I’ve never been much of a devotee of the idea of ‘love at first sight’. Lust at first sight? Absolutely. I’ve ridden that train to its terminus more times than I care to count.Usually with predictable results.
But love at first sight is the stuff of bad fiction and the fantasies of teenage girls. Love takes [...]
Archive for August, 2009
I’ll walk right out into a brand new day, insane and rising in my own weird way
Oh I’m not no saint, no I never shall be
I’ve occasionally wondered what happens to that creepy baby widget to the left when its counter reaches 0. Does it start counting up? Does the baby disappear, being delivered happily into the ether? Does the ghoulish little fetus start pointing and laughing in the style of Nelson Muntz? Mocking the optimistic sucker who bought the [...]
Well I think I see another side, maybe just another light that shines
For about six months after my ill-advised and short-lived marriage, I locked myself away in a cave and proceeded to go temporarily insane.
My hermitage was a converted warehouse space in the shadow of the Kingdome – vast, sterile and windowless. I rented it as a base of operations for my fledgling freelance photography business. After a [...]
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Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions "Blanchard" [4:56m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | DownloadDash your curry like you ain’t in a hurry
We’re going to try and force the issue with A Free Fetus tonight. Boy Z made his intentions to appear known about 24 hours after a spicy lunch at Red Star Noodle Bar in Oxford. We’re booked in for a fiery curry at Charminar in Brighton tonight. If that fails, there are other options…
What? I’m [...]
When I was younger I thought I knew everything. Now I’m older I know I know everything.
I’m over the rebranded Allie’s Answers today, filling my role a as resident science guy. I’m looking at the contentious science surrounding plastic shopping bags today. Head on over and have a look and check out the rest of The Greenists as well.
One of the reasons that the science on this one is a bit [...]
Feeling down in the face? Could you use a little space?
In response to a handful of e-mails, no Dr. O’C has not had the baby. It’s quiet here because I am under water at work – trying to learn calcium metabolism, nervous system physiology and ethical research practises so that I can turn around and teach them. When the baby is born, y’all will be [...]
But how this life will change him, that we don’t know.
Once a week for the last year I’ve been taking a day off work to spend with Boy Z – Boy Z and Papa Party Days. I’ve done it regardless of work obligations, choosing to arrange work around Party Days rather than Party Days around work. These days are like oases in the work week. [...]
I was handsome I was strong, I knew the words of every song.
We’re well into the Spring Semester here in South Australia. Or the second semester. Or ‘Study Period 5′ as it’s prosaically termed by university officials. It is the semester in which I earn my keep – coordinating the large lecture course I was hired to teach. But I’ve also taken on a number of other [...]
Today was good. Today was fun.
Last weekend was ruined because of a self-induced work backlog that kept me in front of the computer for most of Saturday and Sunday. This weekend was nearly ruined due to some virus that Dr. O’C brought home from work. But with ample and appropriate combinations of various pharmaceuticals, I managed to stay upright for [...]
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God, I hate the news media sometimes.
A story caught Dr. O’C’s eye in our local Murdoch owned fishwrapper the other day, the juicy lead of which was:
MODERN men have got it so good. According to scientific research, women are gradually becoming more attractive in an evolutionary ‘beauty race’.
Without reading either the article or the ’scientific research’, I issued [...]















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