What a day, with more to come
So, it’s monday night. 1020. Today was pretty big.
On Friday last week I sent out a press release. It was picked up by a few regional papers (Sunday Canberra Times, Daily Telegraph Sydney, Launceston Examiner, and the Border Mail) and a couple of radio outlets. Today I did a radio interview with the local ABC centre, which should go to air tomorrow (Tuesday morning).
The local Townsville Bulletin didn’t run the story, which was kinda surprising, especially considering they usually jump all over local JCU stories. It’s made all the more surprising by the fact that they called on Saturday. We’ll see, maybe they’ll run it tomorrow.
I’ve put a link to the press release on the right sidebar. It deals with climate change and freshwater fish. Tomorrow I’ll be giving a free, one hour public lecture on the topic at the Museum of Tropical Queensland. Should be interesting.
I also got comments back from Brad, my supervisor, on my first results chapter. They were limited (which is really good, it means there isn’t too much work left to do). This comes pretty much straight after the acceptance of a second paper in the journal Ecology, and my first lead-author effort in the New Zealand Journal of Marine and Freshwater Ecology.
Overall, a pretty good run, but much more to come. Hopefully tomorrow will run smoothly and work out well. In the afternoon I’ve got more tutoring (the last of the year), and I might detour via the veledrome, to check out the training, on the way home.
Had a bit of a run in with Jodi today. That was a bit weird. We were chatting away, having not really seen each other for some time. I was complaining about having to tutor all afternoon and she said, “Ah ha, sucked in”. I said, “Well, if we all had daddy to pay our way for us, then we wouldn’t have to tutor”.
I mean, “…if you didn’t have your parents supporting you, what would you do?”. She replied, “I’d live in a shitter place. There’s two of you, you should be fine in that place”. I said, “Right, so I’ll send Zoe down the mines at night, hey?” I was joking, but it seemed serious. I didn’t mean to sound aggressive Jodi, so, sorry. That’s what happens when everyone’s tired, stressed, trying to write up, and generally freaking, snappy Toms 
Hey, can you post some of the crazy Phomn Penn news stories for us?
Karin has a good plan. She wants to finish two chapters in 6 weeks. This is an ambitious plan, but do-able. I’ve decided to adopt it as my plan too. That way, by the end of June, I should only be left with a couple of chapters to go.
Tonight Zoe and I stopped in for a drink at Watermark, the new trendish spot on the Strand. It’s ok. The drinks are expensive, and people are conscious of who’s looking at them. We met up with Andrea, the doctor who did my anasthetic for my first snapped-leg reconstruction operation. Speaking of which, it’s still sore. In case you were wondering. It’s lumpy, and hard, and aching.
More soon…
May 16th, 2006 at 5:57 am
Congratulations with the papers !
May 16th, 2006 at 6:36 am
Good luck with your talk.
May 16th, 2006 at 7:34 am
I’s give a different transcript of the events, but that’s ok. I’ll give you some artistic licence. Everyone is stressed at the moment, including me.
So, I’m heading back to Cambodia for a month in 3 weeks then have about another month in Townsville when I get back before I move there forever (or at least a year in the general Indo-Burma region). It’s with this in mind that I regularly read the Phnom Penh Post police blotter….
Here are some “highlights” from a couple of weeks ago:
MARCH 26: Heng Leap, 24, was sent to Preah Kossamak hospital after he was shot in the face as he argued with a motorbike taxi driver, Kong Sarith, 31, at 5:45am in Teuk Laak commune, Russey Keo district, Phnom Penh. A bystander told police Sarith shot Leap in the face with a K-54 handgun. Police arrested Sarith, who said the argument happened because Leap tried to overtake him.
MARCH 27: Police came to examine the body of Leng Vith, 37, after he was found in the early morning on farmland in Trapaing Kou village, Kampong Cham province. Police said Vith was murdered with a knife while hunting grasshoppers the previous night. Police suspected revenge was the motive because of the savagery of the killing.
MARCH 29: Oeum Arth, 26, was arrested when he tried to escape after killing his wife at 11:30am in Chong Kaosu village, Siem Reap province. Police said the wife, Pheap, 23, who was three months pregnant, was beaten to death when Arth was drunk. Arth told police he killed his wife because she refused to give him money to buy more alcohol.
To read the lates week of events, check out http://www.phnompenhpost.com/TXT/current/stories/police.htm
The irrationality astounds me. At least they’re creative in weapon choice- crossbows, swords….. ick….
May 16th, 2006 at 8:21 am
APRIL 23: Ean Ear, 48, was sent to a provincial hospital for treatment after his son, Ear Ang, 19, chopped both his arms off with a sword during an argument at noon in Prey Chas village, Siem Reap province. Police said Ear was also struck once on the shoulder. Ang was arrested by police and said he was angry because his father struck him on the head with the handle of a hoe.
May 16th, 2006 at 8:43 am
you can also die of ‘dizziness’ in cambodia….
May 16th, 2006 at 8:45 am
well, if someone chops off one of your legs, and you walk around in circles, you could get dizzy and die!
May 16th, 2006 at 11:29 am
Don’t worry bro, your not the only one with something thats “lumpy, and hard, and aching”!!!!
Come…….on…….!!!
Good shit with the academic recognition.
May 16th, 2006 at 7:27 pm
Tom. Send Mark Inglis a Dominators singlet, he deserves it!!
http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200605/s1629958.htm
May 16th, 2006 at 8:38 pm
Heaps of domiantors here:
http://www.explorersweb.com/index.html
May 16th, 2006 at 8:49 pm
Here’s a joke for the xmas bon-bons,
so there were these two strawberries in the bathtub.
the one strawberry looks at the other and says, “hey, can you pass me the soap.” and the other strawberrry looks back and him and says, “does it look like i have fucking arms?!”
May 16th, 2006 at 8:51 pm
So there’s this French guy. Name’s Pierre. And he’s a fighter pilot.
So one day, he’s making out with his woman on the banks of the Seine and she says, “oh pierre, kiss me.” He kisses her on the lips, pulls out a bottle of red wine, and says, “I am Pierre ze French Fighter Pilot, and when I eat red meat I like to drink red wine!.”
She then says, “Oh Pierre, kiss me lower!” So he moves on down to her breasts, pulls out a bottle of white wine, and says, “I am Pierre ze French Fighter Pilot, and when I eat white meat I like to drink white wine!.”
She finally says, “Oh Pierre, lower!” So he goes down on her, but pulls out a bottle of cognac, pours it on her bush, and lights it on fire. As the smoke rises from her pubic hair, she screams, “Oh Pierre, why, why?!” He replies: “I am Pierre ze French Fighter Pilot, and when I go down, I like to go down IN FLAMES!!”
May 17th, 2006 at 1:36 pm
Ahhh! That’s my problem! I need some “lightweight carbon fibre climbing legs”! Dominant.
And…
A horse walks into a bar. The barman says “why the long face?”.
A sandwhich walks into a bar. The barman says “sorry, we don’t serve food.”
A baby seal walks into a bar and sits down. “What can I get you?” asked the bartender. “Anything but a Canadian Club”.
A man walks into a bar with a roll of tarmac under his arm and says: “Pint please, and one for the road.”
A pony walks into a bar and says “Bartender, may I have a drink?” bartender says “What? I can’t hear you. Speak up!” Pony “May I please have a drink?” Bar. “What? You have to speak up!” Pony “Could I please have a drink?” Bar. “Now listen, if you don’t speak up I will not serve you.” Pony “I’m sorry, I’m just a little hoarse.”
May 17th, 2006 at 4:00 pm
World’s shortest joke.
A 3 year old boy is being bathed by his mother.
He points to his testicles and says “Mummy, are those my brains?”
Mother, “Not yet”.