So just what is the capital of Burkin Fasau?

No really.

Funnily enough, Jamos knew the answer to that one so I am now able to offer a shiny new penny to the first person to correctly spell answer the question...

That was one of the better questions from the trivia night. Problem with public servant trivia quiz's is that they seem to assume 1. you are accomplished in both obscure and popular political history and 2. the mean age of the audience is 50.
It was a pretty trivial night. But hey, at least we got two bottles of wine for the best dressed table! (we wore tie-dyed lab coats and big red wigs)

EVENT REVIEW: Micheal Franti & Spearhead
Bloody good. Bloody hot. Bloody sweaty. Most memorable moment? Watching a 50 year old woman 'shake her groove thing' to reggae inspired, politically controversial music. And outlast most of the 18 year old uni students.

Free at last, free at last...

Well, am finally back in ACT. Suffering post-tour-itis (basically jet lag, but rather than depending on time zones it depends on time away)

Am currently trying to avoid actual work by reading the BCS website. Yes, that's right. That's how desperate I've become. But it's become strangely addictive, a salve to my restlessness...

So rather than keep looking over my shoulder and getting yelled at for reading that, I'd much rather be looking over my shoulder and getting yelled at for blogging.

Am off to the DEST trivia night tonight. Apparently there is a prize for fancy dress. We found this out about half an hour ago.

I suggested robots because it's written on a box under my desk. Damn.