Author: Morgan Avery

I’m happy to find myself on the weird Right of American politics for once, this whole ‘starving to death’ thing with Terry Schiavo, I don’t understand it, how can anyone in their right mind not consider this murder? Why are those on the left so keen to see her dead?

She can breath unassisted, her heart beats of it’s own accord, and I’ve seen footage on TV of her responding to external stimulus, so how can she be considered brain dead? (some people have claimed she is as justification for her murder)… How can she even be considered to be in a persistent vegetative state? Now, I’m not a doctor of any kind, not even Theology, but I’ve seen documentaries about PVS, and as far as I can recall, all of the sufferers of PVS where in the deepest of deep "comas", they didn’t look around, move around, or anything.

So what the hell is going on? Is the footage I’ve seen faked? Am I missing some vital piece of information?

Anyway, this seems as good an opportunity as any to say: if I’m ever messed up real bad and not able to talk for myself, I want heroic measures, I want to be resuscitated, I want all the machines in the room TURNED ON. I want the machine that goes PING. I want breathing stuff, drugs of all kinds, I’ll be happy to be part of a trial. I don’t want to be given up on.

So, if any of you ever hear I’m in hospital, check that I’m having all measures taken. I want to be unreasonable about this. If I have to sleep for 70 years, then finally die of being really really old, so be it.

Don’t turn off the machines.

Don’t pull out any tubes.

Don’t hold back on any treatments or therapies.

Also, make sure, if I’m in an apparent coma, or PVS, or something, that I at least have a nice radio to listen to. Ideally a wide variety of talking books on a lot of subjects, fiction, sf, documentaries, physics, astronomy, anything. When I don’t have a book to listen to, please give me good news / talk radio; I like National Radio until 1pm, but please no Wayne’s Music. When it’s late at night, turn it down (but not off) so I can sleep if I need to.

Talk to me in soothing tones, touch my hand, rub my face, tell me everything is going to be alright, give me a kiss when you leave, tell me when you’ll be back.

I’m counting on you to help me with this.

After seemingly endless demands, here is a crappy low res high compression boring, long, mostly silent video. It’s mostly to show Claire how Eddie is growing up, but it also features… George being nice; my dinner; me drinking a looong glass of bir; no nudity.

Nearly 8 minutes, only 4.96MB, WMV format.

Feedback is welcome from anyone, but if you say "Jeeze, it’s so boring, and the picture is crappy" I’ll reply "You did read the warning, yes?"

By the way, that video clip contains frequent use of language that may offend the more weak minded or simpering viewer.

The hottest EVER hot police action. Yesterday afternoon, it went down.

Men with guns.

Watch the video, it explains everything. 2.5 meg WMV, if you’re a mac head and you can’t play it, get an awesome program called VLC, I think that should do it for you.

On Sunday, as I was about to drive Claire out to the airport, I did something I think I should be a proud of.

I saw two guys walking along, looking like complete wallies, confused looks on their faces, spinning around looking around, they looked utterly lost, so I said "Can I help you guys? You guys lost?" and they said "No, we’re found, but maybe we can help you." and like magic produced some horrible looking "Christ will save you" pamphlet, not even a Chick tract or anything cool like that. Anyway, I was about to say: "Wow, you guys are completely deluded, I could smell it on you, but I hadn’t quite put two and two together, now, I suggest you get the fuck out of my neighbourhood before I have to put you in the boot of my car with a bag of lime and a shovel, I don’t really have time for a trip up north right now." Instead I said: "You’re talking to the wrong guy." Just like that.

We finished loading the cases into the car as they wandered off, looking completely lost again.

On the way home from the airport, I dropped in to Mitre10 for some supplies, and I drove around the neighbourhood for a couple of hours, but they’d disappeared, I think someone else must have gotten to them first.

To temper my sadness at the departure of my beloved, I had a stein of bailey’s & milk (over ice) and now I’m watching a Balinese $1.50 DVD rip of Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas while my Skyy chills in the freezer.

Good times. Suntori times.

Just got back from seeing Claire off on her world tour at the airport, feeling very sad and lonely already, invitations to social events of all kind are invited, including sitting around watching tv or bbqs or movies or whatever.

In other news, we will never defeat the spammers*, they’re smarter than us, check out what I just got:

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* This isn’t actually true, we will easily defeat them, in fact this message was tagged as spam and dumped in my junk mail folder automatically, but it’s still beautiful.

Firstly, thanks to everyone to came to my birthday BBQ, this might just be the alcohol talking, but I had a really great time, I hope you did as well.

Now, the erstwhile unnamed cat is now called Eddie, we think this is a great name for such a lovely little girl. She was quite a hit at the BBQ. So much so that I think George got a bit jealous of the attention she was getting and had to make a scene. A few pieces of steak seemed to shut him up.

There are photos in the gallery section.

More photos of the cat – she’s as yet unnamed.