a cautionary tale

There’s something about water restrictions that really seems to piss people off. It might have something to do with feeling like your neighbours are spying on you, ready to turn you into the water-cops at the drop of a hat. I don’t know.
I understand it in a way. I feel strangely guilty when I’m watering [...]

chess

On Spicks and Specks they sometimes play a game where the contestants are shown a series of mug-shots and have to decide whether each is an obscure musician or mass-murderer.
The guy on the right is too easy.
Meet Alexander Pichushkin, the “chess-board killer”, from Moscow.
He’s quoted as saying:
A first killing is like your first love
Ahh yes, [...]

dad jokes

As a Dad, I’m genetically inclined towards fairly dodgy, embarrassing jokes. However, I do try to restrain myself in this forum.
I did come across a joke recently that I suspect falls outside the “dad joke” category, and may actually count as funny. So, after way too much of a build-up, here it is:
What did the [...]

taper schmaper

JoJo took me task somewhat yesterday over my tendency to do the Japanese-style reverse-taper in the week before a marathon. In my defence, the yasso session was really not too hard. Really.
Anyway, I’ve been feeling suitably chastened since JoJo’s comment. In fact, from now on I resolve to devote all my energies and attention to [...]

just call the bloody election, please….

When it comes to epic battles of political ideas, I’m as big a fan as anyone. I’d also agree that Australian politics have gotten a fair bit more interesting in the post “Kevin07″ era. I’m generally in favour of politicians running around the country throwing out fistfuls of cash left, right and centre, on the [...]

sicko

I own two pairs of running shorts. Actually, I own three but if it ever got to the stage I had to wear number three, I’d probably prefer to give it a miss.
Pair number 1 are somewhere around 2.5 years old and they’re my favourite. They’re black, New Balance and perfectly moulded to the unique [...]

I’m only human

For a brief moment this morning, I considered composing an extended tirade against people who quote Cher songs in the comments sections of my blog (you know who you are). At 7:30 in the morning, a mental picture of a woman dressed in fishnet stockings and a seat belt on the deck of [...]

dreams can come true

I bloody hope not. At least not the dream I had last night.
Before I go on, let me preface my remarks be saying I know how irritating it is when people tell you about their dreams. What’s that Dylan line?
At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreamswith no attempts to [...]