Since we’re all friends around here – unless you’ve been culled, in which case go away – I’m going to ask you, my gentle readers, for some advice.
Many of you know that I work two jobs. Nearly a year ago, a couple of months after our arrival in Australia, I took a part time job [...]
Archive for April, 2009
It’s obvious, you hate me, you think I’m worthless. It’s obvious.
They holler out, “Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar”
There are lots of things about being a father that hurt my heart. Not the least is watching Boy Z try to navigate the Scylla and Charybdis that are human social interactions. I know he’s only 19 months old and at this age, he isn’t really going to establish meaningful relationships with his peers.
In fact, [...]
There are ways to tell the tides and waves of change
If you could soup up a DeLorean and travel back to 1989 to ask 17 year-old not so Free Man where he would be living in twenty years, he would have probably told you Charleston, Savannah or New Orleans. One of those old genteel port cities of the South, slowly crumbling into the sea. One [...]
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Day 3 of ‘Voluntary’ Underemployment
-Number of cigarettes smoked: Incredibly, still zero.
-Number of Panadol taken in the vain effort to stop the pounding in my head: 17
-Hours spent wondering just what the hell I am doing: Oh, thousands.
And I was at work for half the day. I made the mistake, however, of taking Boy Z down [...]
If you’re small and on a search I’ve got a feeder for you to perch on
Day 1 of voluntary underemployment.
Number of cigarettes smoked: Remarkably, zero.
Number of times threatening son with bodily harm: Seventy hundred
General mental state: Huh?
I know I’ve said it before and I’m sure I’ll say it again – you ladies (and gentlemen, pardon me) who spend more time at home with kids than at work have got [...]
Fear the hearts of men are failing
I don’t know much about global economics. Actually, I don’t know much about much, to be honest. I know a little bit about the genetics of maize and the U.S. Civil War and 20th century Southern literature, but none of those things pay the rent these days.
I’m off track already. Australia seems to have been [...]
I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier
I’ve often been told that I have the face for radio. In fact, during my first stab at college I was briefly employed as a DJ in a Top 40 radio station in a neighboring town. Actually, I was employed for one whole day. I was hired to man the dials for the early morning [...]
I could pass like Magic, I could shoot like the Bird
I had planned to continue with the politically charged posts today, based in part as a response to Damon’s comment from yesterday. But I’ve still no internet at home and upon my arrival at work discovered a steaming pile of crap that needed to be dealt with yesterday. So, it’s a Moon Pie day – [...]
Is that nauseating stream of words really dripping from your tongue?
I don’t write much about politics these days – too stressful – but for those of you that are new around here, I’m a pretty liberal guy. In fact, I’m a committed socialist – and proud of it. One of the reasons that I can’t imagine moving back to the States in the near future [...]
It’s all been done
It’s starting to feel like Autumn in South Australia – a little bit cooler, shorter days, the occasional drop of moisture in the air – which means that we’ll be doing less of this….
…on Boy Z and Papa Party Days.
But not to worry. We’ve been working on some indoor entertainment. A lot of you may [...]
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