On this very special Fool’s Day there’s a particular bunch of creative and inspiring idiots I want to tell you about. An oft-maligned and misunderstood subspecies of student named ‘Proshketeers’, they are said to inhabit the darkest corners of the University of Western Australia. Most of the time they look just like your average student, but it…
Category: Creative and/or Inspiring Yodas
When I want to tell you about some cool people I know who do cool things and are just cool.
GNU Sir Terry.
The irreplaceable Sir Terry Pratchett passed away last week. As was completely appropriate for one of the world’s most prolific storytellers, the news was published on his twitter account as a three-parter. I can’t remember when I started reading him… I think I steered clear for ages because I thought his Discworld series was pure high fantasy, and high…
Thank Ye, Big Yin!
*** LANGUAGE WARNING LANGUAGE WARNING*** … seriously. I went to Billy Connolly’s High Horse show in Brisbane last Saturday night… I apologise to everybody in advance because this will be my sweariest post ever; really Mum you might want to miss this one. Or bits of it. At least until after the moving picture things gifs. Billy has often said that after…
Island Time.
Island Time: The time vacuum created by the ocean’s presence. Similar to stoner’s time, everything moves nice and slow. Yup, that’s me. Ssslllooooowwww. Merry *belated* Christmas! Hope you had a great one, and built some kickarse sandcastles on the big day… or kickass snowmen, depending on your hemisphere. Or even just enjoyed some non-denominational time off. Peace! …
Blog Hop!! …aka What Am I Doing Here, Episode II.
I wanted to do this post weeks ago but I’ve had heaps of stuff on. Heaps. Mostly going on blog tours and procrastinating on Facebook. But finally here’s MY blog tour! Er, welcome! I really do want to do it, but I’ve been putting it off because I can’t imagine anyone caring about my motivations or creative “process”…
Stuff That I Love & You Need To Know About: Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell.
Did you read Jane Austen in English class? Or even just because you wanted to? I know she’s not for everyone, but me, I’ve always had a bit of an affinity for Britishness. When I first started reading I worked my way through Enid Blyton’s entire catalogue, and our only TV for years was ABC (the…
‘Mother’ Is A Name AND A Verb.*
Mother’s Day today. My sixth! It gets a little more exciting every year; as the boys get older they understand more and more that it is Mummy’s Special Day. Today I am allowed to sleep in and be made a fuss of. I would like to be woken (at a reasonable hour) by my happy squirming boys rolling on me with yells…
On ANZAC Day.
On the 31st of May back in 1999 I joined the Army. I joined part-time, but back then both part- and full-timers (Regular Army) did the same 45 day basic training together, over in New South Wales. During the final stage of assessment in Perth one of the recruiters and another hopeful soldier named Macca…
Dad, Everyone; Everyone, Dad.
This post is about my amazing Dad, who passed away on the 25th of March 2014, aged 69. These words are an abridged version of the eulogy I helped give, which was in turn an abridged version of a hero post I’d been in the middle of writing. I had wanted Dad to read it but suddenly there wasn’t…
Dropped It Cos It Was Hot.
Please note: For the duration of this post I shall be mostly referring to the general buttocks area as “ASS” rather than the correct Australian slang of “ARSE” because it somehow just seems more appropriate. My mad awesome friend Jenny is currently doing pole dancing classes and while we were round her place for dinner…
Apparently You’re Never Too Old To Be A FanGirl.
So I can’t remember whether I’ve owned up to being a geek yet…but you’ve probably extrapolated this, since I already admitted I’m a nerd, and it’s kind of a “potaito, potarto” thing. I’ve always loved tv and movies with SF / Fantasy by far my favourite genres, starting with (1970s) Doctor Who and (1980s) AstroBoy and Spider-Man…
Where I get my undies in a wad about undies.
Ok, you might notice this is filed under ‘rants’ so heads up on lots of italics for emphasis, as well as a *LANGUAGE WARNING*. (Not too much, just when it really really really fucking needs it.) This is our local Rip Curl surf store down in Burleigh. Notice anything? I crack the shits every time…
Still Not A Journal. 