I’ve been informed that Not Max is six months old today and that I need to write a post commemorating this because I did so for Boy Z. So, well done Not Max. Well done for keeping a smile on your face despite dealing with the negligent parenting that is the lot of the second child. [...]
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The one that you’re trusting suspiciously dusting the sill
And exhale.
Thursday morning, my Head of School knocked on the door of my office as I was taking off my coat. I invited him in to have a seat and the solemn look on his face nearly made me wilt. I’ve been living on annual contracts with the university since I got here and October [...]
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 [...]
I looked down in the sea. I seen the crabs and the fishes doin’ the be-bop-bee
Just when I thought I was out…
Why can’t life be straightforward? Why can’t it be what I perceive it to be – a gently upward sloping line?
I swear that this isn’t turning into a blog about my jobs. But I feel as if I’ve dragged a lot of you along with me on this melodramatic [...]
Throw me in the fire and I won’t throw a fit
I wasn’t going to write this post. I said to myself, ‘Self, you’ve written enough about this work thing. Everything isn’t all about you. People are sick of you moaning about work. Move on.”
But then I realized that one of my selves was a moron, because what is my blog about if not me? For [...]
An open letter to a stay-at-home-Mum
This one may not go down well, considering the demographics of my readership.
As a general rule, I try to avoid getting sucked into comment stream dramas – mostly because I have better things to do with life. In most cases, I don’t even go back to a post after I’ve left a comment, just in [...]
But he did give a damn about steel
Jud asks, appropriately, “what happened to the cheery Chris?”
Well, Jud, I’ve got a job that I hate but can’t quit. In my second job, I’m spending my weekends busting my ass to get lectures done that my undergraduates yawn through. I’ve got a sick kid and sick partner and have been cleaning up far too [...]
(Not so) Giant Steps
I decided not to quit.
Yet.
I’m writing this at work (screw ‘em), and there are still a couple of hours before I leave for the day, so things could change yet. Basically if the upper management leave me alone today – let me listen to Coltrane and get on with my work - I’ll make it [...]
It’s obvious, you hate me, you think I’m worthless. It’s obvious.
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 [...]
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 [...]
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