You too can make the world your toilet Frank climbed over the railing, unzipped his jeans, and pissed a golden stream out into the sunset. Against the twilight valley below, it made an impressive sight. I automatically reached for my camera,…
Category: life
My boobs, Josh, and the best backpack
Next year I have an adventure coming up. A long hike in the Japanese mountains. This should be a lot of fun, if for no other reason than a lot of the long days on the track will end with…
Such fellows!
There is a passage in Plato’s dialogue Gorgias whichI love. Two and a half thousand years ago, and these fellows are still with us. It speaks to the present moment; we might think we live in a different world to that…
Call me Goat
Just kidding. There's nothing about animals in this book. It's all about torture, as the reader realises they have spent ten bucks on something that is at least over mercifully quick. A bit like a boyfriend I used to have,…
Beer O’Clock
As I write these words, it is one in the morning, and maybe coffee would be a better bet than root beer, But I write for a global audience, and everywhere but Melbourne, soft drink lovers are awake and knocking…
Delter Dawn
Coming from Melbourne, you have to know that coffee is a serious business for me.I wouldn't call myself a coffee snob, but if it isn't espresso from one of the arcade cafes in Melbourne's centre, it's hardly worth drinking.I'm on…
Root Petite
Driven by the advice of the team at Tehben.com, who seem to spend their lives in a passion of soft drink and smut - not that there's anything wrong with that - I've been hunting for a sample of their…
The three antigraces
Yesterday I wrote about the three wisdoms (or graces, in the Eastern tradition). These are the sources of knowledge: the intellect, the teacher, the texts.There is a fourth grace. The self. Nothing happens without your involvement.Today, the three anti-graces. These…
The new Gabriel
For a while, it seemed as if the end of the Cold War had killed off an entire genre of literature.When the Berlin Wall fell - not that I cared at the time, being in kindergarten, with my reading mostly…
Camp Coffee
You may call me Muggins. It's Camp NaNoWriMo time and seduced by the Queen of Sex, Vickie Vaughan, I have signed up for another stint of self-flagellation and stress.I am committed - and I use that word advisedly - to…
