Olive beats Culture Jamming.

While thinking out and writing some stuff for a post about culture jamming I came across something that made me stop writing for today. On Dan's blog I stumbled across his "i digg this"-list that linked me here. And to make a long way short this link (glory, glory internet, everything seems to be linked) lead me to the blog of Olive Riley. "Okay, so what?!" you may think. The point is that she is 107 years old. And I bet she has got a lot of interesting things to tell. About today, the last century and the century before the last century. That's slightly more exciting than culture jamming to me right now. Perhaps I'll post that tomorrow. As long as Olive won't draw off my attention. By the way she loves shandy. Brilliant. I love shandy as well (though in Hamburg we call it Alsterwasser). Anyway let's raise a glass of shandy for Olive and listen to her introduction and what might follow:

"Good Morning everyone. My name is Olive Riley. I live in Australia near Sydney. I was born in Broken Hill on Oct. 20th 1899.Broken Hill is a mining town, far away in the centre of Australia. My Friend, Mike, has arranged this blog for me. He is doing the typing and I am telling the stories."