The Adventure Continues...

Rants, raves and random observations from an itinerant epidemiologist.

100 in 1000
  1. Spend a week up a mountain learning to ski
  2. Visit Karoline's place in Moravia
  3. Hold a conversation in Czech (only)
  4. Drink 500ml of each of the following beers:
    1. Pilsner
    2. Staroprammen
    3. Budvar
    4. Velke Popovice
    5. U Fleku
    6. Gambrinus
    7. Krusovice
  5. Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are also acceptable)
  6. Travel across the Atlantic
  7. Return to South America
  8. Read a book to, or with, an impressionably aged child
  9. Participate in one NanoWriMo Challenge and come within at least 10,000 words of the goal length
  10. Have my nose pierced
  11. Have my next tattoo drawn
  12. Purchase the perfect jeans (x 2 pairs)
  13. Attend a spin class 3 times a week for 8 consecutive weeks
  14. Bake Viv's cheesecake
  15. Make David's casserole
  16. Make David's Chicken Cashew-nut Stirfry
  17. Invite 4 people who don't know one another too well to dinner
  18. Ride from Vienna to Venice on a motorbike (pillion acceptable, those less desirable)
  19. Attend a book group for at least two books
  20. Go on a choir weekend (learn and perform difficult piece in two/three days)
  21. Visit Madame Tussaud's (in London)
  22. Take an architecture appreciation course
  23. Join an all-girl group and sing a solo
  24. Publish in a scientific journal (top two authors)
  25. Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'.
  26. Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary Practise
  27. Have a pedicure
  28. Maintain a Brazilian (ouch) for three months.
  29. Find a trustworthy Czech hairdresser
  30. Treat my inner-6-year-old twice a week (at least)
  31. Do the liver-cleansing diet properly (12 weeks)
  32. Don't eat out for one month
  33. Find a flat and flatmate
  34. Purchase one Joseph sweater
  35. Purchase one of the following pairs of designer shoes (they MUST also be COMFORTABLE, and be able to be worn with 4 different outfits and 2 types of occasion): Jimmy Choos, Manolo Blahniks, Christian Louboutin (Ebay or 2nd hand are acceptable)
  36. Send 5 books to the booksphere and track them.
  37. Go hanggliding
  38. Read 10 'classic' books (from 1001 Books to Read before you Die)
    1. Moll Flanders
    2. Everything is illuminated
    3. Madam Bovary
    4. Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance
    5. Catch-22
    6. Odysseus
    7. On the Road
  1. Run (non-stop!) for 5kms outside (preferably in a street race thingy)
  2. Send Christmas Cards on time
  3. Make a collage/mural out of street lights on my wall
  4. Buy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in it
  5. Go to Africa
  6. Host an 'event' (classified as and when)
  7. Organise a 30th Birthday Party
  8. Wear a costume
  9. Sing on stage
  10. Buy a painting that evokes memories of Prague (cannot involve queues!)
  11. Learn a god-damned card game that stays in my memory (other than fish/snap)
  12. See sunrise. Be sober. Have woken for it. Excludes months Nov-Mar
  13. Take a walk and flip coins at each intersection
  14. Win something
  15. Draft a will
  16. Take a roadtrip
  17. Go to Italy already
  18. Sea Kayak around Abel Tasman Park (NZ)
  19. Get plants
  20. Take a train to another Eastern European Destination (accession countries are acceptable) alone preferably.
  21. Get UK to give me a provisional motorcyclists license and simultaneously get a 'card' license.
  22. Go SCUBA diving again - at least two dives lasting 30mins each.
  23. Go to a dentist. *sigh*
  24. Do a Czech Wine Trail. And live to tell the tale
  25. Make an 'outbreak emergency kit'.
  26. Go to bed prior to 11pm every night (inc weekends) for four consecutive weeks.
  27. Marvel over lack of tiredness
  28. Dine at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant (or Nobu)- preferably for free.
  29. Bet on the nags
  30. Do something for charity (applying and getting a 'red card' will count)
  31. Walk along the Champs Elysee
  32. Do 100 sit ups in a row
  33. Do 50 pressups (arms in tight)
  34. Make branston pickle (or nearest substitute)
  35. Cook something 'new' and 'adventurous' at least once a month
  36. Find a mentor
  37. Be a mentor
  38. Learn what mentoring is all about
  39. Meet an online person in real life
  40. Resist the flirt. Once. Just one night. It's okay if people don't immediately succumb to my natural charm. Really it is.
  41. Spend time at a spa (spa towns in the CR don't count)
  42. Send a care package to someone
  43. Get a Tata Bojs CD
  45. Order new contact lenses.
  46. Make a list of things I take with me when I pack for different occasions
  47. Eat lobster. Prepared by someone else.
  48. Back up the blog
  49. Put everything onto an external hard drive
  50. Find a DDR mat and console and 'dance, I say dance!'�
  51. Go to the beach and lie on the warm sand. For an hour. (with sunscreen on, natch)
  52. Take and complete a course in either: Tango, Salsa or Flamenco
  53. Join the Municipal Library of Prague
  54. Move to another country
  55. Go to a live concert of a band I actually like
  56. Pay off debts (student loan excl.)
  57. Send thank you cards for every gift I receive (other than the gift of happiness, blah blah blah).
  58. Get an agent (literary or theatre)
  59. Go to a sports bar without cringing, by personal choice
  60. Ride a rollercoaster
  61. Hold a snake
  62. Spend a day wandering around a museum (not art gallery!)
"- whiskers on kittens; - "
Wednesday, 14 June 2006
10 'darling reader' points for the first person to post a comment with the next line.

5 for the 9th.

In other news: Nomes has finally recalled what her favouritest (that's THE most favouritest of all) short story is. The Nightingale and the Rose, by Oscar Wilde. For your reference, white will be fine. Unlikely though it may be, should you choose to shower Nomes with roses - she'll gladly accept those without colour.

Note: Edward the Conqueror, by Roald Dahl (which must be still under copyright as I can’t find a copy of it anywhere other than my irl bookshelf) is another favourite, but not favouritest. Apologies to Javert (if he’s still reading this)!

A self examination (tools: a mirror, my mini-maglite and the word 'ahhh' in the chord of Gb minor) conducted this morning has revealed swollen and raw-looking tonsils. *sigh* One hopes that they do their job, and the lemsip stock pile doesn’t run out.

I miss road trips. Craig has (amazingly) offered me the use of one of his cars to get to Berlin and back at the end of the month (provided I pass his ‘competency test’). This has made me hark back to my days tripping (in a non-substance-abuse manner) around the north island.

Sure, they were only 6-8 hour road trips, but that was all I had the voice for anyways.

See, on a car journey, I don't need to get out and walk about as often as did the ex, but I DO need to crank the speakers to VERY LOUD and have a good selection of 'music to sing by' on the pod/cd's/tapedeck.

And it was thus I mislearnt the lyrics to many songs. You'll know which ones they are when I go (all of a sudden) quiet when singing. Or ask a question. Anything to divert listeners from hearing my mislyrics. The only one who's allowed to hear them is Nine (do you mean Tricky wasn’t singing about Monopoly being the top of his list in Massive Attack’s Karmacoma?)

I really miss those moments when I'm in a bubble, all by myself, singing at the top of my lungs, with the window down getting my arm sunburnt, feeling the warmth of the sun through glass, scrabbling around with my left hand for the pump bottle that’s “here somewhere”. One of my best ever road trips was in Brown Bess (like this one and colour me mortified!! to see my car on a ‘classic cars’ website!) on the return from a Christmas/NY in the UK (1996/7). I picked it up from Annika’s place in Auckland, stuck Eddie Izzard’s Definite Article on the tape deck, grabbed two packs of Marlboro Lights and three cans of Jolt and drove to Palmerston North in one go.

I won’t divulge details of the following days, but it involved sleeping in my room with the light on and all the windows open, my bed in the middle of the room, piled with all the junk that hadn’t been stolen (but had been gathered) a fridge that contained only containers of film *reminisce* and a phone who’s peculiar beep translated to “flatmates neglected to pay huge bill before they departed”.

I wonder where I can stumble across a '49 Buick Convertible with the fuel consumption of a Smart Car...?*

When you 'gizzogle' my last blog entry, it comes up with: "Dad'll be say'n bustin' like "Nomes, I am yo pusha." *snigger*

*alternatively, if someone fancies sponsoring me this puppy, I'll gladly drive it around on your behalf. It's true, my thoughtfulness has NO limits!
posted by Nomes @ Wednesday, June 14, 2006  
  • At 2:45 am, June 15, 2006, Blogger Mums said…

    Hi GNomes,
    I started singing it the moment I saw your opener, and with the correct words too - since I've been singing it since I was in Primary School, where I had to perform a solo at Speech Day. But just in case I checked up the libretto (doesn't everyone have this) and confirmed that the following words are "Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens", then it oes on to brown paper packages etc. So, does that earn me 10 points?? Aw shucks, you REALLY shouldn't have bothered. You might have known I'd know the words tot he whole thing - I remamber seeing a production of the S of M on stage in 1968 or so, and it's followed me around all my life - culminating with you playing a nun (ha, talk about miscasting...)
    I'm not surprised Brown Bess is a classic. She was a lovely ol' thing, and perfect for your first car, even if she was bigger than you first 'r' in Uni. And I remember your return to Glasgow Street as well. And you returning to no Lexi. That's when you got Monica, who is still alive and living with Kate in NP. Years and years ago..... I feel another song coming on, only tis the wrong season.
    Gotogo. I'm doing the taxes - yuk. Thank goodness I just have to get all the stuff together and hand it over to the accountant. I should hate to have to actually do it myself!
    Incidentally my new mobile plugs into the computer so I can update willy-nilly.
    Love you heaps, Mums
    PS. Rowls is back on line at last.

  • At 3:00 am, June 15, 2006, Blogger Mums said…

    Ha! You've always hankered after a Dodge Viper, preferably a little larger than the toy one Colin? gave you in Doha. Hopefully I'm going to bring my mx5 over after Christmas - I miss it, though there's really nowhere to blast to. All the (1) roads are speed controlled. Mind you, being so close to the ground you can't go at high speeds cos the condition of the roads means you'd really be flying, but without any means of support - not pretty when you land.

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