It’s Melbcat’s birthday today! (Well one of the dates I have on her paperwork.)
17 years old 🎉🎂🥳🎈
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It’s Melbcat’s birthday today! (Well one of the dates I have on her paperwork.)
17 years old 🎉🎂🥳🎈
so...haven't been around for a while, so I thought I'd launch myself back in with a random question:
Would it be really fucking weird to get in touch with a teacher who went above and beyond to help me through some really, really tough shit 30 years ago to just say "hey, I've always remembered you, and I have turned out OK and am pretty successful, thanks"?
edit: thanks everyone
No go for it. I wanted to do this a while ago only to find out that teacher now has dementia 😞. Really wish I had reached out sooner.
Tuesday night scotch..
It's school night but day was botched
I will only have one
Because I must be up with the sun..
But oh I need a Tuesday night scotch
(Far from the best of the DT poets but my little contribution to open mic night for Spud) Edit because formatting
I think this is a great poem!!! 😍
A few weeks ago an old codge ran into the side of the man's car. Today we've fostered a 2024 Toyota Kluger so we took it to macca's.
T- 60 hours until CAT. I am desperate for some feline therapy. Feel completely dead and miserable today again. Even though I had a good run with the traffic - had time to grab a coffee despite the queue and got to enjoy it in the carpark outside work..
I shouldn't have said anything 😓 Mickey has gone back to nomming Dine and turns his nose up at Hills.
Having a cat is like having a fickle live-in fey.
Tommy's on a new wet food only diet and I've bought his favourite Dine in bulk, it was on special and we're going through a lot. So I'm sure any day now he'll decide it's disgusting and turn up his dainty nose at it.
Going forward, the DT family will put our heads together every morning to touch base and set out the granular of the meal plans. We will start with low hanging fruits, while centering the foodie artifactual lens. Go team. We are all in this together.
Let's take this offline, but not until after we raise it up the flagpole and see who rallies around it
I wish to forget this comment thread - I feel triggered after 10+ years in corpo call centres 😭💀
I swear to god if I hear the word "granular" at work today I'm going to lob a mandarin at the person who says it.
Just say "detailed". What's wrong with "detailed"?!?!
Ah corporate life. I've missed you lol
Edit: I'm adding the word "artifact" to the list.
I nominate ‘touch base’
Your artifacts are not granular enough. Lift your game
How on earth did they get ‘granular’ to mean ‘detailed’?! I’m still annoyed at ‘low hanging fruit’, ‘going forward’, and ‘the (insert topic here) space/lens’. Bloody weasel words
I haven't heard space/lens yet. It won't be long I'm sure.
Every time someone says artifact my mind goes straight to Indiana Jones lol
Can I say artifact if I talk about archaeology?
Also, may I add to the list journey, navigate and gifted.
So tonight I'm going to an event that I have never been to before; a poetry reading at a local pub by a modern author. They have an open mic as well, but I am not even close to confident enough to consider that.
But I do consider this my first step towards the culture and being a part of a community, after dabbling so long with prose and only reading poetry books since I was a small child. I think my first book, that I can remember, is one I still have: a book of Childrens Poetry (Lewis carrol, William Blake, etc) that contributed heavily to my love of the artform.
I have no idea why I feel so anxious and nervous, or why I want to back out. I guess avoidance and the fear I'll make a fool of myself, despite not performing at all. Idk, I hope I can find a welcoming community within that space, but even if I don't, I'll still write. I don't think I could stop writing, even if I wanted to.
I know people that have been active in the poetry and spoken word scene. I can get going to something for the first time can feel daunting, but you'll be surprised how welcoming everyone is. You might find a place with a crowd you gel with and maybe you might even go up and read something.
One thing I noticed from doing standup is the bar is so, incredibly, low, and people are supportive of anyone giving things an earnest shot.
I've done open mics, storytelling, and I can agree that mostly the crowd is welcoming. You may get a few self-absorbed shits that are only there for the strokes, and these can usually be ignored. Which really pisses them off so is worth doing on those grounds alone. Consider using a nom de guerre - at least at first. It's an effective way to manage the feeling of threat to one's personal identity. A 'poetry name' is very traditional so I think you are in good company if you choose to use one.
we love your work and i’d attend and clap very loudly had i not have work
I've been craving broccoli for days since having a delicious yet extremely simple stir-fry of it at my aunties. Just broccoli, oil, garlif and mushroom seasoning at the end (all of which I now have).
She has a magic touch with cooking - and a much hotter burner - but I watched her make it from start to finish so I really think I could replicate something similar... broccolibroccolibroccoli I'm gonna eat a whole head of it tonight 😋
the boys have settled down for the night already , they have clean soft blankies and the heater is on 🐈⬛🐈⬛
I’m pretty sure cat ~~adopted~~ enslaved me
I tell people I have a recycled dog.
I used to say we had a 2nd hand cat
It's frustrating when you know exactly how your voice should sound, and you can't quite get it right. Especially when you know you've done it before.
It's been so long since I've taken singing somewhat seriously. It's a lot of fun!
Just have to be patient I guess.
Can I please add pre-owned and thrifting to the list of shit words.
It's used or second hand and it's shopping for cheap things, typically used.
Pre-owned and pre-loved can both get in the bin. Second hand is definitely my preferred term, which I also use for pets. I really think "rescued" should only be used if you actually did more than walk in to a shelter and hand over cash.
"Thrifting" is mostly just an annoying Americanism that has no place in Australia. I will accept op-shopping as an alternative. Shopping for cheap things makes me think more Reject Shop than second-hand.
gonna go home and tell me kelpie he is second hand. I like adopted, just cause I get a lot of questions about the lack of a family resemblance. Seriously, I look nothing like a working dog.
I didn't rescue my cat or my old dog; they were rescued by other people. I just adopted them.
I mean, I don't mind the term "rescue cat" but I'd avoid it personally, as I had no hand in their rescue.
I don't like the term "bought" when referring to a pet adoption, as I feel that it is too close to possession and property (and while that is the case when it comes to the law, from a personal view animals are sentient and "buying" them I feel reduces their autonomy - again just personal preference, I don't care if other people say they bought their pet). My pets have all been integrals parts of my family units, and therefore I prefer "adoption".
Adopted… kidnapped… shanghaied… joined the crew… enlisted… became a ward/charge… got distributed (ie. Cat Distribution System )… live in companion working for board 😂
Totes agree on the rescue pets. Both my guys were rescued by other people, Bill rescued from the streets and Ted from a neglectful cat farm, and then I bought them.
I like op-shopping. I think thrifting was coined because Americans are very class and money conscious. Here op shops are traditionally about supporting your community and there is no shame in that.
I am trying to order eggs online and their system has decided I am not human. If I was a robot what would I do with eggs? Surely ordering eggs is itself an indication I am human, being able to identify animals sitting down seems a bit superfluous. And in any case as long as I pay for the eggs should it matter? Why can't robots have eggs if they want them? Seems clear discrimination to me.
Stew turned out to be decent. But TBH (and no offense here) I regret listening to ya'll cause whilst edible it turned out nothing like what I wanted.
My annoying cold seems to have turned into pneumonia. I've had very little sleep over the last two nights, just coughing and when I do manage to nod off, waking up soon after in a sea of mucus. Off to the doctor this morning.
Payroll just went off their shits at something that turned out I didn't do anything wrong but they misunderstood something and it turned out another person missed another thing but that wasn't me but is somehow still my fault and I just....wat.
reading her emails was like having a random chicken fly into my face out of nowhere and explode.
I legit did not even realise it was the first. Nor I even realise it was the GF on the weekend.
I have been under a rock.
Hand curated. 🙄🙄🙄
Unless you're a curate or it's an art show or museum exhibition you aint curating shit.
Made it down the bellarine to check on the chillos. Asked the p's over the w/e to water them as it'd been over a week.. said they didn't need to they're fine. Got down and sure enough they certainly did need a drink. Dry as a chip.
Glad they all made it. Currently tucked in under the led disco light. A lot are getting their 2nd true leaves :)
Should start speeding up soon. This part is slowww.
Looks like my work team is going to have some big changes coming up. All good news - just people having good life changes and bigger and better things. But did they all need to confide in me today? Separately and quietly?! Walking around not saying anything but feeling sad but happy but also stressed about workload and next things.
I was in bed by nine last night, and I still feel like more sleep would be nice