Coen brothers film.
hackery of a different kind
In a few hours, I’m off to the doc to see if any of my moles (the dark things, sorta like big freckles) need hacking out of my body. The downside of being Australian with fair skin.
* I am on a tight schedule. I’m not getting rid of them, I just have many friends who don’t see me often, and I needed to see Margaret as she doesn’t see me all that often.