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2009: a year with lemons
oranges are not the only fruit
06 July 2009 @ 05:30 pm
From the banks of Albert Park Lake I held a large yellow lemon, tempting black swans to glide their way towards me and peck. Their disappointment registered as a chorus of grunts and squeaks. Their friends caught on quickly, and I found myself birdless.
05 July 2009 @ 10:30 am
On the living room floor I measured myself in lemons, pleased to discover that my height in lemons is identical to my age in years!
04 July 2009 @ 07:30 pm
My birthday party drink was a fizzy sangria, mixing lemonade, soda water, orange juice and red wine, served in a vase-like container in which sagged a truly gigantic spiral-cut lemon.
03 July 2009 @ 07:30 pm
I used a hand-picked lemon to make a strong version of a Hong Kong lemon Coke, pouring the cola over an entire fruit, thinly sliced and bobbing. Delicious!
02 July 2009 @ 04:30 pm
We had a coin-rubbing activity at work, so I used the crayons to rub a lemon, creating bronze and silver smears in which patterns could be seen.
01 July 2009 @ 06:30 pm
The house on the corner has a trampoline in its yard, fenced in by mesh. I launched a series of lemons towards it, hearing them hopelessly bounce, wondering what the neighbours would think when they found their trampoline fruit-covered next morning.
30 June 2009 @ 09:30 pm
After the musical we had cocktails, and during the cocktails we played "spin the lemon." If the fruit chose you, you had to kiss someone. I kissed a girl! Girls kissed each other!
29 June 2009 @ 08:30 pm
By night, I placed lemons under the wheels of an oversized four-wheel drive in a carpark.
28 June 2009 @ 09:30 pm
Once, hanging clothes at night, I noticed a lemon tree in the yard of my neighbours, just within reach. I clambered onto a platform and stretched my hand across the divide, pushing through leaves and mesh until I was grasping lemons, and picking them.
27 June 2009 @ 04:30 pm
Australia's "Super 7" lottery had jackpotted to $90 million dollars so I used a spinning lemon to choose my numbers and enter the draw. No luck, but the spinning itself was enjoyable: 2, 8, 9, 27, 33, 37, 40.
26 June 2009 @ 10:30 pm
It was a strange party. There was an open fire, and a lull at the bar. Sneakily, I switched on a beer tap above a lemon, then greedily sucked off the beer. Retreating, I noticed that the tap was both inaccessible and still running - so much precious liquid lost!
25 June 2009 @ 05:30 pm
At the State Library of Victoria's Genealogy Centre I placed a thin slice of lemon beneath the lens of a microfiche reader, enjoying the massively enlarged view of flesh, juice and seeds.
24 June 2009 @ 08:30 pm
On Collins Street I placed a lemon on the tram-tracks and waited for the #109. It glided in, heavily, slicing the fruit and smearing juice over the concrete.
23 June 2009 @ 09:30 pm
In front of Melbourne's Shrine of Remembrance a flame burns and burns. I threw it a lemon and missed, one night, then launched a second with devastating accuracy. The fruit sat there, hissing, turning dark and then white, suffering the relentless fire. I stood beside it for a few minutes, blinding myself. Then it rained.
22 June 2009 @ 04:30 pm
Do lemons work as rubbers? I tested the hypothesis at work, one afternoon, and disproved it. But then I speared a lemon, and used its juice instead - the writing disappeared, completely washed away.
21 June 2009 @ 07:30 pm
I bought a new fish, named it Fanny, then backdropped its aquarium with lemons. Photo opportunity!
20 June 2009 @ 10:30 am
At the market a man was busking with percussion instruments which he invited children to scrape, hit and jangle. I picked up a cowbell and my newly-purchased giant lemon, using the fruit as a drumstick.
19 June 2009 @ 07:30 pm
I used an onion slicer on a whole lemon, clamping the device down and pressing tightly. An initial hit of juice, then a slow, crunchy descent of fruit accompanied by that smell. I struggled to find a use for the cubes, so set about washing up.
18 June 2009 @ 08:30 pm
I dropped a lemon from the window of my friend's seventh-floor apartment. It hit the metal roof of small building below, causing a single crash with no echo.