Refurbished Bird

Julia Gillard, Australian Prime Minister

Julia Gillard, seen by many as the definitive air head, claimed population restraint policy in her brazen sweep to power. We don't hold our breath in waiting for her to do something about these papal delusions:



Breeding Chambers Erin Cassidy, Natalie Prevedello

http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2011/01/gaia-physics.html

Dame Oprah Tangent JAILED

Dame Oprah Tangent was jailed today for Family Violence against daughter Treacle following the loss of suitor Tank Noir, a casualty of DOT’s chronic money addiction. (http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2010/06/muderous-intent-in-camp-z-dame-oprah.html)

Treacle is claiming emotional damage following the gruesome discovery of Tank’s 3 day old corpse.

The body of the 17 year old was found impaled on Compound Primary Scanner Antennae #629 in full Kamikaze regalia.

ZAP reporter Ghoul Compost-Lloyd is at the scene as we cross live to Canberra.

Salivating deeply over the carnage Ghoul was mute. Inspiration for block buster horror stories seep into his skull by this method.

Surfacing from the septic silence for a moment, a resonant, festering gurgle was heard throughout the precinct.

ZAP sound engineers suggest Mr. Ghouls left foot was the source of this emanation, setting up haemorrhoidal hemoflagellate bubbling via oesophageal 2nd order harmonics.

Canb. Magistrates Court

The vanity meter was pinned, bent around the end stop as Justice Chris Pretty Esq cruised by. The signature aroma of law court powder puff androgyny lingered throughout the corridor.

With dry detail of law double-speak, Treacle and Mr Pretty met in cubicle 1.

Mr Pretty, in sotto voice, dangling his stainless steel 18 carat Parker “Frontier” in her face asked ‘do you know what this is?’

Treacle brimming with enthusiasm and bucket mouth gusto replied ‘a pen’

Pretty, shaking his head with mock disappointment said ‘Do you know anything of court protocol?’ After a self-piteous ‘No’, Chris continued 'If you’re in the stand and the magistrate asks "know what this is?" The reply is 'yes' or 'no'

Treacle’s zest had left her. She felt dejected and foolish for not knowing everything. He sensed her disappointment and, noticing a hint of Grecian nobility in her features, resolved to take her to dinner that night for further instruction.

MATRIX

Tigey u get scoop on androgyny?

Yeah yesterday front page

"Nation wakes to new dawn"

Daily new dawn?

...Not for me.

ACTEW pic’s good. Matrix. Daily androgyny en masse.

Muderous Intent in Camp Z (Dame Oprah Tangent goes Ballistic)

Hi there followers of Tempestuous Raging Extremist At Compoundos Luxurious Explicitous (Treacle).
A grim consequence of Tank Noir's love addiction to the fickle, the totally-self semi-goth anarchist Treacle Tangent, has left Ingrate Noir (Tank's Mum) in full lock-down police protection.

Treacle's MOTHER, The Right Honourable Dame Oprah Tangent (DOT) has developed homicidal hatred toward Ingrate, the potential Mother-In-Law 2 Treacle.

DOT has allegedly accessed Ingrates' bank details & found her lacking in terms of raw financial clout. Furthermore she's found Ingrate Noir to be better educated with an "old-money" family line of class and aristocratic largess.

Dot chooses weapon

As all novo-riche do, DOT finds this intolerable.

GT (Gerard Tangent) in a rare public comment claimed powerlessness over the situation as he was "quite scared" of Dot.

He said although she's my wife, I learned early never to mess with her when it came to money and pride.

Tank, in the wake of this mayhem, is reported to have gone back to the actual love of his life ...His Mother! http://probabilityzone.blogspot.com/2010/05/emotional-incest.html

ZAP Encryption Guru Cracks TANGENT Security

In a world first, 48 bit Number Cruncher Hybrid Byte has cracked State-of-the-Art data links into the TANGENT compound.
Using a modified crystal set, pink caviar, and a dangerously over-clocked quantum computer, Mr. Byte captured images direct from the inner sanctum ...Treacle Tangent's Bedroom !!
Due to a treacherous leak within ZAP, Treacle was alerted to the situation before any truly toxic images could be aired.
In a blitzkrieg of absolute control, AFP data police re-routed proprietary ZAP networks direct to The Lodge, Canberra.
We understand Kelvin Stud, recently in therapy over the 16 yr old pop-star, has suffered a major setback. Leading psychiatrists within The Lodge, suggest Mr. Stud is unlikely to recover.
Two ZAP images, released yesterday have been blamed for the Chiefs' Meltdown:

These suggest Tank Noir, Treacles' current boyfriend, breached compound security gaining entry to the girls' bedroom. He then left a bold message on Treacle's misty east facing window.

Mr. Gerard Tentacle Tangent, Treacles' ultra-protective Dad, is reported to be pleased at Tanks' ingenuity.

Mr. Tangent, who hand picked Noir as suitable for Treacle (http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2010/05/treacle-gets-man.html) is said to be delighted the boy did not take advantage of his power over the situation. That Treacle, regardless of her outrageously brazen persona, was still found to be "intact"

Treacle goes MEGA MODEST

In a wave of Victorian Fervour, Treacle Tangent has threatened litigation against ZAP for any unauthorised publication of on-line images.

Insiders believe this significant development within Treacles’ mind is linked to her attraction to bejewelled iconic emblems embedded in Tank Noir’s leather jacket.
ZAP Industries Spokesperson, Purse-String Spokes, says ZAP is totally committed to full coverage of this story.

Ms Spokes claims "we’ve submitted to Treacle’s outrageous demand of $2.1 Million AUD for an exclusive shoot on Treacle’s favourite lamp  and, hot off the press, a bold new image of her latest handbag with the lamp"

             
…more will be revealed....

Treacle Gets a Man

Treacle came home to find her father had advertised in the local newspaper. Asking about it, he replied it was to find a husband for her. Treacle was shocked. Why? Because she was only sixteen.
......hot pic of treacle @ ......(trade secret)  ....modest pic 2b posted soon ...

Nevertheless, she talked it over with her Dad. He explained it was important to find a kind and loving young man while she was still at school. School equated to the dollar value of her personal bank account, opened on her behalf before she was born.

Quality school results were also important re finding a healthy unit.

The same Saturday of the advertisement, the phone rang. Dad asked the boy where he was and if they could meet that afternoon.

Eagle Hawk tavern was socially eclectic to the extent of bikers exchanging semi-respectful nods at tradesman, and hairdressers giving acknowledgement to public servant’s wives (if they were recognized as clientele from Canberra). Beyond this it was every man for himself, and every woman for the richest man.

Gerard, strolling casually into this cool little scene, scanned swiftly from left to right. He immediately spotted a young man of average dimensions with black shortish hair and neatly trimmed moustache. His bike helmet was matt black, his leather jacket slung neatly over an adjoining chair.
Tank Noir passed the test.

Later that afternoon, Treacle scanned him and discovered he could talk.

...to be continued ......

Storyline (Treacle comes of Age)

scene
afternoon tea trestle table dressed with one finely hand blown vase, three red,
flowers inserted; one black laptop,
one black on white with splodged pink teacup;
three books stacked (grey, red and black)
on top one grey hand phone.

to the left of table on floor is placed one black bag with
...two loaves of bread
...unopened NZ Gouda cheese
...one bunch of flowers
...one miniature red 50’s style clutch bag

STORYLINE:
thing about those cosy romantic Canberra bistros is they squeeze the tables in and with six inches on either side of your table, ones default dining companions for the evening are the immediate neighbours left and right.

Edward and I recently found ourselves in a trendy new Canberra retro-goth bistro next to an American couple, recently engaged. They were whispering to each other clearly delighted with the experience, the food, the atmosphere, the sweat, and the stale aroma of movie aftermath. After they finished their meals, on some silent command, they both whipped out their smart phones and for five minutes plus sat centred with screens ten centimetres from their eyes reading, texting, emailing with intense concentration and frozen faces. Serious business.

Ed, never the exhibitionist, motioned in sotto voice, “cheese platter delicious”

I commented on the pleasant ambiance of the lighting. Ed followed with pleasantries on the rich array of dead fish dangling from the rafters.

Suddenly there was a blinding sequence of flashes from the American’s pocket socket techno-marvel followed by loud brash comments on how perfect the images will be on his new album cover.
Seemingly the fiancée was primary backing vocalist on his latest Fish-Goth album. Suddenly the girl started shouting at him

'PRINT YOURSELF ORANGE OSCAR'

The man responded “listen Treacle this is MY show …TOTAL …and FURTHERMORE …”

…upon which his phone lit up in bright gaudy colours with MANTRA-POP 3D STEREO blasting the entire restaurant precinct with the urgency of his self-importance.

epilogue:
Liz and Ed had had enough!
Leaving the remains of the cheese platter for potential communion with the dead fish, they caught the afternoon CONNEX to Sydney, due Strathfield 1900.
The business class LCD screen had a network spiel live from the Whitehouse, Barack himself proffering...

"...Being your own brand requires work and training. Working for a luxury company insists you are a walking advertisement. Incorporate an 'etiquette' session into every sales meeting. This works well, sets a style and makes a favourable impression on all guests. It’s all about hollywood..."

THE ART OF CONVERSATION

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Have new short story + pics due out within next fortnight.

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Esprit Tang

Hi What's your name?

Esprit Tang
Esprit Tang ... that's funny!
Tang!
Yes? You want to pay? Ok.
Nice shirt! ....I'm only here for today as somebody logged out. She's ill. I'm in Tuggeranong tomorrow. That's where I'm based.
Oh.
Yes. I've been working in Canberra for two years. Before that I was in Sydney. I'm moving back to Sydney end of month.
Really! Tang were you born in Sydney ?

No, Vietnam (born in Hanoi). I live with my parents in Mawson. They moved with me to Canberra. I studied accountancy in Maquarie Uni Sydney. I'm going back to Mansfield. Wow!