Tag: brisbane

  • Sketch: It’s been a while…

    Kat Johnston – my little girl looks to a star above…

    9 days in fact. My apologies – it’s been one heck of a couple of weeks. Builders in and out of the house, real-estate agents not wanting to give straight answers, not getting a job I would have liked to have gotten, I have to get surgery because my knee is not behaving… all in all, it’s been a just a teensie bit rotten. But that’s ok. Because I have a sketch for you!

    You know how I’ve mentioned my ‘little girl’ before? This is her. She’s a reoccurring character that I draw over and over, here and there. And she’s cute!

    Ok, so onto something a little different. I went to a concert last night – the Pink Funhouse Tour concert. When Pink actually got to the stage, it was an absolutely fantastic show. She was brilliant. What was, however, disappointing about the night, was waiting for the actual concert to start. The tickets say ‘7:30’, so I expect an opening act, and then Pink to be on the stage by say… ohh… 8:00, or perhaps 8:30, tops. But noooo… it was already 9:15 by the time it got to the actual concert.

    That, my friends, was a little disappointing – if we weren’t set on watching the main act, I would have walked out the door by 9. After all, you pay to see Pink, not Faker and a DJ for almost 2 hours. Not that Faker was bad or anything, and the DJ was actually fairly brilliant, but when you’re waiting for the main act, you don’t want to sit there and listen to something else for so long – it didn’t seem to pump up the crowd for the main act, it just seemed to draw out the time until it actually happened. Hopefully it was just a ‘first night in Brisbane’ type mishap backstage that made the wait so incredibly, incredibly long.

    But the wait aside, the actual concert part of the night itself was fantastic. Pink really knows how to move around a stage and sing while being tossed this way and that in incredible feats of acrobatics, and the stage-show itself was just brilliant. Pink, not surprisingly, sung incredibly well, and even proved she wasn’t lip-syncing a couple of times by forgetting the words. Phew! Yay for the Pink concert!

    I’m so not apologizing for enjoying awesome pop music by the way. So there!

  • Sketch / Photo: Flooding in Brisbane prevents my posting yesterday.

    Kat Johnston Sketch: Yes… this is what I planned to post yesterday. That didn’t freakin happen though…

    Yesterday I planned on posting an image, this sketch I had created moments before scanning it in. However, no sooner than I had uploaded it to Flickr and was preparing to write my post today, that the incredible occurred. My rumpus room flooded.

    It has been steadily raining here over the past few days, and of course, we had to get flooded. The room went from dry to having a third of it covered in water in about two minutes flat. Now here’s the thing – this didn’t have to happen. There was no reason for this to happen – it was preventable! Our lounge had been flooded before, and there was ample opportunities for the owners of this place to fix the problem – in fact, I think they even filed an insurance claim over it. Did they fix the seal that allowed our rented property to flood though? No. They decided in their infinite wisdom that it ‘wouldn’t happen again’. It was very obviously a problem with dodgy construction, but they decided that rather than caring about the well-being of their tenants, they’d just let it slide and get the carpets cleaned.

    I’ve been absolutely fuming over this, mainly because it was only by sheer luck that I was downstairs at the time this occurred to whisk all of our electronics equipment up from their places before they were drowned. It doesn’t do anything to help that the owners violated the residential tenancies act and had builders over to our place twice without any notice whatsoever either, twice in two weeks. Once this week, at 7:30 in the morning!

    I’m telling you, if we didn’t need a place to live right now, I would be shooting daggers at people and glaring very very angrily. There might just be the use of flame-throwers too. I am not currently a happy camper.

    Anyhow, hardly anything we can do about it now… so here’s a photo! Welcome to our new indoor swimming pool, courtesy of fools who would rather get annoyed tenants and carpet cleaned after the fact rather than fix the problem in the first place.

    Kat Johnston: Flooding in Brisbane… why’d it have to be us?