Express to Goodwood
Sure enough, the one time the 17:00 Belair train is actually running on time… I’m not.
Sure enough, the one time the 17:00 Belair train is actually running on time… I’m not.
As I walk through the city, as I am now, I like to look up at the windows of the big hotels just in case there are naked people there. Tell me you don’t.
I’m on the train and there are two guys opposite me wearing near-identical corduroy jackets. One of the guys looks slightly embarrassed. The other is blind.
So the backup phone seems to be dead, or very near death. It turned off and just won’t turn on again, at least not for any length of time. I turn it on and occasionally get the white screen of death, sometimes I get as far as entering my SIM password but never much further [...]
C & I have left the kids at home with my folks and have booked a room at the Plaza in Glenelg. We’re not there yet, mind. Part of any good break involves standing around in a girly fashion store for an hour while she tries stuff on.
A while ago, I said how I was having fun trying to take pictures with my phone and send them via bluetooth to anyone within range. I’ve made a list of some of the more interesting phone names as I’ve scanned for victims. Here’s a selection: Crack Whore I love Tommy (fans of The Who??) [...]
In PE class in high school, we used to chase Ken, the token fat kid, around the oval just to make sure he got some exercise. And to make fun of him. I think the only way to beat this obesity epidemic is to make fat people fair game once again. For their own good, [...]
I just finished reading On the Road and what a fucking ride it is. I hated it for the first three quarters, thinking ‘what the fuck are you doing?’ but then I started to get the rhythm and sheer poetry of it. Now I have to read another 70 short stories, only ten of which [...]
There was drama aplenty in the CBD this arvo as a rather agro man stood in front of a bus, preventing it from leaving. This guy was clearly agitated and, from what I heard, didn’t want to move till the police came to take him away, which they eventually did. His t-shirt said it all. [...]
This is my first attempt at blogging from my phone. Wow. The reason I’m doing this is to take my mind off how angry I am at the world.
It’s the little things getting to me again. Things like: a) I forgot my swipe card again today, after reminding myself not to. b) I forgot my [...]