of note

It is way too cold now for the Canning St median strip hedonists but that very same cold weather is flushing out the masochists. This afternoon on the median strip I saw a man jogging citywards, badly. This jogging behaviour in and of itself is evidence of severe illness but he was doing it his special way: he'd taken off his shoes and was running along barefoot in the icy cold wet grass. He had one sneaker shoved onto each hand so he looked ridiculous and weird as well as incompetent, pitiful and exhausted.

He is everyone in the whole world.