Humour · Ruminations

In Which I Get A Tattoo And Think Some More Upon Things

Leading up to my 44th birthday I decided to finally get the tattoo I have often times talked about.

Now I don’t deal well with needles or pain and so even though I have wanted a tattoo for the longest time I had never got one. I could have always prioritised the money and time to book a sessions but always put it off. Now was the time though.

Firstly I have always felt the best tattoos suit the person and mean something to the wearer. I have had ideas, and now I have one I may revisit some others, which have resonated with me. What I really wanted was a simple text tattoo with the Star Wars quote “Do or do not, there is no try”.

What does the tattoo mean for me then. Well it is a permanent reminder that I can actually do something that I want to do but that scares me. Also the first line works to tell me that if I want to do something I need to either do it or not do it. That I can set down to do something and if I fail that’s ok. It’s the doing that’s important.

The session itself was quick and will at times painful it was mostly all right. Like a lot of things you build them up in your head to a much larger scale than they need to be.

Anyho that’s that.

Family · Humour · Ruminations

Looking Forward to A Long Birthday Weekend

Cake with marshmallowIt’s my birthday next Tuesday and we kind of really love birthdays. So I’m looking forward to it very much.

One of the things we try to do is have leave on each others birthdays so we can just do what we want. This year I’m being especially indulgent and taking the Monday off as well so that I can have a long birthday weekend.

There’s a bonus of a WWE pay-per-view show that I can watch on Monday on the WWE Network if I want. Although this one’s matches are not spinning my wheels so I may give it a pass.

For the birthday I’m planning much eating. For tea we will go to Lone Star so that I can have a big steak not cooked by me. For breakfast I am toying with taking family to a cafe so I can have eggs Benedict. ┬áLunch will be something light at home, maybe a pie. I have to think on whether to cake or not.

Now excuse me while go back to plotting and planning and scheming… ­čÖé


I may want a marshmallow cake with marshmallow frosting


Family · Ruminations

In Which I Briefly Talk About Having A Rainbow Family and How Unjust It Is That The Kids Keep Having To Come Out

rainbowOne of the aspects of raising a Rainbow family is becoming aware of just how many times the kids have to Out themselves if they want to live openly. ┬áIt’s also becoming aware of how often they have to, and will have to, make judgement calls as to how safe that coming out is.

Having blithely┬ádanced my way through life being a mostly het (I’ve never met a guy I was attracted too but wouldn’t rule it out in some hypothetical world so 95% straight) cis guy I thought the most that LGBTQI+ folks would have to come out would be maybe three or four times (family, friend, work). But I’m now acutely aware how wrong I was.

I wish my kids didn’t have to go through this and have hopes that they will see a time where there is no need to think “will I be safe if I tell people about myself.” Even better would be world where people didn’t have to come out.


When You Don’t Own What You Own: Digital Changing The Model and What Happens Next

steamThis article came across my desk this morning about Steam and Valve and it had me thinking again about the changing nature of ownership and consumption in the digital marketplace. The piece called Valve is not your friend, and Steam is not healthy for gaming was an interesting read looking at Valves dodgy tactics with Steam and it’s fight against regulatory regimes that mandate refunds.

With Steam and games you can still purchase games on disc, but the convenience of Steam has captured what could be considered an unhealthy section of the market. You need Steam to play your games.

It had me thinking. With ebooks if we buy via Amazon while you get to own a digital copy you need a Kindle or kindle ap to read it. If you purchase in epub there is much more freedom. Music with Apple is actually freer as you can convert your apple files to mp3 and store them elsewhere. Though with music and the surge in streaming services do people still actually buy digital music? I can understand the resurgence of vinyl as the mode of music ownership.

Also companies can remove things from your libraries. We have a subscription to Audible for audio-books and we bought one that came with a bonus audio-book. I really loved the bonus book but later the rights were removed it was removed from my library. This really sucked. I have thought of re-acquiring the bonus audio-book but feel a little put out that they took our free one away.

Not to mention the fact that now we need digital wills so we can pass ownership of our digital collections to family members.

So yeah i’m thinking again on the what do we own, the nature of consumption and what rights we have in this digital cloud based market.

Animals · Family

Some Folks are Puppy People – We Aren’t

kittenIt’s been a difficult few weeks. We tried very hard to do all the right things and we did like the puppy, but we came to the realisation that we are just not puppy people. So today I took the puppy back to the breeders who were very lovely folks and very understanding.

Naturally the household is a mixture of sadness and relief. I think mostly relief.

They say there are cat people, and dog people, and fish people. We think there must be puppy people as we love dogs but just don’t deal with puppies. We are going to have a break from owning a dog for a while, and if we ever do decide to get another we will be getting an older rehome dog.

For now we will stick with the cat.


The 13 Storey Treehouse Play

13stplayAs a family we quite like the┬áThe 13 Storey Treehouse books by┬áAndy Griffith and Terry Denton. So I’m going to take Mindy to the play version on the weekend. I have a feeling this may be really awesome or really terrible. ­čść

I tend to be dubious of stage or screen adaptions of kids books. Especially ones like this. That being said I’m really looking forward to the Captain Underpants movie…


In Which We Say Goodbye To Our Old Dog Candy


We had our old dog Candy for nine years. She was two when she arrived in out family. Candy had been found wondering the back roads of Tararua district having been left on the side of the road by her previous owner. He had been going through a difficult divorce and she had eaten the lounge one day and he broke. He forgot she was microchipped and had told his ex Candy had died after being hit by a car. He got a bit of a shock when Dog Control rang from Dannevirke. He surrendered Candy to dog control and in the Pound she stayed.

I was working at the Dannevirke library at the time and we received an all council staff email asking if anybody wanted her. We had recently lost our older dog Jess and were not really looking for a new large dog. However a couple of weeks and emails later one came around saying if no one took her she would be put to sleep the next day. Kylie and I decided to go see her and then took her home on trial. ­čść Um yeah about that trial thing.

So she was a great dog. She had a gentle way with her and had obviously been well trained. Except to the lead. She never really mastered that. Like many Labradors she was a great doofus of a dog who was really, really motivated by food. Jess, when we had taken her into our home, was an obese Border Collie and we didn’t want to have Candy become a ┬átypical fat Lab so we were really conscious of her food intake. We think, and the vets agreed, that’s why we had her till she was eleven and a half. We kept her active trim.

There are many fond memories of Candy. She loved it when we moved to the farmlet Entfarm. We would take her out into the orchard and she would chase the wind and leaves and grass and occasional rabbit or mouse. She loved the river, bounding in and out with great abandon with her great doggy smile.

She didn’t really like Wellington with the small property, and she got reactive to small dogs after a couple off their leads on walks tried to attack her. So she really appreciated coming to Carterton and the large property we bought.

It’s going to be difficult eating toast for a while as she liked to wait patiently while you ate yours hoping for toast corners. ┬áShe was such a dog that even the non dog people in the family loved her.

We had noticed she had started to slow down over the last months and last week took her to the vets. She was obviously uncomfortable. Her behaviour began to change, and she took to hiding in corners behind curtains. We found out she had arthritis in her paws and shoulder. We started the magic drug with a side order of pain killers, but we already knew we didn’t want to do what we did with Jess. Jess’s last months were not great and we always regretted not letting her go sooner.

The drugs seemed to work and then we gave her a pain killer. She bounded around with great joy but the next day was so much worse. She even tried to get through the fence to attack the neighbours dog which was not like her at all. She wanted to play but just sat and looked at the toys and yard sadly. We realised that we were already on that path of trying to decide which days she could be on pain relief and which days would be trying to distract her from the pain.

We decided we didn’t want that for her. She had been such a good dog for us and she didn’t understand. Her great goofy doofus doggy smile had been gone for a while and now we just had sad brown eyes. So we made the hard decision to call the vet and have them come put her to sleep for one last time.

Hopefully now she is asleep up in a great field chasing rabbits, rolling in mud, eating all she can desire and jumping in pools. We have a large Labrador sized hole in our hearts.