Easter weekend open thread

Knemon says:

12:41pm | 22/04/11

@ Jolanda - I would re-name it “most boring day known to man kind”

I was feeling down so I ate all the chocolate presents I had bought, now, apart from feeling guilty, I just feel like vomiting

Bolz says:

02:33pm | 22/04/11

@Jolanda

I just read your comment which inspired me (filled me with guilt) to mow the the lawn! Thanks heaps…not!

Ben81 says:

05:00pm | 22/04/11

It seems like dog walking day here.  I just went for an 80km drive from South to North of Adelaide and back and I don’t think i’ve ever seen so many people walking dogs, especially around Prospect road.
Also there were hardly any cars on the road, it was freaky.  No cars but dogs everywhere, seemed like a kind of bizarro world.

Reggie says:

07:21pm | 22/04/11

The Good Red and Adventurous Cooking Day. Trouble is I didn’t get a wide variety of ingredients in. I WAS tempted to try “The Only Cake the Queen Cooks,” but the red and Italian Blue cheese won the day. Do you think I could use evaporated milk that carries an expiry date of 2008?

fairsfair says:

10:00pm | 22/04/11

Same here. My street had the same idea. I too mowed. I also wrapped my whipper snipper around a tree. It was very refreshing and I wish I had’ve done it months ago. Roundup - love you long time.

Pip says:

02:28pm | 22/04/11

@ Bikini,What do you do at funeral’s? laugh and slag off at the service,crack jokes as the Pastor ,Priest says a prayer as the body is lowered,bust a move if the word god is mentioned

Mellors says:

05:21pm | 22/04/11

BonT, I share your pain. Red wine, no?  I beg your pardon. Your questions are subtle, persuasive, teasing, evocative, seductive. Are you Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa, that smile? or are you Jezebel, haunting my every night with your charms? Are you Delilah, for whom I should gladly give my life, but not against Sampson, (except for Bart and lisa, maybe Marg). Who are you, my phantom REM dream sequential ghost.

Dave says:

06:02pm | 22/04/11

What’s the easter show? Never heard of it.

stephen says:

04:32pm | 22/04/11

If God wants to be celebrated he can do it at the far end of the Universe, and if religious folk want to eat their bread they can go to Church and do it there.
These good fridays are dead-set dull.

Barry says:

08:16pm | 22/04/11

I’m sure if you beg your boss stephen he’ll let you go to work since you can’t stand having the day off . . .

acotrel says:

07:48am | 23/04/11

@Barr y
‘I’m sure if you beg your boss stephen he’ll let you go to work since you can’t stand having the day off . . . ‘

And I’m sure Tony is working on that.  There’ll probably be new provisons in the next version of Workchoices?
I wonder if Jesus was ever paid penalty rates?

Roselands says:

04:32pm | 23/04/11

Could it be because they are Australites ?

NicoleG says:

08:17pm | 22/04/11

I don’t go to church. Haven’t since….....um…......dunno. But I have never eaten meat on Good Friday. Can I be excused?

PS - I hate seafood and I’d kill for a bloody steak!!!

acotrel says:

07:55am | 23/04/11

I love Easter Friday, I enjoyed it with my flash tart. We had garlic prawns with rice, and a lovely bottle of chardonnay pinot noir.  Then we watched ‘New Tricks’ on the ABC. Today I’m going to the Easter Nats at Winton, and tomorrow, the Broadford Bonanza.  At least some of the promoters have got some smarts these days!

Reggie says:

07:27pm | 22/04/11

So do I wish my Jewish mate a Happy Passover or is that like saying don’t be sad it will all be over soon?

Reggie says:

09:54am | 23/04/11

Well I’m a fourth generation Queenslander from Irish and Scottish families that came from CQ sheep-stations into the city. All my family and brothers speak what is regarded as Educated Australian without any airs.
All of us went to state schools in Queensland, admittedly, the very best Boys’ State School. 

When I came to Sydney was was teased by Sydney guys about the Queensland drawl until I pointed out the lazy NSW speech that was criticising mine. I have SO learned to HATE being RIGHT all the time.

That dropping of the voice at the end of a sentence, is what I blame for waning interest in listening. That speakers build up the expectation of a listener with the early part of their poorly enunciated sentence and then “lose interest” before they mention the subject at the end.  The poor kids walk away wondering to themselves why they can’t understand what the teacher just said.  It’s the downward tune that most Aussies use, made worse by the trailing off of their delivery.

I can forgive the misuse of “i” and “me” or even, reluctantly, “loose” for “lose” but lapsing into boredom before the completion of just ONE sentence is responsible for the low expectation of the “younger generation” when it comes to speaking and listening.

I read to my children every night while pointing at the words I was reading and they emerged with the same clear vowels and speech patterns as I have. If modern parents did the same, BUT with that drone of trailing delivery they’ve been programmed with, then they’re producing speech patterns that are going to play a big part in leading this country into mediocrity. No-one listens because most speakers don’t speak clearly.

Just as well Kochie has a close handy microphone or no-one would know what he was saying.

I am trying to watch (again) the three programs I have recorded on my iQ2, called, “CELL,” before I am forced to delete them to allow for the recording of less worthy drama. The guy who presents them is so enthusiastic and the information so startling that his speech delivery can’t help but make an impart on thought and speech patterns of the listener.

The problem is that many today have become so accustomed to the low expectation of speech patterns, that they regard such delivery as to challenging and boring.  The Aussie custom of putting “ie” or “o” on a word illustrates the problem.  Reggie naturally trails off. “Jacko” also trails off. But if I said “REGINALD” you’d have to hold your tone and effort up to the end. Aussies don’t appreciate having to make that effort so they’d say the name was “poofie,” which it is.

However, I notice the designer of the Spitfire is called Reginald Mitchell and not Reggie, so I guess Reginald commands respect.