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I took these photos with my Lumix camera. It has a Leica lens. Laika was the first dog in space. Dogs In Space is an Australian film made in 1986. My friend Fiona played Barbara the Socialist. Now my friend Miss Simons lives two doors from the house where Dogs In Space was shot in Melbourne. I just sold the Dogs In Space R-rated soundtrack LP on eBay for $26.
Labels
- Adelaide
- aeroplanes
- America
- amphibians
- arse
- art
- art lovers
- Australia
- Autumn
- avifauna
- Barcelona
- bats
- Bavaria
- Berlin
- birthdays
- blogging buddies
- books
- bridges
- Brisbane
- buildings
- camerabag
- cemetery
- climbing
- cranes
- Dad
- dog
- fauna
- fire
- flora
- food
- Germany
- get nude
- Hamburg
- horses
- LA
- lepidoptera
- Melbourne
- men in uniform
- my life
- neighbourhood
- New York
- opera
- out my window
- Paris
- photo friday
- pirates
- poetry
- politix
- Queensland
- reptiles
- seasons
- sky
- Spain
- Spring
- Sydney
- Tasmania
- theatre
- Townsville
- toys
- travel
- trees
- utter silliness
- Victoria
- water
- Winter
- women in uniform
- writing
- Xmas
go and see
- A View From The Battlements
- buzzardbilly, appalachian being
- C.rag and her Lusts
- Cake Wrecks
- Etta Modern
- Mutterings of a Mad Bookseller
- Old Fish and Lemonade
- PhoebeFay
- Radioactive Jam
- Rocketboom
- Sara Says ... beer is not food (except on saturdays)
- skittering thoughts
- Tetherd Cow Ahead
- The Joey Polanski Show
- Tongue in check
- Why he has high blood pressure
10 comments:
So there really is a first time for everything.
The only thing better than one Sacred bird is two.
Now THATs what I call PARADISE.
Evry piece o wood gots a bird sittin on it.
mike: Yes. Now if only we could remember it.
chickie: I love these dirty ragamuffin birds. They dip those wonderful bills into garbage bins, and throw everything out, on the scrounge.
joey: joey, joey. joey, joey, joey. joey.
Smut.
You can't spell 'unmates' without 'smut'
I see too much Alfred Hitchcock in this. I'm scared.
I heard the squawk of evil bird
And suddenly my vision blurred.
For when I looked up to the sky
That goddamn bird crapped in my eye.
A mockingbird & his companion,
Lookin down into a canyon,
Did chirp, then peep, then squawk, then quack,
But jus th first three sounds came back.
Malach: I'd be a Hitchcock Blonde if I wasn't a redhead.
Atlas: Guano with you.
Joey: That, my friend, is a thing of beauty.
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