If people with one arm go to get their nails done, do they pay half price?

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I ask this because I have one eye. I do not get my glasses for half price.

I always ask, but they tell me they have to make the lens appear the same and so the price is not lower.

There is always the option to wear a monocle, I suppose, but I fear that as it is “out of the ordinary” and not mass produced these days, it might be even more expensive than a pair of glasses. One must not be different in this mass produced world. Well, not if one is poor!

Why do we call it a “pair” of glasses when they are joined as one? Or a pair of trousers, when they are one? Pair of gloves, pair of shoes, that makes sense. Pair of glasses, no.

So many questions, so little life.

If history repeats itself

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Maybe, not the dinosaur, but…

I would “shirt front” a few kings, politicians and popes and tell them to “leave the girls alone”. Mary Magdalene was not a prostitute, thank you very much, and if Henry VIII wanted to poke around and then fester into a stinky mess then what was sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander! Off with his head!

I would make sure Australia’s education system was a federal one with no state interference and therefore uniform across the nation. Education would not be political, at all.

Parents would stop blaming teachers for their own bad parenting.

I would drown Rupert Murdoch at birth. How could such a wonderful woman such as Dame Elizabeth Murdoch have given birth to that manipulative creature?

Party politics would be outlawed everywhere, and “real” democracy maintained. Death to back room deals and faceless power men.

Arnold Schwarzenegger would be made to be the husband that Maria Shriver deserves.

Oprah wouldn’t be allowed to become so fixated on “stuff” and Martha would make it cool to make a mistake.

Reading would remain as popular as running around in exercise gear trying to look like a sixteen old, is now.

Makeup would never have been invented, nor would the word “skinny”.

Sugar and salt would be “sometimes” foods.

Happiness would be viewed as internal, not external to ourselves.

The world’s favourite colour would be blue.

Religion would not be based on punishment and reward, and difference would be exalted.

I would be boss of the world and loved by all. It would be a good world.

It would be a great world,


one better than the preppers; or thinking outside the food store

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We were discussing what his character would do in a post-apololyptic world, when Colleague said that when everyone was rushing to ransack supermarkets for food, he would ransack a pharmacy and take all the meal replacement supplements and protein bars.

When I thought about it, I realised the brilliance of his thinking.

Could you carry a month’s worth of baked beans in your backpack? Probably not, but you could carry 90 drink sachets, or 90 protein bars in a backpack. While the preppers are anchored to their static food hoard, Backpack To Go Colleague would have the freedom to flee if necessary.

Of course, it does depend on a water supply, or at least some type of liquid for the sachet, but unless all the water is evaporated, or you are living in the desert, water is obtainable. There are plenty of small camping purification systems that could part of the backpack survival kit.

Team Beans or Team sachets, which way would you go?

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What Will Life Be Like In 100 Years?



A few homes in the early 1960s had this "glass garage" so you could view your large automobile from your deck or patio.

A few homes in the early 1960s had this “glass garage” so you could view your large automobile from your deck or patio.

Better, I hope.

Do you think every generation hopes that? Does anyone ever think the present is perfect?

I hope we do find the cure for cancer. That everyone gets to live a happy, healthy, productive life until they are 100, when we just die in our sleep one night.

Peace? Not sure it is in the human DNA not to need to hate someone, or need to dominate someone or something. We don’t seem to learn from our mistakes, or to leave others alone, so I am not confident there will be world peace.

Families? What a  “family” will be is difficult to imagine. I guess mush along the same lines. I suspect we might go back to more multigenerational families all living together. Finances might instigate this one, but I think we need the help of all generations to raise our young, we need our herd, and so the desire to live far from our family may decrease. Technology allowing us to work from distant places might facilitate this as well.

Libraries and Librarians. Bit tired of the media telling me that libraries and librarians are facing distinction. Like all things and professions, we will evolve. As long as there is information we will need someone to assist us with it. More information = more need of support. We aren’t born knowing how to search or use information, so I see a place for us.

Books. The physical shape of the book technology, be it hardcover, or ebook or audio, doesn’t matter, in my opinion. What matters is that people READ, and use their imaginations. I would like to think hard copy will still be available, as we use different skills to read from the page as to reading online which is more skimming. Books came about due to a major shift in technology, so technology is not the enemy, a lack of reading is the enemy.

Education. I hope it doesn’t look like it does now. Old model. I suspect kids will link in from home more. Perhaps drop into community centres where teachers and Learning Labs will be available. Maybe even 24/7. More doing, discovering, setting own learning goals. Teachers won’t need to be subject experts, but provide social and emotional support as children learn.


Do you think it would be worth being here in 100 years?

Flamingo Files – drive by style

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Thoughts during a long drive home :

Why do so many old ladies wear huge glasses that cover the entire top half of their face? Is it so that they have a better chance of finding their spectacles if they mislay them?


If a shelf talker claims a book is “unputdownable” it really means the bookshop staff have either not read it at all, or can’t think of anything to say about the book. I know, I used to write them.


Why do people ask “are you eating your lunch?” when they find you sitting at your desk eating your lunch?

And then, why do they still ask you to do something?


Colleague, He Who Never Ceases Talking, keeps walking into my office to watch the new school block being built adjacent to the library, as my window has a perfect view of the construction site. By 11am this morning he was in severe danger of winding up under a digger. How many weeks until holidays?


Why do they think that people who work in libraries do nothing all day but drink coffee and read books? I drink tea.

Why does the car that holds everyone up in the 100kph zone always have to be the one that speeds up in the 60kph zones?

Why do students believe everything a teacher says? For example a student was having problems logging onto his laptop and asked me to help. I told him to retry his password to as expected it worked. “Wow” he said. “Don’t you know everything when works when a teacher stands behind you?” “Really?” he asked with a look of wonder on his year 8 face. “No!” I confessed. “Oh…” the sound of disappointment in his voice was matched by expression. Sometimes it is like kicking a puppy.

Why is it that as soon as the water gets switched off everyone needs to go the the toilet?