innerviews_sabbie_australia frAnk a girl from brisbane recently started work at our ski school at seven springs. she's involved in some type of work abroad program. her name is libby and i can't help but think of you when i speak to her, being from australia and all. the accent, her manner of speaking, her vocab, the far-off look she gets when she thinks of home. dennis told me about the word "squidgy" and "op" shoppes that you used, so i asked her about them and she laughed and it seemed to establish a connection, you know, those little sparks that get friendships started. to which, i'm grateful to you. what other things can you think of that i can mention to her about australia that will make her feel a bit of home? 020114 ... sabbie agent sabbie reporting for duty sir... now, i thought about the lameass aus things like vegemite and uluru but i decided if you want that kinda stuff i'll bet its anywhere you can see. if i wanted to hear about new york i wouldnt want you to tell me about the statue of liberty. so i asked a friend whose sisters live in brissie and she came back with a few things. west end, which is the funky alternative suburb of bris. and the sound of the sea. my friend who lived there once went to melbourne and said how were it was that they had a bay, that you could see both edges. beaches up there jsut stretch on and on... my friend once went to brissie and went out and at 3am was desperate for something to eat. they only place they found open at such a time in the valley was a dingy looking cafe called... fat... damnnit... fat tonys... fat something (ask libby) which looked dodgy but had pizza from heaven, said my friend. i wonder if you are searching for quinttessentially aus things or things that she might be able to experence other places also but are from home? a friend of mine tells me that there are hundreds of goths in brisbane, all dressed up in pancake whiteface makeup, thick coats and pvc all year around, which would not only be scarey in that heat but bloody dangerous i should think. magpies warbling in the early morning. its a weird but beautiful sound. i used to wake up to it when i was little, right outside my bedroom window. or watching a tree that looks like it is covered in white leaves then something happens and a thousand cockies burst out of it like feathered fireworks, screeeeeeching for all they are worth. when me and becclebee were much younger we used to go on holidays in the car. something to keep us entertained on the journey was we would count roadkill. we used to write the tallys on the tissue box from the glovebox. kangaroo (they were pretty numerous), possum, fox, sheep (they were rarer), rabbit, rat, snake, wombat (they were pretty rare too), cats, lizards and ufos (unidentifiable flat objects. they were the most numerous) we once tried counting coke products, but the tissue box got covered too quickly and it was boring so we reverted back to the roadkill game. im not sure that everyone wants to identify with that one though... its inbuilt into aus people to have a fondness for the land, for our battling farmers and things. riding on the sheeps back, all that kind of thing, and i guess we do have a kinda nostalgia for that lifestyle, even though most people i know dont come from that kind of lifestyle. its 'good, honest, hard work' 'getting by, doing without', all that kind of stuff that although most wouldnt actually do it have appreciation and admiration for those who do. i grew up in a big town surrounded by farms, maybe it jsut stems from that. hows that for starters? 020115 ... sabbie manly_ferry_song from_the_lambing_to_the_wool and cos judy_small is amazing, mothers_daughters_wives 020115 ... Annie111 Milo. Tim Tams (oh don't get her started). Currawongs. Ned Kelly. Nappies instead of diapers. The pronunciation of aluminum. Primary school. MS Readathon. The dunny. Redskins. Milk bars. Paddlepops (most of mine are food). Shearers. Trams (a melbourne thing). Hey Hey It's Saturday. AHHH! I want to go home!! 020115 ... sabbie you know annie111, my grandfather was a mason. he used to go once a week to a temple near where he lived and do secret things with lots of other men and my grandmother never knew what they did and he never told her. they did it cos its nice to have secrets, nice to feel you know more than everyone else. instead of giving frank (and anyone else who reads this) little matchboxes with little scenes from austraila in them you have given him 15 jigsaw pieces from 15 different jigsaws puzzels and noone is going to be able to piece together the whole picture from one tiny word. what was the point of that? yes, libby will know about timtams, but what does it mean to anyone else on that ski slope? why would it be an innerview, which is question/s asked to garner a greater understanding of a resident on blather apart from their hair colour, birthday, age, phone number and every other one of those fucking lameass blathers out there, if all he wanted was a one word list of some austrailian things? and youve been around long enough to know about innerveiw ettiquette, so please respect it. 020115 ... mr austrailia do you know yahoo serious? 020115 ... Annie111 Wow. OK then. I totally don't know the definition of 'innerviews' but I guess I do now. You didn't have to be so rude about it. 020115 what's it to you? who go blather from