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(Do not adjust your set... we have control of the vertical I'm just backdating this since I wrote most of it yesterday, and is all relevant to yesterday.)
So, today was PROSH Day - when the students of UWA roam the streets selling a spoof newspaper for charity filled with uni humour and the abandon to write the it's-what-we're-all-thinking sketches (I wouldn't let our more innocent friends read it though *covers a certain pair of eyes*).
But anyway, the main part of PROSH day is the array of costumes the PROSHers parade around in while selling the "passports to the city". On the platform at the bus station were a pair of orange-and-black tiger-people (didn't see them at first, just spotted the c-girl making her way down the crowds as I was thinking of going up to the concourse). On the way through town on the other bus I spotted: living statues, a slumber party, a British explorer (I didn't know the pith helmet came with footy shorts), Pac-man, punk rockers and rappers, foreign officials, cops, hula girls, mad scientists (ok, they may have been normal scientists, but where's the fun in not being mad scientists?), a caveman, Willy Wonka and a squad of Oompa-Loompas, and a wide selection of capes, flags and boas amongst those who didn't go in for a specific costume.
On the way home I spotted a trio of red-capped parrots in a low pencil-pine - very shy birds, so hard to see in the trees before they fly away. On the way in though the bus is going by a new way, up and across the end of a bridge (built up over a natural depression). But this did bring up at perfect level with a Banksia tree down the bank, with a flock of black cockatoos, who flew off directly level with our windows.
Just call me sensei - got another prac student, have been bamboozling him with interlibrary loans, and the vastly exciting world of watching me search databases for a reference question. Of course, this is just in the spaces when S isn't around, since I'm meant to be doing mainly records stuff (or sudden switchboard shifts for [Zapp Brannigan voice] a mano-a-computer struggle for supremacy! The computers and software are old, and some functions need... persuading).
Ok, so I'm late jumping on this bandwagon again, I didn't feel like posting at the time everyone else was...
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open it to page 161.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
"It was at this stage that Lance Corporal Bernard Gordon took the initiative for which he was awarded the Victoria Cross."
From Victoria Cross : Australia's finest and the battles they fought, by Anthony Staunton. 2005 (3rd) edition.
( More of this sort of thing! )
So, today was PROSH Day - when the students of UWA roam the streets selling a spoof newspaper for charity filled with uni humour and the abandon to write the it's-what-we're-all-thinking sketches (I wouldn't let our more innocent friends read it though *covers a certain pair of eyes*).
But anyway, the main part of PROSH day is the array of costumes the PROSHers parade around in while selling the "passports to the city". On the platform at the bus station were a pair of orange-and-black tiger-people (didn't see them at first, just spotted the c-girl making her way down the crowds as I was thinking of going up to the concourse). On the way through town on the other bus I spotted: living statues, a slumber party, a British explorer (I didn't know the pith helmet came with footy shorts), Pac-man, punk rockers and rappers, foreign officials, cops, hula girls, mad scientists (ok, they may have been normal scientists, but where's the fun in not being mad scientists?), a caveman, Willy Wonka and a squad of Oompa-Loompas, and a wide selection of capes, flags and boas amongst those who didn't go in for a specific costume.
On the way home I spotted a trio of red-capped parrots in a low pencil-pine - very shy birds, so hard to see in the trees before they fly away. On the way in though the bus is going by a new way, up and across the end of a bridge (built up over a natural depression). But this did bring up at perfect level with a Banksia tree down the bank, with a flock of black cockatoos, who flew off directly level with our windows.
Just call me sensei - got another prac student, have been bamboozling him with interlibrary loans, and the vastly exciting world of watching me search databases for a reference question. Of course, this is just in the spaces when S isn't around, since I'm meant to be doing mainly records stuff (or sudden switchboard shifts for [Zapp Brannigan voice] a mano-a-computer struggle for supremacy! The computers and software are old, and some functions need... persuading).
Ok, so I'm late jumping on this bandwagon again, I didn't feel like posting at the time everyone else was...
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open it to page 161.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
"It was at this stage that Lance Corporal Bernard Gordon took the initiative for which he was awarded the Victoria Cross."
From Victoria Cross : Australia's finest and the battles they fought, by Anthony Staunton. 2005 (3rd) edition.
( More of this sort of thing! )
