Overpass

They sent us off the freeway at Lara, with signs, traffic cones and a lone officer waving cars down. Three lanes of traffic slowed, merged and took the off-ramp. We crossed the overpass and turned back onto the main road; a diversion of maybe 400 metres. It was a beautiful morning yesterday; at 7.30 am the You Yangs and Port Phillip Bay were sharp and clear in the early sunlight; the north wind hadn’t yet set in. It was a great day to be alive, driving down to the ocean for a surf. A morning full of possibility. As I drove up the off-ramp, there was hardly time to see the mass of emergency vehicles parked along the verges of the freeway, and the shroud of orange safety fence around a patch of the dividing median. Somewhere in there, though, were five lost lives. Half an hour earlier, I’d flicked on the radio news and heard the tail end of a report – a man fighting for his life, the Princes Freeway closed. Only on the recap did I catch the “five dead”. A moment later, a silver ute passed me, doing maybe 120 in a 100 zone – I have his number if anyone’s interested – and disappeared into the traffic, weaving, tailgating and braking as those maniacs do. I considered turning around – surely the holdup would be awful – but drove on. I’d come this far. When the flashing lights came into sight, I dutifully merged left, cringing a bit as I passed the group of investigators surrounding the scene. Somewhere out there, past the open plains of the Werribee grasslands, in ordinary suburban streets, families were receiving phone calls; officers were standing on doorsteps delivering the news. I didn’t know who the victims were: age, gender, relationships. Just five people, dead. The radio announcer said a car had been on the wrong side of the divided road and I wondered how you even do that. Friday night was hot; there must have been a lot of cars on the road, even at 1a.m. when the smash had happened. Tex Perkins was on the CD player, singing about the regrets of the morning after: “And now you realise: there’s no getting away with it.” In the end, the holdup wasn’t too bad; a matter of minutes. It would be easy to pass by and not notice much at all. I got to the beach; I surfed; no problem. Seven hours later, at 12.30 pm, the overpass was empty. Traffic flowed smoothly in both directions, including the occasional speeder, and every cop car, sign and piece of tape was gone. Apart from a sole news photographer standing idle beside his car in the shadow of the overpass, a long-lens camera in his hands, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

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Hello and welcome to eBay Live Help. My name is Andy. May I start by confirming your name and User ID is: ratava1966?
12:16:57 PM
ratava1966
yes hi
12:17:09 PM
Andy Horgan
May I also have your first name please so that I can address you properly?
12:17:13 PM
ratava1966
hi, I just can't see where I set the starting price. it's Jenny
12:18:17 PM
Andy Horgan
Nice to have you today Jenny. I understand that you would like to check where you can set the starting price on your 'Sell Your Item' form, am I right?
12:18:53 PM
ratava1966
yes please. I did list on international and that hard a starting and buy it now price. but I can't see where to do it on ebay.com.au
12:20:19 PM
Andy Horgan
Thanks for confirming this and please do not worry as I will be providing the necessary information you require.
12:20:24 PM
Andy Horgan
Before I assist you with this, may I know if you have other eBay concerns that I may look into as well?
12:21:01 PM
ratava1966
hi, no, I just need the info. I get the feeling you're using pre-made responses!
12:21:57 PM
Andy Horgan
I assure you Jenny I am a live Person and I can point you to the right direction where you can set your starting price.
12:22:22 PM
ratava1966
thanks Andy so it should be simple then: where do I set it?
12:22:32 PM
Andy Horgan
Are you on your 'Sell Your Item' form?
12:22:35 PM
ratava1966
yes
12:22:57 PM
ratava1966
I've created the whole listing, I just don't have the starting price option.
12:23:07 PM
Andy Horgan
On the 'Choose how you'd like to sell your item' section, you will need to click on the 'Online Auction' tab.
12:23:50 PM
ratava1966
yes, I have done that. this is what I get (below) there is no box for starting price:
12:24:09 PM
Andy Horgan
Yes that is correct.
12:24:29 PM
ratava1966
so where do I set it if there's no box? the international site had a spot for the starting price.
12:25:28 PM
Andy Horgan
Okay, I'll need to access your account to double check if we're in the same page.
12:25:48 PM
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While I am pulling up your account, could you please verify your full name, complete address, contact number and registered email address?
12:26:18 PM
ratava1966
this is all I'm seeing. I'm not going to put in my full details again. I have already done that with my email and login.
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12:26:47 PM
ratava1966
look, this is too hard. I am going to go sell it on Gumtree. thanks anyway.




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I'm over here at the moment. blogging about my new book and Melbourne in general...

six months! that is a long time between posts.

here is the reason I've been so quiet. actually, that's not the reason, it's a blog about the reason. but you get the idea.

since I started this blog ten years ago, it's got harder to get attention in the blogosphere...I remember when there were few enough blogs that it was easy to start a small like-minded community, get to know each other and meet up in Vegas to drink.

I am not abandoning Bloggety Blog by any means. this is just to point anyone who's interested over there....

Comedy traffic schools for road offenders: this is only the abstract, but it proves my point: Ameicans need everything sugar coated.

I seem to have transferred my occasional bloggy impulses onto Facebook. which is a pity because my life is so interesting right now. not.
it's all insane levels of exercise, trying to get the book finished and the occasional jailbreak to the beach for a quick surf.

in America, you can't get more than 145 miles from a Big Mac.

it's been raining upstream. Really raining. The Yarra is, for a change, swollen and powerful-looking. Along the stretch I ride beside in Kew, the water now swirls around the branches that once leaned over the surface, reaching down. I suppose the banks, long dry, are being undercut and some trees will fall. The river is broader and faster-moving. And because of the soil washing down from upstream and from the banks, it's browner. Usually it's a kind of faded khaki, but now it's a deep, rich brown. I wonder if we could change its label from "the river that flows upside down" to "the river of chocolate." That should drag the tourists in...

the first in what may be a series of unfunny pieces rejected by the New Yorker's Shouts and Murmurs column:

''Quality journalism is not cheap…The digital revolution has opened many new and inexpensive distribution channels, but it has not made content free. We intend to charge for all our news web sites”
- Rupert Murdoch




Dear Mr Rupert Murdoch,
I wish to offer my views on the August 25, 2010 edition of your e-newspaper, which, as I am your paying customer, you will no doubt be interested to hear.
As you yourself have pointed out, quality journalism is not cheap. Having calculated my $25 annual subscription as costing upward of 6.84 cents a day, I would expect a better service from you than I can obtain elsewhere for free.
Therefore, some points:
First: there is far too much violence in your electronic publication. I am not paying to read endless descriptions of beheadings, ritual canings, invasions of small nations by slightly less small nations, general exploding of ordinance, etc. I find these reports somewhat distressing, and I would expect your service to reduce their occurrence to a more manageable frequency, say one a fortnight. That should be sufficient.
Second: not enough goldfish. I could find only one brief report today concerning the Sixteenth National Championship of Goldfish Scooping in Japan. As a confirmed goldfish fancier, and, again, your paying customer, I would expect at least a feature article on the winner along with profiles of leading competitors, their tactics for scooping up fish, their training regimes, breeds of fish used and so on, in addition to the somewhat cursory video you have provided. I can recommend a well-qualified Japanese-speaking piscatory reporter if you are in need of a stringer. You have a whole year until next August, which you could devote to setting up a proper Japanese Goldfish Bureau to cover the Seventeenth National Championship of Goldfish Scooping, and it is my view that this is the kind of innovation which will have subscribers flocking to your service. What, after all, is the Internet for if not top-notch journalism on events of compelling global interest such as this?
Third: Sex. As I’m sure a businessman of your stature will understand, you are operating in a very competitive market when you venture on the Internet, and I’m sorry to have to inform you that I could get better, and dare I say more personalised, content from a camgirl in India than is currently being provided by your web sites, and far cheaper too. If you value my business, you will attend to this aspect of your service without delay. I understand that you are coming from behind on this part of your online offering, but surely the owner of the London Sun can find some pretty girls somewhere? Again, if you need help, I can direct you to a number of sites operating in this area which I believe are highly profitable, some of which are even legal in some states of America. As you so perspicaciously point out, good content does not have to be free; people are willing to pay for the quality stuff.
Fourth: Where, I would like to know, is the curling? You call that sports coverage?
Fifth: International politics. Please, no. I invite you to go online and look around. Do you see anyone blogging about the proceedings of the Economic and Financial Committee (EFC) Sub-Committee on EU Government Bills and Bonds Markets, let alone tweeting on the topic of the stormy love life of its chairman, Jens Thomsen, Deputy Governor of the Danish Central Bank? Thought not. Replace this segment with some Brangelina gossip and trust me, no one will miss the politics.
After all, Mr Murdoch, the customer (that’s me…unless someone else has signed up to your e-newspaper since last week) is always right. Right?

and Sedaris went to lunch at Lake House...

I can't believe this is only the SECOND googld result for "eu subcommittee boring".

surely it should be #1?

dog cloning:

"I think 99 percent of the time people should get their pets from shelters," he told AFP.

"But can we agree though that one percent of the time if you have a one in a million dog and you have the money to pay for it, you should be able to go to either a breeder or a clone."

....this man can clone a large mammal, but seems to lose out a bit on the maths front....

sorry, did I miss something? it's June 4, 2009 and the Chinese Government is complaining about how Chinese students are treated in Australia?

surely today is Chinese-authorities-should-jut-shut-up-day?

just to demonstrate that pathetic fandom still exists after 40...I have to blog this...Tim Minchin called me a genius!
yes, he may have meant it in a slightly sarcastic way...but all the same...

I bought tickets to his Comedy Festival shows way back in November last year. this was so early that I scored front row, centre, seats. Then disaster struck: we tried about six babysitters and couldn't find ANYONE to sit with our kid for a lousy 3 hours. I then tried about six friends: no one was free to come with me. I then stood outside the Forum trying to GIVE the ticket away, but there were not people who were there alone, or none who would admit to it.

so I went in and sat down with an empty seat beside me.

sure enough, after Tim bounced onstage and did the opening number, he looked down.

"Where's that person?" he demanded. The girl on the other side of the empty seat shifted uncomfortably. I thought of a couple of things to say but they were very lame things, so kept my mouth shut.

"That is the ONE SEAT that should have someone in it," he said. it was in fact the very middle of the row, right in front of the mike.

so I shifted. I moved across from my seat into my husband's empty seat, thus filling the ONE SEAT and leaving mine empty.

hence the comment: "you're something of a genius aren't you" and on with the show.

omg he noticed me! etc. it was almost worth the $28 I blew on the ticket, plus the embarrassment, to be called a genius by Tim.

maproom blog

maproom blog

brochure for mapping confernce I've just missed...not that I would have gone I guess, but interesting mob

am I the only one thinking that thermal imaging of whale trails might be a little too useful to the Japanese whalers if they get hold of the technology?

poetry lost and found...

birdman eating uses pages from old books to put under the iron pans it serves its eggs in...I thought the poem Andrew had a few weeks back was lovely, in an oldfashioned melancholy way, but the grease got to it and now the actual words have gone from my mind.

more permanent, however, is this old sanskrit poem that I saw tattooed in longhand script on the nape of a young man's neck yesterday:


"Look well to this day
For it is life
The very best of life.
In its brief course lie all
The realities and truths of existence,
The joy of growth, the splendour of action,
The glory of power.
For yesterday is but a memory.
And tomorrow is only a vision.
But today well lived
Makes every yesterday a memory of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore to this day.