It’s nice to take a break every once in a while, and that’s exactly what we’ve done this weekend, abandoning the big city smog (that we don’t really appreciably live in) to go and show off Luc to my mother, who lives in the geriatric paradise of Port Macquarie. I’m going to suffer when she […]
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CNET.com.au has a review of mine up, and has had for several days now. Missing stuff like this is what happens when you get busy with children, not to mention hooning around Sydney on a Harley. And no, I’m not making that latter part up. Western Digital MyBook 250GB USB Hard Drive Essential Edition: “Western
As Stevie Ray used to say, it's on like Donkey Kong… Read More »
I feel old. You’re only as old as the woman you feel, so they say (which actually makes me older than I am), but the context for my decrepit feelings comes, once again, from Playschool. Back in “my day”, youngun’s such as myself made drawings of Little Ted (the foul impostor!) and Jemima using not
The paper in the printer goes zip, zip zip… Read More »
“The original Little Ted disappeared in 1973. He was last seen with a staging assistant who left for Hong Kong shortly afterwards. Little Ted never returned and a new bear was substituted.” (taken from here) YOU MEAN I’VE BEEN LIVING WITH AN IMPOSTOR ALL MY LIFE????
Could it be.. Mack the knife? Read More »
Sigh. A dead Amiga means only one thing… It’s CRAZY sale time! Buy! Buy! Buy! Buy! (Gee. That was pretty shameless. There’s also these, althought that’s an entirely different market, really.)
If you could sell your worries, would anyone buy them? Read More »
Congratulations are due to Senor C. Nelson (AKA Senor K. Nelson, depending on how long one has known him, or possibly Scipio Africanus if he’s wearing his classics cap) and his lovely wife Riko, who are expecting their first baby in November. Good luck guys! (Yeah, this is becoming a baby-obsessed blog of late. I
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It’s perhaps a reflection of my mental state at the moment, but I’m heartily amused by the fact that a Russian-sounding town name I just made up a for something I’m writing turns out to be a real place: Birsk. Not only that, but it’s near what has to be the archetype for all Russian-sounding
You can hear it in my accent when I talk… Read More »
It’s been an interesting week for me, with no doubt. After all, it’s not every week that you snip an umbilical cord, is it? * Still, some things continue ever onwards, including the tide of the presses. I’ve been published all over the place this week, including two reviews written after Luc’s birth. See if
'Cause we got a PhD in Advanced Body Movin' Read More »
Righteo, then. Might as well get this over and done with. Are you there, Son? I’m here, Dad Good. Well, then. This is the world: It’s looking the wrong way — we’re more or less on the other side, but you can’t have everything. Anyway, Son, say hello to it. Hello World. Right. World, are
Warning: Slightly sweet and twee content resides within. On par with a Pug Blog, really 🙂 I got to come home today. This is me and Dad, who’s just popped in after my last medical exam. Dad seems very happy. This is apparently called a car. It was cold outside, so they put me in
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