few days off, time for the self, ho hum, i feel like i should head down to the botanical gardens tomorrow with my book and a large spliff, wander around and soak up the sun, recharge my solar panel, maybe actually do something social, my reclusive lifestyle needs a break. i spend far to much time talking to my dog and gazing at clouds, trees, waves or birds and not enough time with people. i'm not a misanthrope yet!
i have a visitor today my old friend lilly popped in for tea and cake only i have no cake and made her coffee with my amazing coffee machine as i'm out of tea, in fact at mission control we have a fridge filled with shamanic herbs and blueberries but not much else. oh there's chocolate in there.
anyways we spoke about family and tribe, we spoke about the mountains and the sea.
then my electronic mail decided to go nuts, it appears it's been hacked but i fixed it with some password changes and nifty technological wizardry. it's left me exhausted and a little frazzled.
i'm very sleepy and may have to have a siesta.
i did almost witness a big punch up this morning, people fighting over the carbon tax.
the carbon tax. a stupid solution to a simple problem. it's not even a carbon tax it's a tax on plant food, carbon dioxide, all they have to do is stop chopping down trees. one third of the amazon is about to be flooded, tasmanian forests are being destroyed more now than ever and the government suggests a carbon tax, how ridiculous. the solutions are so simple, protect trees and stop eating meat. i really feel like becoming an independent mp.  
i looked up all the political parties and the only one that i would feel any inclination towards is the australian sex party which actually has a really good sensible policy and represents the spirit of libertarianism relatively well. check out their web site and policies,  the most innovate and refreshing i've heard for many years.
i remember hanging out with madame lash when she formed the extra dimensionalist party, that was another great party, it lasted a few weeks in this big house in palm beach filled with artists and strange folk from the fringes, i met a girl in a devils costume, she had a nice pointed tail and we wrote a wish list down, three things we wanted to do together before she went away to live in italy. the list included, going to the hellfire club, which i had been to before when it first opened, it was down hill from there, never really reached the authenticity of the original, the other was go and see 'sandman and flacco' in 'the corridor of uncertainty' which was quite good, and then there was one more but i can't remember what that was. anyway we said goodbye in ranwick and never saw one another again.
peace out !