Far too many of these excuses for not blogging in the last couple of months, and here’s another one, as always with a mitigating excuse. Having retired from applying for funding and all the hijinks and public humiliation that is grant writing back in June of this year, like an enfeebled alcoholic whose turpentine bladder displays a paucity of self-control, I’m at it again. I have this lurking suspicion were I to adopt a less timorous demeanour when it comes to begging for currency, viz. the nuclear brinksmanship of Kim Jong Il, I’d be rather less unemployed.

Until then, or sometime during this week when I learn important skills of non-vacillation blogging will be sparse. Oh, and I’m back in Adelaide for the week, sun, dance, bodies in vats.