tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post8706572067947192697..comments2023-10-29T21:28:41.709+10:30Comments on Pavlov's Cat: Literary criticism corner: is barfing the new black?Kerryn Goldsworthyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-27740501004643534812008-04-17T18:42:00.000+09:302008-04-17T18:42:00.000+09:30Ahem. The expression 'gynaecologist joke' is widel...Ahem. The expression 'gynaecologist joke' is widely if not universally regarded among women as an oxymoron.<BR/><BR/>TT, the concept of the LOLsheep certainly does intrigue. It reminds me of my country-girl days when we'd go out with my dad and the dog to move a mob of sheep from one paddock to another, usually a mile or two away down the road, and you'd get them as far as a crossroads where you wanted them to go straight ahead - but a third of them would turn left, a third would turn right, and the remaining third would turn right round and come back towards you. Sheep are both dumb and bad.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-88935321664564149682008-04-17T17:09:00.000+09:302008-04-17T17:09:00.000+09:30"MON MON MON MON MON MON MON"There's a gynaecologi..."MON MON MON MON MON MON MON"<BR/><BR/>There's a gynaecologist joke in there somewhere, but I wouldn't touch it with yours.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-91228530941262933012008-04-17T17:03:00.000+09:302008-04-17T17:03:00.000+09:30This is the most entertaining thread I've read in ...This is the most entertaining thread I've read in yonks.<BR/><BR/>Word verification "embaa" which appears to be an instruction for some sort of LOLsheep. Not quite sure where to start with that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-56170516405719040622008-04-17T13:31:00.000+09:302008-04-17T13:31:00.000+09:30Yeah, see, that's why I have cats.How aboutMON MON...Yeah, see, that's why I have cats.<BR/><BR/>How about<BR/><BR/>MON MON MON MON MON MON MONKerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-8166330547750374252008-04-17T12:41:00.000+09:302008-04-17T12:41:00.000+09:30Just as well loldogs aren't so popular or you coul...Just as well loldogs aren't so popular or you could have called it <BR/><BR/>I HAD A VOMIT<BR/>BUT I EATED ITZoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-62998907678195273672008-04-16T23:40:00.000+09:302008-04-16T23:40:00.000+09:30I've just realised I should have called this post ...I've just realised I should have called this post NOOO, THEY BE STEALIN MY BUKKET!Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-28162655734759704552008-04-16T20:11:00.000+09:302008-04-16T20:11:00.000+09:30"So many earth-shaking discussions must happen in ..."So many earth-shaking discussions must happen in the Gents"<BR/><BR/>Actually, no. Making the Earth move is not usually on the agenda*. Generally speaking, communication of any kind is absolutely minimised and, quite frankly, chaps who insist on blathering are highly suspect.<BR/><BR/>The following may help the more curious of you womenfolk:<BR/><BR/>http://www.themanspage.org/loos.shtml<BR/><BR/>*NTTAWWT. <BR/><BR/>P.S. And, Zoe: HEH. I regret that my mirthmeter cuts out at "11".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-82551914823816382402008-04-16T15:35:00.000+09:302008-04-16T15:35:00.000+09:30My beef is that we always have to visit the men's ...My beef is that we always have to visit the men's loos on TV Shows, and listen to that charming trickling noise, then the Ziiiiiippppppp, as they trail off to the basins. <BR/><BR/>So many earth-shaking discussions must happen in the Gents; but I don't want to go there.<BR/><BR/>Vomiting? Yep, they do that on telly too. And smoking.<BR/><BR/>Maybe I watch too much TV....Robyn Rinehart Arthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00082448618931397211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-57860431501750485772008-04-16T15:29:00.000+09:302008-04-16T15:29:00.000+09:30I thought one of them would have to be The Lost Bo...I thought one of them would have to be The Lost Boys. Stands to reason.lucy tartanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09244574932248425378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-69127455244563228052008-04-16T11:56:00.000+09:302008-04-16T11:56:00.000+09:30Zoe: heh.Mindy: Funny you should say that -- the f...Zoe: heh.<BR/><BR/>Mindy: Funny you should say that -- the first Rebus novel I ever read has an opening scene in which Rebus throws up into the seal pool at the Zoo, where he has been staking out a pedophile among (if I am not mistaken) the meerkats. Nearly put me off Rankin altogether. Think what I would have missed. The only 2 full-on 'crime' novels here are the two Garry Dishers, which with the Garner are the ones I read for my own pleasure -- the other 11 were for work.<BR/><BR/>Gilmae: the novels are<BR/><I>Breath</I> by Tim Winton<BR/><I>The Spare Room</I> by Helen Garner<BR/><I>The Red Book</I> by Meaghan Delahunt<BR/><I>The Lost Boys</I> by Sam de Brito (wall-to-wall vomit, there)<BR/><I>Submarine</I> by Joe Dunthorne (another book about adolecscent boys, more gratuitous hurling and other grossness)<BR/><I>The Seance</I> by John Harwood (actually I don't think anyone does upchuck in this one -- the three 19th-century narrators are all too well bred to mention such a thing)<BR/><I>The Comfort of Figs</I> by Simon Cleary<BR/><I>The Landscape of Desire</I> by Kevin Rabalais<BR/><I>Kittyhawk Down</I> by Garry Disher<BR/><I>Kill the Possum</I> by James Moloney<BR/><I>All We Ever Wanted was Everything</I> by Janelle Brown<BR/><I>Snapshot</I>, also by Garry Disher<BR/><I>The Reserve</I> by Russell Banks<BR/><I>A Rose for the Anzac Boys</I> by Jackie French<BR/><BR/>Dr Siri Paiboun in Colin Cotterill's <I>Disco for the Departed</I> also upchucks over three particularly disgusting dead bodies all in the same room (and him a doctor and a coroner, pffft) but I think I read that one more than two weeks ago.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-52124861781613161502008-04-16T09:50:00.000+09:302008-04-16T09:50:00.000+09:30What were the novels, out of curiosity?What were the novels, out of curiosity?Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02642182760113377117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-29225705425861169132008-04-16T09:23:00.000+09:302008-04-16T09:23:00.000+09:30Have you been reading predominantly crime novels? ...Have you been reading predominantly crime novels? I realised yesterday that my Rebus book involved chucking up too, but it was after finding a particularly grisly body and of course Rebus wasn't sick.<BR/><BR/>Sympathy to you Zoe. The clean up afterwards really sucks.Mindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10634135486127575735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-17700488441715602582008-04-16T08:00:00.000+09:302008-04-16T08:00:00.000+09:30Days of whining grossness, Pav.Which I never would...Days of whining grossness, Pav.<BR/><BR/>Which I never would have dared say but for that heaveses thing.Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-21738729046886628032008-04-15T19:42:00.000+09:302008-04-15T19:42:00.000+09:30Zoe, indeedie-do. I read your tale of the indestru...Zoe, indeedie-do. I read your tale of the indestructible chorizo fragment (and I would link to it, but this comments thingy won't let me post links for some reason) with great interest but no envy.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-20191736367174592412008-04-15T19:12:00.000+09:302008-04-15T19:12:00.000+09:30"is barfing the new black?"Well everybody's doing ...<I>"is barfing the new black?"</I><BR/><BR/>Well everybody's doing it day and night around here.Zoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546885088503890394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-43806726219096070512008-04-15T18:31:00.000+09:302008-04-15T18:31:00.000+09:30Thank you, Fyodor. That is praise from Sir Hubert ...Thank you, Fyodor. That is praise from Sir Hubert Stanley.<BR/><BR/>On reflection, I may have been thinking of Gollum. That onomatopoeia, it's all around us.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-34411519729248891052008-04-15T18:02:00.000+09:302008-04-15T18:02:00.000+09:30"Which I agree is enough to give anybody the, um, ..."Which I agree is enough to give anybody the, um, heaveses"<BR/><BR/>11/10Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-50075846989327785642008-04-15T14:55:00.000+09:302008-04-15T14:55:00.000+09:30Well, I've seen at least one Breughel of which tha...Well, I've seen at least one Breughel of which that is true -- all those harvest feasts is what does it. IIRC there is quite a lot of barfing in Goya. And Heironymous Bosch is full of it.<BR/><BR/>So to speak.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-44580761281693794532008-04-15T14:28:00.000+09:302008-04-15T14:28:00.000+09:30Excellent Blawwwwwgh post! You could have great na...Excellent Blawwwwwgh post! You could have great names for different types of entries: ie, Technicolour Porn, Technicolour Corn, Chunders of Wonder...<BR/><BR/>In my DVD of Bazza McKenzie, there's an old Four Corners interview with Barry Humphries riffing delightfully upon the necessity of chunders in great artworks. He cites (presumably fictional) works by Breughel, etc, saying, "There's always someone, in the corner, having a little chunder out of the window."TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-87931141716532504212008-04-15T14:24:00.000+09:302008-04-15T14:24:00.000+09:30Mindy -- genius. Update: it's actually fourteen no...Mindy -- genius. <BR/><BR/>Update: it's actually <I>fourteen</I> novels and bugger me if there's not a chunder chapter in that one as well.<BR/><BR/>Word verification: gtxfsul.<BR/><BR/>Really.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-63593722568345378962008-04-15T14:13:00.000+09:302008-04-15T14:13:00.000+09:30I'd put in a complaint with your employers if all ...I'd put in a complaint with your employers if all the other reviewers aren't complaining about the vomiting this week. Favoritism that is! (in appropriate Monty Python voice).<BR/><BR/>Maybe you could start a 'Bad vomiting' competition along the lines of the bad sex writing competition.Mindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10634135486127575735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-86139293667061018572008-04-15T13:20:00.000+09:302008-04-15T13:20:00.000+09:30Good point. Passion is strong in Mr Darcy, but his...Good point. Passion is strong in Mr Darcy, but his stomach isn't. He'd be as green as Mrs Bennet's aspidistras.<BR/><BR/>Puke lit could be the next big thing. Intestinal realism?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-6180773485401080182008-04-15T13:16:00.000+09:302008-04-15T13:16:00.000+09:30I surmise, Ms Tartan, that you have been reading t...I surmise, Ms Tartan, that you have been reading too much about the Deaveses. <BR/><BR/>(Which I agree is enough to give anybody the, um, heaveses.)Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-78456722990299810002008-04-15T13:13:00.000+09:302008-04-15T13:13:00.000+09:30It's a postmodern thing. Metaphoric backlash agai...It's a postmodern thing. Metaphoric backlash against all that bricolagic appropriation, ingestion of the Other, etc.<BR/><BR/>maybe.lucy tartanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09244574932248425378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17433936.post-9462227326622671642008-04-15T13:08:00.000+09:302008-04-15T13:08:00.000+09:30Hm, yes, I can see a number of possibilities here....Hm, yes, I can see a number of possibilities here. However, my own extensive experience of upchucking tells me that the colour drains from one's cheeks, rather than rising in them, and leaves them a fetching shade of palest <I>eau-de-nil</I>.<BR/><BR/>The tragic thing is that with one exception these novels are not particularly rock'n'rolly or grunge. Vomit seems to be running the entire fictional gamut. To put it onomatopoeically.Kerryn Goldsworthyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11270814460793882309noreply@blogger.com