Bank error in your favour, collect $10 Mil

The report of a couple from NZ whose bank accidentally credited $10 million into their account has got me thinking. Firstly, that banks are bastards (but that can honestly go without saying). Secondly, how would I handle that temptation?

Perhaps one could use the money to secure another loan of an even greater value (I understand that's how the current mess got started in the states). Or I could take the money and run (but you can hide forever). Or I could alert the bank and give the money back.

In my opinion its a case of giving the money back. But the bank is doing nothing in my opinion by sounding tough and warning of penalties and trouble. Like some ineffectual school prefect that no one respects. Banks have jerked me around often enough and I have rarely had an apology from them.

Perhaps this is an opportunity not only for people to understand that bank errors are rarely in their favour, but also for the banks to show some charm in dealing with this kind of thing...

Still waiting

Bub has not arrived. In fact they show no signs of arriving. The value of their arriving status is nil.

The due date was yesterday.
It is interesting to me because in the near if not immediate future (just checked my phone, no missed calls) bub will arrive and from that point on they will have always been here. Their life begins. Trying to imagine what their parents were like before they were born will be difficult.

And yet... Still waiting. Have run out of nervous energy and so has Evie. Just waiting and carrying on as usual.

Why weird is good

Last year I heard a talk by a former marketing manager of Toyota cars (Australia). He was a really interesting guy. His talk was an interesting take on standing out in a me-too market. His advice was to be weird. Don't be normal.
No problem for me.
But his advice went to the core of adaptability in a changing market. It also captures the idea of passion for what you do, that perhaps not everyone gets it but sometimes that's okay.

This week is the PBS Radiothon (last week was the 3MBS one) and I will be pledging my support as I did last year. I regularly write about the appalling state of mainstream media in this country, so where does one turn to to hear good music? Why to community radio my friend. And I should say that there are grades of quality in Community Radio. PBS is one of best ones in the country (with a current fetish for funk and soul in all its varieties).

So last night I was driving home and I caught the tail end of the country and western show. I'll be honest country and western for me is more miss than hit, but I will listen to it because every now and again you find a jewel Well in this case an Eilen Jewel [MySpace page HERE] the DJ played a couple of fantastic moody country tracks and finished with 'Rain Roll In'. Thankfully I had a pen in the car and wrote it down.

I consider myself to have a good ear for music and Eilen Jewel is good music. I invite you to check out her songs on MySpace, I'll be buying the album this weekend (I have no respect for people who do steal music) and I recommend you do the same.

Going back to my earlier point, without PBS I would never have heard Eilen Jewel, I would never have been exposed to some music I like. This service, this revelation of grooves was given to me by someone who gets on the radio because they love their music. Because they are passionate about their music. Probably because they are weird.

I also encourage you to support your local community radio station. Link to the PBS Radiothon [Here].

Snow Cat

Went to the Zoo on the weekend and had a great time. Will definitely be taking Ladybird there when they are older (and actually here). We saw Lions, tigers, monkeys, giraffes, bogans and bears. In fact it was quite the cross section of mammals. Notably absent where any reptiles or such like. Well it is almost winter...

Evie announced yesterday that she is officially ready to give birth. Ladybird has not yet made any indication of arriving, they are due on the 26th though, so they are not late (per se). Myself I'm holding out for a post 20th date, but only for the silliest of possible reasons. After the 20th will make them a Gemini, born in the year of the Ox (like me!)
So we continue with the waiting game...

Last night we had the great pleasure of watching a performance of the Nefes Ensemble at the Abbotsford convent. I cannot in any measure do justice to the beauty of the music I heard. At best I can tell you it was music from the Ottoman Empire. Parts were improvisation (just love the sound of the Ney), parts were Sufi calls and one peice was compossed by a Sultan. Every note was haunting and beautiful. It transported us all to an amazing place. My only regret was the short length of the concert. I could have listened to them for hours. Myspace page HERE...

Robot Menace

Fun blog from the New Yorker that has taken on a life of its own.
[HERE]

Machine Mundi

Last night was the budget address, same sh*t different a$%hole.

Today Evie and I had breakfast at the wonderful Lentil as Anything restaurant here at the Abbotsford convent. We are taking advantage of moments like this while we can. Our beautiful child will be here any day now, so getting about while we can is important.

Also as important is me doing some Dad-to-be-research. The other night on the telly (Daddy, what does hypocrite mean...) we watched a documentary on the Snow Leopard. My goodness, set cute meter to max!! AND I turns out that Melbourne Zoo has a some baby Snow Leopards OMG!!

So this weekend we are off to the Zoo. Gonna check it out for Ladybird and make sure we know the lay of the land and check out those little cutey pie furry killing machines!!

Going Bodly (motion away)

The New Yorker has a review of the latest Star Trek movie HERE.
I'm all for Star Trek movies, Wrath of Khan is still an all time favourite, but I have not enjoyed any of the incumbent directors previous efforts.

I hold no high hopes for this movie.

Film versus TV

The media in Australia is appallingly bad. Its bar is set so low Australian media is routinely banned from limbo competitions around the world. I did hear an interesting rumour that the reason the print and TV quality is so bad is because advertising revenue is down significantly. Which means less revenue to spend on talent, which means having even less talent on hand to improve the output. One figure mentioned to me for a metropolitan broadsheet advertising was $4 mil per week to $1 mil.
Would that not encourage a lifting of standards? You would think so, but alas it is not to be. The three major TV networks are similarly running on the smell of an oily rag. Which is demonstrated by the abundance of cheap 'reality' shows (backyard makeover talent cooking expose) and the lack of programs. One channel is actually re-running the previous nights entertainment the next day at lunch time then again on Friday evenings. Probably having spent every last sent on the brutally flogged horses corpse that is The Simpsons most recent series...

How will our media masters meet the challenge of delivering the audience up to advertisers?
The Onion has a vision for us all to fear [LINK]

Fate

Its been a busy past few weeks Bubbas.
Highlights include;

• Getting an awesome new job
• Having my Ma down from Sydney for a couple of days
• Getting a framed Elvis poster

Well in the job kicks off in a week. Its doing the same kind of stuff that I've been doing in Canberra. So while I was good at it up there, I didn't necessarily enjoy it. Well trying to find a job down here that keeps as part of the network has been hard. The work I've doing at the Radiostation has been very enjoyable. The best part has been to make friends and meet some amazing people. The time now, however, has come to move on as was the plan. So we are doing well on the front.

Ma came down last week. What I noticed the most about this visit was how much I missed her when I put her on the plane. My beloved is due any day now, so Ma wanted to come down before the bub is due. To have her here in her role as a Mum and a Grandmother was special. In my mind I felt we were under assessment (in a good way) by Ma to make sure our house, our community and family in Melbourne were ready for Ladybird. I am a very independent minded person and yet I wanted Mum to stay like I never needed her before. It was a very special weekend.

ELVIS!! Among the many things I love the story of Elvis is very prominent. So the framed poster is of a very young Elvis, performing just after Sun Records sold his contract to RCA. Elvis has been recording and performing for about 18 months, he has not yet met Tom Parker and his truck drivers license is still current in case this all goes wrong... A magic moment in the story of music in the 20th century.

So its been a pretty jam packed couple of weeks. Not sure if I have successfully relayed the scope and magnitude of it all...