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On one of the few remaining travels from around the complex and with arms at the pacing ready. Knock back on twenty five for the break watches on as four milk bottles sit at the ready for the service lift to take them away. Away from it all and away from the menacing boxes, looming large with their intent to fold and cardboard the wares and worries away. Two against four and the odds are all even with ratios to spare.

Crowd powered media goes with Skim milk straight from the cow.

After the media screening of Tales from Earthsea with Ryano at the Dendy Newtown, a stop over by Newtown Thai for lunch. And, just like the main strip is so plentiful of, a plate of Thai at a nicely good price of only $6.

What's on the plate: an upsided bowl of rice, flower cut carrots, crunchy brocolli, crunchy cauliflower, chicken slices and strips, pepper and garlic. Don't forget the baby corn. Plus a fork and spoon.

Fresh and tight tasting.

And so there is an adventure in the air when the mind that rots looks out into the garden for a bit of fresh air only to choke back on the wayward flies which manage to escape from the cluthes of the spider holdling court at that time of the morning.

Preview pass to Spider-Man 3 preview screening at George Street in the city. For some reason, collecting back the preview passes, they were all thrown out from the night's session. And yet, oodles and oodles of the bundles of the preview passes from the April 30 session were still lying around. Who knows why.

Neck needs to be limber to watch some action scenes. Forget about catching this at the IMAX. Brilliant film really, touching and emotional.

Strawberry sundae from Rashay's Cafe on Macquarie Street in Liverpool. For tonight's menu, all desserts being half price and smoking in your face comes free for sitting next to inconsiderates.

Consisting of all things, strawberry, dollops of icecream and the blood essence of strawberries made into the syrup of their fallen own. Or it's just sugared up with red colouring. Same thing really. All done and set into a triangular dish.

Apparently, one of the more hirsuite waiters, who would put his well follicled arms over your plates, sports a most affected accent if ever there was one to guess and field. Spanish? Italian? Who knows.