
Today’s the first day of the middle month of Spring. The local countryside’s verdant – thanks to abundant recent rain. Last Sunday Sweetheart Vivienne and I did our first post-Winter work in the vegetable garden – cleaning out weeds, tilling soil. Our woodpiles are the best stocked they’ve been in the almost six years we’ve lived here – a literal windfall. I’ve begun compiling a list of tasks to do around the property in the next few weeks. My work’s going well – my first available appointment’s in early December. The AFL football season’s ended – I’m sorry Hawthorn won because the Tasmanian Government is paying them
A$300,000 of public money for winning, and also because Hawthorn’s President is
Jeff Kennett. Last Friday
Paul Newman died – a few days after Sweetheart Vivienne and I watched his memorable acting performance in
The Verdict. A week ago Iran's President, Dr Ahmadinejad, wasn’t acting at all during his vehement and repulsive anti-Israel
address to the UN General Assembly, causing the delegations of Israel, the USA and Georgia – but not Australia –

to walk out, and an ovation by the morally bankrupt sycophants that didn’t walk out. The US Congress is again debating its response to the debacle that Wall Street’s greedy half-wits have inflicted on the world. And today’s the second day of the Jewish New Year
5769.
Shana tova!
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