The TMI Files. The Beast of Bogan.Okay, nothing really to say here - just exposing my status as a technoramus (sp?).
I got to dress up last week, head into town and met Darlene and TimT at a bit of a love-fest for the Posse (a group of filmmaking fanatics I've done some work with this year). A few short films were shown, convivial company was available and a good time was had by most.
Poor Tim went out to grab a bite to eat with his brother (Lachlan) and the bouncer took an extreme dislike to him. He couldn't get back into Revolver, so Lachlan had to come say goodbye to Darlene and myself.
Good to see the door bitches are the same whatever gender. And this in a place with no cover charge!
But I digress.
As per a request, I got a picture snapped of me dressed to go out. Unfortunately, the flannies are in the drikes, and the moccies are being used as beds for Magilla's "weeny babies."
So, I dragged something out of the closet, draped myself over the Death Beast, and came up with....
(Actually I just wanted to put the photo of Emma Bargo to rest. I've not been able to find a lot of her on the net, so will have to save that up for later. She deserves much better treatment. Just not tonight. I've got a drink to finish. Also, since I'm not real flash at posting photos in the profile thingy, I've got to put it up here then link. Tragic, but true.)