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We are looking for a freelance developer 0

Posted on December 22, 2010 by Liz Rowell

Red Ark is looking for a red hot freelance developer. You need your own laptop and software and to know the following inside and out: Photoshop, illustrator, Dreamweaver CS4.Flash CS4, Actionscript 2, XHTML, PHP & MySQL, Javascript and ideally AJAX.
Working from our friendly office with its panoramic views of St Leonards, this is a great opportunity to be an important part of a growing agency and do some excellent, fun work. Email liz@redark.com.au to chat more.

Our 30 Day BRITA Wellness Challenge has launched 0

Posted on December 06, 2010 by Liz Rowell

30 days to a renewed, recharged and refreshed you…………. easy hints and tips and small challenges you can set yourself every day.

30 Days to Renew, Refresh, Recharge with BRITA

30 Days to Renew, Refresh, Recharge with BRITA

Julian Assange has some brand image problems coming back to haunt him 0

Posted on December 03, 2010 by Liz Rowell

Vanity Fair unearthed some of his previous blog entries……….. really this beggars belief. He has a highly developed sense of his own self importance which I guess is why he wants to save the world as well as this young woman from Newcastle with the heaving bosom….

Sat 24 Jun 2006 : Canberra

Canberra, Australia; the physical realisation of Rand corporation propaganda films about the beneficial effects of the neutron bomb. From the air it’s a Walter Burley-Griffin concentric bomb target. From the ground, well, the bomb has landed — everywhere there’s the faceless facades of government. If there is an average Canberrian, milling about the grand emptiness, it is the Doric column. Canberra is encircled by them, weaving about like the Styx, bordering nowhere and Hades, and like the corporate firewall, keeping the dead in and the living out.

After my state sponsored stay at ANU, I ended up at a backpackers filled with some of the 900 Christians from the Australian University Christian Convergence. Most were young women and I turned, somewhat disgracefully, into a sort of Chesterton’s Hardy, the village atheist, brooding and blaspheming over the village idiot, while they, for their part, tried to convert me with the rise and fall their bosoms.

One of the devout was the lovely daughter of a New Castle minister. At some point in my unintended wooing of her, she looked up, fluttered her eyelids and said ‘Oh, you know so much! I hardly know anything!’. ‘That is why you believe in God,” I explained. This conversational brutality took her breath away and she swooned. I was exactly what she secretly longed for; a man willing to openly disagree with her father. All along she had needed a man to devote herself to. All along she had failed to find a man worthy of being called a man, failed to find a man who would not bow to gods, so she had chosen a god unworthy of being called a god, but who would not bow to a man.

It’s lovely to see a client outperforming the competition 0

Posted on December 02, 2010 by Liz Rowell

For the past two years the number of loans written by Mortgage Choice has risen faster than the overall market, despite the upheavals of the GFC, the vagaries of the real estate market and the fact that the banks are trying to cut brokers out. And the Mortgage Choice shares that I bought last year have gone up 62%. Noice.



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