We didn’t take a holiday over Christmas so we’ve been on the road this week catching up on some downtime. Currently we’re hanging in Sydney, but we also did a couple of days in Newcastle, where Jane used to work, and broke the trip at the half way point on the first day, overnighting on a farm in Bellingen.
I eat a lot of eggs. At least three, sometimes more every day. So I was tempted by this bit in National Geographic about how to boil the perfect egg. (AppleNews link cos NG wants your email addy).
I very much enjoyed this very obviously planted story of ASD punking the Russian cybercrims who stole my Medibank data back in August 2022. The government (in fact, all of the 5 Eyes governments) dropped the story for a bunch of reasons, including image management and deterrence.
I doubt it will have a deterrent effect. You’d need more kinetic solutions for that to truly happen. But it is good narrative management to tell these tales occasionally.
Even though I didn’t drive, I was still pretty worn out by the time I got back from the film festival panel on the weekend. Luckily, Jane had made chicken Provençal, which was a nice thing to come home to. She’d opened a bottle of Chardonnay for the recipe—Allendale, I think—so I had a glass with dinner. It was the first bottle of wine we’d opened in about six months. Anyway, it was nice. We ate, had a drink, and then I sort of drifted around, not doing much of anything.
I had a Sunday gig at the Australian Film Institute’s AACTA Festival down at Surfers Paradise and decided I’d try the train rather than driving there and back. The train to the coast doesn’t really go to the coast. You don’t finish up at the beach but in the hinterland. Nerang in my case.
But thanks to the last election, the fare was only fifty cents, and there’s no road congestion to deal with so… I gave it a go.
It was… pretty good.
I read a lot of crazy health and fitness content so you don’t have to, and some recent crazy advice has been to avoid caffeine in the morning.
Didn’t get the usual New Year’s rush at the gym this year. Perhaps people have wised up and just gone straight from the Christmas/NY seasonal binge to the early February revenge binge without passing through the gym for an expensive and ultimately pointless detour in January.
Been catching up on my media consumption thanks to my lack of news media consumption these last few months. By coincidence I finished off a couple of a TV show (The Agency) and an audiobook (The Ministry of Time) I’d been watching and listening to at the same time.
