And he shoots…
Last weekend, Jazzy Jeff and I took the neighbour’s kids to an auction. That’s right, an auction. So you might be thinking, Betty and JJ are off their nut if…
sewing with the ladies and other subversive acts…
The idea for next year is to get seriously active. No, not by running around the fields of Matthews Hill, but by making all manner or stuff that has no…
Back from the States with a few insights and such…
LA Insight #1 Take a boy and a girl and dump them in the middle of what is often referred to as “boy town” and what do you get? A…
I’ll Have fries With That
I’ve been reading Naomi Klein’s No Logo and, frankly, all that talk about multinationals, workers below the poverty line and abuse of corporate power gave me a hankering for a lukewarm…
Am I a downer? When culture jamming gets annoying…
[Do] advertisers have any legitimate right to invade every nook and cranny of our mental and physical environment? (Naomi Klein, No Logo) Here’s a word of warning: I’m not as…
The End of This Story in Pictures
what’s next?
The end of this story in pictures
what’s next?
Bogans and Winnie Blues and snakes… Oh my
JJ and I are about to buy a new house. I can’t bring myself to say where. However, I must admit that it’s the kind of suburb that I used…
The Melbourne Aquarium doesn’t have arrows, and other such conundrums
I got lost in Hong Kong recently. I had a map but I’m not very good at reading maps. Hence, this not uncommon scene whenever Jazzy Jeff and I go…
I’m in So Much Trouble
Ok, so maybe I’m turning a lot more than thirty on Monday but my mother and my father can still strike more fear into me than a nun with a…