I was at the gym this morning. I’ve become slightly addicted to the gym - not in the knocking off convenience stores to pay my membership fees kind of addicted, more of a twice a week endorphin fueled buzz kind of addicted. Anyway, I was at the gym this morning and I noticed that they had [...]
Archive for January, 2010
Oh, Your daddy’s rich and your mamma’s good lookin’
The first time you hear a kookaburra call is pretty damn spooky. Here, have a listen. But when I hear them now, cackling madly in the Australian sun, I sprint outside for a look. There’s something about these birds, something quintessentially Australian.
And in the height of the Australian summer, on the eve of Australia Day, [...]
And they all have pretty children…
I have been trying to think of ways to describe the unique sound of a plastic cascade of Lego tumbling from its appropriate receptacle onto the floor. If you’re a parent or like me, a childhood afficianado of Lego, you know what I’m talking about. There is no other sound like it. It likely strikes [...]
May no man’s reins ever chain you
We went to see “The Boys are Back” over the weekend. It wasn’t a film that either of us wanted to see, in particular, but we had a babysitter and an itch to spend some time in the cinema and it was either that, “Avatar” or a legion of other anodyne Hollywood swill.
I’m not sure that I’m glad [...]
Happy death men stand in line
During my family’s trip Down Under, my Dad and I were talking about future visits back and forth between Australia and the States.
“And when the boys are teenagers, I’m just going to send them to Florida for the school holidays. Let their grandparents deal with their hormonal butts”, I ribbed.
“That’s OK”, my Dad replied with [...]
















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