My Belushi Foot
The following was written 17-09-2007. Living on the side of a hill meant that there was a vast array of possibilities of gravitational fun. Ours was the only house at the end of the lane and our...
View ArticleHerschel
I wrote this in January sometime, and I know it’s long, but I don’t have much to say here and I like writing. Summers usually sucked balls during my childhood given that I had an abundance of time and...
View ArticleIt’s not “Keenoo” it’s “Kee-ah-noo”
I’m not exactly sure when I stopped caring, but about the time I realised that he’d made a lucrative career out of staring blankly and having one, ONE, expression, I started calling him Keenoo. Point...
View ArticleMy Hat.
The following was written last May and then apparently forgotten about. I still wear my hat, not so much in the Summer heat, but when I’m feeling like I need reminded of why I’m doing what I’m doing....
View ArticleMy office.
Originally written sometime in December or early January, while simply sitting at my desk in my office. ———————————- The skychair and hammock swing quietly in the breeze outside my office window....
View ArticleBreakfast with Jadey
The kind of week that you’re pretty sure is going to be remembered in specifics for at least a month, and the kind of times that you know you’ll remember forever, are finally over. Over, in the...
View ArticleJoliet Sorry.
It was one of those nights that had an undercurrent of energy so subtle you can never be quite sure if it was positive or negative. All you really know at the time is that you can feel it, and you...
View ArticleAnzac Day
I get reminded as we walk out the front door that the children have been requested to bring flowers of some sort for the services this morning. Her brother is staying home because of a tummy ache,...
View ArticleLife Dream
It was a Sunday afternoon and I’d found it the rare occasion that I wanted a nap. The baby was sleeping and Wife was happily occupied, so I climbed into bed and turned the TV on to a Disney movie where...
View ArticleWith me, flying is really just a controlled fall.
Woke up way too early this morning, but lovely wife kept monkeys quiet as I went back to bed and slept until almost 9. This is what happened after I curled back up under our huge blankies....
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