28 March 2007

A Good Week

I dunno... what's it been? Ten days since my last blog entry? I'm starting to become a serial blogger, I think I may be developing a problem. Nonetheless here are some things that have made the last few days good for me. Were they good for you?

I went to Adam Hills' stand-up show 'Joymonger' at the Thebarton Theatre on Friday night. He was really funny, but the more impressive thing was how genuine he was. Just being himself, telling stories about things that annoy him and things that make him laugh. He had a really positive message and angle, which was refreshing after seeing a lot of performers stand up and be negative about themselves or others. That was really cool.

Australia mopped the floor with South Africa. Obviously I'm talking about the cricket world cup, as opposed to some sort of monumental tectonic upheaval resulting in the continent of Australia literally mopping some floor (probably the floor of the Indian Ocean, which admittedly is very wet) with the country of South Africa. Clearly this is a highly improbable event at best, and it was a waste of your freaking time to have even suggested it. I apologise. The point is, or was, that Australia's national one-day cricket team soundly defeated that of South Africa. One more for the good guys!

Josh Lyman kissed Donna Moss tonight on Australian television. This would count as one for the good guys, except for the fact that both parties were, and remain thus far, fictional. Nonetheless, it's about time. As Donna herself put it, "it was bound to happen sooner or later".

On Saturday night I babysat (babysitted? Babysunk?) my cousins, who are 6 and 4 (at last count). Catherine, the six year old, introduced me to her new favourite musical, believing it to be one that I might be interested in. She was quite amazed to discover that I'd actually already heard of Cats. Boy oh boy am I going to be cousin of the year when they get around to asking me if I can play anything from it...

I have just four days left on my CELTA course. This is a very good thing. Not that it hasn't been enjoyable, just a whole heap of stress and an intense workload. Still, it means my job prospects are good here in Adelaide and, more importantly, good in Europe. Trust God to come to the party just when it looked like I was starting to lack direction, hmm?

Oh freak me sideways, this is by far the longest blog ever. No way has anyone stuck around to read this far. And to prove it, I take this opportunity to announce my candidacy for the position of chairman of the Western Australian branch of the Country Womens' Association. Drop me a comment letting me know what you think if you've actually read this far.

Far from home




Garry with 2 Rs

19 March 2007

Things that amused me this week

Things that amuse me this week:

Bangladesh beat India.

My CELTA teacher looked at me like I was an idiot when I said the sentence "I used to drink champagne every day" has an infinitive in it. This probably won't amuse anyone else but me (except maybe Beth) but I've included it for completeness' sake.

Ireland beat Pakistan. Furthermore they did it on St. Patrick's day.

Despite losing two days to a serious fever, I still managed to complete two CELTA assignments this weekend.

My family described Phil Denson as the easiest house guest they'd ever had. I'm not sure why this amuses me, but it does.

Fat people on bicycles.

Until next time then, when I might have something more substantial or meaningful to say (this is highly unlikely).

Far from home




Garry with 2 Rs

10 March 2007

C is for Celta

C is also for conflagulate. Or it would be if conflagulate was a word.

Well, I've been on my CELTA course for a week now and it's been fairly full on. We'd only been there for a day and they were already throwing us in the deep end, asking us to lead classes of students. It's fairly crazy during the first week, feeling like you have no idea what's going on (mainly because you don't) but having to try to bluff or crash your way through a half hour lesson with students you've never met before. Ah well… fake it 'til you make it, as they say.

There again, they also say you should never mix busines with pleasure. However, that would make all official transactions extremely unpleasurable. They say that the 60s fashions are coming back. They say that life is simply a series of challenges. They say you should get at least 10 hours of sleep a night. Who are these people? And why do they have so much to say?