<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770</id><updated>2011-11-24T08:11:10.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cotard's syndrome</title><subtitle type='html'>People with Cotard's Syndrome believe that they do not exist... how cool is that?

Some Cotard's sufferers believe that they are missing major body parts such as their brain or heart... I'm not making this shit up!

It's common for Cotard's sufferers to test their own mortality by repeatedly attempting suicide... Now that's one hell of a syndrome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>358</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-116075916420749990</id><published>2006-10-14T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:25:42.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can remember...</title><summary type='text'>A clever person once said "if you can remember the sixties, you weren't really there".As someone whose formative years were in the - much less fashionable - eighties, I've often wondered what our equivalent saying might be.I've come up with a few alternatives:"If you can remember the eighties, I'm sorry""If you can remember the eighties, that's unfortunate"    "If you can remember the eighties, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/116075916420749990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=116075916420749990' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/116075916420749990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/116075916420749990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-can-remember.html' title='If you can remember...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115908220323824612</id><published>2006-09-24T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:16:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classy</title><summary type='text'>"Hate me in the morning, right now I just need your couch"Apparently what I said to my pregnant friend when I woke her up at three o'clock this morning.It was a big day...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115908220323824612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115908220323824612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115908220323824612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115908220323824612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/09/classy.html' title='Classy'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115764590101738471</id><published>2006-09-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:18:21.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it...</title><summary type='text'>Just when I thought I was "dog's gift" to women (or however that saying goes), my romantic life re-implodes... bringing it back to a more familiar and comfortable status.The thing that I don't get is that "it's got nothing to do with you" (meaning me), but "I've just got some stuff going on at the moment"."Stuff" is my word!You're not allowed to have "stuff" going on!You can have issues, you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115764590101738471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115764590101738471' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115764590101738471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115764590101738471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115678397178204577</id><published>2006-08-29T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:52:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'To do' lists suck</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I didn't get around to doing all of the posts on my 'to do' list. I still might have a crack at the haka one, I think I had some good stuff to say about it.In the meantime here are some gratuitous pet pics.All taken today at the Dog Beach in South Freo.The picture quality sucks 'cause they were taken on my phone. The quality of the day on the other hand was outstanding. It's hard to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115678397178204577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115678397178204577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115678397178204577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115678397178204577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-do-lists-suck.html' title='&apos;To do&apos; lists suck'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115465581113886710</id><published>2006-08-04T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T09:43:31.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do...</title><summary type='text'>Work has been mental lately, so blogging has suffered.It's not that there haven't been things that I've wanted to write about... it's just finding the spare twenty minutes or so to do it.So consider this a 'things to do list'.The 5 posts that I will attempt to 'bang out' over the next couple of days:1) The post about the unexpected (but very welcome) increase in activity in my romantic life. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115465581113886710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115465581113886710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115465581113886710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115465581113886710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-to-do.html' title='Things to do...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115372360519838142</id><published>2006-07-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T14:52:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the weekend go?</title><summary type='text'>I lost a few hours on the weekend courtesy of this post from Jessie from 'across the ditch'.I'm a sucker for anything that involves music and my (admittedly anal) tendencies for lists, categories, comparisons, collections and the like. As a result I've spent the better part of my weekend at last.fm.It takes note of what you listen to and makes all sorts of wonderful lists and recommendations, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115372360519838142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115372360519838142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115372360519838142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115372360519838142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-did-weekend-go.html' title='Where did the weekend go?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115327512921298864</id><published>2006-07-19T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T15:47:30.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><summary type='text'> We're racist, we're sexist, we're homophobic      No, these aren't the ravings of a neo-nazi-styled-lynch-mob. They are in fact the chantings of our very own Young Liberals.Check out the footage if you find it hard to believe.These fucktards can only remember one Prime Minister.They have grown up under John Howard.The same John Howard who continues to govern in an over-paternalistic manner.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115327512921298864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115327512921298864' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115327512921298864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115327512921298864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115283739963200181</id><published>2006-07-14T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T09:57:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How immature</title><summary type='text'>A brief exchange at work last night:Co-worker: I think I might suffer from immature ejaculation.Me: Ummm... don't you mean premature ejaculation?Co-worker: No. When I blow my load I giggle and squeal like a teenage girl.I guess I walked straight into that one...Listening to: Thom Yorke - The Eraser</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115283739963200181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115283739963200181' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115283739963200181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115283739963200181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-immature.html' title='How immature'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115271762448428251</id><published>2006-07-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:09:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Syd</title><summary type='text'>I know a mouse and he hasn't got a houseI don't know why I call him GeraldHe's getting rather old but he's a good mouse                                                       - Syd Barrett (from Bike)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115271762448428251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115271762448428251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115271762448428251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115271762448428251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/rip-syd.html' title='RIP Syd'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115259682654484870</id><published>2006-07-11T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:11:13.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...pants on fire</title><summary type='text'>So Johnny's been: telling porkies / breaking promises / reneging on deals.It's front page news.Why?It's not like he hasn't done this sort of thing before.I'm with Rex on this one; 'The Smirk' has got to find the nads to call him on it.The sad part is that Beazley will be incapable of gaining any political mileage out of this episode at all.Gillard, on the other hand, would have a field day with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115259682654484870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115259682654484870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115259682654484870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115259682654484870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/pants-on-fire.html' title='...pants on fire'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115246015708730375</id><published>2006-07-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:11:53.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><summary type='text'>The return of the bulleted post:   You can buy vanilla essence, why can't you buy bacon essence? Bacon is the best flavour known to man (well - this man anyway), I'm sure I'd find uses for it.     How come 'freshly cooked toast' scented insence sticks haven't been invented? Is there a more homely, comforting aroma? I think not. Sandalwood schmandalwood, give me toast!     I want a t-shirt that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115246015708730375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115246015708730375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115246015708730375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115246015708730375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115225108300108746</id><published>2006-07-07T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:12:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets-ploitation</title><summary type='text'>When I'm bored I get PeeDee to do his Snoopy impersonation.He has no idea why, but he knows I enjoy it...Listening to: José González - Veneer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115225108300108746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115225108300108746' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115225108300108746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115225108300108746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/07/pets-ploitation.html' title='Pets-ploitation'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115160420578382883</id><published>2006-06-30T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:13:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whine of the week</title><summary type='text'>When did 'sweet chilli' become the default chilli sauce?Did I miss the memo?When I ask for chilli sauce I expect something with a bit of 'heat' in it. Instead I get some sweet stuff that apparently makes any meal a 'Thai' meal.I shouldn't have to say "not sweet chilli" when I ask for chilli sauce on my burger, pizza, kebab etc.It annoys me no end.Am I alone here?Listening to: Pink Floyd - Relics</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115160420578382883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115160420578382883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115160420578382883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115160420578382883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/whine-of-week.html' title='Whine of the week'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115137707918588838</id><published>2006-06-27T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:13:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy review</title><summary type='text'>So tired.Working nights and watching football 'til sunrise makes for a zombie-like Cotard.Bad news for Australia last night, they're out of the World Cup.Good news for Italy though.In Fabio Grosso, they have uncovered a man with the sort talent not seen since the days of Klaus Dibiasi.Listening to: JJJ - Mel in the Morning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115137707918588838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115137707918588838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115137707918588838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115137707918588838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleepy-review.html' title='Sleepy review'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115114182483676264</id><published>2006-06-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:15:11.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you stop and think</title><summary type='text'>For quite a while now, I've been using Bloglines to keep track of my favourite blogs, news stories, sports stories etc. It's such a time saver.One of the features of Bloglines is the 'Quotes of the Day' section. While I don't check it everyday, I do on the odd occasion. Every now and then I see a quote that makes me stop and think.Today was one of those days:"We don't know one millionth of one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115114182483676264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115114182483676264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115114182483676264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115114182483676264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-that-make-you-stop-and-think.html' title='Things that make you stop and think'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115108801869487621</id><published>2006-06-24T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:16:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In your face history</title><summary type='text'>The Socceroos live to fight another day in Germany. The USA do not.The brilliant Jon Stewart tries to fathom the whole situation here (thanks Norm).It's worth checking the link, and downloading Quicktime7 if required.But if all that's too hard, here is some of the text, in which Jon eloquently compares our two nations:"Australia - the drunken us. It'd be like if our country got out of a bar at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115108801869487621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115108801869487621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115108801869487621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115108801869487621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-your-face-history.html' title='In your face history'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115083508260009238</id><published>2006-06-21T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:17:41.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WooHoo!</title><summary type='text'>I think I may have mentioned before that I'm a little bit addicted to internet poker.Well I just WON my first tournament!That's me with the '1' next to my name (click to enlarge).$270US for a $5.50US outlay, not a bad morning's work.Am I excited? Much!I even jumped out of bed and did a little poker dance when I won.*For those who care, I won with an Ace high flush in hearts.Watching: England v </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115083508260009238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115083508260009238' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115083508260009238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115083508260009238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/woohoo.html' title='WooHoo!'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115034911629474973</id><published>2006-06-15T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:18:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy just wants to be happy</title><summary type='text'>Amanda Vanstone speaking about proposed changes to migration laws:"This is not so much a bill to keep the Indonesians happy, it's a bill to make us happy"Just who are the "us" in that sentence Mandy?If you think you are speaking for all Australians; you'd be wrong.If you think you are speaking for all of your Liberal colleagues; you'd be wrong.Have you given any thought to the happiness of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115034911629474973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115034911629474973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115034911629474973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115034911629474973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/mandy-just-wants-to-be-happy.html' title='Mandy just wants to be happy'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115033164954258067</id><published>2006-06-15T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:18:44.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful tiles...</title><summary type='text'>Create your own thingy here.I found this link at Carly's place and thought it looked pretty. It's not a complete collection, but you get the idea.Listening to: Radiohead - Kid A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115033164954258067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115033164954258067' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115033164954258067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115033164954258067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/colourful-tiles.html' title='Colourful tiles...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115009491009323841</id><published>2006-06-12T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:19:17.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I sleep I'm going to be a daddy</title><summary type='text'>I've mentioned here before that I'm not a great 'dream rememberer'. There was of course that pot-smoking dolphin experience and the recurring one about the three-way with Angelina Jolie and Jessica Alba, but as a rule, I rarely remember my sleepy imaginings. So I find it quite strange that for two consecutive days I've woken up remembering dreams of expectant fatherhood.Both dreams were very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115009491009323841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115009491009323841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115009491009323841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115009491009323841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-i-sleep-im-going-to-be-daddy.html' title='When I sleep I&apos;m going to be a daddy'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-115000547193557229</id><published>2006-06-11T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:19:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh my fuuuruit cake"</title><summary type='text'>As promised; Ive has uploaded the rest of the "Small Bum Hermit" story.It's great!Chapter one is a modern day version of the Noah's Ark story and the rest... well I'm still trying to digest the rest, but it includes a great commentary on the state of commercial radio.I won't give away the ending, but things don't turn out well for Tim Frog Mouth.Listening to: Decoder Ring - Fractions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/115000547193557229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=115000547193557229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115000547193557229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/115000547193557229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-my-fuuuruit-cake.html' title='&quot;Oh my fuuuruit cake&quot;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114970169406343795</id><published>2006-06-08T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:21:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparative geography</title><summary type='text'>Australia's last warm-up match before the FIFA World Cup is about to start.Australia are playing Liechtenstein.My Dad was telling me the other night that Liechtenstein is a 'principality' because it is ruled by a prince, just as Tonga is 'kingdom' because it's ruled by a king.Similarly, Australia is a 'country' because it's run by John Howard.(Read it out loud people)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114970169406343795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114970169406343795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114970169406343795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114970169406343795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/comparative-geography.html' title='Comparative geography'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114969584558490396</id><published>2006-06-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:22:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's block is so 90s</title><summary type='text'>I think I've discovered why my posts have become increasingly infrequent of late.After some self-diagnosis (my sister's nearly a doctor; so that makes me doctor-ish by association), I discovered that I've been suffering from a very rare condition: Irritable vowel syndrome.Irritable vowel syndrome (IVS) causes one to be greatly annoyed by the letters a, e, i, o &amp; u, and quite indifferent to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114969584558490396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114969584558490396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114969584558490396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114969584558490396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/06/writers-block-is-so-90s.html' title='Writer&apos;s block is so 90s'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114909183411071062</id><published>2006-05-31T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:24:09.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Dumpsville, Population: Me</title><summary type='text'>The words were familiar.I'd used them before myself. But saying them is one thing, hearing them is something totally different."There's just no buzz" "How do you feel about just being friends?"I'd never been dumped before.I've been the 'dumper' and I've had relationships just fizzle out, but I've never been the 'dumpee'.It didn't help that every word she said was true.It didn't help that I'd made</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114909183411071062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114909183411071062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114909183411071062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114909183411071062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-to-dumpsville-population-me.html' title='Welcome to Dumpsville, Population: Me'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114784250478477977</id><published>2006-05-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:36:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisiting old haunts</title><summary type='text'>While visiting a couple of blogs that I've been neglecting of late I discovered this gem from Ive:It's from an exercise book his brother found. Apparently it's full of similar tales.Despite the complete lack of punctuation, the author has an obvious talent. I can't wait for page two.I think Ive might be making some comic strip versions of Small Bum Hermit and other characters from this unknown </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114784250478477977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114784250478477977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114784250478477977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114784250478477977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/revisiting-old-haunts.html' title='Revisiting old haunts'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114737798131540880</id><published>2006-05-12T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:36:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gone Go-Between</title><summary type='text'>I was saddened to hear of Grant McLennan's passing at the weekend. He was an amazing songwriter.Queenslander Zézette provides some background in her reflective post.For all his songwriting genius, this probably wasn't one of his "masterpieces" (I mean who rhymes "Gregory Peck" with "what the heck"?) but it's always been one of my faves, as was the movie The Omen.Lee RemickShe comes from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114737798131540880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114737798131540880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114737798131540880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114737798131540880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/gone-go-between.html' title='The gone Go-Between'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114737615713580020</id><published>2006-05-12T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:36:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little problems and practical solutions</title><summary type='text'>Problem: It's 3:30am and I can't sleep.Solution: Get some sleepy drugs.Problem: I've just been trawling my archives and  have come to the conclusion that I'm not as funny as I used to be.Solution: Be funnier.Problem: I'm sick of sharing a house with two guys that are nearly twice my age.Solution: Move.Problem: I have the most uncomfortable bed ever, possibly a contributing factor with the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114737615713580020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114737615713580020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114737615713580020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114737615713580020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-problems-and-practical.html' title='Little problems and practical solutions'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114655129410890395</id><published>2006-05-02T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:36:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Days</title><summary type='text'>I've just started seeing someone.I really like this girl. She's laid back, intelligent, attractive and we have so much in common it's scary.But, as anyone who's into their thirties and has spent long periods of time both in - and out of - relationships can testify; things can appear to be a hell of a lot more complex than they need to be.So I have the voice of Darren Hanlon in my head telling me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114655129410890395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114655129410890395' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114655129410890395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114655129410890395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-days.html' title='Early Days'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114646456619676186</id><published>2006-05-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:37:11.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me?</title><summary type='text'>I often have weird and random thoughts about alcohol. These are the common recurring ones:   Whenever I see a truck delivering alcohol to pubs and liquor stores, I wonder if all the alcohol I've ever consumed would equate to being a greater, or lesser amount than the contents of the truck.     Similarly, when I look at swimming pools I often wonder if the combined volume of all the alcohol I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114646456619676186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114646456619676186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114646456619676186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114646456619676186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-it-just-me.html' title='Is it just me?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114593540926902660</id><published>2006-04-25T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:38:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointed Pines review</title><summary type='text'>In The Pines 2006The CrowdI'm not sure of the exact numbers that attended, but I believe they stopped selling tickets at the door at some point during the day. It seemed like just the 'right amount'. The venue was full without being crowded. The VenueThe Sommerville auditorium is one of my all time favourite venues. It's a hard one to describe to those who haven't been there. It's an outdoor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114593540926902660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114593540926902660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114593540926902660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114593540926902660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/pointed-pines-review.html' title='Pointed Pines review'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114593318273685945</id><published>2006-04-25T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:38:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ANZAC Day</title><summary type='text'>They shall not grow oldAs we that are left grow oldAge shall not weary themNor the years condemnAt the going down of the sunAnd in the morning We will remember themI always take a couple of minutes to reflect and remember on ANZAC day. But I always end up thinking about the futility of war. I'm sure the family and friends of Private Kovco are too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114593318273685945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114593318273685945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114593318273685945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114593318273685945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-anzac-day.html' title='Happy ANZAC Day'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114536547436734872</id><published>2006-04-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:33:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no 'Top 5'</title><summary type='text'>I may have mentioned a couple of these before, but never all in the same top 5.Top 5 Brushes with Celebrity at Live Gigs1) Julian CasablancasIt was a Thursday night gig at the Globe theatre in Perth just prior to the release of The Strokes' debut album. They were actually supporting You Am I, something that I'm still trying to get my head around.After an awesome set Julian sidled up nest to me at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114536547436734872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114536547436734872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114536547436734872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114536547436734872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-time-no-top-5.html' title='Long time, no &apos;Top 5&apos;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114536076509835607</id><published>2006-04-18T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:38:45.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up yours Petro - Part II</title><summary type='text'>Phillip Ruddock has jumped on the "Operation Indo Appeasement" bandwagon, by warning rogue Liberals to keep their mouths shut about concerns of a return to children in detention:"It's important that our relationship is not damaged either in Indonesia or here by statements of people who do not speak for the Government"Full story here.I got to thinking that if John Howard resembles Mr Garrison from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114536076509835607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114536076509835607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114536076509835607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114536076509835607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/up-yours-petro-part-ii.html' title='Up yours Petro - Part II'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114515631485644544</id><published>2006-04-16T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:38:55.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up yours Petro</title><summary type='text'>The government's reintroduction of the 'Pacific Solution' (or is it 'Operation Indo Appeasement') could see children back in detention.I can hear poor Petro now...  "why the fuck did I bother?"Listening to: Boards of Canada - The Campfire Headphase</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114515631485644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114515631485644544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114515631485644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114515631485644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/up-yours-petro.html' title='Up yours Petro'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114507149588949472</id><published>2006-04-15T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:44:14.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle?</title><summary type='text'>I know my posting has been sporadic at best lately, but I'm trying to get back into it. I think I misplaced my urge to write for a while. I think I've also had a touch of the "Geoff Gallops". But if the good doctor can get back in the saddle, then maybe I can too.There have been a few positives in the last week or so too...- I start a job next week. Not in the field I'd like to be working in, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114507149588949472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114507149588949472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114507149588949472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114507149588949472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114506965980853515</id><published>2006-04-15T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:44:26.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teflon John</title><summary type='text'>Why are the poms more critical of our PM than we are?Are we just more used to his arrogance and contempt than them?Or do we actually buy his bullshit?From The Guardian:"...it does make his principled stand against Saddam's dictatorship look distinctly grubby and will do little for the morale of Australian troops still risking their lives in Iraq."Full story here.On a related note, I've only just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114506965980853515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114506965980853515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114506965980853515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114506965980853515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/04/teflon-john.html' title='Teflon John'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114310409530091716</id><published>2006-03-23T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:44:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the chairman of the bored</title><summary type='text'>Humf!Life sucks, I need a change.I need a hand to get out of the rut that has been my life for the past two years.I feel like I have voluntary chronic fatigue syndrome.A new job, new surrounds and new relationships couldn't hurt.In the meantime I'm going to try and source some drugs to tide me over.Deppressing huh?Listening to: Full Frequency on RTR</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114310409530091716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114310409530091716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114310409530091716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114310409530091716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-chairman-of-bored.html' title='I&apos;m the chairman of the bored'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114248240430288624</id><published>2006-03-16T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:44:56.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noticed last night</title><summary type='text'>I briefly caught a bit of the opening ceremony of the Commonwealth games. But it was long enough to hear renowned sports journalist and commentator Ray "It really is my own hair" Martin come up with this gem:When describing the Scottish flag bearer Ian Marsden - "He's a sheet skooter"Ray, you're a cupid stunt!Listening to:  JJJ</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114248240430288624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114248240430288624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114248240430288624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114248240430288624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/noticed-last-night.html' title='Noticed last night'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114165988258825141</id><published>2006-03-06T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:45:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-dulling Dullsville</title><summary type='text'>An open letter to the Perth City Council...Dear Mayor of Dullsville,I am a proud Perthvert who is very patriotic when it comes to supporting Western Australian artists and events. Ever since the inception of the Watershed, I have made an effort to attend as many events as possible during the annual Perth International Arts Festivals.When the heart of the festival was moved from Northbridge to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114165988258825141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114165988258825141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114165988258825141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114165988258825141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/un-dulling-dullsville.html' title='Un-dulling Dullsville'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114127921581325194</id><published>2006-03-02T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:46:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaffirmation x three</title><summary type='text'>This post reaffirms three things I've known to be true for some time:1. Flutey is an insightful chap.2. Telstra are a mob of arseholes.3. Toilet humour is always funny... ALWAYS!Listening to: Darren Hanlon - Little Chills</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114127921581325194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114127921581325194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114127921581325194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114127921581325194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/reaffirmation-x-three.html' title='Reaffirmation x three'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114121601305991252</id><published>2006-03-01T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:46:20.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Burbs</title><summary type='text'>I have recently moved back to the south-eastern suburbs of Perth. For those not familiar with the socio-geography of my fine city, that is akin to moving to the western suburbs of Sydney or Auckland, or moving to Adelaide (I love Adelaide jokes). It's a temporary arrangement and one I look forward to ending for many reasons. I'd like to share one of those reasons:Today I noticed a car parked in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114121601305991252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114121601305991252' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114121601305991252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114121601305991252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-in-burbs_01.html' title='Back in the Burbs'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114119013383299051</id><published>2006-03-01T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:46:37.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crikey! What a good headline</title><summary type='text'> AWB: Downer couldn't see the wood for the trucking fees Good work CrikeyWhen I get a proper job I'll have to go the full subscription instead of 'squatting', that way I can actually read some of the stories that are attached to these brilliant headlines.Listening to: ABC Classic FM (not sure why, maybe I'm getting old)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114119013383299051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114119013383299051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114119013383299051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114119013383299051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/03/crikey-what-good-headline.html' title='Crikey! What a good headline'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114102642634619934</id><published>2006-02-27T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:46:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Gratuitous Pet Post</title><summary type='text'>Today was going to be the day when I made a proper start on my outstanding uni stuff. But yet again I have managed to find an excuse to put it off for at least another day. I was up to all hours feeding my on-line poker addiction and when I finally woke up this morning, it was to a rather scorching Perth day. In fact; on a scale of 1 to fuck'n hot, it's fuck'n hot!Now I'm not much of a fan of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114102642634619934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114102642634619934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114102642634619934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114102642634619934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/02/warning-gratuitous-pet-post.html' title='Warning: Gratuitous Pet Post'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114083416092786895</id><published>2006-02-25T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:47:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man meets 'Man Crush'</title><summary type='text'>Q. What should a man do when faced with the opportunity of meeting one of his Top 5 Man Crushes?A. Not sure. But this is what I did:The Venue - Beck's VerandahThe Time - Midnight-ishThe Scene - Crowded Bar, The Kill Devil Hills have just finished their setThe Man Crush - Steve Cannane from JJJ's HackAlcohol Consumed - About 6 BecksThe Conversation - Not brief, but not stalkerishly long. Long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114083416092786895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114083416092786895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114083416092786895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114083416092786895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/02/man-meets-man-crush.html' title='Man meets &apos;Man Crush&apos;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-114045175185010650</id><published>2006-02-20T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:48:09.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><summary type='text'>5 things that have happened since my last post1) I now have something akin to broadband, and it's wireless. This marvelous technology is allowing me to write this post from the comfort of my bed... how decadent.2) Geoff "Good News" Gallop called it a day due to his battle with depression... I love irony.3) My online poker addiction is becoming worse... if I wasn't winning all the time I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/114045175185010650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=114045175185010650' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114045175185010650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/114045175185010650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113552561318901927</id><published>2005-12-25T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:48:57.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Festivus Post</title><summary type='text'>I'll start by saying that it's 10:20pm 'Festivus Day' as I start writing this post. I have indulged in all things 'festivussy', so let this be a disclaimer.I need to get through a few formalities before I begin to ramble in free-form... which is my ultimate intention.Firstly, there is a 'tag' from Kate that needs sorting. I like to think that Top 5s are my 'bag', so I should be able to nail this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113552561318901927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113552561318901927' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113552561318901927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113552561318901927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/12/festivus-post.html' title='The Festivus Post'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113473927635582646</id><published>2005-12-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:49:08.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Top Fives</title><summary type='text'>Top 5 Albums of the Year1)  Boards of Canada - The Campfire Headphase2) Architecture in Helsinki - In Case We Die3) Dirty Three - Cinder4) Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine5) Bonnie 'Prince' Billy and Matt Sweeny - SuperwolfTop 5 'Annoyances' of the Year1) Returning to 'Dial-up'2) 'Falling in hole' at uni and having to defer my final two units3) My non-existant love life4) Missing my two best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113473927635582646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113473927635582646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113473927635582646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113473927635582646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-top-fives.html' title='Xmas Top Fives'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113282319589443016</id><published>2005-11-24T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:49:33.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I so want to rant right now</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to be going off the air for a while...This is my last post before I move house on the weekend. I think I must be moving to back to the 20th century, because apparently adsl is not available in the house that I'm moving to.No, I'm not moving to the bush, or the outer suburbs for that matter. Granted, I am moving into Perth's surburban heartland, but they do have running water and power. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113282319589443016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113282319589443016' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113282319589443016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113282319589443016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-so-want-to-rant-right-now.html' title='I so want to rant right now'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113274555136222920</id><published>2005-11-23T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:51:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo-vember Magic</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year...Seeing as how I pulled out of the World Beard and Moustache Championships in Berlin this year, I thought I should at least mark the month of 'Mo-vember' - or what's left of it - by sporting a 'tache.The only time I've ever gone the 'tache before, was on my 30th birthday. My flatmate at the time dared me to wear a moustache to go with a red fez she got me. It only lasted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113274555136222920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113274555136222920' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113274555136222920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113274555136222920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/mo-vember-magic.html' title='Mo-vember Magic'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113233746848692794</id><published>2005-11-19T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:49:41.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke Cotard</title><summary type='text'>Random Top 5 time...My Top 5 favourite albums to sing along to:  1)  James Brown - Sex Machine - The Very Best of James BrownI don't knowBut whats ever I playIts got to be funky!2)  Billy Bragg - Worker's PlaytimeOne of them's off her foodAnd the other one's off his 'eadAnd both of them are off down the boozer 3)  Jens Lekman - When I Said I Wanted to be Your DogOh Julie, you know that I ain't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113233746848692794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113233746848692794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113233746848692794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113233746848692794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/karaoke-cotard.html' title='Karaoke Cotard'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113213311111659502</id><published>2005-11-16T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:50:33.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longish time... no post...</title><summary type='text'>Bah!I just couldn't be bothered.I've had a week off from blogging, the news, and lots of other stuff...I've found myself suffering from bouts of depression, laced with liberal quantities of cynicism, with dashes of stress added for good measure. (At least Johnny and the mainstream media didn't have me scared as well)So I just took some 'time out' to reassess stuff.The upshot of my little meltdown</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113213311111659502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113213311111659502' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113213311111659502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113213311111659502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/longish-time-no-post.html' title='Longish time... no post...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113142915067539687</id><published>2005-11-08T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:50:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howard's 5 Step Plan</title><summary type='text'>Step 1: Put the fear of God in to them by telling them that there's nasty people who want to bomb them, and that we need to change the laws to get the brown bastards - that'll distract 'em.Step 2:If they're suspicious of Step 1 and think it's a bit of a "look over there" ploy - which it is - raid a few houses in Sydney and Melbourne using, I dunno - about 400 officers - a big production piece, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113142915067539687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113142915067539687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113142915067539687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113142915067539687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/howards-5-step-plan.html' title='Howard&apos;s 5 Step Plan'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113115607819679773</id><published>2005-11-05T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:51:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was to be expected...</title><summary type='text'>"Our chief weapon is  surprise... surprise and fear...  fear and surprise...Our two weapons are fear  and surprise... and ruthless efficiency...      Our *three* weapons are fear,  surprise, and ruthless efficiency... and an almost fanatical devotion to the  Pope...      Our *four*... no...     *Amongst* our weapons...Amongst our  weaponry... are such elements as fear, surprise...    Well okay, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113115607819679773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113115607819679773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113115607819679773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113115607819679773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-was-to-be-expected.html' title='It was to be expected...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113094136096087258</id><published>2005-11-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:51:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newish Earworms</title><summary type='text'>Songs I'm digging:Crooked Fingers - Call to Love Josh Pyke - Middle of the Hill - (listen here)Boards of Canada - Chromakey DreamcoatThe Mountain Goats - This YearTucker B's - The TurningHolly Throsby - Things Between People - (sample here)Ween - Gabrielle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113094136096087258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113094136096087258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113094136096087258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113094136096087258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/newish-earworms.html' title='Newish Earworms'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113092539921648029</id><published>2005-11-02T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:53:05.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia's answer to 'The Hoff'?</title><summary type='text'>A great day had by all at the races yesterday...Makybe Diva rewrote racing history and Xcellent ran a drum, keeping me in bubbly for the afternoon.One of the many highlights of the day was meeting Warwick Capper:I reckon he has the potential and credentials to be Australia's answer to the Hoff.Listening to: Boards of Canada - The Campfire Headphase</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113092539921648029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113092539921648029' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113092539921648029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113092539921648029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/11/australias-answer-to-hoff.html' title='Australia&apos;s answer to &apos;The Hoff&apos;?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113076675673601502</id><published>2005-10-31T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:52:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddyup, it's Cup Eve!</title><summary type='text'>By the marvellous Leunig - Click to enlarge.Reproduced without permission (or a scanner for that matter). Tipping time with Cotard:The Big Tip - XcellentThe Big Danger - Eye PopperThe Big Value - Bazelle, Demerger, Portland Singa, Strasbourg and Mr Celebrity.(Disclaimer: While no responsibility will be taken for any monies lost by readers silly enough to follow my tips, full credit will be taken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113076675673601502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113076675673601502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113076675673601502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113076675673601502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/giddyup-its-cup-eve.html' title='Giddyup, it&apos;s Cup Eve!'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113054918117279067</id><published>2005-10-29T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:52:36.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...because they've already gone through enough</title><summary type='text'>Sign outside Warwick Castle (UK)Listening to: My Friend the Chocolate Cake - Live at the National Theatre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113054918117279067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113054918117279067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113054918117279067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113054918117279067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/because-theyve-already-gone-through.html' title='...because they&apos;ve already gone through enough'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113046977924316761</id><published>2005-10-28T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:35:27.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the accountability?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I struggle to put in to words my dissatisfaction with the current government, and the contempt with which they treat the average working Australian. And then I hear a song written by some pommy geezer which sums up the situation almost perfectly:Can you hear us? Are you listening?                        No power without accountability!                         The ballot box is no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113046977924316761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113046977924316761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113046977924316761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113046977924316761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/wheres-accountability.html' title='Where&apos;s the accountability?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113031110473245609</id><published>2005-10-26T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:09:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The legislation that stops a nation"</title><summary type='text'>While Melburnians are enjoying a day off, and up to half of the rest of the country are taking a 'sickie', our politicians will be debating legislation that threatens to give police unprecedented 'shoot-to-kill' powers and that could see journalists locked up for anti-government statements and stories, not to mention the erosion of our personal freedoms."[Prime Minister] John Howard's trying to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113031110473245609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113031110473245609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113031110473245609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113031110473245609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/legislation-that-stops-nation.html' title='&quot;The legislation that stops a nation&quot;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-113006858467297623</id><published>2005-10-23T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:11:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurds, Birds and Airport Security Turds</title><summary type='text'>Thursday night: Up until 3:30am working on a tutorial presentation for Middle Eastern History. I attempted to tackle the complete history of the Kurds in Iraq. I think I bit off more than I could chew... trying to compress 3000 years of history into 20 minutes proved too difficult. I got as far as 1990 before I pulled the pin. I figured that the rest was within recent memory and didn't need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/113006858467297623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=113006858467297623' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113006858467297623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/113006858467297623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/kurds-birds-and-airport-security-turds.html' title='Kurds, Birds and Airport Security Turds'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112970611709486328</id><published>2005-10-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:12:00.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You can't have your fruit-cake and eat  it too"</title><summary type='text'>The issue of gay-marriage seems to have bobbed up at Kate's site in the comments section of a recent post of hers.It hasn't been missed by those eagle-eyed folk at Crikey either. It would appear that our government is in the business of picking and choosing exactly when same-sex couples are to be treated as 'close family members' and when they are not."Cough *hypocrisy* cough"All are equal in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112970611709486328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112970611709486328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112970611709486328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112970611709486328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-cant-have-your-fruit-cake-and-eat.html' title='&quot;You can&apos;t have your fruit-cake and eat  it too&quot;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112956203432199448</id><published>2005-10-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:13:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please explain!</title><summary type='text'>Remember this?Well the man I referred to as "Pauline Hanson with 'real' power", is now New Zealand's Minister for Foreign Affairs.I'm struggling to get my head around the whole concept. This guy has openly spoken about his disdain for Muslims and the 'special treatment' afforded to his own Maori peoples. He appears, for all intents and purposes, to be a racist pig. This is an international </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112956203432199448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112956203432199448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112956203432199448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112956203432199448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-explain.html' title='Please explain!'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112954891253573818</id><published>2005-10-17T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:35:12.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else can go wrong?</title><summary type='text'>I've just had a really shitty couple of hours.A debt collection agency rang me while I was cooking dinner to chase up an apparent 8 year old debt worth about $170. I thought I'd paid it, so I asked them to send me something proving that I owe the money. Five minutes later, while still cooking dinner, another woman from the same company rings me back and says "it's only a small amount, why can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112954891253573818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112954891253573818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112954891253573818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112954891253573818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-else-can-go-wrong.html' title='What else can go wrong?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112934104979997680</id><published>2005-10-15T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T09:50:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes and warnings about the love of my life</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink I feel shamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this wine and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112934104979997680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112934104979997680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112934104979997680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112934104979997680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/quotes-and-warnings-about-love-of-my.html' title='Quotes and warnings about the love of my life'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112921161668089720</id><published>2005-10-13T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:53:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's life in the old boy yet</title><summary type='text'>A few months ago I was mourning the loss of 'ministerial responsibility'. John Doyle touched on the same subject in his Andrew Olle lecture last week.Today Western Australian Minister for Sport and Seniors, Bob Kucera, proved that it still exists, albeit at a State level and within the ALP.If only Amanda Vanstone and her predecessor, Phillip Ruddock had half as much respect for our Westminster </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112921161668089720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112921161668089720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112921161668089720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112921161668089720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-life-in-old-boy-yet.html' title='There&apos;s life in the old boy yet'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112912231843893735</id><published>2005-10-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T15:44:07.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Language warning</title><summary type='text'>Tony Abbott is a cunt! I've said it before, and so long as he keeps being one, I'll say it again.From the ABC:The federal Health Minister has taken a swipe at Indigenous communities for not doing enough to stop petrol sniffing. Earlier this week, the Northern Territory coroner handed down his findings on the death of three petrol sniffers and described government action on petrol sniffing as "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112912231843893735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112912231843893735' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112912231843893735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112912231843893735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/language-warning.html' title='Language warning'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112911202642261375</id><published>2005-10-12T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T18:45:00.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I really need</title><summary type='text'>I found this really cute meme at Chuffed Enuff:Google "[your name here] needs" and take the first ten or so resultsJust my luck that there's some Welsh musician named Paul Needs. No joke!I did find these though:Paul needs a haircutPaul needs €1000 to represent Ireland in golf eventPaul needs to exalt godPaul needs some advice on what to do with his front doorPaul needs specsPaul needs open lines </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112911202642261375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112911202642261375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112911202642261375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112911202642261375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-i-really-need.html' title='What I really need'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112895896424686581</id><published>2005-10-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:52:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News watch</title><summary type='text'>Over-exposure to news services in the past 24 hours has led to a range of emotional responses:Confusion and anger:The federal government is spending an estimated $100 million on advertising to convince the television watching public that their changes to industrial relations legislation are a good idea. Changes that are inevitable, regardless of public opinion, due to the government's majority in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112895896424686581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112895896424686581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112895896424686581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112895896424686581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/news-watch.html' title='News watch'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112879333596750119</id><published>2005-10-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:29:50.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rampaging Roy right on the money</title><summary type='text'>Here are some extracts from John "Rampaging Roy Slaven" Doyle's 'Andrew Olle media lecture', given on Friday.The full lecture (40-odd minutes worth) can be downloaded here. (Pinched from the ABC).I notice that this year has seen Seven’s Today Tonight and Nine’s A Current Affair put to air the same story at the same time on the same night. As nearly as I can tell the programs are the same: same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112879333596750119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112879333596750119' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112879333596750119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112879333596750119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/rampaging-roy-right-on-money.html' title='Rampaging Roy right on the money'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112851894889414345</id><published>2005-10-06T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:57:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fives</title><summary type='text'>I've been tagged by Ozbhoy and Bob.It's a list thingy, and I can't resist a list! But I only do fives and I don't re-tag (these things have to stop somewhere)... sorry.5 things I plan to do before I die1) Procreate2) Travel India3) Follow the Aussie cricket team to the West Indies4) Go to the Melbourne Cup5) Punch Tony Abbott5 things I can do1) Cryptic crosswords2) Grow a beard3) A weird thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112851894889414345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112851894889414345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112851894889414345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112851894889414345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/fives.html' title='Fives'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112836113031875236</id><published>2005-10-04T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:45:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear candy</title><summary type='text'>Two musically inspired top 5s for the price of one (no steak knives though).My Top 5 favourite male vocalists - based on quality of voice.1) Thom Yorke - He's as ugly as a hatful of arseholes, but he could sing the phonebook and I'd pay to listen.2) Jeff Buckley - A much stronger singer than swimmer. His take on Cohen's Hallelujah still gives me chills.3) Hamish Cowan - The Cordrazine album From </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112836113031875236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112836113031875236' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112836113031875236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112836113031875236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/ear-candy.html' title='Ear candy'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112823787144612330</id><published>2005-10-02T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T15:24:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasp, shock, horror!</title><summary type='text'>Hot on the heels of news that backstabbing is rife in federal politics and that some supermodels indulge in cocaine, comes the news that rugby players like getting pissed.Well I fuck'n never! Who woulda thunk it?I prefer my revelations to be (as per the dictionary definition); enlightening or astonishing disclosures.Tell us something we don't know.Listening to: Woodie Guthrie - Dustbowl Ballads</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112823787144612330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112823787144612330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112823787144612330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112823787144612330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/gasp-shock-horror.html' title='Gasp, shock, horror!'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112818311921122039</id><published>2005-10-02T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:11:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me giggle # 143</title><summary type='text'>Llyeton Hewitt has had to withdraw from a tennis tournament in BANGKOK because of a GROIN injury.Get it?Well, I giggled...Listening to: The Shins - Chutes Too Narrow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112818311921122039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112818311921122039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112818311921122039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112818311921122039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/things-that-make-me-giggle-143.html' title='Things that make me giggle # 143'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112815237548664179</id><published>2005-10-01T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T15:39:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarro parallel universe</title><summary type='text'>I think I've gone past some critical stage in a person's lifeline where their relationship with their parents does a 180deg flip.In the past, I'd go to my parents if I had got myself into a spot of bother, if I needed some advice, if I needed to borrow cash etc. etc.Lately it seems that I'm the first port of call for my parents when life throws up one of its assorted challenges. Quite frankly, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112815237548664179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112815237548664179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112815237548664179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112815237548664179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/10/bizarro-parallel-universe.html' title='Bizarro parallel universe'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112791691514943541</id><published>2005-09-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:24:14.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><summary type='text'>I can't find my Sidebar.Last seen two days ago at this site.Answers to 'Sidey'.Reward offered for information leading to its safe return.UPDATE: You can stop looking - Sidey came home, but he won't tell me where he's been.UPDATE to the UPDATE:  Sidey seems to be  missing here, but not here. If anyone can tell me what's going on, I'd appreciate it.ANOTHER BLOODY UPDATE: Sidey seems to be visible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112791691514943541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112791691514943541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112791691514943541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112791691514943541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112783513360749552</id><published>2005-09-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:55:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agent 86</title><summary type='text'>Top 5 Get Smart-isms.1) The cone of silence2) "Would you believe..."3) "Missed it by that much!"4) The shoe phone5) "Sorry about that chief"RIP Don Adams.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112783513360749552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112783513360749552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112783513360749552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112783513360749552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/agent-86.html' title='Agent 86'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112715732137340124</id><published>2005-09-20T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T03:15:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the odds?</title><summary type='text'>The aftermath of the whole Latham tell-all-dummy-spitting-sour-grape-laden diary and pre-diary-release interviews, has got me to thinking:Who will lead Labor to the next election?4/6 - Kim Beazley - His daughters are backing him5/2 - Kevin Rudd - Will he be a "late scratching at the barrier"?6/1 - Julia Gillard - Latham's backing her15/1 - Wayne Swan25/1 - Jenny Macklin33/1 - Bob Carr - Clarke </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112715732137340124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112715732137340124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112715732137340124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112715732137340124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-are-odds.html' title='What are the odds?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112702893185145228</id><published>2005-09-18T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:55:13.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Man-crush'</title><summary type='text'>When stuck for stuff to post I like to resort to my trusty Top 5s.Here goes with my Top 5 Man-crushes.Now don't go getting the wrong idea; it's a non-sexual thing... just ask Urban Dictionary.1) Bill MurrayHe's how I want to be when I get older.2) Billy Bragg He's a singer, but he could've been a great comedian, politician or union boss.3) Jon StewartFor a comedian, he makes a mighty fine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112702893185145228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112702893185145228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112702893185145228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112702893185145228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/man-crush.html' title='The &apos;Man-crush&apos;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112658221667450539</id><published>2005-09-13T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:30:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like some cream with your humble pie?</title><summary type='text'>Two months ago:Ricky Ponting:  "I'm not looking at it as being the first to lose to them. I'm looking at being another Australian captain to retain the Ashes."Matthew Hayden:"I don't really care much for all this 'are they closer?' I really believe that it's all about us - if we are executing our skills I don't believe there's a side that can get close to us."Glen McGrath: "I think I was saying 3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112658221667450539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112658221667450539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112658221667450539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112658221667450539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/would-you-like-some-cream-with-your.html' title='Would you like some cream with your humble pie?'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112653802541137771</id><published>2005-09-12T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T02:13:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, he's an Aussie</title><summary type='text'>Aussies have an amazing ability to 'adopt' successful folks as their own. But I think Lance Armstrong would be surprised to find that he is Australia's most successful road cyclist.(Revealed on tonight's Mediawatch)Some Other Famous 'Australians':Phar Lap: For all intents and purposes, the big red race-horse was a New Zealander. He was born and raised there.But hey, he won a few races in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112653802541137771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112653802541137771' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112653802541137771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112653802541137771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-hes-aussie.html' title='Yeah, he&apos;s an Aussie'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112618354446016264</id><published>2005-09-08T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:45:44.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate distraction</title><summary type='text'>How am I supposed to study with the deciding Ashes test on the telly?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112618354446016264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112618354446016264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112618354446016264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112618354446016264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/ultimate-distraction.html' title='The ultimate distraction'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112576659410329007</id><published>2005-09-04T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:56:34.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam sux</title><summary type='text'>I've had to turn word verification on for comments. The spamming scum have finally caught up with me. Bastards!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112576659410329007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112576659410329007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112576659410329007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112576659410329007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/spam-sux.html' title='Spam sux'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112571642057206859</id><published>2005-09-03T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:28:20.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The real situation</title><summary type='text'>Anyone with a passing interest in the events in New Orleans and the federal response to the situation MUST listen to this radio interview with mayor Ray Nagin.This is one of the biggest tests ever faced by the US and its president... they're failing miserably.Note: Interview found via phizz - a Louisiana blogger.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112571642057206859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112571642057206859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112571642057206859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112571642057206859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/real-situation.html' title='The real situation'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112558046624899767</id><published>2005-09-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T11:17:04.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick, hear me whinge</title><summary type='text'>I've just discovered the worst thing about living alone: No one to moan to when you're feeling ill.Every man knows that the only good thing about being sick is acting pathetic in order to gain sympathy and attention. Well I've been acting pathetic for two days now... nothing.Aside from nasty hangovers, and there's been a few, I can't remember the last time I felt this physically blurgh. Perth's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112558046624899767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112558046624899767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112558046624899767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112558046624899767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-sick-hear-me-whinge.html' title='I am sick, hear me whinge'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112549792855615059</id><published>2005-08-31T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:18:48.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's 'Blog Day'... apparently</title><summary type='text'>By way of marking the occasion I've sifted through my blogroll in order to come up with my Top 5 posts of the day.1) Herge from Angry Chimp tops the list with his, "Why the world hates America - reason no. 136" post. I love the first comment too.2) Ive from The Non-stop Sketchbook comes in at number two with his "Make white outta site!" post. I would be honoured to be invited to any milkshake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112549792855615059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112549792855615059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112549792855615059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112549792855615059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-its-blog-day-apparently.html' title='So it&apos;s &apos;Blog Day&apos;... apparently'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112534165139947978</id><published>2005-08-30T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:58:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nominees for Liberal boofhead of the week</title><summary type='text'>1) Sophie Panopoulos - For proving yet again that she's an intolerant bigot.2) Bronwyn Bishop - For also doing her bit for Australian-Muslim relations.3) John Brogden - For making Mark Latham look like a mild-mannered choir-boy.4) Alex Hawke - For the very un-Australian act of 'dobbing'.5) Tony Abbott - Do I need a reason?Apologies to all of the other deserving Liberals who missed out on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112534165139947978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112534165139947978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112534165139947978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112534165139947978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/nominees-for-liberal-boofhead-of-week.html' title='Nominees for Liberal boofhead of the week'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112533822868322375</id><published>2005-08-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T01:59:25.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new haka</title><summary type='text'>Awesome! Spine-chillingly awesome!What I love about the new All Black haka was not just the performance, but its origins.The new haka is an inclusive haka, representative of all of the cultures that make up the team, and for that matter, much of the country.There has already been plenty written about the new haka, but the ABC's PM program covered it on tonights show. Save your eyes and listen to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112533822868322375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112533822868322375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112533822868322375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112533822868322375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-haka.html' title='The new haka'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112533215179285899</id><published>2005-08-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:17:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day at the office (Part 2)</title><summary type='text'>Regulars may recall that in order to supplement my meagre student allowance, I work as a courier once a week. I drive to an area of Western Australia known as the 'Wheatbelt'.For most of the year the area is not much to look at. But after some good winter rains, and as spring approaches, the 'Wheatbelt' is already putting on a colourful wild-flower display this year.So I took my el-cheapo-17-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112533215179285899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112533215179285899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112533215179285899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112533215179285899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-another-day-at-office-part-2_29.html' title='Just another day at the office (Part 2)'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112511031574060379</id><published>2005-08-27T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:38:24.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A potful of sour grapes calling the kettle black</title><summary type='text'>Who doesn't love a mixed metaphor?As I pictorially predicted a couple of weeks back, Jason 'Dizzy' Gillespie was quite rightly given the arse from Australia's troubled test cricket team.However, instead of vanishing to the depths of the grandstand to mix the drinks for his teammates, as someone who has only taken three test wickets on this tour (at an average of one hundred) should, Dizzy has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112511031574060379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112511031574060379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112511031574060379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112511031574060379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/potful-of-sour-grapes-calling-kettle.html' title='A potful of sour grapes calling the kettle black'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112503568448063919</id><published>2005-08-26T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:04:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The VSU Debate for Dummies</title><summary type='text'>   Brendan Nelson wants to introduce Voluntary Student Unionism. More accurately, Brendan Nelson wants to abolish what he considers to be compulsory student unionism.   Student representatives are fearful that such a move will endanger student services including child-care and sporting clubs.    More accurately, student representatives are fearful that such a move would make their current </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112503568448063919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112503568448063919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112503568448063919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112503568448063919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/vsu-debate-for-dummies.html' title='The VSU Debate for Dummies'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112486377955946857</id><published>2005-08-24T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:53:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotard's homegrown philosophies: Religion is the product of impatience</title><summary type='text'>My religious backgroundI went to catholic primary schools and a catholic college for a year. I never really got into it, but I did do the whole 'first communion' thing. I only really attended church on religious holidays. When I was about 13, I learnt what the word hypocrite meant and decided I didn't want to be one... so I stopped attending church services. I also realized I had only been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112486377955946857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112486377955946857' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112486377955946857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112486377955946857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/cotards-homegrown-philosophies.html' title='Cotard&apos;s homegrown philosophies: Religion is the product of impatience'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112485443251578642</id><published>2005-08-24T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T11:33:52.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiothon</title><summary type='text'>I heart RTR.To prove my heartness for them, I subscribe every year.I used to be a gold subscriber, but that was before I became a born-again-student.This year's subscription effort earned me cds from Primal Scream and The Mars Volta... yay!If you're a Perthvert and appreciate quality radio and local music and stuff, then subscribe... go on... now... if you're still reading this you're not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112485443251578642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112485443251578642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112485443251578642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112485443251578642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/radiothon.html' title='Radiothon'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112472664726397654</id><published>2005-08-22T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T02:16:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Perthverts I suppose"</title><summary type='text'>I'm one of these annoying people at the movies that laughs long and loud at lines that no one else does, and I don't give a rat's arse what everyone else thinks of me when I do...With that in mind I present my:Top 5 favourite lines from movies that seemed to tickle my fancy more than they did everyone else's.1) "I dunno... Perthverts I suppose"Noah Taylor's character in True Love and Chaos when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112472664726397654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112472664726397654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112472664726397654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112472664726397654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/perthverts-i-suppose.html' title='&quot;Perthverts I suppose&quot;'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112460661152346962</id><published>2005-08-21T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:43:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brain hurts</title><summary type='text'>I'm into the second day of - what I can only hope is - a two day hangover.Details are sketchy, but I will attempt some sort of timeline of events.Friday.11am - After deciding to skip uni because I hadn't prepared for a tutorial, I get a text from Denis asking if I want to catch up for a couple of beers at the tav. 12noon - I arrive at the tav and buy a jug as I wait for Denis.12:15pm - Denis </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112460661152346962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112460661152346962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112460661152346962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112460661152346962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-brain-hurts.html' title='My brain hurts'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112429224576210046</id><published>2005-08-17T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:24:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy Update</title><summary type='text'>So there have been approximately 200 cases of unlawful detention of individuals by immigration officials over the past five years.How does our heroine respond to questioning on the issue?By saying that it's "old news".Her class knows no bounds.Apparently she later went on to say that those people who were wrongfully detanied should, "build a bridge" and "get over it".Listening to: Nick Drake - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112429224576210046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112429224576210046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112429224576210046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112429224576210046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/mandy-update.html' title='Mandy Update'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112428796640350195</id><published>2005-08-17T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T22:12:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I like</title><summary type='text'>Normally I shy away from advertising, I've even convinced my sister that I'm allergic to commercial radio. But if I had to advertise any products, these would by my Top 5.1) Fisherman's Friend - Strong Mint LozengesI am totally addicted. The best breath freshening mint ever.2) Tooheys NewMy current beer of choice. The liquor store next door perennially has it on special.3) SPC Fruit in JellyMy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112428796640350195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112428796640350195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112428796640350195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112428796640350195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/stuff-i-like.html' title='Stuff I like'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112413093347103702</id><published>2005-08-16T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:36:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mixed tape for a special friend</title><summary type='text'>Bike - Pink FloydWish You Were Here - Pink FloydAt First Sight - The StemsBeloved One - Ben HarperTalk About Love - My Friend the Chocolate CakeThe Ship Song - Nick CaveHow to Make Gravy - Paul KellyThis Mess We're In - PJ HarveyRosy and Grey - Weddings, Parties, AnythingFor a Short Time - Weddings, Parties, Anything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112413093347103702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112413093347103702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112413093347103702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112413093347103702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/mixed-tape-for-special-friend.html' title='A mixed tape for a special friend'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112399689926260878</id><published>2005-08-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:16:34.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross abuse of Blogger's new "Add Picture" function...</title><summary type='text'>The week in pictures:Bledisloe CupJerry Collins proves himself as the hardest man in world rugby at the moment by upsetting the marshmallow soft Wallabies.George Gregan and his fellow 'powder-puff' boys have now lost their last three matches... heads will roll, and yours could be the first George.The Ashes'Freddy' Flintoff and his mates bring the old and arrogant Aussies down a notch or two.It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112399689926260878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112399689926260878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112399689926260878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112399689926260878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/08/gross-abuse-of-bloggers-new-add.html' title='Gross abuse of Blogger&apos;s new &quot;Add Picture&quot; function...'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112262486297976845</id><published>2005-07-29T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:27:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A different sort of day</title><summary type='text'>I had lunch in Freo today with Mum, Nana (Mum's Mum), Aunty Mary (Dad's Sister) and Fay (family friend). Nana and Aunty Mary are both over from New Zealand.Aunty Mary is hilarious. There is  a shop in Freo called The Pickled Fairy, and on first seeing a sign for it, she enquired as to whether it was the "local gay nightclub".(Note - To potential gay nightclub owners. My Aunty thought of the name </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112262486297976845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112262486297976845' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112262486297976845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112262486297976845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/07/different-sort-of-day.html' title='A different sort of day'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571770.post-112260284050413537</id><published>2005-07-29T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:09:01.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've folded</title><summary type='text'>I've tried, honestly I have. But I can resist no longer.The English cricket team are such easy targets, it just doesn't seem right to take-the-piss. But this just arrived by e-mail (it's probably the 5th or 6th in a series of pommy-bashing e-mails received since the end of the 1st test).I've been studying the Poms...and I think I can help them. If we can find a way to pass on the following hints,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/112260284050413537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571770&amp;postID=112260284050413537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112260284050413537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571770/posts/default/112260284050413537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cotardssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-folded.html' title='I&apos;ve folded'/><author><name>cotard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15292576058367946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/1925/640/Xmas%20Paul.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
