I’ve heard good things about the Brisbane Etsy sellers and hope they ring true today.

A fan of supporting emerging designers (and nabbing original stuff no one else had got), I was SO disappointed with the utterly crappy Young Designers’ Market at Southbank, on every three months. It was pathetic, nothing worth going to.

So anyway, bring on Etsy! A follow up report will be forthcoming.

Can this guy get any more superhero? As if he wasn’t already awesome enough, he can now add ninja fly exterminator to his ridiculously long list of talents.

I heart Barack.

Um, excuse me, but you are a bare-faced liar if you reckon you don’t love a stickybeak into the lives - and personal spaces - of others.

Even I… EVEN I… have succumbed to the stickybeaking allure of gossip trashmags.

But this is way more sophistimicated than that.

This is classy snooping. Legitimate. High brow. Ar-tay.

Self-described, “the selby features photographs, paintings and videos by todd selby of interesting people and their creative spaces”.

Well worth a look.

The photos, from Boston Globe, are incredible. So powerful.

After seeing every single image a colleague and I entered into a powerful, emotional, complex and fascinating discussion about what’s going on there in Iran, and what role western nations have to play… if any.

I wish western nations would be honest about why they intervene, when indeed they do. Call me a cynic, but to claim you’re intervening for human rights reasons when the real motivating factor is about your nation state’s gain in that region (economic or otherwise) is too dishonest and insulting for me to bear.

No, I’m not talking about THAT kind of exercise (pity)… I’m referring to do hot yoga, which I’m heading to shortly.

Went once in Melbourne and h-a-t-e-d it.

So why again? Why now, when I should be as much wiser as I am older?

Because I’m desperate. I’ve become a flubberchump and figure that 40 degree Celsius exercise is worth chancing again. At least I’ll lose a kilo in sweat alone, right?

Being one of those people who struggles with too much choice, I almost stumbled at the first tumblr hurdle - choosing my theme.

No doubt it’ll change soon, and plenty more time after that, especially as I start to clock other people’s flashy pages.

In line with sorting out all the crap that has been gathering dust on my desk, I’m road-testing tumblr. Will it fill a void that twitter, facebook, flickr, youtube and daily work don’t?

Meanwhile, I’m distracted. I can’t quite believe that Richmond is embarrassing West Coast. There dwindles my impressive winning streak.