After too many years the gold watch is back on my wrist. Its not the most comfortable to wear. . . half the reason for wearing it. For I know its there every minute of the day. . . Thus it reminds me of the passage of time - most precious of all things. It also serves to remind me of those who have passed before me . . . and the debt I owe them.
The first exhibition by pen and ink sketch artist Dean Haeusler opened at the Polo Red Gallery in Cooma NSW Last Friday.
Last year was scheduled to get a new laptop to replace the ageing and slowly crashing desktop system. Must say I had a good run out of that old desktop. . . much better than what I had gotten out of several of the earlier, custom, overclocked machines I had played around with over the years. Anyway the chip had broken down and then the monitor died, and the pathetic secondhand bit of shit monitor never worked. . . and because it lived - where I now live, shunned to a shipping container, no internet access. This was all meant to change 12 months ago with the gift of a new laptop . . . but that money I had to use in other directions, so only now has the gift of a new Laptop arrived.
Thanks Mum.
