nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Stars (lights on a string))
Firstly, for the gamers out there: RPG Now is offering a bundle of games here, the proceeds of which are to go to the New Zealand Red Cross Earthquake relief fund.

Secondly, Wellingtonians: if you do baking at the weekend and bring it to Civic Square between (I think) 7am and 9am on Monday morning, they will truck it to Christchurch for the people there. I understand that it should be packed into ice cream containers and labelled. No links, I'm afraid, but I'll forward the email I have at work home and make sure all the information is correct. My main concern is finding a spare ice cream container or two...

In other news, I started German classes on Tuesday night in preparation for going overseas next year. Very organised of me, I know. And tonight I made the most awesome dairy-free molasses cookies and the recipe can be found here. Only difference is that I used treacle instead of molasses. They will be made again.

EDIT: Baking link is here.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Girl with red hair)
Have heard from my mother and both my cousin and his wife in Christchurch are both okay. Have also heard from [livejournal.com profile] thesane and both she and her husband are okay.

We knew by COB today that all the Christchurch staff from my firm are alive. Some of them had to be evacuated from the CBD office building after the stairwell got blocked, which is far better than the initial report of the stairs collapsing. One of the partners was at the City Council building and left sans cellphone, wallet or ID—which is causing its own set of problems.

I should possibly note that my current definitiion of 'okay' is alive and as far as I know, not injured/badly injured.

Just, Jesus Christ. The recovery wasn't over from the last one!
nishatalitha: image: girl doing a cartwheel on a bench.  ferns in foreground that look like koru (Cartwheel)
Link to the Stuff article here. How cool is that? They were buried in 1886 when Mt Tarawera erupted, whic coincidentally, is the year one of my great-great grandmothers was born.

Just imagine what they'd look like with the silt gone, even underwater.

I don't want disaster tourism, I want the time travel to go back and see what things looked like in their heyday. Quite happy just to look, but I want to see things at their best.
nishatalitha: image: girl doing a cartwheel on a bench.  ferns in foreground that look like koru (Cartwheel)
I accidentally stood up the person I was supposed to meet for lunch (cellphone was dead, wasn't in my calendar and I forgot) and went to the library instead.

Along with others, I got out The Bone Tiki by David Hair, which is a new young adult New Zealand fantasy novel. It's very New Zealand; so much so that I'm not sure how well people who don't know the country will follow it. So much of what happens in the book assumes an inherent cultural knowledge - it's not something I'm really capable of judging. Although things are explained, they're explained to the level of a local reader. One thing I really liked about it was that Maori words were not in italics to indicate a foreign language, but in the same text as the rest of the book to show their everydayness.

I have to admit, one of the things I enjoyed about this book was the trip through the New Zealand countryside from Napier to Taupo, along the Waikato River through Hamilton, to Auckland and eventually to Kaitaia, where the Tasman Sea meets the Pacific Ocean. I grew up in Hamilton and did some study on the Land wars, so the countryside, both now and parallel is familiar. It tries to deal with the intermingling of Maori and European (Pakeha is not a word I use to describe myself), but ends up being far more about good vs evil. However, the theme of joining together, working together as Maori and European, both of New Zealand is very strong, symbolised most obviously by a koru-and-celtic-knot pendant. Concerns of the country brought down to family size, if that makes sense.

There is a clever take on the all-stories-are-true concept and I quote: ...every land has a shadow twin. The real land is where the people live and die - but the shadow land is where all the things those people believed and remembed still exist. This is mostly set in New Zealand Aotearoa's shadow land, and people can move between the two. Plus there is an awesome haka. And, you know, Maori myth and legend, nineteenth century settlers, evil tohunga, good tohunga, warriors and vagabonds - all you would expect, really.

This is a first novel, but it is a good, fun first novel (I really wish publishers would stop saying books are first novels as it really puts me off). The Bone Tiki is engaging - it kept me occupied waiting for the bus, on the bus and after I got home and had to finish it - with interesting concepts and I look forward to seeing what the author can do with future works. I'll certainly be keeping an eye out for future works of his. I will probably even buy them. I will certainly reread this one; probably tomorrow.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (H2G2 - Penguin)
ANZAC Day is next Saturday and the Returned Services Association have made it possible with this website to donate earlier than the Friday before and download stuff in exchange for your donation - a red poppy for your mobile phone, for example. There's also an electronic Wall of Rememberence.

I'm still going to get a red poppy to wear.

Pretty much ready for the relatives to arrive. I decided that I would arrive at the airport ten minutes after the flight gets in, rather than be there an hour early. Who knows, their flight might be late.

I'm trying to walk to work on a regular basis. Sometimes I remember to take my camera and use it. Below is sunrise over Wellington on Wednesday. Today's wasn't nearly as pretty.

nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Honour and reputation 2 (Vorkosigan))
So Helen Clark is gone from Parliament. She's been there for 27 years: more than my entire life, and for almost my entire voting life she's been Prime Minister. She's off to be the Administrator of the United Nations Development Programme and I wish her all the best for it.

The descriptions which come up when talking about her tend to be words integrity; hard-working; determined; respect; I would add honourable.

I am proud that she lead my country for so long.

I would have liked to have heard her final speech in the House. The full text of it is here.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (The Hell? (LoTR))
Oh, New Zealand election coverage. Politicans Got Talent. If the US election was this funny, Ladyhawke would have held less of my attention.

This is awesome.
nishatalitha: slightly crumpled white sheets, small text= "sleep now" (Sleep now)
Went to Kapiti Island today with C. and it was lots of fun. We saw many birds, did much exercise, and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I highly recommend it.

I'm kinda dead now and bed sounds like a really good idea.
nishatalitha: image: lots of ladybirds crawling up fencepost.  white rope is wrapped twice around top of fencepost (Nightchild)
Just watched the DNZ episode on the Rainbow Warrior, twenty years on. I find it interesting that it screened about the time that National is saying that they would be prepared to discuss our nuclear-free stance in a referendum, when none of the other parties are, in order to further dialogue and relationship with the USA. Didn't learn much new from it, save for some stuff about the yacht that transported the explosives into the country. Learned more from David McTaggert's autobiography, which I have a copy of if anyone wants to borrow it. I have a mild interest in conservation, by which I mean specific birds and places in NZ and the occasional forray into Greenpeace.

The news began with that crazy Maori lady in Gisborne, who has proclaimed herself prime minister and has set Maori police - excuse me, Maori Security Forces, or something like that, to collect rent owing from the beginning of June 2005 from local moteliers. She attempted to sound very gracious about not collecting back rent from earlier.

Understandably, the local iwi are distancing themselves from her (they haven't been introduced to the truth or the true cause) and the Mayor (he's just a Chinaman) disagrees with her position. I don't like seeing racism. And I was disgusted and upset enough after listening to her for a couple of minutes to switch off the TV and leave the room. She sounded worse than Winston Peters (less practiced, perhaps), only anti-everyone but Maori, and even anti some of them.

Such a contrast to a song played at church on Sunday - Dave Dobbyn's Welcome Home. The music video was played as well, and dammit, that's the image of New Zealand I want to have and keep and work towards, one where we are glad we're a multicultural society, we're a place that welcomes people from around the world and makes them our own, people to be proud of! Not some bitch from the East coast seeking media attention in the most disgusting destructive manner possible!

I can't believe someone would come out and do that, act like that, now, after everything that's been done!

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