marginalia
is the Latin word for 'things in the margin', and refers to writing or decoration in the margins of a manuscript. I am exploring the edges and margins of our world through photographs and writing....from May 18, 2011...
I was too busy writing elsewhere to write here this time last year. So many words, so little time...
Roughly translated...
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Monthly Archives: February 2006
that Forster guy
Interesting. I noticed yesterday that a number of fish had the same stem name ‘forster’ and found that Forster had been the naturalist with Cook on the second voyage to New Zealand. You may’ve remembered that, because you probably paid … Continue reading
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modified ecosystems
Winter went for a bit of test drive today – stark contrast with the superbly Wellington clarity and brightness of yesterday. Walking along the waterfront I was intrigued to see five different fish species just swimming around by the the … Continue reading
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happiness is a warm index
I’m loving the free DVD Collector software from crunchymedia. Between this application and Amazon’s databases I’m gradually getting the four household’s dvd collection into a sensible repository of information. It’s a good feeling to have a good index. What’s great … Continue reading
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magnetic poetry
One of the coolest things I was given at xmas was a couple of sets of fridge magnet poetry – words to compose with while I drink milk sraight from the carton. Breakfasting from the fridge, no appliances or tools … Continue reading
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what happened to dining out in Wellington?
We went to Eva Dixon’s Cafe in Miramar today. It appears the staff may’ve been trained by that other famous Eva. I know we’re not beautiful people from that famous place just down the road, but we’re paying customers. Hints … Continue reading
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music for sales
The other day, I went to bennetts bookshop, the one next to irks. There were at least three customers, and one staff member, singing along to the ‘music to buy books to’. Recoiling in horror I stumbled up the stairs … Continue reading
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say cheese
I’ve noticed I only like to use photos of me that show my ‘best’ side. Some of my sides are more beast than best. Sorry about that, folks, it’s how it is. But not how it is in photos. Talking … Continue reading
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wellington’s shame
Over the last few weeks my wife, some friends and I have been organising New Zealand’s first international weblog conference – Blog Hui. What’s been ‘interesting’ is a group of individuals have been offended by our upstart start up. It’s … Continue reading
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