I used to quite like those affable guys, the punks. I found that more often than not, for all their posturing and mock-aggression, the signed up members of this desperate attempt at forging a credible post-hippy subculture proved to be quite lovely and sensitive .. it was a cry for help - a rather poetical …
Continue reading On the road again
Following a successful conference in Silicon Valley and some ultra-vexatious logistical hurdles while relocating to San Francisco, this morning I checked into a hotel in the Bay Area - mentally already able to sense the cool sheets that would soon be enveloping my aching bones. After two previous attempts to get suitable accommodation, relieved to …
Continue reading About six on the Richard scale or going with the flow – there is a difference
Good to back in Silicon Valley again taking in a dose of fresh laid-back sunshine along with updates on the latest developments in cyber security, artificial intelligence and cloud computing.
I know who I'd like to have by my side when the Pommes Gratin are down. Also love the hotel's (read: pub's) name. Sounds like the drinking hole's shingle ought to have my mug on it. I'd be proud to... Reminds me of one of the first things my biological mother told me when we …
One of the reasons I've been finding things so tough, even on top of the YOPD, is that I don't really fit the mould. Never have, not any mould... After another long but ultimately good day I found myself prostrate on the Queensize at around 2am, having somehow dragged my trusted Chromebook and Pixel phone …
Being au fait with the inner workings of news media, I tend to enjoy the reactions of others as they have their buttons are pressed without even realising it. It's actually fun being able to see this crafty process from both angles, as if my eyes can straddle both sides of a magical two-way looking …
Choice on the telly right now: some AFL meat heads bumping into each other in Brisbane or The Richard of Oz ... Hey, that reminds me of that website The Wizard of Oz, youse should have a squiz (slang alert). Easy choice for those of us bursting with masculine confidence as well as artistic sensitivity.
A few weeks ago on a bright early Sunday morning after having Ubered two girls back to their respective homes following what most likely had been 'a big night', I noticed I was quite close to Bouddi National Park. Climbing the gorgeous steep hills in the trusted Holden (one of those winding and twisting mountain …
Continue reading Fear and self-loathing – a pitfall of one’s own making
Just got back from Officeworks where I scanned some recent specialists' reports to send on to Parkinson's NSW in preparation of yet another claim for NDIS support, only to learn via SMS that once again, my precious Newstart payments have been suspended. This, farcically, is because I've been remiss in not having pounded the streets …
Continue reading School of hard knocks – can I go home now, please?
Hanging in there, Strappado-style ... that seems to be my mantra at the present time. It's so interesting - albeit in a thoroughly 'you shouldn't have' soul-destroying way - to detect just to what extent the mind can influence so much of our general well-being. While I've always been partial to the mountain high-valley low …
