Many readers of this blog would no doubt believe I am inured to embarrassment. Continue reading
Archive for the Observation Category
#tayforhottest100 was a storm in a teacup. Now she’s been disqualified however, there seems to be a pattern forming in the leaves that remain silted at the bottom. Continue reading
I feel responsible. I feel that I must do something like Flanagan, or Tolstoy. Anything less is a waste of everyone’s time – both yours, and mine. If I think about it too much, there’s not even time enough to go to work. Continue reading
The last twelve to eighteen months have taught me that if you put something on the internet, everybody will see it. People rarely comment on-line, but I seem to get all kinds of bizarre responses when I see them in public, ranging from facial expressions that look like they’ve swallowed a bullfrog (and are struggling to keep it down) to, ‘What’s with all the leather gear?’ Or even, ‘Are you a Satanist?’ Continue reading
Your humble narrator was fortunate enough to be quoted in The Age Newspaper and The Sydney Morning Herald today on the subject of cage fighting in Victoria.
“Forget everything anybody says or does; everything is a cry, please love me.”
Sufi poet. Continue reading