G'day all. Terry Underwear (if that IS his real name...) said: "I hope my clothes dry in time, else I'll be forced to use the environmentally unfriendly dryer." Embrace the dryer. It is your friend. Admittedly, I live in a second-floor flat without a balcony or courtyard, so I have no choice in the matter, but seriously, clothesdryers are one of the things that keep us civilised. I once tried to dry some towels outside, and when I brought them in I had to get them wet again before folding them, as I felt sure they'd snap if I attempted it dry. Then, when I stepped out of the shower, and reached for a towel to dry myself with, I scraped off almost an entire butt-cheek in my dazed, half-awake state, before I realised that my usually soft and fluffy towel had been transformed into a giant piece of sandpaper. Did you know that in the US they even have these little cloths that you put in the dryer, to make your clothes even softer and more fluffy than the dryer can manage on its own? Why on earth we don't have them here, I've no idea. We also don't have margarine in sticks - only in blocks or tubs (much to the annoyance of my American missus). They don't have Tim Tams over there, though, so I guess it evens out. Anyway: embrace the dryer, I say again to you, and let it rain! Then he said: "I have a strange sense of national pride building, and the reason for it is one Mark Philippoussis." Admittedly, it's part of the Australian persona to be almost ashamed and apologetic for being Australian. Our culture, accent, history - everything embarrasses us. I'm not entirely sure why this is, as the more I travel, the more I realise how wonderful a place this truly is, and how a lot of other countries acknowledge this far more readily than we do. It's strange how sporting achievements seem to be the only acceptable cause for national pride for most people. Bung a couple of snags on the barbie and sink a tinny for me, ya beautiful bastard. Being an Aussie is fuckin' grouse. Although I take no interest in tennis whatsoever, I do have to admit to also having been a bit caught up in the Poo's progress, since the wife's been staying up and watching it while I've been trying to sleep. I've taken to shouting 'carn the Poo!' at the screen at random intervals, which worries me somewhat. Normally the only thing that makes me shout at the telly is Neighbours. "Give Darcy the chair! The CHAIR, I say!" He also said something about Belle and Sebastian, but what have they done for us lately, eh? Eh? ... That's what I thought. Anyway, I only really posted to piddle away part of the last hour's work for the week, and to voice my support for the humble clothesdryer - perhaps the most misunderstood and underappreciated of all the domestic appliances (except perhaps the tiny but mighty 'fuzz wuzzy', but that's a topic for another day). Still, the list's been rather quiet, so you can probably deal with the occasional rubbishy bit of fluff like this. Oh, there was another reason: Happy 4th of July, Seppos! Independence and all that must be a wonderful thing. Maybe we need to give the Queen a gold watch or something*, and thank her for her time, but tell her that there really isn't much left for her to do down here. Then maybe we could have barbies and fireworks and all that stuff in the middle of the year. I'm not a remotely politically informed person, but I'm pretty sure there couldn't be too much harm in it. Plus, I reckon we could also do with one of those first amendment thingies. Still, all in good time, I suppose. The tennis is on, for one thing ;) Bulk love, -Vanilla Flavoured David *I'd say 'carriage clock', and try to be all clever, except I'm not entirely sure I know what one is. _________________________________________________________________ Hot chart ringtones and polyphonics. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/share/redir/adTrack.asp?mode=click&clientID=174&referral=Hotmail_taglines_plain&URL=http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilemania/default.asp +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+