Last week (our time) the Australian Greyhound Racing Industry was in turmoil as ABC's Four Corners program uncovered the explosive and disturbing revelation that trainers were conducting live baiting. That is, training greyhounds to race with rabbits, possums and other animals on the lure as bait.
Tuesday, 24 February 2015
Friday, 13 February 2015
A Valentine's Day Special: Poetry In Motion
Wings On The Windscreen Of Love
A poem by Ronnie Peace
Driving the Highway near dusk
Two butterflies
in the distance
making love.
Sexy, sweaty Lepidoptera.
Monday, 9 February 2015
5 Totally Awesome and Absent Ideas for Baby Showers
Baby Showers are ridiculous.
Firstly, babies don't have showers. At least, not the ones I've had the privilege to meet.
Firstly, babies don't have showers. At least, not the ones I've had the privilege to meet.
Thursday, 22 January 2015
Australia Day Long Weekend Part 2 - Don't Drink The Water
(Continued...
note: if you haven't read Part 1 click here or this will make even less sense than it actually does)
Next thing we know it's Australia Day and we're hungover.
Each year we celebrate all that is Australia Day by being hungover, blowing up the mini outdoor pool, filling it with water as we cook the bbq, restock the Esky (chilly bin, cooler, box to keep the beer cold), shoo some flies, paint our faces with zinc, apply fake Australian sticker tattoos and turn on the radio to listen to the inaugural Triple J Hottest 100.
note: if you haven't read Part 1 click here or this will make even less sense than it actually does)
Next thing we know it's Australia Day and we're hungover.
Each year we celebrate all that is Australia Day by being hungover, blowing up the mini outdoor pool, filling it with water as we cook the bbq, restock the Esky (chilly bin, cooler, box to keep the beer cold), shoo some flies, paint our faces with zinc, apply fake Australian sticker tattoos and turn on the radio to listen to the inaugural Triple J Hottest 100.
Wednesday, 21 January 2015
Australia Day Long Weekend Part 1 - Fly-Shooing, Thigh-Slapping, Head-Shaking, Sweat It Out
As the post-Christmas/New-Year-Holiday-depression roots itself into my work scenario and, as I'm cussing myself (quite loudly and, if I do say, unnecessarily crudely too) at having wasted my holiday not coming up with a brilliant idea on how not to have to go back to work again, the Australia Day holiday approaches. Here to save the day of every hard-working Aussie with the simple dream of never having to work a day in their life again. At least for a day. You bloody beauty.
Monday, 5 January 2015
Bringing in the New Year - Salutations and Salivations
[ THIS WAS PUBLISHED ONLINE BY INTERNATIONAL LITERARY ONLINE JOURNAL QUEEN MOB'S TEAHOUSE AS 'SOMEBODY BRING IN THE NEW YEAR' ]
Preface: Please bear in mind* this article was intended to be read on New Years Eve, though it was written in early 2015. One of my New Year's resolutions is to be less distracted by shiny objects, and more inclined to manage my time better (and less inclined against the bar most nights).
Time machine not included.
(*During a successful 14 hour neurological surgery the bear was removed by TV doctor, Dr House. Though not a real doctor per se, he has a delightfully funny bedside manner which was worth the risk)
As the last day of 2014 dawned upon us, friends were heard to shriek "AGH! A cockroach!!", for there was a large cockroach making it's way across the seafood buffet.
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
New Christmas Songs 2014 - Hymns and Hers
What I don't know about music you couldn't fill a staff with.
While that lead-in sentence is quite the amusing musical overture (there's another), it can be said that music is a part of me (left inner thigh), as much as me is a part of music. It is well known amongst my admirers that I like to keep the beat of bad company. That was, until the so-called bad company found out, and broke into my house to reclaim their beat (don't worry, they were caught and are now doing 4 by 4 time).
While that lead-in sentence is quite the amusing musical overture (there's another), it can be said that music is a part of me (left inner thigh), as much as me is a part of music. It is well known amongst my admirers that I like to keep the beat of bad company. That was, until the so-called bad company found out, and broke into my house to reclaim their beat (don't worry, they were caught and are now doing 4 by 4 time).
Monday, 1 December 2014
Religious Semantics / Sermontics
I wasn't on a mission from God, I was on a mission from the Pope.
In recent years, thy religious master hadn't many servants to call upon as, despite Jon Bon Jovi's call to "keep the faith", people hadn't. At best, they'd misplaced it.
Like a popular gay cowboy in the 30's through to the 60's, the numbers had been Wayne-ing.
In recent years, thy religious master hadn't many servants to call upon as, despite Jon Bon Jovi's call to "keep the faith", people hadn't. At best, they'd misplaced it.
Like a popular gay cowboy in the 30's through to the 60's, the numbers had been Wayne-ing.
Tuesday, 11 November 2014
Are You A Pick Up Artist, or Would You Like To Be One?
I fancy myself as a bit of a pickup artist, myself. Not that I think I am good enough to make a career out of it, but I do like to try my hand on the weekends. Here is my latest attempt:
New Star Trek Cast Announced
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